To spiritualist Men - Chapter 1

by Fenris420

The house was dark and hush as I lay on my bed, drawing lazy circles around my clit and kneading my titmouse, enjoying the slow habitus up to a satisfying orgasm when I heard Noah's car pulling into the driveway.

I stopped and glanced at the clock. It read 9:48 pm.

I froze and listened intently as I heard his winder jangle and he unlocked the front door. A few seconds later the forepart door closed and I heard Noah walk to the kitchen, give the refrigerator and heard the jail of a feeding bottle being removed. The refrigerator door closed.

‘ What was he doing house ?'I thought. It was Noah's older prom night and he shouldn't have been abode this soon. blaze, with all the arrangements I had made for him, he shouldn't have come dwelling house until lately tomorrow morning.

I lay there, completely naked on my bed, as I listened. After a second or so I heard him set a nursing bottle on the counter and then I heard him open the wish-wash can and fold it. As Noah was walking past my closed bedroom door I called out."Noah ?"

"Yeah, mom."A pause, then."Goodnight."He said as he kept walking to his bedroom. Even if I had not been his mother, the hurt in his vox was plain. I immediately forgot about my pending orgasm and got off the bed.

Reaching for my Terry cloth gown I heard Noah's bedroom door close, wondering what the perdition happened to make my baby boy sound so… wounded. I knew he wasn't physically hurt but the hurt in his interpreter broke my heart.

I slowly opened my bedroom doorway and looked in the kitchen seeing a one-half bottle of Corona beer on the counter. Out of curiosity I went to the methamphetamine can and opened it. Sitting on top was the strip of half a XII safe I had given Noah. They were all there, unused.

It was unclouded the eventide had not gone the way Noah or I had hoped it would. Quietly, I walked to his bedroom. I stood for a few bit listening and all was still except for the faint sound of repress sobbing. Noah was crying into his pillow. I softly knocked on his room access twice.

"Noah, honey ?"muteness. I can't remember a time when I didn't at least ask for permit to record his room. Not this time. I opened his door and saw Noah, fully clothed in his brand new courting and face down on his bed.

"Noah."I said sadly as I moved towards him. Noah quickly sat up on the side of his bed looking completely dejected. His eyes were red and had tracks of weeping down his facial expression as he sniffled and tried to wipe his face dry.

I sat down close to my son and wrapped my arm around his shoulder."Honey, what's wrong ? What happened ?"A look of actual business concern on my face.

Noah tried to utter but he choked off a sob and was silent for a bit as his middle welled up with smart tears. His typeface was the picture of bottomless rue. I was rubbing his cover, giving him time to compose himself.

"Jennifer left the promenade with another guy…"he managed to say before he broke down crying again. I pulled him close and let him sob into my shoulder.

"Shh, shh, shh. It's alright, babe. I'm here. Mommy's here."Noah's crying intensified and I hugged him tighter. Eventually, Noah cried himself out although I continued to hug him. Softly he said."Mom, am I gay ?"His voice cracked, threatening to fetch on another rhythm of tears.

I smiled although he couldn't see me do that."Why would you intend you're gay, baby ?"I asked.

Noah lifted his question and looked at me."Well, I don't know… the great unwashed at school keep calling me gay. I think even Jennifer thinks I'm gay."He paused."Maybe I am."He had the lamentable face that I could ever remember.

I took his face in both manus and looked intently into his watery eye."Noah, dearest. Do you reckon you're gay ?"There was uncertainty written on his aspect as he answered with a quiet"No."Although, it sounded as if he wasn't sure if he had given the decent solvent. It broke my spunk to see such self-doubt in my only child.

Noah has been my everything since I got knocked up at 15 by your garden diverseness dickhead. Life had been hard at metre but I always had Noah and he always had me. I have never lost the tactile sensation that it was he and I against the world.

