by katyt » Thu Sep 19, 2024 6:16 am
I had been out of the house for 12 years and was now 31 years old. I had received a call from my Mother asking if I could possibly come see her for a day to two and give her a hand around the house. I said "Sure Mom, I could come by Friday evening and leave Sunday early to be back home and ready for work Monday." I had not seen Mom in about 4 months so was ready to go visit.
We only live 45 minutes away from each other, So I should see her and Dad more than I do, but we all get busy with our own lives.
I got the call on Wednesday so had plenty of time to get ready for whatever odd jobs she and Dad needed help with. Dad had a stroke 6 years ago, and although he was willing to do things, his body could just not do what the mind told it.
Before the stroke, he could do almost anything around the house and do it well. Now, sadly, he just sits there, heartbroken over the things he can no longer do.
Mom looked healthy for 49, not fat and not thin, standing about 5'6" tall and weighing around 57kg. She had gained a few pounds since my teenage years, but she was still doing pretty well for her age—just your average mom.
One that like most boys, I had many fantasies over in my younger years. Yes, I had looked in the clothes hamper for her used panties, sniffed them and saw the stains from her wetness during the days wear. I also jacked off in them many times.
I had no intentions of repeating that, but was eager to see her and Dad this weekend. Being unmarried, I had no one to worry about at my apartment, no pets, no fish so I was good to go when Friday came.
I left work an hour early Friday so I would not be too late getting Home, Well, what had been my Home for the first 20 years of my life anyway. I drove home, got my bag for the weekend and drove to Moms.
I got there around 6 P.M. and knocked on the door, Mom answered the door and gave me a hug hug and kissed me like I had been gone for years instead of months. I grinned and hugged her tightly against my chest, feeling her breasts mash against me as we hugged in the doorway.
She ushered me inside, closed the door and told me Supper would be ready shortly for me to go say hi to dad. I walked in to the Living room and saw dad sitting in his recliner watching the nightly news. His eyes glanced towards me as I entered the room, but he seemed distant.
I walked over and leaned in, gave him a hug and asked how he was doing. He had trouble speaking since his stroke but got his point through in short order. I asked if he needed anything, that I was going to talk to mom. He nodded No, so I went into the kitchen and sat down while mom finished up supper. It smelled great in her kitchen, the aromas brought back many good memories of days gone by.
Mom was busy as she usually was when cooking, and I watched her hips swinging as she walked from the stove to the fridge and saw how her dress would hug her ass when she bent over to get something that was in the bottom of the fridge or cabinets. And felt a stirring in my loins as I stared at her.
We chatted about my life and job and if I had any new women in my life for a few minutes and I had to pee so I had to go to the restroom. Mom, looked over her shoulder, "Honey, use the one in our bedroom, the other one is one of the things I need your help with, the toilet is leaking so the water is turned off on it." I said, "Sure Mom, we can check that tomorrow and get it fixed easily enough."
I went in her bathroom, and peed, made sure I put the lid back down, she hated when we didn't as I remembered, and as I turned to leave I saw the clothes hamper, the lid open, a bra and pair of panties on top. Well, old habits are hard to break, even if I thought I had broken that one, I guess I had not.
I reached over and picked up her bra, I saw the tag inside, 34 b. Not big by any means but I recalled seeing them on a few occasions as a kid, small and they sagged and the thought of them brought a smile to my face.
I remember her nipples as thick and long and the aureola a light brown and about the size of a half dollar. I smelled it and could smell the faint scent of her perfume on it. I then reached in and picked up her used panties,
I saw the familiar stains from her wetness and even a few pubes stuck to them. I put them to my nose and inhaled, Oh the memories flooded back to me as my cock got hard.
Not wanting to raise suspicion because of my delay, I quickly put everything back in the basket and returned to the kitchen. "Dinner will be ready soon, dear. Would you like some tea or something else to drink?" she asked.
"Of course, mom, tea would be great, thanks." She poured me a glass of sweet tea, and I sat down to chat with her for a while longer.
"OK, could you go get your dad and we can eat." She told me a few minutes later, I got up and went to get dad. He was sleeping in his chair so I gently shook him awake, "Dad? Supper is ready. You hungry? I asked him. He nodded yes and I helped him up and to the kitchen.
I did not know how hard it was on mom having to do this every meal as he leaned on me and basically stumbled into the kitchen with him.
We ate and mom and I chatted some more while dad fed himself slowly. After we finished, mom said "I will take dad to bed, he likes to lay down after supper, Be back soon."
I got the dishes started in the dishwasher for her while I waited. Soon she was back and we put up the leftovers together, I noticed she was always near me as we did.
