[Me and my son]

Me and My Son

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At thirty-seven, widowed at a young age, I was a beautiful woman with countless suitors. I used to work as an English secretary in
a foreign company, but now that my son is in high school, I
quit my job to take care of him. However, I rarely go out alone and don't like shopping. So, apart from occasionally going to an art exhibition or attending
my favorite symphony concert, I live a quiet and uneventful life.

Perhaps no one knows the loneliness in my heart, but sometimes, my bright and intelligent eyes
inadvertently reveal a suppressed melancholy, especially in the quiet of the night when my solitary figure leaning against the window easily
stirs the imagination. However, this elegant and charming woman never imagined that in my own home,
a pair of greedy eyes were always secretly watching me! That was my son.

Actually, long ago, my son harbored a secret desire for his mature mother, who was 171 cm tall with a voluptuous 35D-22-34 figure . I usually stay upstairs
after showering, wearing a bathrobe or a loose shirt, reading or listening to music, and sometimes helping my son with his studies. Overall, my life is peaceful and comfortable, but in these quiet days, only I know best how much my youthful and passionate body craves the comfort of a man. But to whom can I confide? 　　However, my son, who had been hiding beside me, outwardly played the role of a good son, but in reality, he was constantly watching my every move. Therefore, the barely concealed loneliness in my eyes was completely seen by him. But this cunning high school student simply suppressed his burning desire without showing it. Because, it seemed, he understood the principles of hunting better than anyone else. With his father's early death, his stunningly her captivating beauty, tall and alluring figure, and skin almost flawless, would eventually become his plaything. So he wasn't anxious, patiently waiting for the right opportunity. 　　Finally, the day my son had been longing for arrived. It was summer vacation again, so for this long period, he could stay home with his mother every day. After finishing his homework, he began to plot in his mind how to get his long-desired mother into bed that night and feast on her. At dinner time, my son and I ate together at home. We chatted casually while we ate. To outsiders, we seemed like such a good mother and son. No one would have guessed that my son would have inappropriate thoughts about his still beautiful and sexy mother. As for me, who has always been very well-behaved, I was of course unaware that my son often stared at my graceful and charming back. In fact, my son liked to secretly admire my long, snow-white legs and my still majestic, large, and round breasts. Whenever I ran up and down the stairs at home, the trembling, heavy waves of my breasts that always made my son's mouth dry and his eyes wide with amazement. 　　That evening, after showering, I lay comfortably in bed reading, planning to finish watching my 9 PM TV series before going to sleep. But just before 9 PM, my son knocked on my door. When I opened it, I saw my tall and strong son standing outside, wearing a floral plaid bathrobe. I asked him what was wrong. My obedient and filial son said, "Mom, I haven't had a proper talk with you in a long time. I want to talk to you for a bit ." Seeing that he said this, I didn't think too much of it and let him into my room. My son, looking at me in only a silk nightgown, said, "Mom, I'm sorry, I can't let you watch TV again today." 　　I quickly replied, "Son, it's okay, Mom was just thinking of talking to you." 　So, my son and I sat on the bed together, watching TV and chatting. He was very close to me; he could 　　　　　　　　　　　　　see not only my alluring, 　　crossed legs, but also easily peer into my slightly open nightgown. My large, round breasts, partially hidden and supported by a sexy light blue bra, rose and fell a deep cleavage. 　　But what pleased my son even more was my exquisite face. He had never admired his mother's beautiful face so closely before, so he unabashedly admired my delicate and straight nose, as well as my always smiling, rosy and alluring lips, and especially my expressive eyes, which were always full of affection and revealed a shy and timid expression like that of a virgin. For nearly an hour, I blushed more than once and lowered my head shyly and uneasyly. In fact, I had long noticed that my son was staring at me from time to time, and that burning gaze clearly revealed the feelings between a man and a woman, rather than the love of a son for his mother. 　　My usually well-behaved and docile son, seeing me blushing and fidgeting nervously in front of him , knew I had sensed his hidden desire. He immediately decided to strike while the iron was hot. As I rubbed my lower back from sitting too long, he said, "Mommy, let me massage you," and casually placed his left hand on my shoulder. Through the silk fabric, he could clearly feel the bra strap ; he gently caressed that area, waiting to see what I would do.

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