Chapter 3: More Surprises

Three blocks form the theater was a very nice motel. He pulled up and got out grabbing the two small bags he had stashed behind the bench seat. Then he hurried around the pickup to open his mother’s door but he was too late as a Stewart had already opened the door for her. Then another relived him of his luggage.

“Do you have reservations?” The man asked as he took his bags.

“Yes, Bolton.” Chris replied.

“I will take these to your room for you Mr. Bolton.” He finished pointing to the check in counter.

As Chris and his mother waked to the counter, the lady said. “Good evening Mr. Bolton. I hope you are having a good night.”

Faith smiled with Chris as he said. “I am having one of the best nights of my life.” With a smile unmatched by anyone or anything.

Faith wanted to turn and look at him at that moment, as she had the same thought herself when she realized that she still had a death grip on him that had to have been uncomfortable.

Thinking that he would need to maneuver to check into the room, reluctantly, she began to loosen her grip on her own son, he took her hand with his and held it firm letting her know he liked her holding him like she was.

They checked in, got their card key and where led to there sweet upstairs.

Faith noted that there where no talks about money, even when Chris gave her the credit card. She didn’t mention price or deposit or anything.

Really faith didn’t care either. She was just a few yards form where she had planned to be very well fucked by her son/lover.

She had no reservations, no skirmishes or arguments with herself. As the strange man opened the door and showed them the wet bar, pre stocked with almost every sort of alcohol one could obtain. Faith only looked at the bed and wandered how fast she would be on it naked with her son.

As it turned out NO time at all.

After Chris properly tipped the man, he went straight for his mother. She was still in her dress and off her feet in his arms in a matter of seconds after the door closed.

Chris swung her around and maneuvered her so that her legs found their way locked around his waist. Their lips met in a fiery passion that neither of them had ever felt for anyone else.

Chris, still carrying his mother, made his way to the bed and began to take the beautiful dress of her. He was trying to be careful as his mother looked fabulous in the dress and he wanted to see her in it again. His lust and wanting of his mother kept getting in the way of him being all that carful though.

Faith didn’t care if he cut the dress off with a butter knife. She wanted it off and wanted him undressed, in between her legs and inside her. She could NOT remember ever wanting a man like she did then. She wanted him so much she didn’t know if she could speak.

Finally, the dress fell to the floor, and Chris found she had no panties on. He groaned at the thought of her going sans panties all night long.

Faith could feel her juices running down her legs as she heard the groan of her son/lover as he saw her underwear was not there. She had debated with herself for a long-time weather to wear them or not. Right then she was glad she took them off in the restaurant just before they left.

Her breasts sagged too much to go without a bra, not to mention she didn’t want her nipples sticking out like they did. When he saw her uncovered freshly shaved pussy, the smile and lust generated by his eyes, heart and lips, told her that she was going to be rewarded and he was going to give it to her but good.

It only took seconds for his clothes to fall to the floor. Then he crawled onto the bed and began to kiss her some more. He started with her mouth, then her neck. Her bra disappeared and he Then kissed down her front to her breasts.

Faith knew form all the time her dream lover had played with her tits that he liked them. She was very self-conscious of them but her dream lover plaid with them so mercilessly, that she had woken several times with red swollen nipples.

He sucked on one of them and groped the other one. Then he would switch. Then he kissed down her torso he kissed her belly and her belly button sticking his tongue into it and sending yet more thrilling sensations into her. Then he found her Balled pubic mound. He kissed it and then her legs leaving the best part for last.

Faith felt frustrated that he didn’t go to her pussy. She could sure use a quick orgasm right then, but she was being denied.

He began kissing her legs, working his way onto the soft flesh of her thighs. He slid his tongue up and down them and within millimeters of her sopping wet pussy.