Fun with Sara Pt. III: Mom's Turn - Sex Stories

Fun with Sara Pt. III: Mom's Turn

... replied. Cindy picked up her cellphone and ordered their dinner and thirty minutes later, they both sat down at the dinner table to enjoy their meal. She watched him lovingly while he ate, and a sense of pride washed over her. He was become such a sweet, handsome, young man. "Thank you again sweetie for spending the evening with me. It seems like we never get to enjoy each other's company like we used to!" Ben quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and washed it down with his beer. "I know it has. That's why I decided to stay in. I've really missed you these past few months." He took another bite of his pizza. “Also the pizza’s really good Mom! Thanks!” "You're so sweet! I am a little curious though,” she said, a bit of mischief in her tone. “What did you and Sara have planned for tonight?" Cindy took a large sip of her wine and waited for his reply. She had a pretty good idea what they were going to be doing, but she wondered if he was going to be honest with her. Her head was already floating a little. It had been a while since she had drank, so she was already starting to feel a little tipsy. "Oh, you know, the usual," Ben said, taking yet another drink of his beer. The bottle was almost empty when he finally put it down. "No honey, I don't know hon--would you please get me another glass of wine?" She finished the contents of the glass and handed the glass to her son. "Sure," he said, getting up and going to the fridge. He poured his mother another glass and handed it ...

... to her, taking a split second to steal a glance at her nipples. They looked semi-erect to him, but then again he had never seen them hard before, so he wasn’t sure. Putting the wine bottle back in the fridge, he grabbed himself another beer before closing it. He popped the top and sat back down at the table. "So," Cindy pressed, truly curious to see whether or not he’ll spill the beans to his mother. "So, what?" "So what were you two going to do tonight?" Cindy looked her son in the eye. "Mom, I'm pretty sure that you already know the answer to that question," Ben replied, turning his beer up. "I want you to tell me though. I'm curious..." She followed suit, putting her glass to her lips and taking a sip. "Ok...” Ben said, clearing his throat. Cindy could tell that he was nervous. “Well, we were probably going to get high.” He paused again, “Umm, then we would probably have some sex and then go to bed." "What kind of sex?" Ben was caught off guard by the last question, so he wasn't quite sure how to continue with this. "Uhh—the kind that two people have when they’re stoned,” he replied, smiling dumbly. His eyebrows were raised and he was hoping that the answer would satisfy her curiosity. "Was she going to give you oral sex? Cindy asked, secretly enjoying watching her son squirm a little. "Mom," Ben gasped. "I don't even know how to answer that!" “With a “yes,” or a “no.” She said, holding in a chuckle. “Probably,” he muttered. She nodded, “And were you going to return the ...