Chapter 3

I reluctantly climbed to my feet and, after wiping the cum off of myself, climbed back into my underpants and shorts and grabbed the roll of wire off the truck. It was only a short stretch of fence and we were able to quickly string the wires and tighten them with the wire strainer. Another hour's work finished the job and we set off for home where Mum went to fix some lunch while I returned the tools and gear to the shed.

I returned to the kitchen and sat at the table and ogled Mum's behind as she bustled round fixing a snack. The tight shorts showed the outline of her panties and even though I had seen her bare-arsed I still found the sight inspiring. A couple of times she turned and caught me watching but she did not say anything only blushed a little.

After a couple of sandwiches and coffee I wiped the dishes for Mum and then said I was going up for a lie down before I completed the regular chores. I sort of hoped that Mum might join me for a while but I dozed off alone and disappointed.

When I awoke it was late afternoon and I had to hurry to get Wendy's and my own work done before dark. I returned inside to find tea ready and Mum changed into a dress. While we were having our meal Mum advised me that she was going out for the evening.

"I'm going over to Pat and John's for the evening," she said, "I thought you might like to drop me off and go into town to the movies and pick me up afterwards."

"That sounds like a great idea, I'll finish here and grab a quick shower."

I gobbled down the rest of my meal and hurried upstairs to shower and change.

It was about a half hour drive to Pat and Johns and a further 10 minutes to town. I went to some movie or other and, afterwards, to the local milk-bar for a snack where I met a couple of my mates from school. We shot the breeze for a while and then I set off to collect Mum.

It was pretty late by the time I arrived and she must have been eager to go, as I didn't even have to toot because she heard me arrive. Some quick goodnights and we set off for home. It was a cool night and Mum was sitting close, I think in an endeavour to warm up a little. After driving for a while I got brave and lifted my free arm onto the back of the seat and after a short time I lowered it around her shoulders. I expected to be rejected and to ordered to remove my arm but Mum didn't say a word.

After a while I summoned more nerve and slowly let my hand slide down and rest on the top part off her breast. Still no telling off! I let my hand progress on down and work its way under the top of her dress and further down her breast. By now Mum was pressed closely to my side and resting her head on my shoulder and she seemed to be enjoying me pinching and pulling on her nipple which was growing larger and harder. Hardly a word had been spoken since we left and she seemed content just to sit quietly and enjoy the contact and closeness.

All too soon home came into view and we pulled up at the door. I made no effort to let go of Mum and she seemed to be in no hurry to go inside.

"You really are wicked, Son," she said, " And I'm ashamed to admit I'm finding it arousing, even though I know that I shouldn't be letting you do that. If anyone ever finds out, my marriage will be over and that will probably be the least of my worries."

"Well if you don't tell anyone I certainly won't," I promised, "And I don't see how anyone can find out any other way."

"It's still not right!" Mum said.

I was frightened that she would talk herself out of letting me continue and I was really starting to feel comfortable with her breast cupped in my hand. I reached around and pulled her face up to mine with my other hand on the back of her head.

I kissed her eyes and then the tip of her nose and finally pressed my lips to hers. She still did not object and I pulled away a little and started to lick her face. She really seemed to love this and seemed to purr a little like a cat. After a little, she sort of shook herself and pulled away from my embrace and said

"I guess we had better go in a get some sleep. We've got tomorrows chores to think about and Dad will be home later tomorrow, even if Wendy won't."

To my disappointment she opened the door and climbed out and went inside.

"You want a hot drink?" she asked and when I refused, she went on "I don't think I'll bother either. Goodnight. See you in the morning" and went off to her room closing the door emphatically behind her.

I was heart-broken. I'm not sure what I expected but certainly not this, especially after I'd fondled her tit all the way home. I decided to go off to bed myself and maybe rub my own dick. I crawled nude into bed and reached down and grasping my penis firmly I began to rub away.

I guess I must have been more tired than I thought because the next thing I was aware of, was my bedroom light glaring brightly in my eyes. I had gone to sleep with the light on and without even finishing masturbating. My penis was rock hard and needed relief. Without considering the consequences I got up and crept down the hall to mothers room where I pressed my ear to the door. I could hear quiet snoring and decided that Mum was sleeping soundly. I gently opened the door and crept over to her bed and round to Dads side where I lifted the duvet and slid in beside Mum. I never even thought about what I was doing, I just acted - I guess when your dicks erect your brain sort of disengages - well my one did anyway.

After a short pause I slowly slid over and moved up against Mum's back. My cock again pressed against her bum cheeks but this time it was through her nightie and I slowly slid my arm up and over her to fondle her breast. I was in heaven and was quite happy to just lie there quietly and enjoy our closeness, however, Mum decided, in her sleep, to turn onto her other side and this action caused her to bump up against me and to wake up. Oh! Oh!