"Listen to me. I know you, Noah, and I can say, without a vestige of doubt, that you are not gay. It would be perfectly very well if you were but, no dear. You're not gay."I held his gaze for a consequence and continued.

"But, do you know what I do reckon ?"Noah gave a petty handclasp of his head."I think you're… a uniquely sensitive boy…"I paused to look my son over. Brushing his hair from his eyes, resting my hand on his broad articulatio humeri and taking in his grown consistence wearing his amercement black causa, colored tie and matching pocket square, it was clear.

"Sorry, …young man."Injecting a subtle, sultry timbre to the parole ‘ man ’. I gave it a moment for my wrangle to settle in before continuing.

"Noah, you know what an empath is, right ?"I asked. Noah seemed to be recalling something familiar as I explained.

"An empath is someone with a lot of empathy. Meaning, they are very tender to the belief of others."I explained. I could see Noah was carefully considering what I was saying. I know he knew the the words and their definitions. I was pretty for certain what he was considering were the entailment for himself. I could always distinguish when his gears were turning.

"It's kind of rare these day and even rarer among boys… uh, men, in general."I was constantly caressing Noah's face, shoulders and back as I spoke."A lot of people think, that if soul is sensitive… empathetic, then they must be gay. The way our bon ton is now doesn't help either. And it's even worse in eminent school."

Noah simply nodded and started to hang his head in surrender. I can only conceive of what dismal time to come he was predicting for himself. You have to read, there is nothing, and I mean nothing, I wouldn't do for my son. I know I won't be able to fix all of the problems he will present in his life but I was not about to let some young, insensitive, selfish, two-faced, corneous high school lady friend take away my boy's confidence or jam his disembodied spirit. And that's when the estimate popped in my head.

The funny affair is, I should have been at least a little repulsed by the musical theme but I wasn't. Not even a minuscule bit. I didn't even hesitate. I'm not a roseola or impulsive charwoman but, even though I had just made a split-second determination, few decisions in my life have felt this right.

"semen on."I said as I stood and pulled Noah to his feet."Let's have a snack and then I want to give you a gift I was saving."

Noah perked up a little and asked"A gift ?"to which I just smiled and in an alluring tone said."You'll see."

As I fixed a bite of pizza bites I poured two shabu of wine. Handing one to Noah I raised my glass and proposed a toast."To sensitive men…"and then, looking into Noah's middle, added."And the adult female who love them."

Noah blushed and gulped down half the glass. Oh, my Henry Sweet Noah. He really was an empath because I know he picked up on that. He had the exact right idea about what I was planning to do and I could tell he was wondering how he felt about it. He was conflicted, to be sure as shooting, but he wasn't rejecting the mind. Not yet.

While we finished our bite and wine my twat was getting that hungry itch and my succus were starting to run in anticipation of what was, hopefully, to add up. When we were done I placed the dishes and glass in the sink and held out my manus to Noah.

leading him by the handwriting I took him to my bedroom and closed the door. If Noah had any doubt about what was about to chance they were long gone.

"Wait here. lead off your shoe, honey."As I crossed the room to my computer and pulled up a authoritative lay from my music list. The medicine started to play as I went back to Noah and took one mitt in mine and placed the former on his shoulder joint as we began to dance, which was little Thomas More than swaying side of meat to side.

"This is your prom, honey."I said lovingly. I moved closer and pushed my breast to his thorax, my nipples were hard as I swayed to rub them against my son. But Noah was still holding back. He was trying valiantly to keep his obvious hard-on from grinding into me even as I thrust my hips into him. He was having a knockout time looking me in the eyes.

His ear were practically glowing red as his impertinence flushed, Noah apologetically said"Sorry."as I kept pushing my coxa into him. He was embarrassed by his erection and it was so wanted and heart-breaking.

I looked in his center and said"For what ?"I let the bridge player on his articulatio humeri glide down his body until I pressed it into his jut."This ? I'm not."

Noah immediately jumped back and seemed out of breath."No, mom ! St… point. It… It's… this is… wrong."He protested.

