Ashamed at Having S***** I********** with Sleeping Mom

I am ashamed at what I did to my mother last weekend. I have never done it before. She seems to be completely unaware of it, or maybe she just chooses to ignore it for whatever reason. I would like to apologize to her and make amends but I cannot do so with revealing what I did. I don’t think she knows but if I tell her, she will become very upset and despondent. So, what do I do?

I am in my mid-twenties and my mother is in her late forties. We currently live together, although my girl friend and I plan to buy a house once we are married. My mother has been divorced from my dad for about a year. She dates occasionally but nothing seems to have come out of it. She used to be attractive but in past years, has become quite heavyset and b****.

Last Saturday, my mother returned home late from a lady’s night out. She goes out with girl friends occasionally and this time she returned by taxi a bit drunk. This is most unusual for her, as she doesn’t drink much. Something must have happened but I don’t know what. I helped her to the bedroom and prepared her bed. She was making a mess of u********* and asked me for help. I felt uncomfortable u********* my own mother but consented to do so. I removed her slacks and blouse and by this time she was fast asleep. Something came over me as I stood over her. She was lying on her back wearing only p****** and bra. Her legs and thighs looked pretty good as I ran my hands back and forth over them. I knew that I was getting into dangerous territory as I slipped my hand under her bra and ran my hand over her breast. It was so beautifully large and soft. As my fingers touched her n*****, I could feel my p**** swell in size. By now, I was extremely h**** and I knew full well that, even though she was my mother, I wanted to penetrate her. There was no stopping now as I pulled her p****** down and took them off. I undressed, got into bed with her, raised and spread her legs and pulled my body against hers, so that I could insert my p**** into her v*****. After fully penetrating her, I pumped ever so slowly, one stroke at a time, until I developed a steady even rhythm. It took only a couple of minutes of pumping before I finally ejaculated into her. As I lay there thinking of how pleasurable it was to inseminate her, I began to feel a sense of shame that I had violated my own mother. And I knew there would be a lot of s**** as I pulled out, so I used tissues to wipe it off her thighs and the bed sheet. I was already getting panicky that she would wake up and discover this dubious wetness under her. I knew the deed was done and there was no undoing it, so I returned to my bedroom and pondered the event before finally falling asleep.

Getting up on Sunday morning, I was apprehensive that my mother would confront me with what I had done last night. But she acted her normal self and there was nothing to indicate that she knew what I had done the previous night. A couple more days have passed now I am contemplating breaking the news to her. My predominant fear, when she learns that I had s***** i********** with her, is that she will become so terribly upset. I guess “one reaps what one sows”.

A Sad Son