Gary Johns - A Mother’s Mistakes

"Do you love Dad?"

"Yes. And I’m sure he loves me."

"Obviously that wasn’t enough."

"Love changes. In the early days it is filled with excitement and… and sex, but as time goes on, it changes. Unfortunately, as people get older, their desires sometimes wane. Your father’s have, mine haven’t. That complicates things. It is true that love is critical in marriage, but it’s not the only thing. There has to be sex. Sex is important in any relationship."

Chris nodded his head. He could understand that. From his limited experience, he knew that sex was important. It was the one thing that was in his head twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.

Allison suddenly got an almost dreamy look in her eyes. "When Jason came along, I was at a low point. The doctors said that your Dad could have some depression, but I never anticipated how bad it was going to be. I’m sure you didn’t notice, but he barely spoke to me. Eventually I got lonely. And, then Jason comes along. It was just a fling at first. The sex wasn’t all that spectacular the first time… like in a lot of relationships. However, as we got to know each other, it changed. He started to do things… things that I would have never thought of doing. He started to tell me to do things. Like calling me at the office and ordering me to take my panties off… right there while he was on the phone."

Chris felt an unwanted tingle in his groin. His mouth was suddenly very dry and his heart was thumping. He almost told her to stop.

"He made me masturbate at my desk with people walking up and down the hall outside my office. He took me to restaurants and fingered me until I climaxed while sitting at the table." Allison paused and looked at Chris. She saw that his face had grown red. "Is this what you want?"

"Uh… yes… go on." His penis twitched.

Allison got up and walked over to the window again.

Chris’s eyes followed her. She had on a skirt that was tight on her buttocks and short on her thighs. On top she had a low cut long sleeved sweater, revealing the cleavage of her breasts. He figured that she had been dressed to go shopping or something. It was sexy, but not overtly.

"I wish the sun would come back out," she said as the rain blew against the window. When she turned around, her nipples were hard and pressing through the sweater. She leaned back against the windowsill and looked thoughtful.

Chris felt his penis begin to harden as he stared at her. He almost moaned at his lack of control.

"Over time, we got bolder. One time he made love to me on a ferryboat with people all around us. He had me up against the side rail and lifted my skirt and slipped inside. I was almost touching the arm of a woman next to me. He also taught me how to give oral sex. We did that everywhere. I once sucked him off in a glass elevator as we were riding up to our room."

Chris swallowed hard. "Nasty cock sucker, nasty cock sucker," he thought and his penis twitched.

"Your father… Bradley never cared much for giving or receiving oral sex."

"I saw you swallow his cum," Chris blurted and then thought, "Did I just say that?"

"Yes I did," she said, unable to deny it since he had obviously seen it happen. "I’ve grown to love it. Some women don’t. I’m not sure what it is about oral sex or semen that turns me on so much. Maybe it’s because I’m in control. I pretty much decide when my lover cums." Again Allison paused and closed her eyes for a moment as if reliving some encounter. "Jason even taught me to love… love anal sex."

"Anal sex," Chris almost screamed.

Allison flushed. "Yes," she whispered. "I stopped taking the pill a couple of years ago. I figured it didn’t matter since Bradley and I weren’t having sex anyway. Because of that, Jason couldn’t cum in my… uh puss… uh vagina." Allison looked at her son and said, "Are you still okay with this?"

"Go on," he answered quickly.

"Well since I wouldn’t let him cum in me, I made up for it by letting him have my ass. At first it was painful, but as I got used to it, I grew to love it." Again Allison paused and looked at her son. She almost thought she saw a look of wonder on his face. "Anyway, we’ve had sex in my office, in his office, in my car, in his car, almost anywhere you could imagine. The only place we hadn’t done it was in my own bed."

"So much for that," Chris said. It was meant to be flippant and light, but it came out angrily.

"I’m sorry about that. I feel so guilty." Allison came back over to the bed and sat down. She took Chris’s hand again. "Can you ever forgive me?"

Instead of answering Chris said, "Do you love him?"

Allison got a strange look on her face. "Jason? Of course not. He’s happily married with two small kids. It was just sex. You know about that don’t you?"

"Yeah, I guess I do."

"Are… are you and Melissa sexually active?"

Chris barely realized the conversation had turned to him. "Yes… well, in a way."

Allison smiled. "What way ?"

"Uh… I mean I do her… you know with my mouth, but she doesn’t do me. She gives me hand jobs, but says sucking is dirty."

"That’s a switch. Most of the time it is the other way around. Girls will suck boys, but they won’t reciprocate."

"I guess I’m different. I love to do it." Suddenly his face turned red. "This is embarrassing Mom. Guys don’t talk to their mother’s like this."

Allison smiled again. "Well, let’s be different. If you can’t talk to your mom, whom can you talk to?" She laughed for the first time. "Chris, I’m sorry again about hitting you. Also, I was out of line calling you that name… you know… pervert. I didn’t really mean it. I know that you are a young man with raging hormones so I guess it’s not that unusual that you would want to look at me or… or you know… use my panties." It was Allison’s turn to turn red.

Chris’s face flushed as well.

"So where do we go from here?" she asked.

"I’m not going to tell Dad, if that’s what you mean."

Allison closed her eyes and sighed in relief. "Thank you sweetheart. I’m not going to see Jason any more," she said. Tears formed in her eyes again. "Can I have a hug?" She opened her arms.

Chris scooted forward on the bed and wrapped his arms around his mother. Suddenly he could feel her soft breasts against his chest and smell the scent of her hair. His penis began to twitch again. By the time they pulled apart, his jogging shorts had a tent in them.

Allison realized that Chris was uncomfortable and she looked down and saw the reason. She wasn’t really surprised to see that he had an erection. She smiled and shook her head as if he were a naughty boy.

"Sorry," Chris said in embarrassment.

"We’ll have to talk about that too," she said, glancing down at his groin.

"Uh… sure," he answered, not really sure what "that" meant.

Allison got up to walk out of the room. As she did she turned back to Chris and saw his eyes on her ass. "Is this skirt too tight on me? I think I’ve gained a little weight," she said as innocently as she could.

"Uh… no, it looks great… I mean… you have a great as… uh… you know… backside."

"Thanks sweetie. You can say ass," she said with a wide smile. She came back over to him, leaning over and giving him a kiss on the lips. "Do you have any interest in going shopping with me? I need some new things." She had her arms on his shoulders and was but inches from his face, looking into his eyes.

"Yeah, sure," Chris said. "I mean… I don’t have anything planned today."

Allison was surprised by his answer because she knew that shopping was the last thing a teenager wanted to do. "Get ready and I will see you downstairs in a few minutes." She kissed him on the lips again, but this time it lasted a little longer… just a second longer than it should have. Then she looked at the small cut on his lip. "I’m sorry about that," she said and touched his lip with her fingers. Then she kissed the spot tenderly, then his lips again. Incredibly, her tongue came out without her thinking and she touched his lips with the tip. When she realized what she had done, she pulled away quickly. Then she looked down again and saw still the throbbing tent in his shorts. She leaned over close to his ear and whispered, "There are some panties in my hamper." But then quickly added, "Actually the red ones that will be there tonight will be fresher." She laughed when Chris’s face turned red. She hadn’t realized how much fun it was to tease him.