That's it baby…just like that…I'm gonna cum," Bobby said as he was getting his cock sucked in the living room.
He then watched her licking the cum off his cock as she looked at him, smiling. It was an incredibly erotic moment for the college students, when all of a sudden, the front door was unlocked, and the knob was being turned.
It was his mother! Amanda's eyes widened and her jaw dropped at the sight of some college girl licking her son's cock on the sofa. But her face quickly morphed from being stunned to being absolutely livid at what she was seeing.
"What the hell are you two doing!?!" she screamed at them.
The students were in a frenzy trying to put their clothes back on, with Bobby pulling up his pants and his classmate putting her top on.
"And who the hell are you!?" Amanda yelled, this time towards the classmate.
"Mom…I can explain…she's a classmate of mine…"
The classmate quickly grabbed her things and left, saying, 'I'm sorry' on her way out.
"This is so unbelievable," Amanda continued her furious rant. "I can't believe you would do such a thing on our couch. Our guests sit there. My friends and our family sit there. I don't even know where to begin right now."
"Sorry mom," he muttered.
She took a deep breath and calmed down. "We'll discuss this later. Right now, I need to clear my head."
***
Neither of them mentioned the incident later that day. Even when they had dinner together that night, Amanda stayed quiet compared to usual. She did her best to act as if nothing was wrong, but it was clear that it bothered her.
But later that night, she went to her son's room in a more somber mood and said she wanted to talk openly about what happened earlier. They sat on his bed, side by side, and there was a tenderness in Amanda's eyes.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you the way I did," she said in a sincere tone of voice. "I shouldn't have acted so harshly. You're a young adult now and all I'm asking is that you be a little more considerate with where you two do your private business. That was the point I was trying to get across."
"You don't need to be sorry mom, it was my fault. You're right, I shouldn't have done it there. And it won't happen again, I promise."
"So who was she?" Amanda inquired with a smile, slightly changing the subject. "A girlfriend I don't know about? I hope I didn't ruin a new relationship for you."
"She's a friend of mine from college, that's all. And no, you didn't ruin anything. We've texted each other about how painfully embarrassing that was. We kind of laughed it off."
She smiled and said in a reminiscent tone, "You've grown up so fast. I really can't blame you for doing what you did earlier. I guess I've forgotten what it's like being your age and discovering these new feelings. It's all part of growing older, I suppose."
"You sound like you're an ancient fossil or something."
"Do I?"
"Yeah, that's what you sound like," he replied. "But you're not. You're a real catch and I'm sure you have no trouble finding dates. So, I don't understand why you sound so depressed."
"Well, if I sound like a woman who hasn't been intimate in a while, it's because I haven't," Amanda said in a somber voice. "I've been on dates, sure, but I've never gone that far with any of them… I'm sorry… I really shouldn't be telling you any of this."
"It's okay," he said reassuringly. "You can talk to me about anything. I mean after all, you've already seen me in a really embarrassing situation and I gave you an honest answer."
"This is different."
"How?"
"I'm your mother. It just is different."
"So we should never talk about personal things together?"
She gave a soft sigh. "I'm only telling you this because of guilt. I still feel horrible for how I reacted earlier."
"You can tell me anything, mom."
There was a sudden gleam in Bobby's eyes. He wanted to hear this. He wanted to know more about her. Amanda noticed his hidden eagerness, but tried to think nothing of it, brushing off any sneaking suspicion.
She took a deep breath. "I haven't been intimate with another man since the divorce. In fact, your father is the only man I've ever been with in my entire life."
"Really?"
"Yes, really. It might be difficult for you to understand, but I grew up in a very conservative household with strict rules on sex and morality. And with an upbringing like that, well, here I am having this conversation with you of all people."
He nodded. "The conservative upbringing part I can understand, but it's been nearly three years since the divorce. That's a long time for any adult to go without…"
"Don't finish that sentence," Amanda warned in her motherly voice.
"Oh, right. You know what I'm trying to say though."
"I know, shocking isn't it?" she replied. "And it's not that I'm embarrassed about that issue, but I've always prided myself on being a woman with strong values, and I always worry that a guy would lose respect for me after he's had me in bed. Goodness, I can't believe I just told you that."
"Our secret. I swear."
"It better be."
"That's what makes you so special, mom. Plenty of guys prefer modest women like you. You're terrific in every way. I really appreciate you sharing this with me. I just wish I knew how to help you."
"We shouldn't even be talking about this," she replied.
"Says who? Society?"
"Yes, and common decency."
"Screw all that," he shrugged. "If you ever need any advice or anything, I'd be happy to try and help you."
"Advice? From you?"
Amanda didn't know whether to be shocked or laugh.
"I'm serious," he said. "Why not?"
It was an interesting proposition, from someone she knew would never reveal her secrets to anyone.
"I'll have to think about it," she eventually said. "I'm 46 years old and I'm not getting any younger here. So, it might be useful to get some male perspective from someone in your generation. And it just so happens that you're the only young man I know, who I can talk to like his."
Bobby's eyes seemed to brighten, and Amanda tried to think nothing of it, other than the fact that he was eager to help. "You don't need to be embarrassed, mom. I'm sure it's normal for a lot of conservative women your age to go through this after a divorce. And if you're comfortable talking about this, you know where to find me."
"Thanks. That's really sweet of you."
She stood up and gave him a kiss on the forehead. Then it was off to bed.
***
Two weeks had passed after Amanda had dated someone new. It was early in the evening and she was nervously preparing for her third date with him.
She struggled with what to wear, then decided to finally call in the favor, heading over to her son's room.
"What do you think of this outfit?" she asked, modeling her new clothes for him.
"You look fantastic mom, very classy and elegant."
"Thanks, but I was hoping for something a little more appealing, rather than 'classy,' if you catch my drift. I really like him, and I think it's time to end my dry spell."
Bobby smiled. "Oh, I know exactly what you mean. In that case, you might want to go with something a little sexier then. Got anything like that in your room?"
"I may have a few things that may do the trick. Let's head to my room, he'll be here in an hour."
They went to her bedroom and began looking through her closet for anything sexy to wear; and whenever they found something nice, they placed it on a small pile on the bed. It was the first time Bobby got to see her entire collection of bras and panties, which Amanda was slightly embarrassed by.
"Well it looks like I've got what I need," she said. "I'll take these in the bathroom
Oh come on, mom," Bobby protested. "After all my help? Just change right here, it would be a lot quicker."
For a split second, Amanda was baffled by the request, and she immediately took control of the situation.
"Don't give me that 'oh come on' stuff young man," she said sternly, but playfully enough to show that she wasn't mad at all. "You know this is different. Seeing me undressed doesn't help with anything."
"Maybe it would help you get over your fear of someone seeing you."
"You think so?"
He nodded. "After all, it's been awhile since that's happened, right? This would make it easier for you later. Besides, he'll be here soon like you said, so there's no time to waste."