Mom's Touch But Don't Look Policy:>Ep6

I turned on the movie. Almost immediately, I felt Mom's warm palm touch my bare leg. There was no pretense this time. She went straight for my shorts and pulled them down. Then she grabbed my hard cock.

"Mom," I said.

"What dear?" Mom asked.

"You're doing it," I said, "Again."

"Are you sure?" Mom asked, a mirror of the night before.

"Pretty sure," I said.

"Really," Mom said. She pulled her hands out so I could see them. Her wedding ring glinted in the basement lights. "You're super sure about that? Because I want to make certain we understand each other. This thing you say is happening, does it feel good?"

I had to concede that it did. It felt amazing.

"Good," Mom said, "But here's the thing. If I was doing what you say, that would be wrong. Moms aren't supposed to do those kinds of things with their sons. So, I would have to stop.

"But if you don't know what I'm doing. If neither of us is certain, then who's to say what's going on? It might be nothing at all. And that amazing thing you like so much can keep happening."

My mother smiled at me, a little twinkle in her bright blue eyes. Did I tell you my mom was beautiful? She was fricking gorgeous.

"If it's under the blanket," I said, "Then it's OK."

Mom tilted her head slightly, like she hoped it would help me think harder.

"Because this thing that I'm feeling could be anything," I said, "I'd have to look to be sure."

"You would," Mom said.

don't have the energy to do

hands back under the blanket. As soon as I pushed play on the movie, Mom grabbed my cock once again. "Oh, Mom,"

nothing is happening, we shouldn't be

of the hand that was tightly gripping

worked me up and down, languid. Unlike the previous day's urgency, my mother took her time, gradually teasing and building as we watched TV together. "You're not

actually feels really good," Mom muttered

out a little groan, doing my best to keep it under control as Mom had told me. I reached my peak a moment later,

for a moment?" Mom asked. "I seem

Mom smiled at me. She seemed so happy now that

up to go to

*

own bed this time, and got dressed for a run. Again, my mother was waiting for me. We went outside and started to jog through the neighborhood. Spring was in full force, plants budding, the ground wet with morning dew. The streets, though, were strangely empty. Everyone was inside. It was weird. Like we'd stepped

black leggings and a blue tank top.

me quite the workout," Mom said between

kill me if I'm not in

Mom will just have

saying you're old, OK? You're young, your body is in fantastic

said. Both of us started to blush. Rather than respond, I

we got home, I showered in the hall bathroom while Mom cleaned up in the master. Then we both met up for breakfast. Mom had

was possible, but I think I'm done with raunchy comedies," Mom said, "At

me off every night till the end of the quarantine. It was silly of

start watching other stuff,"

I said, "That

me a little wink as she went

was already waiting for

Nights?" I asked, looking up

"Trust me," Mom said.

of us were clearly worked up by what was going on. Sure enough, Mom reached over and put her hand on my

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