Chapter 6: The Wedding Night

After dinner, Roy helped me to our room. He had a mischievous grin on his face the whole way.

I had had the best day of my life.

Roy had made it perfect. All day long he thought of nothing but me. We could get divorced when we got home. It was a mistake and I was sure that I could convince the authorities to see it that way.

I sat on the bed and Roy sat on the chair facing me.

“Mom, I just...”

“No, Roy. It is ok. You didn’t create this, we did, and we will get through it. However, Roy, there is something I have to tell you...”

Roy looked at me as if I was going to scold him. But instead, I got up off the bed, went to him, sat in his lap and kissed him. I kissed him with a closed mouth, but I held my lips to his until it started to feel like I wanted more. Then I backed off and said, “Thank you, Roy, thank you for what has to have been the best day of my life. Thank you for everything. For the flowers, for the broach, the necklaces and, mostly, the hanky. You had to put a lot of time and thought into today, and I love you for it. Thank you, it has been the best day of my life.”

Roy looked at me, and his eyes started to shine. “Mom, I wanted to give you something special. you deserve it and more. You have always been my mom and my friend, not to mention my role model. You are the person I look to when I need direction. I don’t know what I would be if you weren’t there for me. I wanted to be there for you. I am glad I was able to give you a great day. I love you mom ... Anna.” Then he smiled.

What could I do? I kissed him again, and held him with all I had.

“Anna, I am going to grab a shower. From there I think I am going to hit the hay”, he smiled at me.

I smiled back and told him, “Sounds good, Roy. I will follow you.”

The shower in the stateroom was small and you had to strip before you could get into it. As Roy stripped, I looked at him in a different light. “Dammit he is a good-looking sexy young man”, I thought.

After he got into the shower, I stripped down all the way and waited for him to emerge. As he came out naked himself, I tried not to notice his large cock hanging down. He took one look at my naked body and his cock jumped up and almost slapped his belly. I had to cover the smile I had on my face, as I knew that I had caused his erection. I kept looking down and, after he walked out of the shower, I got in, then I let my smile and excitement go.

I showered quickly and, just like Roy, I got out before drying myself. There just wasn’t enough room in the shower to do it. I watched Roy as he desperately tried not to stare at my nakedness. I got dressed more slowly than usual, but tried not to look like I was taking my time. I turned around, hoping that he would stare at my ass and legs.

I put on a flannel night gown, which was the only nightwear that I had brought, not thinking that I would need anything else. I was sleeping with my son, after all, and the wedding was supposed to be fake.

Roy had his boxers on pretending to watch television, but I could tell that he kept sneaking glances at me. I finally made it to bed, rolled over and kissed him one more time.

“Good night Roy”, I said.

“Good night ... ahh ... Anna...”, he returned.

I tried to fall asleep. It had been a wonderful day, full of great things, and I loved it. Tomorrow the ship would dock in Cozumel, Mexico and I looked forward to finding something special for Roy. I listened to him breathe and, as I did, I noticed his breathing change and I knew he was asleep.

Just as I started to doze off, he rolled over and I could feel his hard member softly pressed against my ass. He had his arm under my neck and his hand gently cupped my left breast. I suddenly felt wetness and thrills from my pussy as I realized how erotic this was to me. I didn’t want to admit it to myself, but I really wanted him.

I could feel him slowly moving his cock against me, and then it slipped between my ass cheeks. I squeezed them together and felt his response, as he ground his cock into my crack with a small moan.

“Roy?” I whispered. In his sleep, he continued to grind into me. “Roy?” I whispered again. I felt him gently pulling me to him, and I let out an unexpectedly large moan. Instantly, I felt him stop. “Dammit,” I thought to myself. I wanted him to take me. I wanted him to rip off my nightgown and panties and take what was now his. As I thought all this, he softly answered me, “Mom, I am sorry, I was asleep.”

“My name to you is Anna, Roy. Do not call me anything but Anna in our bed. I am your wife in our bed, only your wife.” I said it quietly, hopefully, and nervously. I held very still hoping he would continue. He would have to make his choice; I had already made my choice. Now Roy had to decide if he wanted me to be his lover, as well as his mother.