Tragedy pushes a mother and son together

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At first. Tom felt worried as she re-told what had been explained to her by the solicitor, it was only when she told him the amount, that his jaw dropped. ‘Bloody hell Jess, that’s a serious amount of money, you should never want for anything in the future.’

She asked him if he wanted anything, but Tom was loath to take any money, it was hers to use wisely. ‘I had an idea on the way home,’ she told him, ‘How would you feel about moving?’

Tom was puzzled at first, surely, they didn’t need a bigger house, ‘Move where Jess?’.

Slowly she explained her thoughts, ‘How about we sell this big house, the insurance when Brian died, paid off what remained of the mortgage. ‘I thought perhaps we could buy something smaller, maybe along the coast, about fifty or sixty miles from here. ‘It feels good when we go into town and nobody recognises us, I wondered if we moved far enough away, where no one knows us, it would be like starting over, a new life, a new proper relationship. ‘Don’t say yes or no now, think about it, not just about now, but maybe ten years or even twenty years, I’m going to be an old woman then while you will still be young and I don’t want you to be tied to a potential pensioner’.

Tom did as she asked, waiting until Christmas Eve before sitting her down and giving her his answer,

‘I think it’s a great idea, I get fed up of having to hide our feelings for each other, so long as we put enough distance between us and the village, I can’t see any reason why it would not work. ‘There is a condition though, you have to let me find a job, just like normal people. ‘As for our age difference, currently, you don’t look all that much older than I do, I’m betting that in ten years, you will hardly have changed while I’ll look nearer your age and anyway, so long as we are together, what does it matter’.

Jessica was excited by his decision, declaring that they would start looking after Christmas and New Year was over with. Christmas morning was fun, opening the presents they had bought each other, leaving three still under the tree, Jessica knew what was in two of them, they had been out together to buy them and while ostensibly they were for her, she knew that in part they were for her son. She had no idea what was in the third package and Tom refused to let her open it until later.

The day went exactly expected, they had eaten and drunk more than normal and had enjoyed themselves, as it drew to an end Jessica asked if they should take the final presents upstairs to bed with them. Sitting cross-legged on her bed, she opened the first one, withdrawing the lingerie set it contained, swiftly she disrobed, pulling on the panties with the split where her fanny sat, next came the bra, it’s cup’s supporting the bottom half of her breasts, leaving her nipples and upper breasts clear. The suspender belt she put to one side, knowing she would not need it tonight. The next present was a large oblong box, she opened it and withdrew the first black leather boot, sliding her foot and leg into it and zipping it up.

They were not exactly the ones Tom fantasised about, these only coming up above her knee, it seemed that thigh boots were not something that your average shoe shop stocked. Even so, as she pulled the second boot on and stood, he was delighted with her appearance, reminding him of the ‘Milfs’ in the porn clips he had seen. Jessica strutted around the room, finishing by squatting in front of him, the slit in her panties opening and displaying her moist open twat.

Jessica wanted to laugh out loud as she watched Tom scrabble to divest himself of his clothes, struggling to get out of his pants due to the obvious bulge that had developed. Naked and with his cock bouncing up and down he chased her around the room, finally flinging her onto the bed as he threw himself down next to her and kissed her lips, his tongue forcing its way into her mouth where it intertwined with her own. The kiss went on and on as his hands stroked her face and neck, all the time moving downwards until he reached her breasts, his fingers flicking at her erect nipples.

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