Cheryl finally let him go and stood up. “Well I’m sure you must be tired from your trip,” she told him. “I’ll give you a chance to rest and unpack if you want to. There’s no hurry, though. We have all the time in the world now.”
Hayden smiled at his beautiful mother. Then he gazed at her long legs as she left the room and closed the door behind her. The conversation had left him a little bit stunned. He was amazed at how bold and open his mother was, but he couldn’t help admiring her for it. And now that she was gone, he took a moment to rub at the tingling cock she’d left him with. She was nothing like he expected, and he was upset with his father for talking about the way he always had. Even though it was like meeting her for the first time, Hayden decided he was just going to love and defend his mother with everything he had. His father had failed both of them, and they had a lot of lost time to make up for.
He expected to be getting a lot of erections over her. Who wouldn’t? She was a sex goddess, and by her own admission a horny slut. Well, there were worse things to deal with, and he wouldn’t have to look very far for the hottest stroke fantasies ever. Eventually, maybe he’d get lucky enough to find a girlfriend who reminded him of his mother.
Hayden was too keyed up to sleep, so he finally went into the bathroom and took a shower. The stall was huge, with a full, glass enclosure and hand held nozzle that he kept aiming at his cock, making it bigger and harder. He began stroking his rod, thinking of how his mother had looked when she met him at the airport, and of the way she’d admitted to being a slut. But then there was the way her amazing tits had felt when she hugged him. He was working his way toward a hard explosion when the door suddenly opened and Cheryl walked into the room carrying a stack of towels.
“Hey sweetie, I just wanted to make sure you had some clean…” Her voice trailed off when she looked through the glass and discovered her son with a very impressive hard on in his fist.
Hayden froze. He noticed his mother’s eyes linger on his cock, which made his throbbing much much worse.
“Darling, we have no prudish attitudes in this house about our bodies or pleasuring ourselves, okay? You might just catch me at it sometime, and we’re not going to go around pretending there’s anything wrong with it. It’s perfectly natural.”
“Uhh, sure, Mom. Yeah,” he stammered.
Now she gave him the coy smile again, and she took a moment to watch him as his hand began moving back and forth on his shaft again.
“That’s a beautiful cock, sweetie,” she told him. “You should be very proud of it.”
“Uhh, thanks, Mom,” he croaked.
She finally turned to leave, but then stopped in the doorway. “When you finish, be a dear and make sure to rinse all your cum down the drain, okay?”
“Okay, Mom.”
Cheryl left the room without shutting the door. Hayden didn’t know what came over him, but he pounded his throbbing cock like never before, spattering the glass with spunk. And just as his mother asked, he took the nozzle and rinsed his plentiful spooge down the drain.