Part IV
I thoroughly enjoyed Labor Day weekend. I had a new found relationship with my hot sister and I had convinced my Mother that she could go out with any man but that she remember and use the love she had amassed at home with someone who loved her and had loved her for quite some time. Indeed, she came home after the time with the gentleman and we made hot love through several hours.
But wouldn’t you know it. The guy who she had met the night before was now at the front door and wanted to come in and talk to my Mother.
Mother and he visited for quite a while and they set up a date for that evening.
That night went much the same as the night before. When Mother was gone, Cindy and I made the best use of our time. Almost identical to the night before, we made passionate love including some a*** pleasure. I noticed that Cindy loved fingers in her a** and her v***** at the same time.
Surely, my mother came home and this time she decided that I would sleep with her that night. Initially, as expected, we didn’t sleep much and I was shocked as to how intense my Mother was in our love making. When we were both spent, I noticed that my Mother did not go to sleep but lay there thinking.
Before I knew it, this guy was a regular at my house. The man owned a business and seemed to be financially well off. And unbeknownst to me my Mother was experiencing heavy financial issues at home.
The guy had a bowling Team and my Mother spent Monday nights bowling. Cindy and I took full advantage of this. But before long he began to have dinners with us.
By Thanksgiving, it was evident and explained to me by my Mother that she was having heavy financial problems. She was going to marry the guy and I was going to have a step dad.
I wasn’t worried about the change in my Mother’s s***** habits because I had Cindy and frankly, I wasn’t going to skip a beat except for the curtailing of DAILY s**.
But I was not a happy camper.
I resented the heck out of having this man in my father’s house.
On January 17, in the middle of my senior year, my Mother’s husband took me to the Greyhound Bus station and put me on a bus to go live with my Father’s brother.
I finished my senior year and graduated from that High School. I certainly had not retired from my s***** exploits but I wasn’t going to give up the security that my s** life had held. I loved my Mother and I loved my sister. There was security in those relationships and if there was a positive to being gone, I no longer worried about keeping either of them happy as there was a diametric problem. As y Mother once stated so well, “You better not be f****** your sister!”
By July , after graduation, I was hot and thick with a girl named Judy. She was beautiful and she was h****.
As we started slowly, within a month of the beginning of school we were very s******* active. Her parents both worked and so we had several meetings at her house weekly. Judy was everything that I had experienced before with my Mother. I had fallen in love with Judy and was close to asking her to marry me.
In July I would turn 20. I was a good worker with a good job. We were both at the local JUCO and we couldn’t be around each other enough.
I was completely taken back when my Mother called and invited me to go with her and her husband to visit my Grandmother in San Antonio, Texas. I was definitely not wanting to but when it was made clear that he was taking his camper and that I would not have to ride or talk with him. While I am not excited , my Mother tugged on my heart strings that my Grandmother might not be long on this earth.
I said Goodbye to Judy and my life in that town for roughly 2 weeks. I had vacation coming so I decided to take it.
I set myself up in his camper and prepared for 3 tough riding days. I was deeply disappointed that Cindy didn’t go but she was a cheerleader and she had summer camps.
But I noticed that the increase in my Mother’s finances had allowed her to become more s******* hotter looking than ever. In fact, I began planning how I would get some time with her when we go to San Antonio.
That first afternoon, after a gas stop , my Mother changed the tables a bit. She explained to her husband that she was going to take a nap and that I was going to keep resting in the camper as well.
As I laid on the bed that was in the camper, the size of the bed put me in a very close proximity to my Mother’s backside.
While I wasn’t sure if she was awake, I sensed that she was putting her a** up against my d***. Though we were fully clothed, I believed that she was sensing that my d*** was growing into a full blown hardon. She seemed to adjust her a** to take full advantage of my d***. But again, we were fully clothed and all that happened was at the next gas stop, I raced into the men’s room Handicapped Booth and Jacked off with amazing ease. Basically, I had a few hundred miles of hardon that I could do nothing about. But I sensed that my Mother was testing the waters so to speak.
