Chapter 1

It was going to be a long drive and we would have to stop overnight. I wondered what sleeping arrangements for tonight were going to be; and what our new life would be like.

Let me explain why this journey was necessary.

My devoted father died in an accident over a year ago. My mother and I were distraught at the loss. The three of us were very close. Dad brought us to the small town because of a job offer. In small towns people are generally very nice and hospitable but it takes a while to become close to people, so we stayed to ourselves; apart from Dad meeting work mates, Mum meeting at the shops etc and me going to school. So when Dad died we did not even try. People did offer help but, well; it never happened.

Mum was nearly hysterical for the first few days and I cried a lot but then we mostly moped and tried not to show the other our pain. We went about our daily chores, I did my school work and we would read or watch TV. Mum thought maybe she should look for a job, but that is not easy in a small town. So as the weeks passed Mum and I spent time alone despite her sister Jo, who lived across the country pleading with her to come and share the big family home that was left by their parents. Jo had been divorced and was also alone.

As a young teenager my hormones were raging and Mum's new carelessness in dress around the house fueled the flames in my young loins. Many breakfasts were spent trying to hide my erection at the site of my beautiful mother's breasts inadequately covered by her gown. Watching TV together was also an erotic time. Long bare legs and fleshy thighs would show as Mum curled on the sofa. Sitting close spoilt the view, but the aroma of her body and hair and the plushness of her body up close would drive me mad. When memories of Dad came up we would hold each other in comfort, but this also became erotic for me and I was ashamed.

One night as I prepared for sleep, I heard whimpering from Mum's room so went to check her. There was my mother lying face down on her bed and sobbing into her pillow. I immediately lay down beside her and stroked her back and hair while I lay my head on her shoulder. When she settled I rose to leave, but Mum asked me if I would stay a while as she felt "so alone tonight." We both fell asleep.

At some stage perhaps early in the morning, one or both of us moved and I woke to find Mum on her back. Dad's pajama top that she was wearing had come undone and there up close beside me was one perfect exquisite creamy breast topped with a brown nipple that seemed to glow with the moonlight from the window.

The bedclothes were off and naked creamy thighs and legs that met at her panty covered pussy sent my heart racing and my cock straining through my shorts. I could not help stroking myself and a spurting orgasm came quickly. I stared in panic at what I had done when a maternal voice gave me a start. "Shh ... David. Go back to sleep we'll clean up in the morning".

In the morning I was embarrassed till Mum assured me that I was normal and she would have to be more careful around me. Another call from Jo that day made Mum very thoughtful.