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Rajeesh introduces Lalitha to Mona.
Rather, she became a possibility, a desire. I imagined her needs, her preferences and saw myself fulfilling them in so many delicious ways. I wanted to touch her and show her how sexy she really was.
I started to reach for her. I got scared and felt guilty. It was like reality fought back and intruded into my thinking. She was my mother and she would never go for it. I withdrew my hand and shook my head with guilt as I looked away. It was at that instance that she looked back at me. She hastily pulled the tee shirt over her backside.
"Oh Jack...Not you too!" She stormed out of the tub and ran into the house.
My gut turned into a bottomless pit that seemed to swallow my racing heart. I quickly ran after her and grabbed a towel on the way to cover my still raging cock. I called after her. But she didn't seem to hear me.
By the time I caught up to her. She had taken the tee shirt off. She covered her self with a towel and threw the shirt at me. It hit me in the chest and fell to the floor.
"Mom..." I started, not knowing what to say. I knew she had caught me looking. But hell, a guy sometimes just can't help it. "Look we can talk about this. Can't we?"
"There's nothing to talk about. Now where the fuck are my clothes."
"Mom please..." I felt like I was losing her.
"Don't give me any more of your bullshit. You sure know how to sweet talk someone. But it's only words. I saw the look on your face. You think I'm fat don't you? You and Bill are just the same...Bah... I hate men." She frantically dried herself as she looked away.
"Mom, the look on my face wasn't about you being fat, because you're not. I looked away because I was having thoughts a son shouldn't have about his mom. I was embarrassed." I tried not to sound feeble but I was ashamed. I hated to see her hurt.
"Bullshit," She was angry, "You can't prove that."
"Mom you've got to listen...I...I ..."
"I can't believe you Jack. I thought you cared. You're just like that asshole Bill." She interrupted me and her words stung me.
I just stood for a bit, not knowing what to do. I knew that she got like that when she was angry. Usually, I'd let her blow off some steam and talk it over when she calmed down. But there was something about her comparing me to Bill that I could not stand. She started to walk away reaching for her clothes. I didn't know what came over me. Impulsively, I grabbed her arm with my free hand and turned her to face me. Her towel slipped a bit revealing a perfect breast that heaved with her rapid breath. She looked at me, too angry to cover up.
"No you listen to me mom. And look at me. You see this," I pulled the towel away and my cock was still straining against my shorts. Her jaw went slack and her anger was dissipating. Satisfied that she saw it; I covered my self up again with towel. And certain that I now had her attention, I continued, "I told you the truth and if you want to get angry with me you get angry about me getting a hard on and lusting over you. You can be pissed because I was checking out your ass and thinking about how I'd like to touch you and do all sorts of things with you. I'm really sorry I had these thoughts and I'd be glad to talk it over. But don't put me in the same category as Bill, ever!"
She stood there for what seemed to be an eternity. Her tit was still exposed and she looked at me. Her gaze shifted from my face down to the towel held at my waist. She took a step closer and covered her chest with the towel. She moved in closer and buried her face in my chest as she cried.
I held her close and told her it was ok. She wrapped her arms around me and held me. My erection was resting on her hip but she didn't seem to notice.
"Jack sweetie, I'm so sorry. I didn't realize how touchy I was about what Bill said. I'm sorry I doubted you. Will you ever forgive me? I feel like a crotchety old lady." She looked up at me with her blue her moist with tears.
"Mom you've forgiven me for far greater offenses.