Taking Mom to the Movies

[neerathemall]

he car ride home was mostly silent. It was an awkward situation for both of us. We had just engaged in hot incestuous sex and neither of us knew how to react to it. Who would?
I pulled into the driveway and parked inside the garage. When I turned the car off, my mother just sat there silently. There was a blank expression on her face
"What...have...we...done?" my mother asked, shaking her head. "I can't believe this."
Everything had finally sunk in to my mother. The alcohol had worn off and she was finally thinking clearly again. At that moment, I felt like the biggest jerk in the world for taking sexual advantage of my semi-drunk mother.
"I'm sorry. I should have stopped it."
My mother put her hands on her face. "Don't blame yourself. It was my fault."
"No, mom, I should have..."
"Don't tell anyone," she said, turning to look at me. "Promise me that you'll never tell anyone about this. I'll be ruined. My life would be completely ruined if anyone knew what we did."
"Of course. I promise."
My mother didn't say anything back. Instead, she just got out of the car and went inside the house. I sat there for a moment feeling like an asshole. Thoughts and questions swirled through my mind. How could I have done such a thing? How could I have let any of that happen? Would she ever forgive me? Inside the house, I noticed my mother's black panties on the floor. It was an odd sight because my mother is such a neat person. She never leaves clothes laying around. She must have been devastated.
I picked up the panties to bring to my mother's room. They were soaking wet with her vaginal fluids and probably my cum as well, which must have been dripping out of her.
When I went up the stairs, I saw my mother's dress on the floor. I wondered how devastated she must have been since she was throwing her expensive clothes around the house.
My mother's black bra was also on the floor. A part of me was becoming slightly aroused again. I picked up her bra and carried all of her clothes.
I was almost afraid to look inside of her room. I figured she must have been a complete wreck after having sex with her own son inside of a movie theater. She must have been furious with me.
When I looked in my mother's room, I saw her bare backside. She was completely naked, from head to toe. She was standing in front of her dressing room table, removing her jewelry. I stood there frozen. After taking off both earrings and her necklace, she walked to her bathroom and I saw her completely naked for the very first time in my life.
Her body looked beautiful. It was mature and sexy. Her breasts sagged a little and her body looked luscious with the right amount of womanly curves. She was completely unabashed being naked in front of me.
"I desperately need a shower," she said, standing naked. "I'm sure you could use one also. We're both pretty filthy right now after everything we've done tonight."
"Yeah," was all I managed to say.
"Care to join me? I could use someone to scratch my back."
"Are you sure?"