When we had finished up the kitchen, we went to the living room to watch television some, Mom asked, "Would you like something to drink? I have some Bourbon if you would like a mixed drink!" "Sure mom that sounds great."
She got up and went and mixed us both a stiff drink and we sat next to each other on the couch and drank some and talked some.
"Mom, I didn't know how bad of shape dad had gotten in the past few months, why didn't you say something? Me or Jan or Jen (my two sisters, One older and one younger) Would have come over more to help you with him." I asked.
"Oh, you kids have your own life's to live, he isn't that big a burden, although I do miss his help around the house with repairs. And also..." Her voice faded as I could only guess what she meant by that last remark.
We finished the drinks and I got up this time and made another for us. Mom was never much of a drinker, so she got buzzed fairly easy. We finished watching the show on TV and she told me "I am going to go to bed now, not that there is anything there for me!"
Once again I could only think of one thing she meant by that.
I turned off the television and went to my old room, got undressed and fell into bed. I was sleeping in no time, after thinking they bought a new mattress for the bed. I slept well, a dreamless sleep and a good one.
I woke up earlier than normal, so thought I would get an early start on the toilets repair, I went in to see what was needed and found it would be a simple repair, So I went to the nearest store to get the supplies needed and was back home in less than 45 minutes.
Mom was still not stirring nor was dad as far as I could hear when I returned, so I went to the garage and found the tools I would need and got to work. Soon after I heard mom walking down the hall, "Well you sure got an early start son, Need some coffee? I am about to make some."
"Sure Mom, thanks." I replied and I noticed she was wearing the same old blue robe she had years ago, even more thread bare than before from the years of use. Once again I watched her ass as she walked away and she was off to the kitchen.
Her ass was nothing a model would have or an overly large woman, but it looked soft and had a nice jiggle to it as her hips swayed when she walked. I returned to the task at hand and was halfway done when she came back in holding two cups of coffee.
Bending down to her knees she handed me one and as I sat up I got a glimpse up her robe, she had on some nice green panties and I even saw some of her pubes sticking out the sides of her leg holes in them.
I quickly turned my eyes up to her face, I know she saw me looking and did not seem angry or disturbed by it. Even though it was a quick look, I saw enough to give me something to work with tonight when I went back to bed.
I had been out of the house for 12 years and was now 31 years old. I had received a call from my Mother asking if I could possibly come see her for a day to two and give her a hand around the house. I said "Sure Mom, I could come by Friday evening and leave Sunday early to be back home and ready for work Monday." I had not seen Mom in about 4 months so was ready to go visit.
We only live 45 minutes away from each other, So I should see her and Dad more than I do, but we all get busy with our own lives.
I got the call on Wednesday so had plenty of time to get ready for whatever odd jobs she and Dad needed help with. Dad had a stroke 6 years ago, and although he was willing to do things, his body could just not do what the mind told it.
Before the stroke, he could do almost anything around the house and do it well. Now, sadly, he just sits there, heartbroken over the things he can no longer do.
Mom looked healthy for 49, not fat and not thin, standing about 5'6" tall and weighing around 57kg. She had gained a few pounds since my teenage years, but she was still doing pretty well for her age—just your average mom.
One that like most boys, I had many fantasies over in my younger years. Yes, I had looked in the clothes hamper for her used panties, sniffed them and saw the stains from her wetness during the days wear. I also jacked off in them many times.
I had no intentions of repeating that, but was eager to see her and Dad this weekend. Being unmarried, I had no one to worry about at my apartment, no pets, no fish so I was good to go when Friday came.
I left work an hour early Friday so I would not be too late getting Home, Well, what had been my Home for the first 20 years of my life anyway. I drove home, got my bag for the weekend and drove to Moms.
I got there around 6 P.M. and knocked on the door, Mom answered the door and gave me a hug hug and kissed me like I had been gone for years instead of months. I grinned and hugged her tightly against my chest, feeling her breasts mash against me as we hugged in the doorway.
She ushered me inside, closed the door and told me Supper would be ready shortly for me to go say hi to dad. I walked in to the Living room and saw dad sitting in his recliner watching the nightly news. His eyes glanced towards me as I entered the room, but he seemed distant.
I walked over and leaned in, gave him a hug and asked how he was doing. He had trouble speaking since his stroke but got his point through in short order. I asked if he needed anything, that I was going to talk to mom. He nodded No, so I went into the kitchen and sat down while mom finished up supper. It smelled great in her kitchen, the aromas brought back many good memories of days gone by.
