You left her on the floor that night and the two of you barely spoke in the months leading up to your departure for college. While at college, you refused to call her and communicated with your family as little as possible, you even stayed in your dorm during holidays.
One day you were emptying out an old book bag to use when you go to the gym. A picture frame fell out and your roommate Brendon picked it up for you.
“Who’s the fox?” Brendon asks staring at the picture.
You pull it out of his hands and look it over. It’s a picture from the summer before your junior year of high school. You and your mother were at a cookout, in the picture your mother has her arm around you and the two of you are smiling and happy…like a real family. For a moment you reminisce and stare at your beautiful mother’s shiny hazel colored hair, her sparkling emerald eyes, the coconut smell of her soft skin, and of course her sizeable cleavage; she was wearing a white bikini top and her round button nipples were visible through the fabric.
That night you call your mother.
“Hello?” her familiar comforting voice answers.
“…” You can’t seem to find the words.
“Hello?” She asks again.
“Mo…mom.” You say.
“Oh my god Seth, honey you finally called.” You can hear a crack in her voice, she’s probably about to cry.
Over the next hour the two of you catch up but do not speak of the incident that divided you. At the end of the conversation you end up inviting her to your dorm for the two of you to go out to lunch tomorrow.
The next day comes and you go to your morning classes eagerly awaiting the arrival of your mother later in the afternoon. After Physics you head straight to your dorm to change for lunch.
You arrive at the door and open it to find your mother already there. However she is not sitting on your bed awaiting your return, no she has her back to you. Your mother is preoccupied riding your roommate Brendon cowgirl style.
“Oh! Oh oh! Right there baby!” Your mother moaned as she rode Brendon’s cock.
“Dude your mom came to visit!” A cheerful Brendon tells you. Your mother turns around to find you standing in the doorway.
“Ready for lunch honey?” she says as if all is normal, she has not stopped her rhythm with Brendon.
“Uhh…sure.” You say as you finally accept who your mother really is.
“Okay let me just finish riding your little friend then he’s going to fuck me in my ass and then we can go? K honey?” She says with the same smile she had in the photograph.
“Sure…” You say as you leave the dorm.
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