Incest Comforting Mom

[neerathemall]

There was a sudden gleam in Bobby's eyes. He wanted to hear this. He wanted to know more about her. Amanda noticed his hidden eagerness, but tried to think nothing of it, brushing off any sneaking suspicion.
She took a deep breath. "I haven't been intimate with another man since the divorce. In fact, your father is the only man I've ever been with in my entire life."
"Really?"
"Yes, really. It might be difficult for you to understand, but I grew up in a very conservative household with strict rules on sex and morality. And with an upbringing like that, well, here I am having this conversation with you of all people."
He nodded. "The conservative upbringing part I can understand, but it's been nearly three years since the divorce. That's a long time for any adult to go without..."
"Don't finish that sentence," Amanda warned in her motherly voice.
"Oh, right. You know what I'm trying to say though."
"I know, shocking isn't it?" she replied. "And it's not that I'm embarrassed about that issue, but I've always prided myself on being a woman with strong values, and I always worry that a guy would lose respect for me after he's had me in bed. Goodness, I can't believe I just told you that."
"Our secret. I swear."
"It better be."
"That's what makes you so special, mom. Plenty of guys prefer modest women like you. You're terrific in every way. I really appreciate you sharing this with me. I just wish I knew how to help you."
"We shouldn't even be talking about this," she replied.
"Says who? Society?"
"Yes, and common decency."
"Screw all that," he shrugged. "If you ever need any advice or anything, I'd be happy to try and help you."
"Advice? From you?"
Amanda didn't know whether to be shocked or laugh.
"I'm serious," he said. "Why not?"
It was an interesting proposition, from someone she knew would never reveal her secrets to anyone.
"I'll have to think about it," she eventually said. "I'm 46 years old and I'm not getting any younger here. So it might be useful to get some male perspective from someone in your generation. And it just so happens that you're the only young man I know, who I can talk to like his."
Bobby's eyes seemed to brighten, and Amanda tried to think nothing of it, other than the fact that he was eager to help. "You don't need to be embarrassed, mom. I'm sure it's normal for a lot of conservative women your age to go through this after a divorce. And if you're comfortable talking about this, you know where to find me."
"Thanks. That's really sweet of you."
She stood up and gave him a kiss on the forehead. Then it was off to bed.
***
Two weeks had past after Amanda had dated someone new. It was early in the evening and she was nervously preparing for her third date with him.
She struggled with what to wear, then decided to finally call in the favor, heading over to her son's room.
"What do you think of this outfit?" she asked, modeling her new clothes for him.
"You look fantastic mom, very classy and elegant."
"Thanks, but I was hoping for something a little more appealing, rather than 'classy,' if you catch my drift. I really like him, and I think it's time to end my dry spell."
Bobby smiled. "Oh, I know exactly what you mean. In that case, you might want to go with something a little sexier then. Got anything like that in your room?"
"I may have a few things that may do the trick. Let's head to my room, he'll be here in an hour."
They went to her bedroom and began looking through her closet for anything sexy to wear; and whenever they found something nice, they placed it on a small pile on the bed. It was the first time Bobby got to see her entire collection of bras and panties, which Amanda was slightly embarrassed by.
"Well it looks like I've got what I need," she said. "I'll take these in the bathroom with me and I'll be out in a second for your thoughts."
"Oh come on, mom," Bobby protested. "After all my help? Just change right here, it would be a lot quicker."
For a split second, Amanda was baffled by the request, and she immediately took control of the situation.
"Don't give me that 'oh come on' stuff young man," she said sternly, but playfully enough to show that she wasn't mad at all. "You know this is different. Seeing me undressed doesn't help with anything."
"Maybe it would help you get over your fear of someone seeing you."
"You think so?"
He nodded. "After all, it's been awhile since that's happened, right? This would make it easier for you later. Besides, he'll be here soon like you said, so there's no time to waste."
"You never give up, do you?"
He shook his head. "Not when it comes to seeing someone as beautiful as you are."
She smiled at the flattery. "Don't expect this to happen ever ever ever again, so get a good look while you have this opportunity."
"I'm a man of good taste. I know how to appreciate quality."
"Now you're just trying to make me blush."
With that, she took off her expensive jacket and uncharacteristically tossed it the floor. Then off came her belt and then her pants, which were also thrown carelessly to the floor as well. Her legs were beautiful. They had a nice tone to them, and the curves around her hips and thighs seemed to have a strong effect on Bobby, which Amanda immediately noticed.
"Enjoying the show so far?" she asked teasingly.
"Of course I am, you've got great legs mom. I can't wait to see the rest of you."
Her eyebrow rose. "You expect to see more?"
"Look at the time. He'll be here soon."