At The Drive In With My Son

My stepson Tony came home for spring break driving a 1957 Chevy Bel Air and my husband Frank nearly hit the roof in anger. I on the other hand was ecstatic. I just love old classic cars and the Bel Air, OMG it was at the top of my list. It was a bit dinged up here and there and it had some rust but good grief it was a sixty seven year old vehicle for goodness sake. But get this the interior was all original and in immaculate shape with not a rip nor a tear, nor stain. That in itself was a miracle!

My dear husband met Tony in the driveway his face red and seething in anger.

"Honey you need to calm down! Remember your blood pressure." I say.

"Whatever Mandy." he said with a shrug. "I bet he spent all his damn allowance on this piece of shit!"

"It's his money Frankie, he can spend it on whatever he sees fit." I say.

"Go back in the house, woman before I slap you silly!" he snapped.

"Fine Frank get mad if you want to." I went back inside, knowing Frank was serious. He's slapped me before in front of Tony. I love my husband and that's why I take it, that and he's a millionaire and I'm set for life when his dumb ass kicks the bucket. So the heck with it let the two of them work it out. I didn't need to be in the middle of it.

I stood at the living room window and watched it all take place. I couldn't hear all of what was being said but, Frank was going to town chewing out our son, to which Tony simply took it in stride. The poor thing was used to it.

Tony nods and walks around to the back of the car and opens the trunk as Frank follows still chewing him out. He takes his suitcase out and slams the lid then walks up the cement walk to the front door with my stupid husband still following him and ranting away.

Damn will you just get off the poor kids back, I think to myself shaking my head.

Our neighbors were peeping out the windows at this point. Goodness this was embarrassing.

Then suddenly I see Tony's elbow whip around and strike Frank hard in the chest. My husband stumbled backwards down the steps and landed hard on his butt.

HOLY CRAP! I gasped and rushed to the front door and stepped out to see if Frank was okay. Tony was helping him up. Thankfully my sixty three year old husband didn't get hurt.

"I'm sorry dad, my foot caught on one of the steps and I lost my balance. Are you okay?"

Frank gave Tony a suspicious look before allowing our son help him up. I was a bit confused myself because from where I was standing I thought I'd seen Tony deliberately strike his father. But then according to Frank, I'm just a dumb blond that needs to keep her mouth shut, right? So heck I hope Tony did knock the poop out of him.

Frank held his chest as he pushed past me, ignoring my concern.

Tony came in. "Mandy!" he exclaimed and grabbed me in a bear hug that lifted my feet up off the ground. At twenty one my son was strong as an ox. He played football at his college and lifted weights. He was also handsome as all get out too, with his wavy brown hair and green eyes. He certainly didn't favor his father when he was younger. His good looks had to have come from his mother's side. That bitch!

"Tony I'm so glad you made it home safe!" I exclaimed, giving him another hug.

Frank rubbed his chest and muscled his way between us, "I need to go lay down for a spell."

"I'll come check on you in a few minutes honey." I say.

He waved a hand, "I'm glad your home to son." And with that he ambled down the hall to the bedroom.

I looked at Tony and almost laughed but held it in. "Did you have to hit him so hard?" I whispered.

Tony blushed and then shrugged.

I pinched his cheek, "You rascal." I say, "Come on let's get you settled in baby." I took his hand and led him down the hallway to his old room. I could feel his eyes on my tits as I walked along. It was early morning so I was dressed in a short purple and black kimono. I had the robe tied tight but it still showed the tops of my thirty eight double D breasts. And because I sleep naked I wasn't wearing a bra and needless to say my nipples were pressing hard beneath the thin fabric. I see my son hasn't gotten over his fascination with the female breast. It felt a little uncomfortable with him gawking at my tits but hey I'm forty eight I'll chalk it up as a compliment.

In truth I know my son has never looked at me like I was a mother to him. Sure he calls me mom but I know his heart isn't it. But I can say that we are the best of friends and that's what matters... right?

"So how do you like my car Mom?"

"I love it, honey! I'm just sorry your father got so upset about it." I shake my head.

"Oh well he'll get over it. It's my money not his."

I chortled, "You're right baby it is your money."

