She watched Bobby flush bright red from her kiss before he whispered back, “I can tell you this one thing about the underworld. It’s cold and dark and lonely.”
“Is that what you are feeling now sweetie, cold and lonely?”
“Yes,” he answered quietly.
Gail said nothing for a brief moment before it clicked in her head. This was the perfect opening. “You know Mommy’s have a special cure for both those things, sweetie. It’s called cuddling. Would you like your mommy to cuddle you and make you feel all nice and warm and maybe not so lonely.”
“Yes, that would be nice.”
Standing up, Gail held her hand out to him. “We should do our cuddling downstairs in the den. There is a nice fireplace there and if you pull the sofa a bit closer to the fireplace, but not too close, I think it will be a real super nice place for us to do some serious cuddling. Do you know where the den is, hon?”
“Yes, I have some of William’s memories imbedded in me . . . like where things are at in the house.”
“Good then why don’t you run downstairs, get the fire going and then position the sofa like I suggested and I will be down in a minute. I just need to throw something on and then I will be right there.”
After he disappeared downstairs, Gail took a moment or two in deciding just how she would indulge her son’s little underwear fetish.
A short five minutes later, Gail, carrying the quilt from her bed, and wearing her favorite white satin robe with something special on underneath entered the den.
Bobby was there waiting for her on the sofa in front of the fireplace. The only light came from the fire blazing away in the fireplace as Gail hurried across the small den to the sofa.
While Bobby sat patiently on the sofa, watching her like a hawk, Gail dropped the quilt on the sofa next to her son.
“So if you really want your mommy to cuddle you all nice and proper Bobby, honey, we need to enjoy as much nice skin to skin contact under our blanket.”
He said nothing, only nodding his head in agreement.
“So that means you are going to have to get undressed and then after you’re undressed, go ahead and get comfortable under the blanket as I am going to have just one more glass of champagne to help relax me and then I will join you.”
“OK,” he quietly before starting to strip off his tee shirt. “Are you going to get undressed too, Mommy?”
“Of course baby. Here watch,” she said smiling slyly at him. Knowing his full attention was focused squarely on her, and liking it, Gail slowly stripped off the white satin robe, revealing an ultra-sexy white strapless bra and panty ensemble set to him. Gail picked the combination out, mindful of what William told her earlier about Bobby having a bit of an “underwear fetish”.
She sensed, by the star struck way he was gazing at her, she made the right choice. Turning, she walked across the den to the small bar in the corner to get her champagne leaving him staring slack mouthed at her.
Her back was to him as she stood at the bar sipping on this final glass of champagne when he called out to her, “Mommy should I take my underwear off too.”
She turned. Resisting the urge to check out her new son’s “package”, as he stood there in just his briefs, Gail keep her eyes at a decent level. “I suppose, for now, you can leave them on Bobby.”
“OK,” he replied as she watched him slip under the blanket while she hurriedly polished off the last of her champagne.
Striding across the den to him, she paused standing over him, conscious of the eager way his eyes were glued to her tits before she sat down and slipped under the quilt next to him.
She let a minute or two pass as they quietly cuddled under the blanket. Turning, she snuggled her way out from under the blanket so it fell away from her chest. Dropping her voice to sultry whisper she said, “So baby, do you like how Mommy looks in her new strapless bra?” She suspected what his answer might be considering the way his poor eyes seemed to be hopelessly stuck to her chest.
“Yes, a lot,” he answered quietly.
“I thought you might have, I mean, well, I hoped so anyways. I picked it out just for you and I have sort of noticed how you have been kind of staring at my chest ever since I took off my robe . . . or maybe I am just imagining things.”
Gail could tell by the way he was blushing what his answer was, but still she pushed him. “Answer me,” she whispered as she ran a hand through his hair.
He first looked away, sighing, before turning back to her. “You weren’t imagining things, Mommy. I was staring but it’s not my fault,” he whined.
“Really . . . well whose fault is it then?”
“Nobody’s. It’s just your bra looks really pretty on you, Mommy,” he replied in all sweetness and innocence.
“So that’s why you keep staring at your mother’s chest hon?”
“Yes.”
Gail, wanting to add a touch of innocence to the naughty proceedings, dropped her voice to the sweetest of whispers, “Well, your mommy thinks there might be another reason . . . like you are curious maybe?”
“Curious about what?”
“Oh come on you know, baby.” She leaned back affording him a better view of her body . . . before inserting what she hoped to be the final piece of the puzzle. “Tell me the truth. Has a girl ever let you feel her up before, Bobby? You know, ever let you touch her boobies?”
He hesitated before answering with a quiet, “No.”
“Well, then I can imagine you must be, especially now since you are such a big boy, more than a little curious about what a woman’s boobies feel like.”
When he turned away, she quickly reached out and gently turned his face back toward her. Dropping her voice to a seductive whisper, she said, “Maybe you are even curious about what your mommy’s boobies might feel like huh?”
Their eyes met briefly before he again answered with a quiet and simple, “Yes.”
“You know honey, one of a mommy’s most important jobs in the world is to get her babies, especially her baby boys, to show the courage to explore their world so do you think you can show your mommy how courageous you are honey, with her help, of course, as I want to give your natural boyish curiosity free reign?”
After swallowing hard he nodded his head yes.
Gail sighed. So far, so good. Glancing at her phone she saw time was starting to run short.
11:44 pm
“First show your mom how brave you are by giving her a nice kiss or two and then I will satisfy that curiosity of yours honey.”
She leaned over, her arms sliding across his shoulders as their lips came together. They exchanged a pair of innocent little kisses before she carefully pushed her tongue deep into his mouth, swirling it around several times before pulling back.
Good, he seemed to be panting, she thought to herself.
Leaning down closer, she gave him several more light kisses, slipping her tongue over his lips, before she felt his tongue slip out and start to explore. She opened her mouth wider as their tongues finally met and engaged in mock battle, filling the living room with the quiet smacking of their lips before she broke things off.
She moved both her hands to his face, tilting it directly up at her. “Mommy loves her adorable little Bobby, you know that?”