“Would you get over yourself, sweetie?” Laura rolled her eyes at him. “It’s not that big of a deal. We’ll stick to either side of the bed, and it will be fine.”
She shifted so that she was lying on the bed and then patted the spot next to her. Mike blinked, and then slowly took off his shoes to join her.
She’s probably right. It won’t be that big of a deal, as long as we’re careful.
Mike’s shoulders brushed against his mom’s soft arm as he lay on his back in bed. She rolled over so she was facing him and set a hand on his chest. He felt uncomfortably hot.
“See? It’s not so bad…”
Mike turned so he was facing his mom. Her dress was almost falling off of her, the edge of her bra showing through the top. She reached over to hug him, and Mike let her. Unbelievably, his cock began to harden in his shorts.
What the fuck? She’s my mother,
“We’ll share the bed,” said Laura, her voice a whisper, “…and in the morning, we’ll be well rested to enjoy what the ship has to offer.”
Mike stared at his mom’s luscious lips and the smooth, soft curve of her neck and shoulders. His eyes settled on the line of her bust. The sun dress had slid down as she’d shifted on the bed, and he could see the bulging flesh of her big, soft breasts begging for release.
“I don’t know about this,” said Mike. “If we explain to the staff what happened, I’m sure they’d let us book another cabin.”
Laura wasn’t listening. She reached one of her hands over to Mike’s head and ran a hand through his hair. She was smiling at him. Her eyes gleamed with emotions that reminded Mike of his childhood, the way she’d stare down at him when tucking him into bed, or helping him with his homework.
“I’m really glad you came with me, Michael,” she said. “We don’t spend enough time together, anymore.”
Mike didn’t say anything.
It won’t be that bad. And it means so much to her.
His cock strained against the tight confines of his boxer briefs. Mike tried to pretend that he didn’t know exactly what it meant, and where his arousal came from.
“I’m glad I came too, mom,” he said. “I want to come with you more often. On trips like this, I mean.”
Laura kissed him softly on the cheek, her hot breath tickling the hairs on his neck, and feeling far more exciting than it should have.
“I’m going to take a bath,” she said. Mike watched as she rolled to the side of the bed and slipped off it, readjusting her dress over her boobs and butt with cute, modest movements.
Goddess Cruise Lines by Anya Merchant
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