Chapter 1

I never planned on getting anything going with my mom, it was just one of those things.

It all started one day when I went to visit her.

Pops dropped off the twig from drinking too much. He seemed to think alcohol was good for you after all, look how much the French drink.

The weather was cold and blustery for

November when I dropped in and mom was quite pleased, "Come sit in the parlor, want some coffee?"

"Sure milk and one sugar, any doughnuts?"

"With that belly, your asking for doughnuts?"

"Just hungry I guess.

"Well, I will set another plate for supper."

So mom goes back into the kitchen to make me a cup and I see her half-glasses and beaded eyeglass chain. So I look through her glasses to see if they need a clean up, not bad a few smudges and with the corner of my red flannel shirt I had her glasses spotless.

Having a thing for ladies glasses I draped the chain of beads over the back of my neck and had her half-glasses partway down my nose as I checked the print in a Danielle Steel novel.

Mom came in with a tray of coffee and Vanilla wafers and giggled.

"You look funny wearing my half-glasses with beads." She said.

"Oh, I made these for ya, just wanted to see if they are working."

"I did not mean to hurt your feelings John."

She said with a sort of pout to her lips.

"You did not hurt my feelings, how is the novel?"

"Just so-so it started out hot and juicy but that is wavering off now. It is dull and I don't know if I want to finish it. Becky my neighbor lent it to me so I am not out anything.

"Any juicy sex in it?"

"Some here and there but you have a lot of pages where it gets as boring as learning the

Mass. wiring code."

"Mom, if you get into using the computer, there are websites with thousands of stories.

I mean HOT juicy stories from one page to nine pages. Categories range from cross dressing; domination; fetish; incest; mature and who knows how many other categories."

"You sound as though you read a lot.

Are you staying for supper?"

"Of course I am staying for supper and thanks very much. If you want I will show you how to use the computer."

My sister Ellen gave mom a nice laptop, hooked up and everything as part of the cable t.v. service.

My mom is a pretty good looking woman who is not interested in looking as she had been married to the same man for fifty years and then some.

She is about five foot seven a bit heavy with sumptuous bosoms. I would say about a forty two D. Brown curly hair;green eyes and a pleasant personality. She loves to wear skirts and blouses.

Today she was wearing a plaid skirt and a beige blouse with ruffles and a pair of two inch chopped black patent heels. The way she walked from one room to another with her heels click clacking on the hardwood floors was somehow teasing me.

We had a nice supper of meatloaf, mashed and gingered carrots as well as a nice salad.

For desert coffee and vanilla wafers.

The time was getting late and I was tired so I kissed mom, told her I loved her and split.

One month later.

I was back in the area and wanted to drop in.

I had been quite busy and although mom called once a week. She did not tell me she got on the internet and checked out a few websites for sexy stories.

Mom gave me a cozy hug at the door.

"John, so nice to see you. What a nice surprise!."

"Well mom, always nice to see you too."

"Come in the kitchen as I am baking, would you like some coffee?"

"Yes thanks, and what is this?"

"Surprise, I did it! I got on the internet and I love the SOL site. So nice to read a frigging hot wet story of a woman turned on by her own heels."

You could've knocked me over with her high heel, it was so funny to hear mom talk like this.

I always thought mom a bit prudish. She seemed so straight laced to me. Never missed church.

If I was surprised then I had to be even more surprised as the afternoon and evening wore on.

"So John, thank you so much for telling me about

Stories On Line. Nice hot sexy stories. One was called "Caught" where a granny took her grandson as her lover. He was into music, piano as you are and he had a thing about his Granny's half-glasses and half-moons whatever the hell those are."

"Damn, I am saying, does she know I wrote that story?"

"John, I did not know what half-moons were till I read

"Knobs, tubes and half-moons." Where an electrician went to a woman's house with ancient wiring and she wore bifocals with the half-moons for reading and the electrician was so turned on by seeing her with that type of glasses he had a hard on, they did it in her living room!"

"That was such a freakin' hot story I had to get my dildo out!"