"Who ? Who says it's faulty, Noah ?"I countered, maybe a little more forcefully than I intended. This was the angle point. If Noah did what was consistent with his nature, which was always making the"right"conclusion, then this nighttime was over and I would have to renovate whatever emotional harm I had done to my son. It was the only instant I had any doubts about what I was doing.

"Well… everyone. Everybody says it's ill-timed. You know i… it is."Noah sounded like somebody arguing a point they didn't believe in."I ca… can't let you d… do th… th… this."

He had said ‘ can't ’, not ‘ won't'’. Noah was in the center of an intragroup battle of desires. One side was desperate to ‘ do the right thing'while the other side was just as desperate to let him deliver to me.

My logical psyche calmly said ‘ This is amiss. You should stop.'but my heart submerge it out with a voice that spoke of lovemaking, passion, and rightness. I was desperate to profess my love to my son, a love I knew was anything but ‘ motherly ’. Suddenly, I realized these notion had always been there, simmering, growing underneath the layer of enatic instincts. Instincts that were rapidly fading under the free weight of a desire that would not be denied.

I needed to be deliberate. One damage word would send him fleeing to his sleeping room. Instead, he just stood there, his optic darting between the storey and me. He was waiting for me to convince him.

Stepping up to him I cradled his side in my helping hand and pick out my words carefully."Noah, dear. Listen to me. There is a genuine intellect why it's incorrectly, yes, but, it has nothing to do with religious belief, or morality, or tone, or even sex. The lonesome cause it is wrong does not apply here. It doesn't. understand ?"Noah gave a tentative nod.

"Oh, my sweet Noah."I said with all the warmness in my eye."Do you hope me ?"

"Yes."he said softly. I couldn't tell if it was fear or dire hope in his middle. It was probably both.

"Then believe me now. I would never ever hurt you. I've loved you since before you were born and I will always hump you."Noah was hanging on my every discussion. I moved my script to his back and pressed my body to his and tried to go along from melting when I felt his hard cock press against me, so close to where my pussy wanted it to be.

"I will never arrest loving you."God, I've never wanted someone so badly as I wanted my son right then. I could feel my oculus welling up with tears.

In a soothing representative good of desire I told him"And I want you to make dearest to me. Noah, please."I pleaded."I need this as a lot as you do. I know you want to."His face was an odd mix of worry and desire.

A tear rolled down my cheek as I inched my lip closer to his. In barely a whisper I said"Please, infant. Don't make me beg."

Noah paused for only a moment then leaned into me and kissed me. We both relaxed and moaned together. I pushed my lingua into his mouth and Noah mimicked my actions. Our breathing got heavy as our passion was finally being unleashed, our moans to each other making it instinctive and right.

Noah put a hand between my berm steel and one at the small of my back as he pulled me tighter into him, moaning again. We crashed through the net barrier to everything we both wanted and needed.

After an unknown phone number of minutes we came up for air."I love you, mom."Noah said softly."I love you too, son."I said as I took a stride back.

"And here's the talent I promised."I said as I opened my robe and let it decrease to the floor. My body was alive and excited to finally be fully exposed to my son. According to every one of Noah's admirer, I was"hot"so I was convinced that Noah would care what he was seeing. His open jaw and wide eyes just confirmed it.

At 5'9"I'd say I'm median altitude. I have what you would call an athletic bod. Broad shoulders, with long limbs and, despite minute pelvic arch, a full, tight ass. My C cup still resist proud with perfect tense pink nipples. My abs are pernicious but unmistakable. My shadow brown hair was disheveled, hanging just below my articulatio humeri blades. I have widely, level, greens eye and I was blessed with naturally long, wooden-headed lash. I have a unbent nose and lip made for kissing.

Standing in straw man of Noah, my body was covered in a sheen of sweat. I didn't care if… no, I wanted him to comment my soaking wet pussy as it dripped in prediction of what it desperately needed.

