A Kiss Goodnight - Part 1 - Sex Stories

A Kiss Goodnight - Part 1

My name is Carol. I am currently 50 years old, and am entering a new phase of life. My son has recently married, and started his own life. His wife is now there to support him. But for the past few decades I have been a loving mother to my son. I made sure he was always happy and content. The following is an account of my life with Tom.

My husband and I were together for several years before getting married. I was desperate to get married and have children. He was a pilot with a good job, and he was good looking. He said he wanted to get married, and we were engaged, but he would never agree on a date.

Eventually his hand was forced when he landed a well-paid job with a Middle Eastern airline. The catch was that he had to marry me to allow me to join him. A rushed registry office marriage wasn't my idea of a dream wedding, but I was still over the moon. Children soon followed. I gave birth to my son Tom. I gave up work to be a stay-at-home mother.

Life was good. I was in a friendship group with other mothers of babies, and I spent the next decade enjoying motherhood. I spent my time going to the pool and beach, or getting beauty treatments between school runs. Unfortunately, no further children followed, due to medical complications. All of my attention was dedicated to Tom.

I needed regular medical checkups, but was coming to the end of my illness. I was feeling good to be finally putting this problem behind me. Then something happened which upended everything. ...

... My blood test came back positive for Chlamydia. I had only ever had sex with my husband. I confronted my husband who eventually admitted to having sex with air hostesses during his frequent layovers around the world. It was well known that cabin crew slept with pilots. But I never expected my husband to be one of those men. He also said he didn't love me. This was more of a blow than the affairs.

I decided to return to our home country. We had recently purchased a house there, so it didn't create a scandal when I left. My son was also due to start high school, which was another reason to leave.

I settled back into home life in the Pacific Northwest. I got a job and Tom started at a new school. It was just myself and him at home. We spent a lot of time together. I would bring him to baseball and football practice. I’d watch him play, and we’d go for ice cream afterwards. We’d watch tv and movies at night and cuddle up on the couch. He was a very loving boy.

I’d always kiss Tom goodnight after he went to bed, even into his late teens. When he was ready to sleep, Tom would call out, “Goodnight!” I’d then go in to give him a kiss on the cheek. He would say he was too old for that. He’d turn his face away and pretend that he didn't want a kiss. But I know he enjoyed our nightly ritual.

One night I went to his bedroom and I got a surprise. As I opened the door I saw Tom laying back on the bed with the covers over him. But the covers in his private area were moving up and ...