Chapter 4: Tender Love

Maria sat in front of the mirror, pondering over the crazy evening and what she had done. Her dinner date with Pat had opened a new horizon for her. It had broken her out of her self-indulgence. She had felt a deeper connection, a sense of love, and a desire for intimacy she hadn’t felt in a long time.

She had missed this in her marriage, mostly because of her own actions. Over the years, she had regretted many things, but that was all in the past now. A new future awaited her, and she knew that no one loved her as truly and completely as Brian. This time, she wanted to do it right.

In a moment of desperation, she reciprocated his feelings and even gave him a blowjob. She could still feel the taste of his cum in her mouth, and she seemed to like it now. While the wine and the emotional moment had worked in her favor, they had already crossed the taboo line. There was no going back now.

The act itself didn’t bother her, but they were venturing into uncharted territory. More importantly, she still hadn’t resolved her underlying issues with Brian. She knew she had hurt him a lot over the years, and they needed to heal. While exploring a loving relationship was one thing, she couldn’t change her nature overnight. That was her biggest worry. She had to be watchful of her actions and not smother him too much.

She wasn’t sure how to proceed, but Brian’s ultimatum had given her a sense of urgency. He wasn’t serious, but she wasn’t willing to risk him leaving again. She had a week to change his mind and was willing to do everything in her power to keep him by her side.

And then there was Pat. She had expected Pat to bolt after her confession, but it did not happen. They may not have kissed or dated like a usual couple, but they had bonded deeper over the years. Rebecca had played a major part in that as they already considered each other a family.

Pat was willing to work things out and was still supportive of Brian. A lot had happened in that conversation, but she could explore it later. She had to focus on Brian for now.

The next morning, Maria awoke with a newfound sense of purpose. She had a lot to accomplish this vacation, all centered around the most important person in her life, Brian. It would all start with making his Christmas special.

She made pancakes and bacon for breakfast, his favorite. As she started plating them, a sudden doubt crept into her mind. Did he really like pancakes, or did he simply follow her lead? She sighed. This was going to be much more difficult than she had thought.

Loud footsteps interrupted her thoughts as Brian entered the kitchen. He looked happy and well-rested. “Good morning, baby boy,” she greeted him.

“Morning, Mom,” he took his seat and started eating his fill. With no change in his expression, she had her answer. Pancakes weren’t his favorite.

“Thanks for the breakfast,” he mumbled as he continued eating.

She knew that talking about their issues wouldn’t fix anything. They ran much deeper, and she didn’t even know the full extent. She would need to show him that she cared.

“If you’re saying I don’t cook enough, then fine. You’ll have at least one meal made by me every day,” she huffed in mock anger.

He laughed at her response. “I’d love that, thanks, Mommy.”

Her boy had grown more confident, and she liked that.

Brian finished his plate and took a sip of his coffee. “I wanted to talk about last night,” he began hesitantly. “About what happened between us.”

“No time for idle chit-chat, boy. We have festival decorations to complete, the house to clean, and treats to bake,” she spoke in a sharp tone. “Now finish your coffee. We have work to do.”

He chuckled at her antics. If that’s how she wanted to play, it was fine by him.

Mother and son started cleaning the house and decorating. It began as usual, with Maria barking orders and Brian following. But when she started fussing over trivial details, he simply stopped working and stared at her blankly.

“What?” she asked, irritated.

“I’m going to do things my way. If you don’t like it, do it yourself,” he responded calmly.

Maria was about to retort but bit her tongue. Had she always been this way?Of course she had.

This time, they tried something different. They divided the tasks to avoid interfering with each other’s work.

They transformed their home into a winter wonderland over the next few hours before taking a lunch break.

The same story repeated over lunch. Instead of her favorite grilled sandwiches, he started making spicy pasta. This time, she didn’t nag him and enjoyed the heat and tanginess of pasta.

They were laughing and joking together as they finished with the Christmas Tree. He hung the huge star-shaped light at the top of the Christmas tree and declared, “And we’re done.”

“This looks beautiful, babe,” Maria stood with him as they appreciated their combined handiwork.

They looked at each other and naturally leaned in for a kiss. It was a tender moment, devoid of any lust, as they both had tears in their eyes. In all these years, they had never had so much fun together.

Maria stifled her sob as she placed her head on his chest and hugged him tightly.

“Do you miss Dad?” he asked tenderly.

“No,” her response was immediate, but she continued with a pause, “I’m sorry for the wasted years. We could have had so much fun together.”

He was relieved by her response and unexpected apology. Somehow, it made him feel at ease about the recent development. It was the first time they were celebrating something at home since his father’s death, and they were finally stepping out of his shadow.

He kissed her on the forehead. “Who said we never had any fun?”

She nodded against his chest, comforted by his words. She continued hugging him close until she felt his erection stir against her thighs. It was just the distraction she needed to break the emotional mood.

She grabbed his cock over his pants and said, “Hold your horses, mister, we have work to do.”

“So ... umm ... will you take care of it after work?” he asked hesitantly.

She chuckled at his attempt to play along. “We shall see, young man,” she replied before separating from him.