The next day I had on some shorts and a light T shirt on. Sure enough, at the early after noon gas stop outside of Lordsburg, New Mexico, my Mother decided she was going to take a nap again.
But this time she was wearing shorts and she had nothing on underneath. We weren’t many miles down the road when I started to experience another hardon. And unlike the day before , my Mother was more than helpful dropping her shorts , giving me a solid h****** and guiding my d*** right into her a** lips.
As i told you before, my Mother was a midlife hottie. She looked better than ever, a vision that did not go unnoticed by me.
I started slowly and quietly. But my thrusts went deeper and deeper. I was using my left arm and hand under her to rub and fondle her breasts. My right hand was rubbing her crotch and finger f****** her p****. She had baby oiled her r***** and my thrusts went in with little extra effort.
After what seemed to be about 30 minutes, she adjusted herself and placed my d*** at her vaginal lips
Need less to say, I didn’t need an owner’s manual to proceed. I was f****** my married Mother like the old days.
She came at least twice but my d*** was well weathered and was not ready to blow.
But in time, I started to sense the impending explosion of j*** when she rolled over and grabbed my rod in her delicate hand. Before I knew it, she was giving me a great b******. But the inevitable happened. I came as hard as ever but it was in her mouth.
As she had one before she reminisced about my being empty allowing her to enjoy heavy f****** for who knows how long.
Certainly, I accommodated and we spent the next hours with me f****** my Mother’ brains out.
What an afternoon!
We stopped for our next gas stop and my reinvigorated hot looking Mother went back into the cab with her husband. I was ecstatic because it brought back so many memories. I was totally in love with my Mother and nothing had changed between her and I over the 18 months since I had been kicked out.
That day and everyday after, during those vacation days, I made passionate love to my Mother. Whether in the camper or at my Grandmother’s house or on the way back to California, I went back in time to the better days of my life.
When we got back to their home, I got my gear loaded and went to kiss my Mother goodbye. She whispered that we would get together again, for me not to worry, My Mother told me how much she loved me and how much she wanted me.
As I end this I am going to state the simple truth about my entire life.
Today, I am 74 years old. I have been married for 48 years and am the father to four wonderful kids and the grandfather to 8 wonderful grand kids.
My wife has been wonderful and I love her dearly. But we never had near the s** life that I enjoyed with my Mother.
I did not see my Mother for several years. While we were never caught during that trip. But I am of the opinion that her husband sensed what was going on and obviously would resent the hell out of it.
When I was a married father of one son, my Mother called to inform me that she and her husband were coming for a visit. She wanted to see her grandson.
They arrived early in the morning and we spent the time visiting. My Mother loved my son and she held him.
At about 1 in the afternoon, my Mother announced that my wife and her husband were going to go to the store and that they were buying us a bunch of groceries.
The baby was asleep and I noticed that my Mother went into the bedroom and called me.
I came to the door and she opened my eyes with a beautiful grandmother who was so freaking hot that all I could say was,” Damn you are so hot!” She was tanned and it was obvious that she never tanned with anything covering her crotch or breasts. Of course her hair and eyes were beautiful. I can’t deny that when she got out of their car, I was literally having my breath taken away.
She quickly unbuckled my belt, dropped my jeans and began to s*** my c***. It was wonderful. She was talking and seemed to be talking a little bit dirty.
She kept talking about how bad she wanted me. How sorry she was that she had married her husband. How she should have married me. How many times she had s** thinking of me in spite of who the man was.
It was debilitating in a way because I was experiencing similar feelings.
It goes without saying that the 2 hours we spent that afternoon were near overwhelming. I loved her. I loved having s** with her. She was the standard by which I measured love and s**.
We enjoyed the next afternoon as well. And then they left back home.
A similar situation occurred roughly two years later.
That was the last time I made love to my Mother in person.
I was always in shock of how hot and s*** and devious she could look. She was over 65 the last time we made love.
