Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Unexpected Side Effects: 2

She sat with her knees pulled up to her chest, her arms trapped between them. Feeling a vibration in the couch, Stan glanced toward her. Is she rubbing herself again? He was certain she was doing that with her elbow. She was focussed on the TV, but there was a strange look on her face. Stan thought she looked frightened, lonely.

"Are you alright, Mom?"

She jerked her head toward him as though she had forgotten he was in the room, and his words startled her. She sat up straight, lowering her feet to the floor, putting her hands on her thighs. "Yes. What do you mean?" Her words sounded strong, but her face was flushed. Stan knew she was embarrassed.

His concern overrode his own bashfulness, and he said, "Well, to tell the truth, that's not the first time I've seen you rubbing yourself down there. Are you itchy or something?" He did feel justified since she had commented a time or two when he had been giving himself a little attention when his junk needed scratching or was in an uncomfortable position.

She blossomed a darker shade of red and turned away from him. "I don't know what you mean." Then she paused a moment, staring at something on the far wall before turning back to him. Her face softened. "I don't know what's wrong with me." Tears welled in her eyes and her jaw quivered. Her next words came in a rush as though she was afraid if she didn't blurt them, they'd stick and never come out. "These past few days, I've found myself needing to rub against things." Her eyes grew wide, and her mouth pulled into an 'O' as though she'd shocked herself by speaking. "I can't talk about this with my son."

"Why not Mom. We've always been open with each other."

"But this is different. It's," again she paused, her eyes flicking here and there, then back at him, "you know." She glanced down, then up. "The sex thing." She hissed the words.

"We talk about sex all the time."

"But not like this."

"Because its you? Mom, if you're feeing horny. Its no big deal."

words as though he'd struck her. Is she this embarrassed to talk

before continuing. "It's never

toward her. "How

A few days, I

do with your new medication? You've been taking that these past few days. Right?" "Do you think

read it somewhere." He considered his next words before giving them voice. "Why don't you just go rub one out? That's what I'd do." They

I haven't tried that? Just

He wasn't finding this funny so much as he was feeling good about her being in the position he had been before. "Look, Mom. Maybe you need to find a boyfriend. Someone to

for that. I don't have the energy

a f..." He stopped himself before saying fuck. He was twenty, but still didn't swear in front of

head snapped toward him. Stan was shocked. It was the first time he ever heard her use

how about..." Again, Stan paused, weighing the wisdom of saying what he was thinking.

batteries out." She

now that she was sharing a part of

but was uncertain if she should. In a small voice, she continued. "Maybe

idea was preposterous, but he had to find out

help, be enough." Then she stood up. "What am I saying? Of course not." She rushed

so terrible." He'd only had a few moments to consider her proposal, but masturbating his mom, as she'd suggested, didn't

almost in the hallway. "You