Chapter 1

Entering my kitchen I immediately slip off my heels and discard my pencil skirt, then drinking a glass of chilled water, I shed my blouse. Then going to my room I pause at the open door, sensing someone’s presence!

Cautiously, I peer in. I’m shocked, for there lying on my bed, in only his vest is ... Ben!

At first I thought he looked in pain.

In one hand he held my panties while with the other he held a very large cock and he was masturbating!

I was stunned, stood there in bra and panties, my mind struggled with the facts; Ben was on my bed; holding my panties; masturbating over me! My pulse ran riot.

Then he saw me. His expression took on shock; and then resentment.

“Mother ... how could you ... spying on me ... like this?” he accused bitterly.

Maternal empathy drew me to him as I sat on the bed beside him to explain.

“Ben no, please! You mustn’t think I was spying!” I’ve just this moment come in and about to have a shower!

Stroking his head, I crooned, “Ben! I had no idea you were due home yet ... how could I darling?”

Suddenly calling him ‘darling’ seemed complicated, realising the light he now saw me in.

His eyes are searching my face for the truth; then widen as they focus on my white bra.

“Well ... maybe so,” he sulks... “but you’ve still made me look foolish appearing suddenly like you did...” he says putting a warm arm on my bare shoulder and murmuring, “ ... still, it is good to see you like this. So ... do I get a welcome home kiss, or not?”

His lips offer me a forgiving kiss. I offer mine and somehow Ben makes that kiss deeper than is decent. I pull away to break it, as I felt my cunt pulsing!

Suddenly I feel improperly dressed sat beside him, but Ben calmly lies back and closes his eyes, so I try to relax. I see his hand still held my panties; guiltily my gaze shifts to his naked torso; which is ... so manly!

He’s filled out so – broad and muscular – his skin toned. But most of all I’m in awe at his handsome endowment; which already easily outstrips his father’s cock! I’m so tempted to touch him; but no! God what is happening to me!

His balls too, they are big and heavy. He sure had grown some since he’d been away. But suddenly I realise Ben has seen me looking at him! I blush with embarrassment.

Ben smiled at me thinly and I meekly offer to get the kettle on for coffee; his hand suddenly held my wrist. Now Ben gave a soft smile; his tone more assertive,