The Kindness of Strangers - Sex Stories

The Kindness of Strangers

... back as I approached the side of her bed. The nine-year-old in me wanted to jump on top of her and snuggle into her side. Have her arms around me and fall back asleep enveloped in her warmth and scent.

'What time is it?' She again wiped an eye as I passed her the glass and I stood before her, only then taking stock of the fact I was dressed only in a pair of boxer shorts.

'Before six I think,' I whispered, unsure as to why.

'Oh. It's still early,' she handed me back the glass and I took a sip myself, my lips where hers had kissed.

I nodded before making to head back out but was stopped when she moved in the bed.

'Wait. What are you doing?' Her voice was clearer than moments before.

'I was just...' I pointed to the door. 'I'll let you sleep.'

'Aren't you getting in?' She questioned, and admittedly I was taken aback.

'What?'

'Isn't that why you came in?' Her eyes left mine to begin looking around the bed, then the room itself.

'What!? No... I was just...' But it dawned on me that it probably was. My subconscious taking control of my faculties. Leading me once again to temptation.

'It's just...' she sat up further in the bed and though she kept the white sheet clasped to her chest, I could see her entire back was exposed. 'Well... I'm...' she laughed. 'Honey, can you see my nightie anywhere?'

The words had my ever-reliable cock twitching.

'What?' I stalled as I too, searched the bed for any trace of her pajamas.

'I got hot!' She ...

... needlessly defended her state and as I wondered if it extended to her underwear, my toe brushed up against something silky on the floor.

'Is this it?' I placed the glass on her bedside table before reaching down and lifting the black satin slip.

'Oh, yes,' she reached out to take it from me, and even in the low light seeping through the drapes, I could see she was blushing. 'Thank you,' she giggled as under my gaze, she managed to pull it over her head and down her torso, sadly not revealing her boobs on this occasion. 'Well, come on,' she again chuckled as she settled back down into her bed.

'What?'

"Are you getting in or not?'

And there was the moment. I knew the consequence of entering her bed. All that had gone before was merely a preamble. If what I thought was about to happen happened, there would be no going back.

'Yeah,' I skirted the perimeter of the bed and made it to my dad's old side. The feeling was bizarre as I pulled back the sheet and slipped in beside my mother. As I stretched out, the sheet ballooned momentarily above us, and looking down I noticed Mom hadn't pulled her nightie all the way over her body, her hips uncovered, and no underwear in sight.

'You're finally back,' Mom turned on the pillow to look at me as the sheet once more covered much of her body.

'No, I got home about 1:30,' I misunderstood.

'No,' she smiled. 'You're finally back here.'

'Oh, yeah. Weekend sleep-ins,' I acknowledged.

'Mmm, weekend sleep-ins,' she repeated ...