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“Yeah! Get that dick!” Ronnie yelled, slapping one of Diane’s tits as she squatted up and down on his big black cock in her bed.
“Ah!” She cried out, another orgasm building up. She was nearing exhaustion. “Oh fuck!” she yelled, collapsing on the hugely, muscular Ronnie, shaking in pleasure.
“Mmmm, yeah,” he moaned, pushing her off him, grabbing a tit to suckle. Diane smiled, looking down at him when her phone next to her bed jingled the tone she assigned to Elliot. Her eyes shot open, reaching to grab it, to read his text. Ronnie continued sucking away on her left breast, while texted her son back, in all caps, “YES!”
Putting her phone back on her bedside table, she looked to Ronnie, “You’re going to have to leave soon I’m afraid.”
“What? You can’t take care of your big Ronnie tonight?” He asked.
“Sorry, not tonight! I have another man coming over,” Diane smiled.
“How many men are you shacking up with?” Ronnie asked.
“Well, just you, this is my son that’s coming over and sorry, but he’s far more important than this,” Diane said, sliding off Ronnie, squeezing his still erect rod with her hand.
“Aww,” Ronnie playfully sulked.
“When my baby boy wants to spend time with his momma, I’m going to be available for him,” She explained wiping sweat off her face with a t-shirt from the floor.
“Now off you go! I have to clean up our mess, I need to shower, and start some dinner,” Diane said. Ronnie nodded, gathered his things and said goodbye.
In the shower Diane couldn’t help but smile in anticipation for Elliot’s arrival.
Chapter 2
“Mmmmwuah!” Diane said, giving Elliot a long kiss on the cheek when she sat next to him on the couch, curling into his side, grabbing and swinging his arm around her.
Elliot smiled softly. She had been like this all evening, affectionate and sweet. They watched a movie after dinner, her hand holding his, bringing it to rest on her hip, her head against his shoulder.
Elliot couldn’t help but be somewhat amused by his mother’s reaction when he suggested they hang out more often during dinner. She practically screamed “yes” in agreement. Diane went on to suggest dinner at some of the new restaurants, shopping for both of them, and he could accompany her to Atlanta should she decide to visit. Elliot simply nodded and politely agreed.
“Maybe tomorrow we could head down to the beach,” Elliot said after a few minutes of cuddling on the couch, thinking to his sister’s suggestion.
“Yes! I’d love that! I have a new bikini I haven’t worn yet,” Diane kissed his cheek once more, snuggling in close to him.
“Oh crap,” He thought. “What if she starts acting flirty at the beach? I bet her bikini is pretty revealing. She has been acting strange lately, like she’s trying to be younger.”
The pleasant evening ended with a peck on the lips and a sweet smile. Elliot drove home feeling slightly nervous about the following day. He saw Cassie asleep in the bed when arrived. He tried not to feel anger toward her, realizing that she was on her feet most of the day at a demanding job. Still, he wished she had more energy or try to change shifts, hoping it could improve their sparse sex life.
Lying in bed wide awake, he thought about broaching the subject with Cassie, but decided not to. He worked eight hours a day, where she was usually there for 12. Elliot couldn’t help but empathize with her. He rolled over, listening to her snore lightly, wishing that he could be having sex right now, and wishing she was awake for him.
His phone next to the bed vibrated, indicating he had a text message. Picking up the phone, he saw it was his mother saying she was awake, but was heading to bed soon, and that she had a wonderful night with him. He replied, saying he’ll pick her up at noon for the beach tomorrow. “She’s still awake,” He thought, looking over his shoulder at his sleeping wife, “maybe spending more time with her will be good for me.”
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Elliot was right; the bikini was like something a 20 year old would wear. It was fairly small, pink with white strips, and he had to admit she looked great in it. He watched his mother saunter into the water, the small waves crashing against her toned thighs, looking away when she playfully bounced to avoid water splashing onto her face. He felt uncomfortable once more, seeing her sizable breasts bounce with her.
When she straddled him in the deeper water Elliot was standing in, her legs locking tightly around his waist, he felt even more uncomfortable.
“Hi,” she smiled, kissing his cheek. “This was a great idea,” Diane said, resting her arms around his shoulders.
“Yeah, it’s nice out,” He said, looking away from face.
“Hey. You don’t think I look too old to be wearing this do you?” Diane asked.
“What? No, not at all,” Elliot replied, glancing at her face briefly.
“Good. I feel old sometimes. Old and ugly,” Diane said.
“Huh? No, that’s silly. You look great mom,” Elliot said.
“You think so?”
“Of course! You look really good,” Elliot smiled.
“Thank you,” Diane kissed his lips briefly again, causing Elliott to blush and look away.
“Gosh, I think this top is too small,” Diane said. When Elliot looked to her, she was adjusting her top, moving her massive breasts from side to side, inches away from his chest. “My boobs are too big!”
“Heh, yeah,” Elliot gulped looking away.
Satisfied with her adjustment of her top, Diane spoke up, “So are we going on another date tonight?”
“A date?” Elliot asked.
“Yes! I had a great time last night. Maybe we can go to dinner tonight. Unless of course, Cassie has plans for you,” Diane said, running her fingers through Elliot’s hair as he stood in the deeper water.
“No, she doesn’t have plans,” he shrugged.
“Good, then you and me will go to dinner. It’ll be someplace nice. I think I have a dress that can contain these!” Diane said, grabbing her own breasts, squeezing them playfully, eliciting another blush from Elliot.
“Unless of course, you like big boobs,” Diane winked.
“I, um, well, I – ” Elliot stammered.
“Ha! You do like big ones don’t you!” Diane laughed. “Well good, because all my dresses are pretty revealing.”
“Yeah,” He sighed, looking to his side again, watching the water gently crash into the shore. He thought back to his younger days, recalling all the various dresses he’d seen her wear when she went out with who knows who.
“I love you. You know that right?” Diane asked, shaking Elliot out of his trance.
“Hmm? Yeah, I know. I love you too, mom,” He smiled softly.
“Good. I’m really hoping you and I can be closer. Certain things have taken place in my life recently and it made realize I want to spend more time with you. I feel regret for us not being as close in your younger years. Anyway, I ‘m just really happy we’re spending more time together.”
Elliot nodded, “Yeah, it’s nice.” He glanced down to her cleavage then back to her smiling face. They shared a brief gaze into each other’s eyes, broken only by Elliot’s blushing. He glanced once more at her cleavage, then away to his side.
“Yep, you like big ones,” Diane whispered into his ear, pressing her breasts against his bare chest.