The Long Absence: Allen's Story - Sex Stories

The Long Absence: Allen's Story

... nice restaurant to celebrate. He dressed up in new dress clothes that he had gotten a few days earlier. His mother was wearing a slightly shorter, tighter, black dress that displayed a little bit of cleavage. His grandmother wearing a red one of similar style. "They had amazing bodies," he thought as they walked into the restaurant. Dinner consisted of laughing, eating, and drinking – a wonderful time. As they waited for dessert, Bob stood and held his hand to Krista. "Care to dance, young lady?" She laughed and placed her napkin on the table, "Absolutely." She stood, taking his hand, and walked onto the dance floor. "Aren't you going to ask me?" Robin asked Allen, patting his leg playfully. "Oh...I'm sorry," he was too busy watching his mother walk away to the dance floor. "It might be a good idea to wait for a slower song than this," he looked to his leg, "it'd be easier for me." "I know sweetie, I'm just acting silly. If the next one is slow we can dance, ok?" He nodded in agreement and turned to watch Bob and his mother. She was beautiful, so very beautiful. Her sexy black dress, by far the sexiest thing she had worn since his return, and how she moved to the music. Her hips going side to side, she'd spin around and gyrate up against the old man, he couldn't take his eyes off her. He was in a trance, and he let himself stare, watching her hips and legs work up against Bob. Slowly grinding back and forth against his crotch, he was mesmerized. "If he could get it up, I'm ...

... sure he's hard now," he thought to himself. As he watched the two, he started to daydream. He envisioned his mother's naked body, and Bob right behind her, with his big round belly on display. She would cry out, "Yes, yes, yes!" as the old man pounded her. He shook his head to remove the image and continued staring at her. Then his eyes traveled up her body, over her nice sized breasts, and up to her face. To his surprised, she was staring right at him. Her mouth was slightly open and she had a seductive look in her eyes, as she moved back and forth to the fast music. He blushed and quickly looked away, trying to pretend his staring was unintentional. The song ended and a slower one started. Krista thanked Bob, walking toward her son. But it was too late; Robin had grabbed him and started dragging him to the dance floor. "Sorry," he said as he passed his mother. "I got him next, "she chuckled and called out to Robin. "Well I guess it's you and me again. That ok dear?" Bob asked as he tickled her side. She took a large gulp of her wine, finishing it, and replied, "Of course it is!" They headed back out onto the crowded dance floor. Robin and Allen weren't far away, maybe 10 feet. They were dancing slowly, tenderly; Robin had her head resting on his chest. It was a very sweet moment. Bob and Krista were dancing in a similar fashion. Allen had a perfect view them. He watched as he slowly danced in a circle, holding his grandmother close. He watched his mother laugh at something ...