Chapter 4

"Will you help me put it on darling?" she said huskily,

We'd both finally managed to stem our tears and she'd thanked me with a kiss on my lips,

"It's the most beautiful present I've ever had Terry" she'd said and then asked me to help her with it,

I don't know why, or even how, to this day I don't, but after I'd clipped it around her neck, I kissed her, not her cheek as a son might kiss his mother, not even her lips, which we'd done before, no I kissed the back of her neck and then I kissed her again, even when I heard her whispered "Terry" I kissed her again, I can't recall her turning round, but she obviously did because suddenly her arms were round my neck drawing my mouth to hers and I felt the beautiful, wonderful, sensuousness of a woman's tongue sliding between my teeth!

Curiously as we pulled apart, there was no embarrassment, no guilty looks, it was as if something had been settled between us, she held both my hands in hers and said,

"I love you Terry"

Then in the mysterious ways that women have she ran upstairs, "Get that Barbie lit, I'm starving""

I was on my second can of lager by the time she reappeared, she said nothing but simply sat beside me and gazed at the flames,

"You okay mum?"

She lifted her head up and I saw that she'd put make up on, her eyes were tinged with a blue shadow and her lips sparkled with the thin coating of gloss she'd put on,

"I'm fantastic darling thank you" she smiled, "In fact I'm more than fantastic I'm alive, yes that's what I am, I'm like those bloody annoying born again Christians who knock on the door every so often, I'm bloody well born again"

She looked fabulous in an off the shoulder peasant blouse and a short denim mini skirt, lace up sandals completed the picture and as she twirled around asking me if I liked it, I caught a glimpse of white panties stretched across her taut bottom,

I chose the words carefully, or as carefully as I could,

"You're a dream mum, an absolute dream"

That night will live on in my mind for as long as I draw breath, we burned the steaks together but ate them anyway and swore that we enjoyed them, we played rock music as loud as the stereo would stand, we danced and pranced and when I sat down to cool off, she danced in front of me. The music was Tina turner's Simply the best and it suited the occasion down to the ground.

She danced like a professional, a lap dancer in the sleaziest club in town, she writhed, gyrated, rocked and rolled and when the music ended in a crescendo of noise, she leaned over and kissed me.

Her mouth was wet and she tasted of alcohol, as her tongue snaked between my teeth I pulled her down onto my lap and slipped my hands under the back of her skirt,

"Yes Terry" she breathed, "Yes darling"

Her fingers found my zip and slipped it down, her fingers felt cool as she took my erection out and shuffled forward until I felt the warm dampness of her panties, instinctively I hooked a finger under them and pulled them to one side whilst she gripped my penis and guided it to where we both wanted it.

Neither of us spoke, words were unnecessary as we stepped over the line of the last taboo, the warmth of her flesh surrounded me, her wetness trickled over my groin, each upward thrust was rewarded by a squeal of pleasure and a downward thrust of her own.

My cock felt like steel as I moved my hips faster, she kissed my neck and nibbled at my ear lobe, I heard her whimpering and felt the wetness of her lips on my face,

"Terry, Terry, oh God yes darling yes"

I had both hands inside the back of her panties gripping the soft, pliant flesh of her buttocks, holding her as I drove myself into her,

"I'm cumming Terry, you're making me cum darling, yes, yes, yes, fuck me Terry, yes darling fuck mummy"

She seemed to jerk as the orgasm jolted her brain, she squealed and writhed, screamed and clawed at my back, her eyes were closed, her face distorted as she took her pleasure, suddenly and involuntary, I shuddered and a feeling of intense pleasure washed over me.

"Oh Terry" she gasped as I felt my penis erupting inside her warmth, each spurt seemed to send ripples of pleasure through us both, I sensed her looking at me and I opened my eyes, we stared into each other's eyes as I spurted for the last time, I kissed her and we clung to each other as we came down from the plateau where our incestuous coupling had lifted us.

"I'm not sorry Terry" I heard her saying softly and I shook my head,

"Neither am I mum"

"I want you again"

"Ooh yes please mum"

"In bed"

We made love twice more that night, she was insatiable and urged me on with whispered obscenities in my ear and I replied in kind, I told her that tomorrow I would lick her all over in the kitchen, she wrapped her legs around me and came for the third time as I repeated it,

"Every little piece of you mum"

I did too but that wasn't until later after we'd finished work for the day, the day had started off almost in the same way that the previous one had ended.

We woke up in the early dawn light wrapped in each other's arms, her head in the crook of my neck, I stroked her hair gently and she awoke too,

"Hi" she whispered,

"Hi"

"Are you all right Terry"

"Fabulous mum" I said and moved my hand down onto her bottom,

"What about you?"

"A really honest answer Terry?"

"Definitely, they're the only one's mum"

"I've never been happier Terry"

"So you've no regrets then?"

"Not one darling"

"Good 'cos there's something I want to do"

I pulled away and rolled on top of her, she squealed with delight as she looked down and saw my erection,

"Oh yes" she chuckled, "The perfect way to start the day"

I entered her easily, I obviously wasn't the only one ready for more, she sighed deeply and wrapped her legs around my back,

"Lie on me Terry" she said softly, "Just move your bum"

I did so and she gripped my cheeks drawing me into her wetness,

"You feel so tight mum" I gasped and she giggled,

"I've never had anything this big in there before"

That pleased me more than she knew, every man likes to be told he's big and I was no exception, I was moving quickly, short piston like movements that she obviously loved,

"Don't stop Terry, oh My God this is good"

I'd no intention of stopping, I was enjoying it too much, she held my hips and matched her rhythm to mine until we both came, gasping and heaving, trying to squeeze the last drop of pleasure from the act,

The noise of a diesel engine revving as it negotiated the bends on the lane got us scurrying out of bed in a hurry and the next hour or so was spent on loading our produce onto the truck, there were two of them, a driver and his mate so the three of us did the fetching and carrying while mum checked everything off on a list supplied by Jack.