The morning sun came in through the slits in the blinds and gradually woke me. I felt my mother's warm breath on my shoulder and opened my eyes. Last night's incredible events replayed in my mind. My morning erection throbbed when my mother sighed and her naked body moved against my side. I turned to look at her face.
God, I love her so much! I thought.
Her eyes fluttered open and she sighed. She rubbed her hand across my chest. I watched her expression change and knew she was recalling last night. She looked a little guilty and haunted when she finally looked into my eyes, and that made me nervous.
"Good morning," I whispered—almost as a question. I rubbed her back gently.
As soon as she read the nervousness in my expression, a gentle smile spread over her face. She leaned up and kiss