Their baking activities turned out to be more fun as they spent so much time kissing and joking that they forgot to argue over anything. Maria patiently listened when Brian shared his baking tips and tricks, and she readily followed his instructions for a change. Soon, they were done with delicious chocolate chip cookies and a rich plum cake.

Maria relished the gooey, soft chocolate in the middle of the cookies as Brian watched her in delight. When she took her last bite, he reached out and kissed her hard. Their tongues soon waged a battle for that last bite of cookie melting in her mouth. They were breathless by the time the cookie was gone, and they had both won.

After a tiring day, they enjoyed a quick dinner of grilled sandwiches. Maria noticed Brian’s hopeful gazes as they finished their food. She blushed as she realized he was waiting for her to take care of him.

“Wanna watch a movie with me, sweetie?” she asked, filling her wine glass.

He nodded and followed her. Rather than taking their usual seats, she patted him to come and join her on the loveseat. He started the fire, and they cuddled together beside the crackling flames.

They watched “Bad Santa” while Brian rested his head on Maria’s shoulder. Despite its crude humor and dark comedy, Maria soon became engrossed in the movie. While the movie plot did not appeal to Brian, he enjoyed holding his mom in his arms. So many times, he had wished for her to hug him, but now, when he was so close to her, he felt like he had received his early Christmas gift.

By the time the movie ended, they both had teary eyes. Something about the cynical alcoholic Willie had touched Maria, while her company and the warm love he had missed so desperately overwhelmed Brian.

The movie had ended long ago, and they were still in the same position, making out desperately. It started with Brian licking away her tears and kissing her face all over. Before she could break out in sobs, he kissed her, igniting the fire that had consumed both of them.

As they paused to catch their breath, Maria slid down to the seat and knelt in front of him.

“I’m going to take care of my boy now,” she spoke in a husky voice.

Brian nodded in response, and Maria started pulling down his shorts and underwear. She tossed them aside as she exposed his bare, erect cock to the warmth of the room.

She had done it yesterday, but today she hesitated as she touched his cock gingerly.

Brian hissed at her touch. He saw her cheeks turning rosy as she tried to avoid his gaze. “You don’t have to do this, Mom,” he drawled.

She shook her head. “I want to. Just bear with me, please.” She gulped down her wine and before she could lose her nerve, swallowed half of his cock in one go.

“Oh God...” he sighed at the warm wetness that engulfed him. He placed his hand on her head, but she slapped it away.

He let out a broken laugh as he looked at her. She didn’t have the same boldness as yesterday, keeping her eyes closed while trying to feel his cock with her tongue without moving her mouth.

She let go of his cock and sat still in front of him for a while. “Mom, talk to me. Are you okay?” he asked worriedly.

She looked up at him. “Give me your hands,” she demanded. As she gripped both of his hands, intertwining their fingers, she moved her mouth to his cock again.

This time, she was determined. She started sucking on his cock with gusto. Brian felt his pleasure skyrocket as she performed a hands-free blowjob while gripping his palms hard for support.

He watched with wide eyes as he felt his cock hitting the back of her throat. She kept her eyes closed and tried to take more of his cock down her throat. As she struggled, he felt her nails digging into his skin. He wanted to groan in pleasure and pain but kept his lips tightly shut and endured.

She had to stop soon as she ended up in a coughing fit, but she didn’t give up. With utmost concentration, she started kissing and licking his cock from base to top, coating it with a generous amount of saliva.

He saw a smile and a look of satisfaction on her face as she started with her sloppy blowjob again. This time, she didn’t rush to swallow him but tried to feel his cock’s movements as she bobbed her head up and down to get the motion right.

He watched in awe as she went from hesitant to passionate in a matter of minutes. He was struggling to keep control and avoid cumming. As they used their hands for support, he involuntarily jerked his hips. As he fed more of his cock into her mouth, she tried to swallow him again.

She managed to take his cock deeper inside as he felt the walls of her throat closing on his cockhead. “Oh God...” he groaned.

She didn’t try to swallow him deeper, but built a slow rhythm of sucking and swallowing, occasionally taking him deeper into her throat.

“Mom ... I’m close...” he warned in a ragged breath, trying to hold back and extend his pleasure.

She attacked his cock with renewed vigor, trying to make him cum faster. When he felt the tightness of her throat again, he lost control. “I’m cumming...” he shouted.

She didn’t relent until she felt the throbbing of his cock and then simply kept his cock in her mouth while she tried to swallow everything he had to offer. He jerked his hips a few times as he roared in ragged breath, emptying his balls.

Brian blacked out for a while. When he regained his senses, Maria had already licked his cock clean and planted a sweet kiss on his cockhead. She had tamed that one-eyed monster, but it was trying to rise again.

She beamed at him and responded with a smile, making them both laugh at what they had just done.

He tried to speak, but she shushed him. “Good night, babe,” she said, walking away from the hall and rushing to her bedroom.

This was unfamiliar territory for both, and they were exploring their sexuality for the first time. He could feel her shyness and uncertainty after going wild on his cock.

Grabbing his clothes, he retired to his bedroom. He loved this new version of his mother.