This last story ends my confession . My wife and children know nothing about anything with my Mother or my secretary.
In 1996, my company transferred me to Lexington, Kentucky. It was a substantial promotion and a great financial move for us. Because my two youngest were still in school and because we did not want to lose money on our home, my wife and I would be apart for most of 14 months. Separated by 1100 miles.
It had been years since my last tryst with my Mother.
My company employed many young people from the University of Kentucky. My secretary was not going to work and we began a search for me a personal Executive Assistant.
I got to Lexington, Kentucky in early December. The month of December was dominated by Christmas.
One day, in the early January, we were beginning the process of hiring my Executive Assistant.
While I was ok having spent Christmas with the family I was not looking forward to being alone until Mid March and Spring Break.
It was roughly 6 pm and I was seated at my desk. I was taken back when a middle aged woman stepped into my office. I was mesmerized almost immediately.
She was well dressed and asked if she could have her interview now instead of tomorrow.
I was totally in accordance because the woman who stood before me was a near dead duplicate of my Mother.
This woman was tanned and she was meticulous with her makeup. She had styled Grey Hair and her eyes were beautiful. She looked a bit hard but certainly she looked like she was a physical entity. She was obviously well endowed in her chest. She knew how to make sure that any man in her vicinity knew that she had a beautiful rack. She totally captivated me and her voice was so subtle and s***
We talked and I found myself looking and noticing more about her. Frankly, she was turning me on.
After the proverbial questions, I invited her to take a tour of our facility, our offices.
We began and went to the usual Offices, Workroom and Breakroom.
I was headed to the Chief Executive Office. It was palatial and because of his work ethic, He had a room in the back for those nights when he worked at the office and didn’t go home.
I was enticed by this woman but I felt I was under control. My d*** was rising and was over 75% ready to go.
I didn’t want to humiliate myself by proceeding with anything physical and being turned down. But as we walked the hall and into his office , I was getting hot . Her husband was gone a great deal. Her daughter was a sophomore at UK and her son was a junior in high school. They basically took care of themselves. She worked a lot of hours at her present position so hours were no issue. My mind raced
In his office he had placed several animal heads high on the walls of his office. I pointed to them and described stories about them. Our conversation was fluid and easy. It seemed as if I knew this woman.
In the Chief Executive office I had my back against a wall, she stopped and turned around to look up at an Animal Head.
The movement brought her a** up against my d***. I had no where to go. At first, she leaned against me and she made sure I looked down on her ample chest.
The next thing I knew she had a hold of my c*** with her left hand and felt its girth and width.
I told her that she was hired, spun her around and we lip locked in total passion.
My tongue wrestled with her and her fragrance was captivating me. We were embracing and her chest felt wonderful against my chest. I took my right hand and squeezed gently but with strength against her ample t**.
I repeated that she had the job if she wanted in a half whisper because my mind was racing. She whispered back, I will take it if you will make love to me right now.
I literally picked her up and we were on the Chief Executive’s bed in seconds. We were disrobing as fast as we could. She was totally in as was I. I was reminiscing of my Mother. I don’t know who she was thinking of, but I know she loved putting my d*** in her mouth.
I can go on and describe that night but you all know the routine. She loved it and I loved it and the next day she took the job.
More times than not we fucked and fucked hard every evening at my apartment. I have no idea what went on at her home as she was getting home near 11 pm most of the time.
The weekends we never saw each other but Monday through Friday were torrid.
I took 5 or 6 all expense paid business trips a year. My Executive Assistant had to go as well.
She was wonderful and captivating. Even after Leslie arrived and I moved out of the apartment into our home, we found ways to enjoy each other’s company.
The company sent me back to Texas after 5 years for another substantial pay raise and title.
As time wound down in Lexington, Kentucky, I was amazed at how much like my Mother my Exec Assistant was. The only difference was the stud she would put in her tongue for blowjobs and the studs she had implanted in her vaginal lips.
Those are my confessions The End