Mom's Bikini
Copyright© 2019 by DDMarshall
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Sara Connelly wanted to reconnect with her son James. A two-week vacation in the islands sounded like a good way to spend time with her son. A bikini, a bartender, a handsome guest, and a woman and her teenage daughter make their vacation one they will never forget.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Fiction Incest Mother Son Masturbation Oral Sex
After my husband died, I could not conceive of another man taking his place. But here I am, seriously thinking about the possibility of having an affair. James seemed to be encouraging me, which made it easier to consider. I’d been wearing the bikini for a couple of days and was more comfortable with the admiring looks I was getting. I was tanning up quite nicely. I was secretly delighted that I was getting those looks. I would smile back if the men were around my age and fairly good-looking. Unfortunately, their wives or girlfriends quickly made themselves known by putting an arm around them and glaring at me. I was loving every minute of it.
James and I had settled in by the pool when the waitress approached us with a margarita and beer on her tray. I was surprised because we had not ordered anything.
The waitress handed James a beer, “Complements of Rodrigo, the bartender.”
She handed me a Margarita as she spoke softly to me, “I want to warn you, Mrs. Connelly, that Rodrigo finds you quite attractive, and now that he knows Mr. Connelly is your son and not your boyfriend, he is quite interested in you. Please don’t tell him I told you this. But if you are interested, I hear he is a very good lover and well-endowed.
I handed the waitress a twenty-dollar tip. “Thank you for the drinks and the information, dear.”
The waitress continued, “He is a good boy. I have only seen him take an interest in a guest once before, and I have worked here for three years.” The waitress excused herself and went about her business of taking orders from the other guests.
I turned to my son, “My goodness James did you hear what she said?”
I could tell James was amused, “It must be that bikini, Mom. I told you. You’re the hottest babe on the beach.”
“Cut it out, James. This is serious. What do you think I should do? I know I said I might be open to a little male companionship. My God, he can’t be much older than twenty-five, if that. What could have gotten him interested in me, for goodness sake?”
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