Noah stuttered for Word of God."Ah. Uh. Wow. You… look… absolutely… stunning, mom. You're so beautiful."There was awe in his voice.

I stepped forward again and started undressing my son, slipping off his causa cap and tossing it on the nearby chair. I loosened his tie and lifted it over his head, tossing it on top of the cap. He began helping me but I shooed his script away and told him"No, baby. Let me. Just relax and let mom do it."

Instead, Noah began caressing my arms and along my position as he stared at my tits."It's okay, honey. I want you to touch them."I said looking into his eyes as I was slowly unbuttoning his shirt. If I had my way I would have ripped off his clothes, threw him to the flat coat and fucked his psyche out right there. But I wanted Noah's first time to be unforgettable and so I took my time. My son's shaft buried balls-deep in my pussy would be my reward for my patience.

Noah caressed my tits, squeezing them and feeling their fullness, running his fingers across my hard pap. The soreness of his cutaneous senses made it toilsome to contract. I watched my son's face as he was fixated on my tits and could see he wanted to taste them by the way he kept licking his lips.

He had to release them as I knelt to undo his buckle and slowly, tantalizingly, unzipped his gasp. I was staring into his eye as I did so and was happy to see him smile for the number one time tonight.

I then pulled his pants to the floor, revealing the tent and growing wet patch on his boxers. My mouth watered as I grabbed them by the waistline band and slowly pulled them down. His turncock bounced as it was released from it's restriction. It jumped with tiny pulses that pushed out more pre-cum and sent it dribbling down his peter to his balls.

"Oohhh, very nice. This will do VERY nicely."I purred as I stared at a nice, juicy, thick 7 inches and neatly trimmed pubic hair. I briefly ran my hand over his putz, making it jump, before gently cupping his Ball. As I let his boxers fall to the floor I looked up to see Noah still smiling and blushing something fierce.

I held each sock as Noah stepped out of them. Then, I stood up quickly, making my tits bounciness in front end of him and gave Noah a wax, wet kiss, pressing my raw body against his before I told him"Go lie down on the bed and close your eye, baby."

I watched my son, set up cock swinging, as he walked to the bed, climbed up, laid on his spinal column and with a coup d'oeil at me, closed his eyes.

I was pretty for certain the side by side thing I did would have my son cumming within instant and I wanted that to materialise deep inside me.

I climbed on the bed and over to Noah and straddled him with my dripping wet backtalk an inch from his cock."You can open your eyes, baby."

His eyes widen with fervour and prevision as soon as he saw me hovering over him."Ready, mollycoddle ?"I asked and he nodded quickly.

I took his cock and rubbed it across my clit and slit, coating it with my lubricating juices before guiding it to the soft sheepcote of my entry, looking up to cook trusted Noah was watching his cock disappeared inside me, I slowly lowered myself on to my son. We both moaned simultaneously.

I almost lost my psyche right there. It had been almost two years since I had something not made of plastic between my legs and the esthesis of my son's stopcock slowly filling my pussy was sublime.

Noah placed his work force on my thighs as I rose up slowly before, just as slowly, lowering myself back on his handsome shaft. Noah groaned loudly."Oh. Ohhh. That… that feels… oh, god mom…"

"Oh, Noah. Oh god… this flavour so secure. Oh, baby."I moaned. I was tired of waiting."Oh god yes. God, Noah, ohhh… dogshit ! Fuck !"I said as I started to jounce up and down faster on my son's cock.

"Oh my god Noah. Mmmmm… yes, yes, oh, god, yes !"My voice was getting louder as I felt the sparks of an orgasm trying to ignite. Noah was moaning continuously now. I knew he was shut down to cumming when he started to squeeze his rose hip into me.

Noah's instincts were taking over so I held myself above him as he started furiously fucking me. The sensation was unreal. I leaned over and put my paw on the bed, his headland between them. My bosom were dangling just below his chin as they bounced to the rhythm of his poke. He took one in each hired hand and kneaded them like a new born kitten.

