My mother and father divorced when I was fifteen. My mom and I had always been close, altough after I turned eighteen the two of us started to become sort of romantically playful. Discretely, of course, and just when we were at home. Well, this went on for a year and the two of became quite comfortable enjoying having a relationship like this. Then one afternoon we sort of let ourselves get carried away and we got naked in bed together and made love. The only problem was that we really had not been planning on doing this, so we didn't take any precautions. My mom was not worried about this, and I went all the way with her. Not once, but twice that afternoon. Afterwards, we admittedly were a little regretting about this. Two weeks later, though, she had her period as normal and everything was thankfully all right, and I had not gotten her pregnant. Since then, she has gotten back on the pill and we have continued to enjoy being intimate and with no worries or regrets.