Chapter 3: My Mother Becomes My Lover

Our cuddles were warmer, no more TV watching, just laying together in that special hour before bed. She knew, yes she had to know. I know she didn't want to go down this path, I think she had been resisting stepping on it for a long time and here I was slowly holding her hand and leading her along it and she couldn't resist it any longer but was still not making any moves herself. Evening after evening we sat there touching each others breasts, stroking our fingers in each others hair, kissing each others faces. All the things we had done and accepted we could do, but no more. And yet we both wanted to, but she waited for me to lead her a little way further down the path.

Then one evening I was ready to take another step. After laying there with my nightie open feeling her gently moulding my boobs and exciting my nipples, I whispered how wet this was making me, was always making me. She whispered back that it had the same affect on her. I opened my legs a little and she looked between them seeing the wetness on my pink panties. I took her hand and placed it to the dampness and moved her fingers up and down knowing she was feeling my labia. She moved my bottom off her lap and drew one of my hands under her night dress, up the inside of her thighs, parting her legs all the time. "Feel my wetness too baby" she said and my fingers were exploring her pussy lips through the wet material.

The next step on the path had been taken and we explored each others secret parts. The next evening we both had the same idea of leaving off our underwear and our fingers sought out the parts we knew we would find. The barrier to our genital area had been lifted and we moved our hands in each others vulva and vaginas, stimulated each others clits till we shuddered in our orgasmic delights, our lips kissing passionately now, tongues exploring, twining until our bodies calmed down from the heights and we just lay together hands resting on the others pussy.

There could be no going back now. We were lovers. I didn't know whether I would go to her bed tonight, or she mine, but it didn't matter as I knew we would probably share a bed from now on. I was wrong though. She led me up to my own bedroom, holding hands, but after kissing me on my lips she said goodnight and went to her own room, leaving me a little confused.

In the morning she got me up for school as usual, gave me my breakfast and stood facing away from me at the sink, gazing out of the window. I took my empty dish to her and I could see tears on her face. I put my arm round her and asked why she was crying.

"I'm so sorry my love," she whispered "it was so wrong of me what we did last night, I'm a terrible mother."

"Don't be silly Mum, it was beautiful and was what I wanted to happen. You're the best Mum in the world and a very special friend now too."

"It's all wrong though, baby, and I'm sure quite illegal as well as immoral. If anyone finds out I'd probably go to jail, or at least you'd be taken into care. We have to forget what happened."

Now it was me that was crying. "Mum, you know we can't forget it. No-one will ever know I promise but we are lovers and I love you more than ever." I pulled her close and kissed her passionately and she relaxed in my arms and returned the kiss. After a minute or so she pulled apart and we looked deep into each others eyes, with unmistakable love.

"You little minx," she said smiling, "you are going to make yourself wet if you're not careful." I told her it was too late and we both laughed. She handed me some tissues and we both dried ourselves. "You'd better put a panty liner in, and I'll have to do the same! Let's talk about it tonight,"

I could think about nothing else all day and it was terribly hard to concentrate on my homework. In the evening we had a long chat and I learned lots of new things about my Mum. She had always suspected she was only attracted to girls but pretended to her mates that she was into boys. That how she ended up with those mates in the lobby of a hotel where the pop group was staying. The group's entourage noticed them and they were invited up to meet the band. When the lads came onto them she was scared to be the one to back away and ended up losing her virginity to the lead singer. The baby followed and the singer was her first and last male lover.