Chapter 3

The next morning, Mum woke me at six, as she cuddled close and fondled my stiffening cock.

She said, “Darling, I have my butt plug in, and my ass is lubed.

“I’d love four vaginal orgasms. So I’ll be tingling all day.

“I’m ready for the big one after the cremation.

“Let me gobble you and make you hard.”

Mum made me so hard, then lubed my cock. She got on all fours with her butt at the bottom of the bed, with me standing behind her.

Mum’s pussy was so wet, I was sure she was getting aroused thinking about what I was going to do to her.

Mum had her four vaginal orgasms and loved everyone as she showered.

I made toast and coffee for breakfast, as Mum left the house at ten to eight.

She said, “I loved that this morning, I’ll be back just after nine to dress and put my war paint on.”

“Then we’ll leave as I want to be at the crematorium early.”

“Let’s use the Bentley today, as we’ll use that to go to France.

“That car is two years old and has done no miles.

“You do not know how happy you make me, Barry.”

We kissed lovingly, then she left. I went to the garage to remove the dust sheet, and the car was gleaming.

I then started the Bentley. It started immediately. The car had covered only fifty-two miles in its life.

I drove it into the courtyard for its big drive to the crematorium.

I was dressed and ready to go when Mum got back.

She looked gorgeous. Her hair had been beautifully styled.

Mum said, “Barry, the car looks gorgeous, will you get me a glass of wine as I’m nervous.

“Then come to the bedroom as I want you to see what I’m wearing underneath my outfit.

“I’m going to wear four-inch heels today. So I look the perfect height for my tall, handsome son.”

I got Mum her wine. I was tempted to have a glass myself, but didn’t.

Mum was sitting at her dressing table wearing a fantastic crotch less bodysuit. She had no panties on, but a matching G-string was on the table.

She had self-supporting stockings and four-inch heels.

Her tits looked massive and jiggled as she moved.

Mum was putting the final touches to her makeup. She looked gorgeous.

“Barry, I’m going to do something special for you today. I want to give you a lovely tight ride later.”

I didn’t know what Mum was talking about. She then spread her legs and put her pussy on the edge of her chair.

As she opened a drawer of her dressing table and brought out two Kegel balls, she slipped them inside her pussy.

Her fingers are pushing them deep inside her gorgeous cunt.

“Mum, will you be comfortable having them in during the service and brunch?”

Mum then put on the G-string panties, which covered the line connecting the Kegel balls, as she put on her outfit.

“These two balls are the perfect size and weight for me. They make my pussy tingle.

“If I hold your hand during the service, you’ll know I’m doing my exercises as I hold your hand.

“The exercises make my cunt muscles so strong, you’ll be going to find out later how strong they are.”

In the car on the way to the crematorium.

I said, “Mum, this car gives a great ride.”

Mum laughed, “And so do you, darling, Barry, as from now, when we’re out, please call me Babs.

“In bed you can call me Mum, but when we’re out.

“I want people to think, look at that attractive woman with that handsome young man.”

We arrived at the crematorium at ten to ten. We were the first to arrive.

We sat in the car when a silver BMW convertible pulled up beside us, and a tall, attractive woman in her twenties got out.

“That must be Pam, let’s introduce ourselves to her.”

We both got out of the car, Pam looked at us and said, “Good morning.”

I replied, “Are you Pam?”

“Yes, I am.”

“I’m Barry, and this is Babs. Thank you for coming today.”

As she put her hand out to shake Mum’s hand, “You have my deepest sympathy. John was one of life’s characters. I honestly feel privileged to have known him.”

“How kind of you to say that, Pam. Please come and sit with Barry and me during the service.”

Pam shook my hand firmly, we walked into the crematorium, and we sat at the front. Mum was on my right, and Pam was on my left.

Pam was a good-looking woman. She had massive tits, a beautiful face, tall with curves and long legs.

We could hear people coming in, sitting behind us, at ten exactly, the service began.

As the minister spoke of acknowledging Dad’s life, his words were perfect.

The pleasure and encouragement he had given millions of people throughout the world.

Mum took my hand. I knew immediately what she was doing as her hips were also moving gently.

Pam cried. I took Pam’s hand and held it.

She whispered, “Thank you.”

Mum leaned very close to me and whispered, “Ask Pam to sit with us at the brunch.”

I whispered back, “Do you think Pam was performing for Dad?”

Mum quietly whispered back, “Maybe he wasn’t very active then, but still liked his cock sucked, she’s got lovely big tits, Dad loved big tits.”

The appreciation finished, then we all sang a hymn. Pam released my hand.

I whispered to her, “Babs, would you like to sit with us for brunch?”

Pam whispered back, “Thank you, I will be with you. John did a lot for me in my life, I’ll explain later.”

Mum was still holding my hand, moving her fingers in a very subtle and suggestive way.

I whispered to her, “Pam will be delighted to sit with us. I like her, she’s a nice person.”

After the coffin was moved behind a curtain, the final hymn had been sung.

Mum and I stood up and left the building with Pam walking behind us.

When we got outside, Pam kept her distance as the other mourners offered their condolences to Mum and me.

I liked Pam’s style. She was observing everyone who was there. Her tits looked massive and jiggled beautifully as she walked to us. She was the last mourner.

She hugged Mum and me, “I’ll follow your car to the hotel.”

In the car on the way to the hotel.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if Pam were performing for Dad. She seems like a nice person to me.

“She’s competent in what she does. Dad often told me how good she was over the years. He had lots of asset managers.

“Dad thought she was the best he had ever worked with. I think she likes you, Barry.

“The way she was looking at you said a lot, and she has no rings on her fingers. I wonder if she gives good oral?”

We arrived at the hotel, and Jim led us to a large round table that accommodated all of us. Once again, Mum was on my right and Pam on my left.

Peter sat next to Mum, and Tony sat next to Peter. The closest advisors were around Mum and me.

Mum asked Pam, “After brunch, could you come home with us and explain how the Asset Management app on John’s computer works, as Barry and I don’t want to go into it in case we do some damage?”