Incest Comforting Mom

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"That's true. But it's useful having you around in the forest. You've also helped keep me grounded. Maybe I work too much. Maybe this trip is what I needed to set my priorities straight, which is family."
He smiles, "I think you're being too hard on yourself. Anyway, I'm glad you're enjoying this spiritual retreat. You seem happy here."
Her son takes another glance at her chest before looking away. Standing in the cold water and thinking about erections, Dani knows her nipples are rock hard. A gust of wind blows, pressing her tshirt across her chest. It makes her son steal another glance.
"You're right, I'm happy here."
Dani faces the sunlight and smiles. She closes her eyes as the sun beams on her face. She outstretches her arms and puts her hands behind her back -- knowing the wind is blowing -- so her nipples become even more prominent as they poke through her tshirt. She wonders if Robert is getting a good look. Of course he is.
As the sun goes down, Dani marvels at her son becoming a man. There's a big difference between being 19 and the years before. It's an epiphany that mothers have when the time is right. Her son used to be dependent on her, like all sons should be in those years.
Now her son is capable of surviving in the outdoors without any complaints. She saw his physical strength on the hikes, doing labor, and helping some women carry heavy things. Dani even marvels at her son's ability to complete introspective tasks such as mediation and inward-reflecting.
Her son is the man she always envisioned.
The spiritual leader mixes herbs and tonics in a bowl. He explains the need for each person to surrender and search within themselves. Everyone in the group takes these words to heart.
Each person is given a serving. It's one mouthful and the taste is bitter. It's safe and plant based, but make no mistake, it's a hallucinogen drug. The leaders have experience administering this drug and carefully monitor everyone's health.
After 30 minutes of meditation, it's time for bed and for the lingering effects of the mild drug to continue in their sleep. It's the purpose of the small tents, so people can have a sense of isolation for their dreams.
Dani enters the tent with her son. There's a bit of awkwardness as they figure things out. They have separate sleeping bags within the tent and they lay down. When their shoulders press, the tension grows.
"How are you feeling?" she asks.
She adjusts herself to get comfortable. Her son gets comfortable as well in the tight space they share. There's still light outside from the campfire, which will be extinguished soon by the group leader.
"I can't remember the last time we slept this close together."
"Years and years ago," she answers.
Dirt is being shoveled onto the campfire outside, making the light inside the tent dimmer. Her body feels like it's floating from the lingering effects of the herbal mixture.
"Mom, I'm high right now," Robert says with a short laugh. "I think you're the only mom in our neighborhood that encourages family drug use."
She reaches over and pats her son's chest. "It's all-natural herbal properties. It's non-addictive and good for the mind. I would never condone the use of hard, illegal drugs."
"I'm only kidding."
She listens to the lightness of Robert's voice, as her son drifts to sleep. Dani is sleepy as well. Outside, a final shovel of dirt extinguishes the campfire and it's pitch black.
When she closes her eyes, she dreams of a time in college when she began to regularly have sex, when sex started to feel normal to her. Those memories and feelings come to her in a rush. It makes her wet to dream about. She's mostly asleep and her toes curl. Her leg muscles tense.
Dani sucks in a deep breath when her mind wanders to her late-husband, the man who took her sexuality to new heights. In her youthful days, she'd invite her late-husband to her office when she'd have to work late. Her late-husband worked a few buildings away in the downtown area, so the trip was easy to arrange.
With the doors closed, she'd open her blouse to reveal a see-through bra made from sheer materials. When she lifted her office skirt, her crotchless panties would be revealed. Something she'd wear all day in anticipation of these events.
After that it would be an intense quickie of oral exchanges and rough sex on her desk. It was the hot and dirty kind. For years they'd do that in her office, every once in a while when the opportunity presented itself.