Chapter 5

I felt something slap against my butt cheek, and then again a couple of times. It felt like a hand. I woke up with a jerk. I had drifted off to sleep, only for a few minutes it seemed, as I lay naked on my bed whilst mom had finished her shower. Now she stood over me next to the bed. She had a bath towel wrapped around her, and had been slapping my naked butt with her hand to wake me up.

“This will never do young man,” she said sternly.

“It’s almost 10.30. Why haven’t you put any clothes on?”

I had drifted off to sleep on my side, so mom must have had a good view of my ass and back whilst she slapped me. As I turned on my back, to now face her, I saw her looking at my balls and dick again, which, for now, was still limp. She licked her lips again. As before, I was sure she was not aware she was doing this and it was almost an involuntary action.

“Oh, sorry mom,” I said, apologetically. “Must have drifted off to sleep. I felt a bit sleepy after cuming twice in the bathroom, and lay on the bed for a few minutes to recover, that’s all.”

“Oh,” Replied mom more calmly, apparently pacified at my explanation.

“Well, I hope you remember what I said in there. We have some serious talking to do later. I’ll probably think things over whilst I’m out. Make yourself breakfast after you put your clothes on. I’ll be going straight out when dressed.”

As she spoke about dressing, I had a sudden idea.

“Mom, I’m not really in the mood to go out today, now. I think I’ll just stay at home all day. I was wondering ... er ... well ... as I’m going to have to dress and undress a few times later when we have our, ... you know ... sessions, ... it would just be easier if I ... er, ... I mean, ... if I just wore say, my boxer shorts, and that dressing gown I got a couple of years back. You know, the one I’ve hardly worn. Maybe I could wear it around the house with just my boxers on underneath to save bother. After all, you have seen enough of my body by now.”

Mom looked at me in silence for a moment, as if she was considering what I had just said. After a pause, she said, “Well, I guess it doesn’t matter if you do, and it would save us some time. As long as we’ve got no guests coming over, I’m ok for you to dress like that. But only whilst we are having to do our sessions mind, and back to normal after this is hopefully all over,” she said in a firm tone.

“And, I guess it will save a bit on the laundry,” She added, in a more relaxed way, and as if she was giving herself another reason to agree to my request.

With that she started walking out of my bedroom, still with the bath towel wrapped around her.

I lay back on the bed for a moment again. I didn’t know where I’d got that idea all of a sudden, and the courage to say it! It just seemed to happen!

I was referring to a ‘house-gown’ I had bought a couple of year’s back one of those impulse buys. It was like a dressing gown, but made of fine, smooth fabric, which I couldn’t remember the name of, dark blue in colour with an embroidered design over the back.

It was really designed for the ‘man’ who liked to lounge around at home without much on underneath after a shower or bath. Looking back, I don’t know why I’d really bought it, except it looked nice in the shop.

Mom had refused to let me wear it around the house when she was around, being the prude she was (or I had thought she was), so it had ended up folded up and unused, in my cupboard.

But now, it seemed appropriate enough to wear it, and the circumstances were right! Mom had agreed, and that was great. I got up, slipped on a pair of loose fitting, comfy boxer shorts, and rummaged around in my clothes cupboard until I found the gown.

I put it on and looked at myself in the long mirror in the corner of my room. The gown still fitted me well, going down to just above my knees, and was very comfortable, with a tie-belt around the middle. The fabric was not quite silk or satin, but still smooth and luxurious feeling.

The dark blue colour was quite alluring and stylish! I almost looked like some rich guy lounging around at home! I smiled at my reflection in the mirror and posed a bit, and then decided to go down to get some breakfast.

Mom came into the kitchen not long after. She was fully dressed with some make up on, looking ready to go out. She was wearing a beige coloured, fine corduroy skirt, and light brown, lambswool, v-necked sweater, which was quite clingy and showed off the size of her large boobs well.

Although the sweater was a v-neck, it sat quite close to her neckline, so only a little part of bare skin under her neckline showed. I could make out the top of a fine gold necklace around her neck, which she sometimes wore when going out. She looked quite nice and ‘lady like’, and it excited me to see her like that, knowing that I had seen her completely naked not long before.

She looked at me up and down in my house gown for a moment, but didn’t say anything, and then put some money on the kitchen worktop.

“I have to do some shopping,” she said, pouring herself a short coffee.

“I had something to eat earlier, so I’m off now. Here’s some money for lunch. Order yourself a pizza or something,” she continued.

“And see if you can tidy up a bit whilst you’re at home, instead of being lazy. Bye.”

And with that, she took a final sip from her coffee cup, turned and went.

“Bye, mom,”

I said, as she walked down the hall.

I heard her slam the front door shut and the car starting.

