I’m a 19 year old slender guy who’s 6 ft and go to college close to home. Every few weekends I come to check in on my mom and help her out and make sure she is okay. She was pregnant early and had me when she was 15. She basically raised me alone after her current boyfriend at the time freaked out and left her. It’s always been the two of us.
She needs my help a lot with things. She’s a small woman, ‘petit’ as she likes to call it. She has a warm olive skin and loves running. She looks really young for her age and it’s pretty common for us to be mistaken as siblings.
I come home one weekend to help my mom move furniture. It’s a hot summer day, one of those days where you start sweating the second you walk outside your door. She’s wearing tiny shorts and a tanktop that’s clinging on to her chest from the sweat. She waves me to her when she sees me and points to the sofa.
‘Help me move this in!’
‘Of course. What would you do without a strong man like me?’
She laughs, and punches my arm. She lifts from one side and I lift from the other, carefully avoiding the walls. We reach the living room and drop the couch.
‘oh my Gosh, I’m exhausted’ She says. I sit down and invite her next to me. She’s so tired that she almost sits on my lap. She laughs and adjusts herself next to me. She leans against me, ‘Oh my gosh Tony, I am so tired. Thank you so much for coming to help me out’. She looks up at me and smiles.
I can feel her small breasts soaked in sweat pushed up against my arm. When I look down to see her I see how plump they look against my body. Her hands are on my thighs her fingers back and forth as she sighs. This has never happened to me but suddenly I start seeming my mom almost like a stranger.
Later that night, she has a date Jerry, this guy that she’s been seeing for a few months. ‘How do I look?’ She struts in front of me with a skimpy red dress that barely covers her ass. The neckline is so low and she’s wearing a necklace that makes it hard not to look down at her boobs. I gulp. ‘You look great! Jerry’s going to love it’.
‘I really hope he does!’ She comes up to me and gives me a hug. I’m so aware of her breasts against me and the sweet perfume that she’s wearing. ‘Be a good girl’ I joke as I kiss her on the head.
Her phone rings and I can hear Jerry telling her to come out and meet him in the car.
She leaves and I feel a creep of jealousy as she walks away. I don’t know fully why, maybe because every man has broken her heart and she’s never fallen for someone as much as Jerry. I swear under my breath that I’m going to hurt that man if he finds a way to hurt my mother.
I go back to my room, bored now. I do my homework and read a book for a few hours. I try to go to sleep, nothing to do but I can’t seem to. I eventually pull out my laptop and start watching porn. I watch a blonde girl give a guy a blow job and start stroking myself. I pretend that my girlfriend is licking me like the girl is in the video. I’m about to cum when I hear the door slam. I run downstairs and see my mom drunk.
‘Are you okay? You’re so drunk!’
She looks at me and falls into my arms. Her words slur as she tells me how amazing Jerry is and how she’s so excited to get to know him. She’s tells me how this is the first guy that she’s actually started to see seriously in a long time. She slurs more and as she tries to walk up the stairs, she stumbles. I run over to her and hold her against my body as I walk her up. Her tiny body feels so fragile against mine.
‘I am so so so excited. You know, I haven’t had sex with a man in fucking forever!’ She giggles. I am shocked. My mother and I have never talked about sex. Sure, we act like friends, but she is still my mother.