Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Mom's Touch But Don't Look Policy:>Ep9

Mom slept for a while. I heard the sound of water turning on and realized she'd gotten herself into the shower, somehow. Much as I was sad to miss out on shower time with Mom, I was glad she got in there. She was starting to smell a little ripe.

Around dinner time, I put together a quick, easy meal. I brought it up to Mom in her bed. I took the other side and we sat and ate.

"This is really good," Mom said.

"It's just pasta," I said, "I guess I learned from the best." "Clearly," Mom said.

When we were done, I cleared the plates then came back. Mom's ankle was a little swollen but there wasn't any bruising. Based on my hardcore, Internet-derived medical education, I felt pretty sure she hadn't broken or torn anything. Once again, I decided to take a chance. "Do you want me to help you into pajamas?" I asked.

Mom shook her head at me. "I'll be fine like this." Post shower, she'd changed into a surprisingly racy outfit (for her): a pair of long shorts and a yellow tank top.

"OK," I said, "I'll see you in the morning."

"Hey Jay?" Mom called to me as I got to the door.

"What's up?"

"I'm, um, sorry that we aren't able to do our movie night," Mom said, "I know you've come to enjoy it."

"I think you're getting pleasure from it as well," I said.

"Oh, for sure," Mom said, "I love watching shows with my handsome son. But since there's no TV in here, I guess we'll have to wait until I can move around better." "We can set up in here," I said, "I'll grab my iPad and we can watch in your bed."

"That would be lovely," Mom said, the excitement leaking into her voice, "I'd hate to break our tradition."

the comforter, so the covers were up to about her waist, and I did the same on the other side. On my father's side. Suddenly I became very aware of what I was doing and where I

side. She rested her

in retrospect, but in the moment, I wanted to be sure that Mom, in her injured state, wasn't actually interested in just watching TV.

man. This show is really good," I said, as her

"Mmhm," Mom said, absently.

I said, "What it must

between Mom's legs. She let out a little gasp as I

said, "That is, um, prep

back so it was lightly stroking the material of Mom's underwear.

"Exactly," Mom said.

about being in my parents' bed, touching Mom in her

working," Mom said, after I'd spent some time teasing at

nodded. I found her clit with my fingers. She was particularly slippery that night and I

that she was trying to keep from showing anything at all only increased

that's a nice... flower arrangement. Very nice." Her embarrassment at her exclamation was almost

her secret tricks, stroking and twisting to get me to react. I decided to mess with her a little more. What can I say? I'm still a

intimate point where I knew Mom's orgasm so well, that I recognized all the signs. I could

think I'm going to turn in," I

"What?!"

a long day and I'm

covers. She'd never acknowledged what we were doing more

asked, her

what was going on. In fact, I knew