As I sat at the kitchen table, I thought back to what mom had said in our session in the bathroom. It had been a real turn on for me, seeing her completely nude for the first time. And she had let me play with her wonderful butt for a few moments! Fuck! But she had also sussed out my desires towards her body.

I felt a little like I had been caught thinking something I shouldn’t have. But I just couldn’t help my sexual urges! I was a red bloodied male at 18 and seeing her nude body was just a complete turn on for me! The fact that it was my mom ... well that just seemed to make it a little more exciting for some reason. Maybe it was the closeness and trust of the relationship.

I wondered what she would do now, and if she would become more strict. But she had also said something about increasing the frequency of our sessions to see just how much I could cum. It was confusing, and felt a slight headache come on as I thought about it. I decided it wasn’t worth getting a headache over. There was no point, and I guess I’d find out soon anyway what she was going to do about our sessions when she got back home.

The ache in my balls had eased a bit as I’d cum twice that morning, but I knew it would start up again in an hour or two and I’d be ready to cum with mom, hopefully, still helping. My dick stirred a bit at the thought.

The next few hours seem to fly by. I did a bit of tidying up in the kitchen and living room as mom had asked, as I thought it best to get her in a good mood for when she came back. Then I ordered a nice large pizza and a bottle of coke, all to myself.

After eating, I watched TV. A couple of friends phoned whilst I was watching, and we chatted about this and that. They had no idea what was happening between me and mom at home, and it was going to stay that way.

At around 3pm, I heard mom’s car pull into the driveway. I didn’t fancy going out in my gown to help her with the bags (and she probably wouldn’t want the neighbours to see me like that), so I just opened the front door and picked them up to take into the kitchen, as she placed them inside our porch.

They looked mostly like groceries, but there were a few other nicer looking bags, which I didn’t see into, which looked like mom had gone downtown to the main shopping mall to buy something.

Mom came in and closed the door. She had a serious look on her, but looked pleased when she saw I had tidied the place up a bit.

“You’ve done some housework I see, Jacob,”

She said, looking at me up and down in my gown like she had done earlier in the morning.

“Yea, mom, it’s the least I can do right now, as you’ve been ... er ... helping me ... you know.”

Mom looked away from me and got on with sorting out the groceries and her other bags.

“I’m going to make myself something to eat,” she said, all serious again.

“Do you want anything?”

“No,” I replied.

“I ordered pizza while you were out.”

“Well, go and do something for a while and I’ll give you a call when I’m ready for our little chat I mentioned we’d have.”

“Ok, mom,”

I said a little nervously, and went off to my room.

I decided to read a book to take my mind off things. After about an hour, I heard mom call me.

I went downstairs and found she was at the kitchen table.

“Sit down” she said.

I pulled up a chair next to her at the table and sat down.

My eyes wandered to her boobs momentarily as they stuck out of her tight fitting sweater, and then back to her face. I think she noticed.

“Jacob, I had a good think whilst I was out today,” she started.

“Although I had initially agreed to give you some stimulation to help you to cum for medical reasons, it seems that seeing my body has raised some sexual urges in you.”

She paused for a moment.

“Now, thinking it over,” she continued.

“I realize it’s only natural for you to react like that, seeing a woman’s body in real life for the first time, even if it’s the body of your mother. If we hadn’t had to go through this routine as Dr. Taylor had suggested, I’m sure you would not have developed such urges towards me, as I am your mother.”

I nodded in agreement, going along with what she had said. It sounded good so far, and better than I’d expected. And I wasn’t stupid enough to say I had lusted after her body for some years. Not at this point, anyway.

“So,” she continued.

“I’ve decided that I am prepared to continue giving you the stimulation you need.”

“Thanks, mom,”

I said, smiling at her, and feeling slightly relieved.

“However,” she continued.

“From our session this morning, I can see that you do need to work out some of these urges, and it may be of some benefit to include in our sessions some extra activities which will help you to cum.”

She paused again, letting what she had said sink in.

I was still not sure what she meant.

“I think in order to be able to give Dr Taylor as much information as possible, we need to try to make you cum as much as we can, just to see where your limit is.”

“So far we’ve stopped our sessions when you are comfortable, rather than seeing how many times you can actually cum. And also it’s been a bit awkward during the week, as I’m at work and you’re at college.”

I looked at her still confused.

“So, what do you mean mom?”

I said a little hesitatingly.

“What I mean, is that, in order to stimulate you and help you cum as often as possible, over this weekend, I am going to give you constant visual stimulation.”

I gulped.

“Er ... ok,”

I said, again not really sure what she meant.

“Which means that I am going to wear clothes and other garments appropriate to do that. I went to some lingerie shops today and bought a few items that may help with our sessions.”