In His Mother’s Bed - The Beginning - Book 1 of "Taboo Adventures with Mom"
Tia Lascivo
Maison d'édition: Boruma Publishing
Synopsis
Aaron's break-up with his girl takes him back home. His mom has been doing sexy webcam shows during her son's absence. She confesses. Mother and son break every law by starting a wild taboo affair. ~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~ His mom held her lower lip between her teeth, sunglasses aimed his way. “I told you, I wasn’t expecting any visitors. God, you gave me such a fright,” she said. They chuckled and then Aaron went to drink beer. He found it done. “Oh,” he said. His mom tinkled a laugh. “Going through that fast today.” Aaron looked at her glass and then at his bottle before setting his focus on his mom’s face. He said: “One of those days.” Then pointed to the glass. Said: “I could take another beer. What about you? More wine?” His mom frowned. “Better not. I’ve … I’ve got an appointment,” she said. Aaron watched as his mom went for her phone. She checked the time. Added: “Soon.” “Okay,” Aaron put in. A pause followed. Time passed. It got awkward. Aaron looked at his mom. He asked: “You okay?” She winced and muttered something Aaron couldn’t make out. Then she said: “Listen, I think there’s something you should know.” Fear flashed through Aaron. He sat upright. Asked: “Is everything okay? You’re not sick, are you, mom?” His mother shook her head. “No, not sick. Just busy. I’ve started something and, well, I worry you might disapprove.” Aaron stared and then nodded. Asked: “What have you started, mom?” “Oh God,” she muttered. Anxiety fluttered inside Aaron. He said: “Okay, now I’m worried. The way you’re acting…?” His mom sighed and waved a dismissive hand. “No, it’s nothing for you to worry about,” she said. She drained the wine and then sighed again, looking at Aaron. “So, I guess I’ll tell you what’s going on,” she said. Aaron frowned. “This sounds bad, mom. Kinda ominous. I’m worried.” His mother gave a half-shrug. “It’s nothing to worry about. I promise. It’s just very … personal, Aaron. I worry how you’re going to take it.” “Mom, come on. What the heck are you saying? Is it a guy? Are you seeing someone?” His mom stared and then blurted a laugh, the sound of it like she thought the idea ridiculous. “A guy? Jesus, no! I’m not seeing anyone, honey. I’ve been celibate for over a year—by choice, I hasten to add. There’s been no guy. Don’t need one. Don’t want one,” she finished. Aaron pulled a face. Said: “But--” “No,” his mom cut in. She held up one hand. “Listen, you’re a grown-up, Aaron. I’m not going to kid around and hide it from you. I’ll tell you what’s what.” “Okay, go ahead,” Aaron said.