Mom was busy as she usually was when cooking, and I watched her hips swinging as she walked from the stove to the fridge and saw how her dress would hug her ass when she bent over to get something that was in the bottom of the fridge or cabinets. And felt a stirring in my loins as I stared at her.
We chatted about my life and job and if I had any new women in my life for a few minutes and I had to pee so I had to go to the restroom. Mom, looked over her shoulder, "Honey, use the one in our bedroom, the other one is one of the things I need your help with, the toilet is leaking so the water is turned off on it." I said, "Sure Mom, we can check that tomorrow and get it fixed easily enough."
I went in her bathroom, and peed, made sure I put the lid back down, she hated when we didn't as I remembered, and as I turned to leave I saw the clothes hamper, the lid open, a bra and pair of panties on top. Well, old habits are hard to break, even if I thought I had broken that one, I guess I had not.
I reached over and picked up her bra, I saw the tag inside, 34 b. Not big by any means but I recalled seeing them on a few occasions as a kid, small and they sagged and the thought of them brought a smile to my face.
I remember her nipples as thick and long and the aureola a light brown and about the size of a half dollar. I smelled it and could smell the faint scent of her perfume on it. I then reached in and picked up her used panties,
I saw the familiar stains from her wetness and even a few pubes stuck to them. I put them to my nose and inhaled, Oh the memories flooded back to me as my cock got hard.
Not wanting to raise suspicion because of my delay, I quickly put everything back in the basket and returned to the kitchen. "Dinner will be ready soon, dear. Would you like some tea or something else to drink?" she asked.
"Of course, mom, tea would be great, thanks." She poured me a glass of sweet tea, and I sat down to chat with her for a while longer.
"OK, could you go get your dad and we can eat." She told me a few minutes later, I got up and went to get dad. He was sleeping in his chair so I gently shook him awake, "Dad? Supper is ready. You hungry? I asked him. He nodded yes and I helped him up and to the kitchen.
I did not know how hard it was on mom having to do this every meal as he leaned on me and basically stumbled into the kitchen with him.
We ate and mom and I chatted some more while dad fed himself slowly. After we finished, mom said "I will take dad to bed, he likes to lay down after supper, Be back soon."
I got the dishes started in the dishwasher for her while I waited. Soon she was back and we put up the leftovers together, I noticed she was always near me as we did.
When we had finished up the kitchen, we went to the living room to watch television some, Mom asked, "Would you like something to drink? I have some Bourbon if you would like a mixed drink!" "Sure mom that sounds great."
She got up and went and mixed us both a stiff drink and we sat next to each other on the couch and drank some and talked some.
"Mom, I didn't know how bad of shape dad had gotten in the past few months, why didn't you say something? Me or Jan or Jen (my two sisters, One older and one younger) Would have come over more to help you with him." I asked.
"Oh, you kids have your own life's to live, he isn't that big a burden, although I do miss his help around the house with repairs. And also..." Her voice faded as I could only guess what she meant by that last remark.
We finished the drinks and I got up this time and made another for us. Mom was never much of a drinker, so she got buzzed fairly easy. We finished watching the show on TV and she told me "I am going to go to bed now, not that there is anything there for me!"
Once again I could only think of one thing she meant by that.
I turned off the television and went to my old room, got undressed and fell into bed. I was sleeping in no time, after thinking they bought a new mattress for the bed. I slept well, a dreamless sleep and a good one.
I woke up earlier than normal, so thought I would get an early start on the toilets repair, I went in to see what was needed and found it would be a simple repair, So I went to the nearest store to get the supplies needed and was back home in less than 45 minutes.
Mom was still not stirring nor was dad as far as I could hear when I returned, so I went to the garage and found the tools I would need and got to work. Soon after I heard mom walking down the hall, "Well you sure got an early start son, Need some coffee? I am about to make some."
"Sure Mom, thanks." I replied and I noticed she was wearing the same old blue robe she had years ago, even more thread bare than before from the years of use. Once again I watched her ass as she walked away and she was off to the kitchen.
Her ass was nothing a model would have or an overly large woman, but it looked soft and had a nice jiggle to it as her hips swayed when she walked. I returned to the task at hand and was halfway done when she came back in holding two cups of coffee.
Bending down to her knees she handed me one and as I sat up I got a glimpse up her robe, she had on some nice green panties and I even saw some of her pubes sticking out the sides of her leg holes in them.
I quickly turned my eyes up to her face, I know she saw me looking and did not seem angry or disturbed by it. Even though it was a quick look, I saw enough to give me something to work with tonight when I went back to bed.