"Oh god… I'm cumming… I… mommy"Noah grunted as he pushed his hips high and his hired man flew to the side. I felt his hot cum outset to fill my pulsing pussy."Fuck ! Oh god ! fuck ! fucking me, baby !"I grunted, forcing all of my weight onto Noah's pulsing putz, and then screamed when my orgasm crashed over me.

I must have sounded like a wild animal for all the primal guttural consonant sounds I was making with each orgasmic wave. Noah growled with a look of fierce concentration as his cock pumped to a greater extent and More of his warm, delicious cum into my hungry puss. His knifelike abs tightening and softening with every thrust.

Finally, after filling me to overflowing, Noah lay back down, panting as I slowly rotated my hips, grinding on his still intemperate shaft. Noah blinked his heart open and looked at me with a mix of love, gratitude, and desire. He had the vivid smile I've ever seen.

"Baby, look."I said as I looked down at my pussy, still impaled on his cock with his cum leaking out around it as I continued to rotate my articulatio coxae. Noah just stared at our labor union for a few minute. No doubt still trying to believe what he was seeing.

I lowered my dead body on top of his and kissed him deeply."extolment, baby. You're a man now. How was it ?"I asked as I smiled and gave him a delicate osculation. He seemed to look for the right countersign and finally said"Magical."

I sat up and continued to comminute away on his cock for a couple of minute of arc, which was not going gentle."How're you doing, honey ? Tired ?"I asked. Thank god for teenage boys.

"Not at all."Noah said as he moved his hips slightly."Good."I simply said with a hungry grin.

I lowered my integral body on to his again and told him what to do next."I want you on top of me baby so just roll over with me but go along your gorgeous putz inside me, okay ?"Noah nodded and said"Mm-Hmm."

We rolled over and Noah was on top of me. It felt so good to induce his youthful, strong physical structure pressing down on me, his cock still rock hard and filling my wolfish pussy. I spead my legs and wrapped them around his full taut ass, pulling him into me.

"You want to keep fucking me, don't you, pamper ?"I teased."God yes… oh, god mom. It feels so good to be in spite of appearance you."Noah looked deeply into my eye before he leaned in and kissed me with a strange mix of tenderness and passion while he slowly started thrusting his hips. Noah was slowly pulling back and easing forward, softly moaning each time his turncock bottomed out, filling my pussy.

I never thought of myself as one of those kinds of women who wanted it ‘ rough'or talked dirty all the time but the idea of me fucking my own son and just how damn right it felt with his cock inside me, I just couldn't assist myself.

"Oh, god yes, Noah. That's it. fucking mommy."I growled with each thrust, urging him on."Come on, baby. That's it. Fuck ma good. piece of ass me, baby !"Noah sped up his driving force and was using a bit more effect now.

With my stage wrapped tightly around him and my arms hugging him close to me, mashing my tits against his thorax, I became a crazy demanding beast.

"Yes, sister, yes ! Go, yes… harder. Harder, babe !"I demanded. I put my forehead to his and shouted"Pound mommy's cunt !"As he jack-hammered away, seconds away from flooding my slit again with his virile sperm. My nous was racing, thrilled with the thought of doing something so ‘ amiss ’. But how could it be wrong when everything about Noah spoke to me ? And not just at this new and unexpected forcible point, but on an excited one as well.

Whether it was his upbringing or genetics or some early Almighty intervention, I abruptly realized, without any embarrassment or shame, that Noah was my psyche mate. He just had the ill luck of being my son. Or maybe it was fortunate. Whatever it was it didn't matter because I had, in a affair of second, fallen hopelessly in making love with this beautiful man.

Noah himself was grunting and moaning until he let out a mighty grunt and I felt his hot cum warming my already burning slit. He slammed his cock into me hard, our pile mashed together. One. My body couldn't take it any more and my vision started to wither at the edge as the most overwhelming orgasm I've ever had took me.

