**Too long a story. Had to break this one in half!**
Exhausted, dirty and dripping with sweat, Jeffery Edwards came shambling back into the house that morning.
Summer had descended and temperatures were on the rise outside, meaning the sensible people were sticking to the comforts of air conditioning. Jeff would have loved it if he could do that too, but he had been assigned the chore of keeping the lawn mowed and so he had no choice. It was work best done early to avoid as much of the heat as possible, but it still left him overheated by the time he finished his work.
Sitting at the kitchen table where she had been dealing with the bills, Donna looked up at her disheveled son with some sympathy.
“All finished?”
Breathing hard, he could only answer with a weary nod, wiping his brow.
“Thank you, honey. You can go and get cleaned up in a moment. For the time being, why don’t you go and sit down for a little while, okay? It’ll give you a chance to cool down and catch your breath. I’ll bring you a glass of ice water in just a moment when I get done paying the bills.”
“Thanks,” he murmured gratefully, turning to make his way into the living room in search of somewhere to sit where he wouldn’t get anything dirty.
When she came into the room a couple of moments later to deliver that cold glass of water, her son looked up and saw something that would change how he looked at his mother for the rest of his life.
Mrs. Edwards just happened to be wearing a simple sun dress that morning and she’d had the misfortune of walking in front of a window. The bright sunlight streaming in lit her up brilliantly and, without her even realizing it, turned her dress almost transparent, revealing that the only thing she was wearing underneath that dress was her birthday suit.
Jeff was absolutely dumbstruck and the young man just stared at his mother for the longest time, his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open. The woman might as well have been nude as he could clearly see a set of breasts that it seemed to him where the perfect size and shape for her somewhat chubby figure. He could even see the large, dark, oblong nipples that peaked each of those tits. Down below, he could also see the triangle of neatly trimmed pubic hair at her crotch.
He had never thought of his mother as a woman before, never given so much as a moment’s consideration to what might lie beneath her clothes. Normal people just don’t think of their parents in that way, after all. It was a stunning blow to Jeff’s psyche then to suddenly be able to see so much of his own mother and to realize that she was just as beautiful on the outside as he had always known she was on the inside.
With an effort of will, he managed to drag his eyes away from her breasts to look at her face as if for the first time. A few wrinkles had snuck there way in, but they only seemed to enhance her attractiveness, not detract from it. She had a shoulder-length mane of auburn hair, he noticed, that had yet to show any hint of gray. Her eyes were a sparkling green, clear and warm and ever so easy to get lost in. Her lips were full and moist, curved into that incredible smile that seemed to be a permanent fixture on her face.
God, was she gorgeous!
He was helpless to keep his eyes from dipping then – the need to see more of that wonderful body overwhelming. He loved it because it was not a bit like the plastic, surgically sculpted, silicon enhanced bodies that were so popular in Hollywood and the porn industry these days.
It was . . . real.
Donna was a little surprised to see the expression that had suddenly appeared on the eighteen year old’s face and couldn’t imagine where it had come from. She looked down at herself curiously but clearly could not see what had so captured her only child’s attention.
“What?”
The question went unheard, the distracted teen helpless to do anything but stare.
Getting no answer from her boy, Donna just shook her head and muttered something good-naturedly about exasperating teenagers before turning away to return to her housework. As she did, she never would have guessed that her swaying bottom was flirting with her son.
It was a defining moment for Jeff and he would never again be able to think of his mother as anything but a beautiful, sexy woman.
Suddenly, he was very attentive to her and could not help but flatter her endlessly. Over the coming days, he was always quick to volunteer when she needed help with something, always made sure that he had plenty of time to listen to whatever she had to say, and kept leaping at any excuse to buy her flowers and gifts. It was pretty shameless flirting really, but he never went so far with it that it would became blatantly obvious that he was hitting on his own mother. No, if asked, he would produce a perfectly innocent explanation for everything he said or did.
In his youthful inexperience and naivete, Jeff was convinced that he was being very subtle about what he was doing, but how could any woman possibly not notice when she was suddenly being lavished with this much attention.
Donna was a middle-aged woman who was married to a man named Adam whom she loved dearly, but who didn’t seem as interested in her as he once had been. While there had certainly been other men along the way who had promised that she would be the center of their world, she found the very idea of having an affair not just risky but repugnant. She was determined to remain true to her spouse and to continue her gentle efforts to get him to pay her some more attention.
