Standing in front of a young man, my own son no less, unzipping that dress must rank as the most erotic moment of my life to date. Indian sex I could not repress the urge to squirm slightly nor could I wrench my eyes from what he was now doing to my nipples. It was all he had to say! Whether he was making love to his mom or a girl he was just going to know for a short time I can never know, but you can’t fake sincerity or respect. Quite beyond my control, several little gasps escaped my lips as he became more daring in his exploration. “It’s OK, it’s OK,” I whispered as I cradled him, “I have had some terrible thoughts myself Trent. . . …things I can’t even tell you…things I can barely even admit to myself..”
He raised his tear-stained face towards mine, “You don’t have to mom,” and then he kissed me again.
