Her sudden fierce declaration of love surprised even herself, but it was a feeling that came over with such, yes fierceness, as they kissed, she needed to let it out.
“I love you too, Mommy,” he told her back before adding, “Lots and lots.”
She pulled him close, down and against her chest, as he closed his eyes. After running her fingers through his hair, she pulled back slightly, her hands firmly around the back of his head, and began to sway her chest back and forth causing her nice, firm tits to soothingly brush back and forth across his cheeks.
Looking down, she observed how his eyes were closed and his breathing had become ragged. Her swaying became more pronounced as she pushed his face flush against her breasts.
“You like that honey. You like the way your Mommy’s pretty bra feels all nice and soft against your face?”
He whispered a hoarse, “Yes.” Reaching down, she grabbed his hands before leaning back on the sofa and guiding them up to her chest.
Pushing them against the fullness of her tits she whispered, “So how do they feel, baby? Nice, I hope.”
She felt his shy, inexperienced hands give her tits a tentative squeeze or two before he whispered, “Oh God, yes, Mommy they feel nice.”
She allowed him another two or three soft squeezes before she said, “Honey, your mommy needs to lean back now and relax. I am feeling a bit dizzy from all the champagne I drank . . .”
She stroked the side of his face as Bobby reluctantly pulled his hands away. Giving him a warm smile, she added, “But I liked the super nice and gentle way you are playing with your mommy’s boobies just now so as I close my eyes and lean back you can keep playing with them if you want.”
Before reclining back against the sofa she took a quick glance over to her phone where it was sitting on the armrest of the sofa just to the left of her. Gail’s pulse quickened; she didn’t have much time left.
11:48 pm
“I mean, you weren’t done yet, right baby, exploring your curiosity about your mommy’s boobies and playing with them a bit I hope.” To help facilitate his answer she reached over and grabbed his hands guiding them back to her chest. “I really hope not coz it’s important you explore your curiosity to its fullest extent.”
“No, I wasn’t done yet,” was his not so surprising answer.
She allowed him to feel her breasts through her bra for the next minute or two before she opened her eyes and lifted her head up, saying, “Sweetie, I know you think your mommy’s bra is really pretty and all, but you might like playing with her boobies better if her bra wasn’t in the way . . . don’t you think?” She tilted her head at him while giving him a seductive smile. “So you want to try and take mommy’s bra off, sweetie?”
“OK, Mommy I’ll try,” he replied.
She turned her back to him, allowing him to attempt to unhook her bra, and after his inexperienced fingers blundered around a bit trying in vain to undo the first of the double clasps he said, “Mommy, I think it’s stuck.”
She started to reach around to her back meaning to undo her bra for him when she glanced over at her phone. Time was growing perilously short now before the midnight hour struck and she needed to be doing something naughty with her son.
11:53 pm
“You know what . . . maybe it’s better anyways we just leave mommy’s bra on for the time being. Besides it’s about time where we moved down in front of the fire so mommy can share something very special with her baby boy. Something she hasn’t shared in a very, very long time.”
“What is it Mommy?” he asked eagerly.
“First be a good boy and go grab the pillow chair over there in the corner and drag it over here to in front of the fire and then once we get settled I will show you. Now hurry, sweetheart, we haven’t got much time.”