There was so little going on in the Edwards’ bedroom by this time in fact, that she had taken to sometimes going without her underwear every once in a great while just to remind herself of what it felt like to be sensual and daring. She enjoyed giving herself this occasional thrill, but considered it a very private matter and did her best to make sure that no one, not even her own husband, knew that she did it.
When Jeff suddenly became very focused on her, she never did make the connection with her lack of underthings that summer day. Indeed, she would have died of embarrassment had she known that she had been caught red-handed by her son.
Given the prolonged romantic drought she had been living in, it should come as no surprise that she got a unique pleasure in how much attention she was now being paid. It was something she could revel in without a shred of guilt, too. Had this been any other man, there would have been the worry that he was trying to undermine her marriage, to lure her into an affair, but it was okay when it was her own son.
Donna clung to his kindness and flattery like a drowning woman clinging to a line she had been thrown. She would do nothing at all to discourage him.
Things continued in this fashion for a couple of months, ever so slowly building in intensity. Soon, they were sharing intimate little touches and brief, chaste kisses. They never did anything which actually violated the incest taboo, preserving the fantasy that they were doing nothing wrong, but they were certainly seriously testing it’s limits.
Even so, neither of them could have ever imagined that things were about to come to a head at long last.
The spark was to be an invitation to the wedding of Adam’s little brother, Frank.
Not only was the whole family invited to the wedding, but Frank wanted his brother to be the best man! The ceremony would be held in Frank and Adam’s hometown which was a two hour drive away, but obviously there was no question about whether or not they would be going.
Since he would be serving in the wedding itself, Adam was asked to come a couple of days early so that he could help with the preparations, attend the rehearsal, go to the bachelor party and that sort of thing. Since that long a drive would be unpleasant to say the least, Adam and Donna decided to go even earlier than that, however. An extra day would give them a chance to find themselves a nice hotel to stay at and to relax for awhile before they had to get to work at preparing for the wedding.
The drive proved to be grueling, in fact, and all three of them were very glad when they pulled into the parking lot of their hotel. Financial considerations dictated that the three of them would be sharing a single room, but it had two beds and so that was all right.
The room was comfortable and the Edwards family spent a little time in unpacking, but they would not be remaining in it for long.
As soon as they’d seen the hotel’s large and inviting pool, the family quickly came to the unanimous conclusion that a quick dip would be the perfect way to conclude a day like this. It had been ages since any of them had gone swimming really, but they had each thought to buy a new swimsuit on the assumption that whatever place they stayed at would have a pool.
Given the way she and her son had been behaving towards each other lately, Donna had consciously sought out a swimsuit that would not only catch his eye but make a statement. She had been taking a lot better care of herself over these last two years and it pleased her to show off the results.
Out of a sense of propriety, not to mention modesty, she had eschewed two-piece swimsuits. She had found any number of tiny bikinis that would certainly have knocked her boy’s socks off, but there was no way she could ever have dared to wear them in public. Instead, she found herself a one-piece that she believed would still impress Jeff.
Interestingly, what her husband Adam might have thought of it was never once considered.
The impact it had on her son was far more powerful than she ever could have hoped for. A rich blue with a flower motif, the swimsuit had a low cut neckline and some hidden support to show off her cleavage, put all of her long legs on display, and had a back cut so low it came dangerously close to revealing the top of her ass. This was a suit that was certain to catch the eye of anyone with even the vaguest interest in the female anatomy.
It was the most revealing outfit that Jeff had ever seen his mother wear and it left the teenager almost as shell-shocked as he’d been that day she wore a see-through sun dress.
It would have been an understatement to say that Donna was pleased and excited by how strongly her only child was reacting. With him so distracted with scoping her out, she leapt at the opportunity to ogle him right back.
She could see almost all of him as he was dressed in a pair of red swim trunks that didn’t cover anything more than a pair of boxer shorts would and she was definitely impressed. He had the kind of firm, lean body that only an athletic lifestyle could have crafted, tousled brown hair, and flashing blue eyes. When Donna’s eyes lighted on the front of her boy’s swimsuit, she was convinced that she could see a bulge of pretty respectable proportions.
Jeff managed to drag his eyes up from her body in time to catch her checking out his. It was a startling moment for him to realize just what his mother was staring at, too.
Eventually, she forced herself to look up again and the two of them – man and woman – suddenly found themselves gazing deep into each other’s eyes. The moment passed in silence, but a tremendous amount of information was passed between them nonetheless. Mother and son offered each other shaky and uncertain, but hopeful smiles.
There was a lot going on between these two in that instant, but true to form Adam didn’t notice a bit of it.
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