Son services Mom while Dad serves his country

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“But, you deserve THIS, Mom.” Ronny began a slow pumping of his hips in micro movements, using my immobilized fist to jerk him off.

“What are you doing?” I asked. I should have been asking “What am I doing?”

My attention was so focused on my hand, I didn’t fend off Ronny’s quick pull of my already-loosened jeans. They fell to the floor around my ankles before I could stop them.

At least that woke me up enough to take my hand away from Ronny’s throbbing manhood. It was coated with his fluids.

I wanted to run, but would have tripped on my own jeans.

I was trapped, standing there in my bra and panties with my naked son, who, by the way, sported a huge hardon—for his mother.

“Now the bra, Mom!”

My son was determined to strip me naked, and I didn’t see how, at this point, I was going to stop him.

That’s when the doorbell mercifully rang. It reminded me the base liaison was dropping off some papers that needed signing.

“To be continued,” was all Ronny said while scooping up his clothes and heading for his room. His penis still throbbed.

That left me in my underwear, with a lubricated palm—and a surprising throbbing of my own.

*******************

I avoided Ronny the rest of the day. I didn’t even make dinner.

A long evening workout at the local gym helped relax me. It was owned by my friend, Beth’s, husband. They let me workout there and pay them when I got a little extra cash, which was almost never. So I appreciated every moment I spent there.

I was drenched with sweat when Beth came up behind me. “Whoa, girl! You’re going to bust something. What’s going on?”

“I guess I’m working on some things. Working them out,” I said. I was trying to exhaust myself and deplete the tensions of the afternoon.

“Just remember a woman in your condition has to start treating her body differently. Your needs will be changing.”

Her statement brought all my problems I had tried to outrun on the treadmill right back. I hadn’t even had the courage to admit to Beth I wasn’t pregnant yet. I was living a lie that was sure to catch up with me. Yet, I didn’t have the courage to confide even in Beth, let alone Greg with all he had tied up in believing in my miracle maternity.

“Yeah, this body needs something all right.”

“Sara, you’re in better condition than most of the twenty years olds who use this as their social club. Enjoy that figure while you can. Pretty soon you’re going to be swelling up that belly with that bump of joy!”

That sent a pang through me. “NO IT WON’T!” I wanted to yell at her. My belly would forever be flat and would swell only with fat if I let myself go.

“Andy talked with Greg, and he’s so psyched about having another child,” Beth said.

Andy was an ex-Marine, and one of Greg’s oldest friends.

“Yeah,” I said with such lack of enthusiasm Beth squared me around and looked me in the face.

“Sara, I know lots goes on when you first get pregnant. Your body chemistry, your mental attitude … everything. And, it’s especially hard for you with Greg deploying so soon and leaving you alone. But, you have to do all you can to keep yourself healthy and sane. To keep yourself ready for Greg to come home. AND—he WILL come home. Andy’s sure of it. He said he heard that same indomitable will and fire in him that made him the superman all the guys relied on. He said that was missing for a while, but now it’s back. You can rely on that. Your husband’s magic. All the guys know it.”

“I need some of that magic here at home, Beth.” I didn’t tell her WHAT magic and in what form.

“You’re lucky you have Ronny,” Beth consoled. “He’s grown so much. He’ll fill in for Greg while he’s gone. Just rely on him more.”

I wondered what Beth would think if I told her how Ronny wanted to fill in—by knocking up his mom in his dad’s place. It sounded so absurd.

“You can’t let the stresses get to you. Remember, you can tell me anything. I’ve heard it all.”

“Thanks Beth! It means a lot to know you’re there for me,” I said.

“Especially in your condition! I’m so happy for you. You’ll look back and see this is the best time of your life!”

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