Monica closed her eyes and shook her head, a little tear trickling down her cheek. "Just forget it," she said softly.
"I can still pleasure you."
"No John, you can't...but it's ok. I'll be fine," she said, forcing a smile.
"We'll talk to the doctor, maybe there's something we can do...a drug or something to help me get an erection."
Monica seemed to be staring off into space. "Yeah....maybe."
After a period of discouraged silence John said something he shouldn't have. "Well I heard someone else didn't have any problems getting an erection today."
Monica turned her head and looked at him. "What do you mean by that?"
"Maria said she saw you sitting on Alex's lap in the closet and that you commented on how big and hard his... 'boner' was." John explained.
Monica felt her blood boil. After her huge let down she wasn't about to lie regarding the situation with her and her son.
"Alex and I were having an adult conversation. He's 18 years old, John, he's not a little boy anymore."
"All I'm saying is...sitting on his lap...parading around here in front of him in a skimpy bikini...do you really think that's a good idea?" John asked, trying not to sound too upset.
Monica sat up and fed her husband a perturbed glare. "You wanna know what I think...then I'll tell you. I think you have enough issues of your own to deal with right now than to worry about what Alex and I are doing!"
"I just don't think it's appropriate."
Monica stood up off the bed, pulling the halter up over her breasts. "Last I checked I was a grown woman. I think I can decide what's appropriate for me and my son thank you very much."
John raised his voice a little. "Wrestling around half-naked with him in bed and wrapping your legs up around him like you did this morning...is that what you call appropriate?"
Monica glared at her husband. "Look, all that's happened has taken an emotional toll on me,
John and Alex's been an incredible strength through all this. IT HAS brought us closer as a mother and son and if you don't like you can just go fuck yourself." Monica said, then glanced as his limp pecker.
"If you can even manage that," she said sarcastically, then marched out of the room.
Alex got home about 11pm that night to find his mom sprawled out on the couch. "Hey sweetie, how was the fair?"
"The bands were awesome."
Maria stood at the end of the hallway in her PJ's. "I saw Alex and his friends flirting with girls, Momma."
"Shut up, I was not." Alex snapped.
"What are you still doing up, young lady?" Monica asked, standing from the couch.
Maria put on her sad face. "I can't sleep."
Monica gave her son an almost jealous smile as she passed him. "Flirting with the girls huh?"
"We were talking to them...we weren't flirting."
Maria nodded. "Yes you were."
Monica guided her daughter away. "Come on, back to bed for you, young lady."
Alex went into the mancave and sat in the swing on his laptop to check his email. Through the silky curtain he saw his mom stroll into the closet.
"That little girl. I think she had way too much sugar at the fair today." Monica said.
Through the curtain Alex could see his mom sliding the halter dress off. His mouth fell open as he realized she was now in just her bra and panties. "Probably," he muttered.
He couldn't make out much detail, but he could see just enough through the semi-transparent cloth to send blood rushing to his teenaged cock.
Monica reached around and unclasped her strapless bra. "So tell me about the girls that you were flirting with."
Alex could see the shapes of her her big mommy-boobs wobbling as the sprung free. He could see the large dark circles of areola on the tips. "They're just girls from my school...but I really wasn't flirting."
Monica grabbed the hem of her little panties and slid them down her legs. "So you haven't had sex with any of these girls?"
Alex watched for a second as his mom stood there completely nude, brushing back her hair with her long nails. "No, I don't even really know any of them that well."
Monica threw on her white short silk robe, tied it around her waist, then walked over and peeked around the curtain.
Alex looked up to see her smiling down at him mischievously. "Are we enjoying the benefits yet?" Monica asked.
Alex recalled their discussion the day prior and his mom's comment about the benefits of sharing a room together. He giggled a little under his breath, looking a tad embarrassed. "I guess."
"I'm gonna grab a shower and put on my nightie. Then I'll come back and we'll go to bed, okay?" Monica asked.
Alex nodded, his penis starting to throb, his heart starting to race. "Yup."
After her shower Monica peeked in on her husband. John was watching some sports when he heard her tap at the door.
"Alex and I are going to bed. I just wanted to say goodnight."
John felt a surge of jealousy as he looked at his gorgeous wife standing in the doorway in nothing but a tiny robe. Her hair was still damp and slicked back and her smooth tan legs had a light sheen from having just been shaved and lotioned.
"I'm sorry about ealier today. I may have overracted I guess," he said.
Monica strolled over to her husband's bedside and smiled down at him lovingly.
"It's been a stressful time for everyone."
"You know I love you right?" John asked.
"Yes I do...and I love you too," she answered, then leaned over and gave him a peck on the lips.
When she did this John's could see inside the open slit in her robe. He could tell she had on something very sexy and very scanty underneath it. "I'll see you in the morning," she said.
John watched his wife stroll out of the bedroom, the pillowy swell of her meaty buttocks swaying gently. He heard her little bare feet pad down the hallway, then his wife and son's bedroom door click closed.
Alex had just crawled in bed when his mom returned.
"Hey, handsome, you warming that bed up for us?" Monica asked as she sashayed over to her side.
"Well it's another hot night. Don't want to warm it up too much," he answered.
Alex watched his mom untie her sash and let the robe slip to the floor. Monica was wearing a white sheer dainty baby doll nighty with spaghetti straps and matching G-string panties. The set had beautiful detailed butterfly applique.
As she crawled into bed Alex watched her tits flounder as they strained against the flimsy top.
She moved under the big fluffy comforter and slid over against him. "Mmm, I need some snuggle time."
Alex couldn't help but SIGH as he felt her warm soft flesh smother his side. Monica lay her head down against his chest and Alex felt one of her smooth legs slide across his.
"I missed you today," she whispered.
"Missed you too. Did you still wanna go to the fair tomorrow?"
Monica lifted her head and gazed into his eyes dotingly. "As long as I'm with you I'll go anywhere."
"What if I wanted to hang out at the sewage treatment plant?" Alex joked.
Monica giggled and poked him. "Smart ass."
"Well, you said anywhere."
There was a short period of silence before Monica got a quirky smile. "You're hard again."
"Huh?" Alex muttered, trying to act stupid.