Just Once

My parents were divorced when I was younger and it was just my mom and me. Early one morning I just gotten up and I was going past my mom’s room. The door was open and I saw her standing there naked. I guess that she wasn’t expecting me to be up that early. She wasn’t upset and she just laughed. Then she asked me if I wanted to do it with her, and told me just once.

I was just wearing a t-shirt and boxers. So I took those off and joined her on the bed and we had sex. It wasn’t exactly romantic and more just functional really, although it felt good doing that with my mom and I enjoyed it and apparently she did, too.

The whole thing only took about ten minutes at the most, then we got dressed and had breakfast and we never talked about, then or later, or ever again. I kind of hoped that I would get a chance to do it with her again, but I was always afraid to ask. Still, that is a great memory and I’m glad that I got to do that with mom.