Chapter 2

When Tom returned home, Mary greeted him with a warm smile.

“How was your day, dear?” she asked sweetly.

“It was good,” Tom replied, walking over to the couch and plopping down onto it. “I went to Lisa’s house to do some homework together, but only Mrs. Johnson was there.”

Mary’s ears perked up at the sound of the name. “And how was Mrs. Johnson?” she asked, settling down next to Tom on the couch.

Tom hesitated for a moment before answering, “Actually, she was really kind. She offered me a snack and even helped me with some of my homework.”

Mary’s heart swelled with pride at the thought of someone else being kind to her son. “That’s wonderful, dear,” she said, placing a hand on Tom’s shoulder. “Did something happen else with Mrs. Johnson, Tom?” she asked, noticing Tom’s strange expression.

Tom hesitated, unsure of how to tell his mother about what had happened. Finally, he took a deep breath and spoke softly. “She ... um ... helped me concentrate on my homework,” he said slowly.

Mary’s forehead creased in confusion. “What do you mean?” she asked gently.

Tom bit his lip nervously before blurting out, “She gave me a blowjob to help me focus.”

Mary’s eyes widened in surprise. Then, she smiled and rubbed Tom’s shoulders lovingly. “Oh, my dear, you’re growing up so fast,” she said, her voice full of maternal affection. “I’m so happy that you’re enjoying yourself. Mrs. Johnson is a lovely woman, and I’m sure she was happy to help you focus on your schoolwork.”

Tom was taken aback by his mother’s nonchalant attitude. He had never talked to her about sex before, and he didn’t know how to react to her encouragement.

“But Mom ... she’s the mother of my classmate and a married woman,” Tom protested, feeling uneasy.

Mary put a finger to her lips, silencing Tom’s objections. “Tom, dear, you don’t need to worry about those things,” she said in a soothing voice. “Mrs. Johnson knows what she’s doing, and I admire her for taking care of you in such a way.”

Tom couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His own mother was encouraging him to sleep with an older, married woman. He felt confused and conflicted, but he couldn’t help the way his body reacted to Mary’s words. He couldn’t help but stare at her breasts and hips as she spoke, feeling a rush of desire wash over him.

Mary noticed Tom’s gaze and smiled. “It’s okay, dear. You can look if you want to,” she said, leaning forward and exposing her ample bosom to him. Tom’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of her large, full breasts. Mary’s nipples were poking through the fabric of her bra, and Tom couldn’t take his eyes off of them.

“They’re beautiful, aren’t they?” Mary asked in a husky voice.

Tom nodded silently, unable to speak as he stared at Mary’s breasts. He couldn’t believe that his own mother was encouraging him to objectify her body in such a way, but he couldn’t help the intense rush of desire that was coursing through him. He felt like he was in a dream, and that nothing made sense anymore.

Mary noticed Tom’s silence and reached out to stroke his hair lovingly. “It’s okay, dear,” she said softly. “You can touch me if you want. I’m here for you, and I want to make you feel loved and cared for.”

Tom hesitated for a moment before reaching out to tentatively touch Mary’s breasts. She let out a contented sigh as he fondled them, closing her eyes in pleasure. “That’s it, dear,” she murmured. “Touch me however you like. You’re my little boy, and I love taking care of you.”

Tom’s eyes widened as he felt Mary’s nipples harden under his touch. He couldn’t believe what was happening, but he didn’t want it to stop either. He started to grope at Mary’s breasts more aggressively, squeezing them roughly and feeling his own arousal growing.

“That’s it, dear, squeeze them harder,” she encouraged him calmly.

Tom’s hands trembled with excitement as he obeyed Mary’s command, squeezing her breasts as hard as he could. He could feel a burning desire in his loins, and his heart was pounding with excitement. Mary’s breasts were so full and firm, and her nipples were like hard little bullets that seemed to beg for attention.

Mary moaned softly as Tom continued to fondle her breasts, reveling in the feeling of his hands against her skin. She knew that what she was doing was inappropriate and wrong, but she couldn’t help herself. The overwhelming love she felt for Tom overrode all other desires and needs.

“Would you like to see me undressed, Tom?” Mary asked, her voice low and filled with maternal love.

Tom swallowed hard, his eyes fixed on Mary’s breasts. He nodded slowly, unable to speak.

Mary smiled warmly and stood up from the couch. She quickly removed her blouse, then reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Tom gasped as he saw her large breasts exposed to him for the first time. Her nipples were hard and puckered, pointing directly at him.

“Would you like me to show you how to have sex, Tom?” Mary asked, her voice low and motherly. “It’s important for you to know how to pleasure a woman, so that you can be a good lover when the time comes.”

Tom’s eyes widened at the offer, his heart racing with anticipation. “Yes,” he whispered hoarsely.

Mary smiled and stepped closer to him, reaching down to stroke his hair. “Good boy,” she murmured. “Now, I want you to touch me however you like. Don’t be afraid or shy- explore my body and learn how to make me feel good.”

Tom obediently reached out with trembling hands and placed them on Mary’s breasts again. He squeezed them, enjoying the weight and fullness of them in his palms. Mary sighed contentedly as he groped her, her eyes closed in peaceful pleasure.

“I can feel how much you love me,” Mary said in a soft voice, her eyes still closed. “It’s important for a man to know how to love a woman, Tom. And I’m glad that I can teach you.”

Tom felt a rush of pride at these words, and his hands roamed over Mary’s body with renewed confidence. He trailed his fingers down her stomach to the waistband of her jeans, and then slid his hands over her hips and squeezed her firm ass cheeks through the denim.

Mary let Tom continue to explore her body, her eyes closed in quiet satisfaction. She felt a deep, burning desire to care for him, to show him the depths of her love and devotion. She didn’t care about anything else in the world except for Tom’s happiness and well-being. Nothing else mattered.

“That’s it, dear,” Mary murmured as Tom squeezed her ass cheeks. “You’re such a good boy, so strong and handsome.” She leaned in closer to him, pressing her body against his. Her breasts were crushed against his chest, her hard nipples rubbing against him.

Finally, Mary smiled and led Tom to her bedroom, eager to show him more of her motherly love. As they entered the room, she reached down and unbuttoned her jeans, slowly sliding them down her hips and exposing her svelte legs. Then, she removed her panties, leaving herself completely naked in front of Tom.

“Come, Tom,” she said softly, gesturing to the large bed in the middle of the room. “Lie down with me, and I will show you how to please a woman.”

Tom obediently followed her lead and crawled onto the bed. He couldn’t take his eyes off her beautiful naked body. Her hips were wide and feminine, with a shapely ass that invited his touch.