My Loving Son - Sex Stories

My Loving Son

... knew about and never would. Mark was 6ft 1" a hunk in any woman's eyes, especially his secret lover. Broad at the shoulder, extremely fit, he went to the gym regularly. He worked in a garage and his boss thought the world of him, he was a born mechanic, he could listen to any engine and diagnose with near certainty what problems were being present to his ear. The good looking young man held his mother, he loved her so much, 'how can that prick do this to her?' he wondered, and at that very moment he hated his dad. But he did understand a little why he had to do what he was, but wrecking his mothers dream holiday cruise. He realised she had fallen asl**p, so he gently laid her down and left her. An hour later she came down to two very silent men, she looked at Mark, then her husband. "Mark," she said, "can you get three weeks off work at short notice?" "Three weeks at short notice mum, why?" he answered puzzled. "You can take me on holiday instead of your dad," and hooked her thumb at him as if he wasn't there. "Emma,• his father interjected, "he can't just take time off like that." This annoyed Mark, so he said. "I'll call the boss right now, I don't see why I can't get three weeks, I haven't had a minute off since last summer, he owes me." Mark made the call, and after some discussion he came back smiling. "Right, I have three weeks paid leave as from this Friday mum," he told her. His father stood there like a dummy, then asked, "What on earth will you find to do on a ...

... cruise ship with your mum for three weeks Mark, you'll be bored to tears in no time!" He looked at his beautiful mother and said. "If I can't seduce you, and make love to you, and be screwing you silly by the middle of next week I'll show my ass in the town centre!" But what actually came out of his mouth was, "We'll have a great time, won't we mum?" His mother flew at him and gave him her best hug. He had wanted to be with his mother for a long time now and had no idea of how to even think about seducing, and taking her to bed, hers or his, it didn't matter. In Marks opinion, which he admitted was biased, she was utterly gorgeous, and in reality, she was. He was the envy of his friends, and his best friend constantly ribbed him about his MILF! Emma Lyndhurst stood at 5ft 7" she had had Mark on her nineteenth birthday. But due to complications she had been unable to have any more; consequently Mark had been her passion for the last twenty years. And she was now one month past her thirty ninth. Her eyes were amazing, they could kill a man at ten paces, she had a lovely soft angelic cherubic face, long chestnut hair, and a figure that was the envy of friends. "Tomorrow Mark, I'm shopping for you, I'm going to buy you everything you need my wonderful champion. "Don't buy any condoms mum," he told her, "we'll be going bareback!" Again it was in his head. So he told her instead, "that's great mum," he beamed at her, "dad, give me all the documents, I need to do name changes, and ...