We had bay windows at one end of the room and wide glass patio doors at the other, leading to the garden. No TV of course, as mom only let me have that in my room.

We also had some bits of furniture like a hi-fi cabinet, bookcases, various lampshades and the glass coffee table I had put the wine bottle on. It was quite good sized, about 18 feet wide by 25 feet in length, with a plush light beige carpet, 3 piece cream coloured sofa, comprising two large single sofa chairs and one extra large 3 seater, a fire place in the centre of the wall than ran the length of the room, and a white rug in front of it. It might help you to know the layout of our living room. I did as she asked, getting the wine bottle and glasses from the kitchen, and placing them on our glass coffee table which was in front of the 3 seater sofa. Take the wine and two glasses into the living room. I managed to get to the end of the CD and was about to put another on, when I heard mom call down to me. Recently, I'd got into jazz type stuff, so I stuck on a Norah Jones CD, and laid back on the 3 seater sofa with my legs up, eyes closed, listening to her wonderful tones. I cleared things up, tidied and washed the dishes in the kitchen, and then decided to chill out in the living room, by listening to some music. I sat for a moment trying to take it all in. I still couldn't keep my eyes off mom's glorious full ass cheeks in her shorts as she walked out. Your turn for clearing up after dinner and the washing up I think!' And with that, she got up and walked out of the room, leaving me sitting alone at the dining table. 'I'm glad you said black,' replied mom, 'As most of the lingerie I bought was that colour. I've never been asked that question before, mom, but I guess if you ask me what I used to like to look at in magazines, it would be black. Tell me, what colour underwear do you like?' I'm going up to my room, but I'll call you when I'm ready. She said, 'We'll have some more wine later if you like. When we finished I'd only had the one glass and mom the same.

As I drank more of the wine I became more and more relaxed, and I thought mom did too. We carried on our meal and talked about usual day-to-day things. Let's finish eating and talk about something else.' 'Well, you say, and I'll tell you if we can. 'Er, like what mom?' I asked, questioningly. 'But,' continued mom, 'We can do other things.'

I felt a rush of disappointment go through me. 'But, one thing Jacob, although I didn't say anything at the time, you did try to rub yourself on my pussy through my shorts earlier. 'What has to be done, has to be done,' mom replied. 'I know, but.er.you're really helping so much.in er.you know.stimulating me.' 'Thank you for saying so Jacob, but I'm sure most mothers try to help their son's as much as they can.' 'I really do appreciate all your help, mom,' I said. I felt I should say something about her last remark. My eyes wandered to mom's cleavage, which was clearly showing. It was good, and immediately had a relaxing effect on me. I became silent for a moment, thinking about what she had just said, as we ate. There are two people involved in this after all Jacob, you should not forget that.' 'Just think of it as part of the medicinal process of helping you to cum. 'It will help to relax you,' said mom, without looking at me. 'Wine?' I said questioningly, as we sat down. Mom normally only drank alcohol on special occasions or social events and had rarely allowed me to drink at home, although I did drink if I went out with friends. I was surprised to see a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses there. She served up the plates and we both took them into our dining room. Mom was in the kitchen, still wearing her tight shorts and low cut top. I decided to have a quick shower, put on a fresh pair of boxer's under my gown, and then went downstairs. There may be a bit more time between posting new chapters, but I hope to make it continue for a while. Thanks again to everyone who has sent in feedback for this series.

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