My physical structure seized up as my puss began squirting all over my son. My starving pussy was clenching to Noah's tool as if my life depended on it. I let out a scream of pure ecstasy and lost mastery of my implements of war and peg. I've never had a full body sexual climax and I truthfully don't think much of my first one except an overwhelming sense of pleasance and enjoy. All I know is that I was experiencing heaven, or the next closest thing.

I think it frightened Noah, to see me convulsing while I continued to squirt my cunt cum on him. I felt him jump to draw out but I desperately cried"No ! Noah ! Stay… stay… inside me… ooooh god… please… stay… in… side… meeeee."I begged and he quickly buried himself in me again and held himself there. I was moaning and whimpering while my body trembled with a pleasure I'd never known. My pussy's upheaval were furiously milking his shaft for ever last bead of his incestuous cum.

It took almost two minutes before I was able to recollect straight again. I kissed his impudence and nodded to Noah, letting him know that I was back in control of my body. As he slowly withdrew his softening cock my body gave one death shudder. I could palpate a flood tide of creamy white cum spilling from my pussy.

As I lay panting, Noah looked at me with concern."Are you okay, mom ? I didn't hurt you, did I ?"I turned to him and was flooded with emotions. I was about to tell him I was hunky-dory when I burst into crying and pulled him tightly to me, hugging him fiercely. I was eventually able-bodied to say in his ear"I'm fine, baby. I'm fine. More than fine."

I finally released my expiry hug on my son and looked at him through watery centre."I'm sorry. I didn't mean value to affright you. What you just saw… that was me having an orgasm. The mother of all climax. It caught me off guard. God, I've never felt anything like that before. It was incredible."

relief spread across Noah's face."That wasn't pee, either. Was it ?"he asked.

"No, baby. That was just me squirting. Not many adult female squirt like that but when they do it means they're having an amazing orgasm. It's how womanhood cum. Sort of. Understand, baby ?"Noah nodded and then looked at my pussy as it continued to clench and slow down, causing his cum to leak out out with every contraction.

"Noah, honey…"I said as I touched his fount."You were beyond amazing. I know this was a lot to handle and you were so brave and, my god, you performed like an Olympic champion. No man has ever made me feel so good… or loved. I'm so proud of you."

Noah had his hand cupped around my boob and was staring at me with the eyes of someone deeply in dearest. I pulled him in and we kissed for a second. Tender, loving, sensual kisses.

"I love you, Noah."I said as our lips parted. I knew there was no going back as I realized that I had said ‘ I love you'M of times to Noah, as my son, but now I said it to someone who had become my lover. Noah had been subdued and I asked"How are you feeling, sweetheart ? Enjoying your promenade so far ?"I think he would say overjoyed. The lake of our combined juices on the bed canvass was proof of that. I was trying to keep the conversation going in a direction where I could confess this profound love that Noah had awakened me. Could we find a way to ready this employment ? Would Noah even want this to preserve ? I would bet ‘ yes'but…

Noah hesitated. I could always tell when he had something important to say but, Noah being Noah, that wasn't hard to see."I love you, mom."he said."I know, baby."I replied."No, mom. I mean I"love"you."

I suddenly realized what he was trying to say."Are you saying you're ‘ in'beloved with me, honey ?"He nodded slowly, his eyes fearful of what I might say adjacent.

"Oh, babe. That's exactly what I wanted to hear."A look of disbelief was on his expression."Really ?"

"Yes, Noah. Would it surprise you to know that I've fallen in love life with you too ?"I told him.

"A little."he admitted."I didn't think you could… would feel that way."he added, surprised.

"Honestly, neither did I. It's not something I planned on."I paused to think as I gazed in Noah's dark-brown centre."I think it's our unparalleled devotedness to each other ; it's always been just you and me, kid. I think it's what helped make this possible… and why it feels rightfulness for us."I softly said.

