Mike awoke the next morning to silence, wondering how he got from the lounge downstairs up to the double bed he found himself on. A white duvet cover draped over his lower body. His mom must have already got up but he couldn’t hear her anywhere in the cabin, upstairs or down. He rolled under the silk sheets, his nose filling with his mom’s sweet flowery scent from the pillow. A smile touched his lips as his thoughts drifted back to the previous evening.
It almost seemed like a dream. Her smooth, sensuous curves, her encouragement, her overwhelming femininity assaulting his senses and taking over his body. Her passion and need infusing his confidence and bringing out an animalistic side in him which he had no idea he possessed. He could definitely get used to that. Another feeling tugged a
