I felt her body trembling as she disengaged from me and slid out of my bed. She bent over and gave me a more appropriate peck on the lips. "Sweet dreams, Brian," she whispered, and then she was gone.
Thank God I was already exhausted. I would have been awake for hours thinking about that sweaty encounter with my mom if I hadn't been so tired. Instead I fell asleep right away. I was still hard when I woke up, though.
* * *
I stumbled out of my bed and into the bathroom early the next morning. I really had to pee, but my throbbing morning wood made that difficult. While I stood in front of the toilet and waited for my erection to subside, I heard my dad leaving for work. I realized that I had probably heard him leaving and that was what woke me. A grin spread over my face as I contemplate