I went on trying to explicate as a lot to myself as to Noah."I've always thought of you as my little boy. In a way, I suppose you always will be but tonight…"I sighed."Tonight was something very extra. Magical, like you said. And it wasn't until that moment in your bedroom when I decided to… assist you, that I started to see the man you've become."

"I haven't had the just of portion with men. You probably know this."I said.

"I know, mom."Noah agreed with a benevolent sadness.

I was struggling a little about what I was trying to say."But something happened. I stopped thinking of you as my son for just a moment and I started thinking of all the things I wanted in a man. And I was surprised to see him standing right in battlefront of me. I saw a tender, caring, loving man. Someone who is my best ally and now… my lover."Noah was riveted. I know he understood what I was saying. We were now traveling the same itinerary together.

"Can I ask you when you started to hang in love with me ?"I asked.

"fountainhead, I was in dear with you when I was really young, of row. What small boy doesn't want to marry his mom, but then… Uh, it was form of gradual from about 9th grade… until endure year. And I knew."

"Knew what, love ?"

"Knew what very love is. You know, I mean real, grown-up type love. And it was you. You inspire me every day. You always have."Noah said as he looked deep into my eyes.

I could only imagine what it must stimulate been like for him. To be living with someone you adored and could ‘ never'be with. It must have been torturing for him. And yet, he never showed any sign, not a one, that he had these feelings for me. Noah… always ready to do the right thing, even at his own suffering.

I should have guessed though, when he chose Jennifer to be his girlfriend. Her resemblance to me seemed so obvious now. Noah has always been the sweet, heedful, kind, considerate boy, actually a man now, that he's always been. He just carried that load silently and alone.

"I'm so no-good, babe. I wish I'd make love sooner. You should have talked to me, honey."I said teary-eyed.

"No. It's okay. Things… worked out. I… I have something I thought I'd never have. I couldn't be happy, mom."And he kissed any ruefulness away.

"What happens future ?"Was Noah's future, million-dollar, question.

Softly stroking his face I said"Well, you'll be sleeping in my bed from now on."which brought a grinning to my child's look."And you should probably get used to calling me Emma, too."I told him before leaning shut to his ear and whispering"But you can still call me ‘ mamma'when we're fucking."which made Noah chortle and blush.

"I have one last question for you, Noah."

"Uh huh."

"Will you, Noah Sinclair, be my boyfriend ?"I asked. I hoped it sounded like the unplayful enquiry that it was. I was letting him know that this was going to switch our family relationship forever from mother and son to lovers.

Gazing into my eyes, Noah answered with just as much sincerity."Yes… yes, I will. Emma Clive Sinclair, will you be my girl ?."I know, could that have been any bum ? To each other, it was our way of holding our own common soldier commitment ceremony, a binding oath to each early. Physically, emotionally, and in every other way that is meaningful to a man and a woman. I was going to be ‘ Noah's'woman. That thought charge waving of lovingness through my entire body.

"Yes."I said beaming as we kissed again to seal the deal."We may have to send Jennifer a thank you card. If you two had taken that hotel suite I got for you, none of this would have happened."I joked.

"I'm so happy it did. I guess I owe her."Noah sighed. Then, we looked at each early and said, at the Lapp time"Nah !"and laughed at Jennifer's misfortune.

A little while later I issued my start order to my new boyfriend…"Okay, lover. Let's get cleaned up and ready for bed. I'll run the shower while you strip these soaked sheets and we can put on blank ones."

‘ Lover… my son. Huh. Not in a million year'I thought smiling.

While we showered I just couldn't avail but eff my beautiful son and new boyfriend one hold up fourth dimension as hot weewee rained over our body.

As we fell asleep, bare and wrapped in each others subdivision, I couldn't aid but think of the future. A future with my son, my best friend, my devotee. And if everything I hoped for came to pass…

The End of Chapter One