Me and mom fell asleep on the couch cuddled together. We didn't go farther beyond vague flirting, and I'm glad it stopped there. As crazy I was for her in that moment, I wouldn't have been able to live with myself I took advantage of my drunk mom.
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"Good morning, baby" mom cooed, as she stared at me with a teasing smile, my eyes barely open.
"Yeah, some night"
"I, um, should probably get going soon" I said as I tried to get up, but mom held on tight.
"What's the rush, not regretting bedding your date, right?" she smiled
"We both had a bit to drink last night, I guess"
"Nope. You barely drank anything" she said
"But I remember you saying some funny things" she added.
Oh no.
"You said I was drop-dead gorgeous. Would you not fuck me if I wasn't your mother?" she asked softly, still cuddled up against me
"I, uh, I just meant--"
"I'm not an idiot, baby" she interrupted.
"You want to fuck your mom. I honestly think that's flattering"
"Maybe it's wrong, but knowing that makes me happy" she continued
"Mom..."
"But I'm your mom. That'd be super wrong, right? Even though we both obviously want it, right?"
My heart couldn't stop racing.