I could hear Mathews breathing in shorter and shallower gasps now and I knew he was close to cumming too.
"Yes mommy, cum for me," he gasped.
My eyes closed I pictured Mathews with my panties near his face, inhaling my scent, and then sticking his tongue out and taking the crotch of the panties into his mouth, trying to taste me through them. My finger worked my clit furiously now and I felt it get even bigger. I arched my back and plunged a finger in, then another, ramming them in and out.
"Aaaahhh," I gasped, as my head flew back and the phone dropped to the carpet below. I was lost in my own orgasm and didn't even notice the phone on the floor until I started returning to a state of consciousness. I quickly picked it up and sucked the juice off my fingers.
"I'm sorry, baby, are you still there? I dropped the phone," I said, my breathing ragged.
"God mom, that was so hot," he said. "I don't think I have ever cum that hard."
"Me, neither baby," I said, still struggling to gain my breath and composure.
"I heard sucking. Did you just taste your own pussy juice off your finger?, Mathews sounded surprised.
"Yes baby, mommy likes that."
"Geez," Mark gasped. "Have you ever... you know... in real life... you know... been with another woman."
If I had been in more control, or more rational, I would have deflected that question. I had never discussed my sexual history with Mark, or hardly anyone else. But, like I said earlier, at the moment modesty didn't seem to fit the moment.
"Yes honey, I have. It's been a long time, but back in college my roommate and I hooked up a few times. I loved eating her pussy and she may have been the best cunt lapper I have ever had. I think we better hang up now. I need to get ready for bed."
"Okay mom, and thanks," he said, also obviously out of breath, "I hope we can do this again."
"We'll see," I blushed. "Goodnight honey."
The next morning I decided to work from home again. It wasn't that I had so much to do around the house as much as I was afraid if I went into the office, everyone would somehow be able to infer from the look on my face that I had fingered myself to an earth shattering orgasm the previous night while my son listened in. I knew that was silly, but I also knew that I was probably not going to be able to think about anything else that day until I came to some resolution myself.
As I sorted through my feelings, I quickly realized that my previous efforts to limit myself had proved to be absurd. For god's sake, I had specifically had a talk with Mathews just last night about how inappropriate our previous conversation was and how that shouldn't and couldn't happen again... and the phone call had ended with me dropping the phone because I was cumming so hard. I had to get more realistic with myself and my expectations of future conversations with Mathews.
I stood in my kitchen sipping my first cup of coffee when I heard the back door open.
"Knock-knock," Juli said cheerily. "You busy?" We both had open door privileges to each other's house, but since I was so wrapped up in my own thoughts this particular morning, I couldn't help but jump.
"Oh! Gosh, hi Juli. I'm sorry. You're always welcome, but I guess I was about a million miles away when you came in and it startled me," I smiled.
"Oh, no. I'm sorry Laura. I just saw your car was still in the garage and figured you were working from home and thought I would come get a cup of coffee and chat before I get my day started. Are you okay?"
I laughed at myself for being so caught up in my own thoughts that I got startled. "I'm good," I said. "Get yourself some coffee while I go change." I was still in the t-shirt and panties that I had slept in the night before. The t-shirt barely covered my underwear and, while Juli and I have changed clothes in front of each other many times while shopping, this morning I felt almost naked standing in front of her wearing so little.
"Oh, don't bother," she said. "I can't stay long. What had you so deep in thought?" she said casually as she poured herself a cup of coffee.
"Um, oh nothing. I was just thinking about Mathews. I spoke with him last night," I offered, hoping she didn't notice me blushing. I was trying to sound laid-back as if it was just a normal mother-son chat.
"Hey, speaking of Mathews," she said, now with a little more animation in her voice, "you never told me... how did the 'accidental surprise' work out? Did he ever say anything?"
Juli was smiling as she said this, the kind of smile one has when they are in on a secret and want to hear all of the gossip. I, on the other hand, began too slightly panic.
"Yes, he found them," I said light-heartedly. "I'm sure he is getting good use out of them. What do you have going on today?"
She laughed. "You're not getting off that easily, Laura. I think I've earned the right to some details. After all, it was my idea if you remember."
I gulped down a large sip of coffee while I tried to formulate my answer. "Okay... sure..." I said slowly, trying to buy time. "Well, he called a couple of days later and said that he found them, and I acted all embarrassed and told him that I was sorry, it must have been an accident. I think he bought it." I hoped we could shift the conversation.
Juli's smile turned into a more piercing kind of Cheshire grin, and she looked me right in the eyes. "Hey, it's me you are talking to remember? The one that you can tell anything to, and vice versa. I know you well enough to be able to see that there is more to this story. Come on, spill."
I sighed. "Well, yes... I guess there is a little more," I said staring down at the floor. "But if I tell you, you have to promise that you won't think I am a terrible mother." For the next 15 minutes I recounted to my best friend the initial and subsequent conversations that my son and I had. I wasn't graphic, but was clear that he and I had heard each other masturbate over the phone and that I had let him listen to me cum. When I finished both she and I were flushed. Since I wasn't wearing a bra, it must have been apparent to her that my nipples were hard and that telling the story had both excited and embarrassed me.
For what seemed like an eternity neither of us spoke. Finally, I looked up and saw that Juli had a kind of glazed over look on her face.
"Oh my god," she finally whispered. "I can't believe how envious I am of you right now."
I stared at her in disbelief, to make sure her expression matched her words. "Really?" I said. "God, I was so afraid that you would think I was some kind of slut or something."
"Honey, you are living out your fantasy... and, truth be told, mine too," she said. "Since we are being totally honest here, I'll admit that I have played with myself a time or two when Tim has called, especially if I am already in bed when he calls. The only difference between you and me is that Tim doesn't know that. Sometimes I wish that he did... just to see where things might go. So, what happens next?"
"I don't know. It's a little late to put the genie back in the bottle and I was just thinking about that when you came in. I'm not even sure that I want to."
Juli got up and came over and gave me a hug. "I don't blame you, and I am certainly not judging you. God knows that if I were in your shoes, I would have done the exact same thing. Hey, it's just mutual masturbation. And it's over the phone, so there is a certain kind of wall there. I say enjoy. Maybe someday I can work up the courage to do the same."
I could feel tears well up in my eyes. "Thanks Juli," I said, holding her close. "You always know what to say to make me feel better."
With that, I resolved to enjoy my new found sexual outlet. I refused to let any guilt overtake me. It was cathartic to be able to accept this new found sexuality and I couldn't wait for Mathews to call again.
Somehow, I got through the rest of the week without driving myself crazy!
On Saturday Juli came over and we lay out by the pool for a while, then came in and made salads and enjoyed each other's company. With the boys gone, it was nice to be able to spend time with someone in this big house, and I am sure she felt the same.