I opened the door to his room and stepped inside and Tony plops the suitcase on the bed. Then he puts his hands on his hips and looks around at the trophies and pictures and posters lining the walls and he smiles. "It still looks the same."

"Welcome home honey." I say and pat his shoulder. "I better go check on your father."

He gently takes my hand and I turn to look at him.

"It's good to be home, mom." he smiles and releases my hand. Gosh he's got the most amazing eyes.

I walked out of his room feeling just a little out of sorts. With my heart fluttering and my nether regions feeling warm. I sigh and reluctantly make my way to the master bedroom.

I find Frank lying on our King sized bed with his arm draped across his face.

"Frank...?" I say and I walk over to the bed and look down at him.

Frank moves his arm and looks up at me, "What?"

I sit down on the edge of the bed and take his hand. "I just wanted to check on you, honey. Do you need anything?"

He pulls his hand from mine and drapes his arm back over his face, "You can leave me alone is what I want."

I stood up suddenly, "Why do you have to be so cruel to me Frank. You have been pushing me away for months now. What the heck is going on with you?!"

He moved his arm and shot me a menacing glare, "Just leave, please."

"Asshole!" I turned and hurried out of the bedroom and slammed the door shut behind me as my blue eyes began to fill with tears.

Tony happened to step out of his bedroom at that moment looking as if he were going to the bathroom across the hall. He sees me and a look of concern crosses his face, "Mom are you okay? What's wrong?" he hurries over and wraps me in his big arms and pulls me to him.

"Your father. I'll never understand that man." I say my head, now buried against my Tony's chest.

"What did dad do this time?" He asked tenderly running his fingers through my shoulder length blond hair. I allow it because it feels nice. "Did he hit you, mom?"

"No, Tony." I relax against him and wrap my arms around him and for a few moments we just stand there like that, holding each other until I finally pulled back. "I'll be okay, Baby." I dry my eyes with the back of my arm, "Are you hungry?" I asked trying to change the subject.

Tony nodded, "But are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes I'll be fine. It's just something your father and I are going through. We'll get past it." with that I kissed his cheek and turned and walked to the kitchen.

Tony walked in a few minutes later and I had a ham sandwich, potato chips and a cola waiting on him in his spot at the table.

He hugged me and sat down, "Thanks mom."

"Your welcome sweetie." It feels nice to be appreciated, I think. Frank never seems to be appreciative of anything I do for him. And as for our sex life, I have to jerk him off because he can't get hard enough to put it inside me. Afterwards he does nothing to help me get off. The selfish prick! I haven't had an orgasm in over a year.

"Mom... hey mom." Tony's voice penetrated my wandering mind.

I look at him, "Yes baby."

"Where did you go?" he smirked.

I shake my head, "Uh.. it's nothing." I sat down across from him.

"It looked as if you were about to start crying again. Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes! I told you I'm fine!" I said in frustration.

Tony frowned I shouldn't have snapped at him. "So how's college life honey?"

"It's a lot of work is what it is." he said and took a large bite of his sandwich and began chewing.

I smiled, "It was for me as well but I managed to keep my GPA at a 3.1."

He nodded, Well, between football practice and all night studies sessions I'm ranging around 4.0." he said between chews.

"Oh baby that's wonderful!"

He shrugs, "I guess."

"You're so smart!" I handed him a napkin to wipe the mayo from his lower lip.

"Thank you, mom." he wiped the splotch away. "This sandwich is fucking awesome." he said and went in for another bite.

I almost frowned at his language but caught myself and smiled again. I didn't want to ruin the moment. "So have you met someone special?"

He shook his head, "Nope I'm still stuck on you mom."

I blushed and giggled like some stupid little school girl. "You flirt!" I said and popped his hand.

"Hey what can I say." he laughed back.

Tony quickly finished eating and downed his cola.

"Honey slow down your gonna make yourself sick!"

He looked at his watch and stood up like his pants were on fire.

"Where are you going?"

"I going to wax the beast. Because I want to go to the drive in this evening. They are showing the movie Grease!"

"What?"

Yeah it's going to be fun! Everyone is supposed to dress up like it's the nineteen fifties!" he said excitedly.

"Wow that does sound like it's gonna be fun!"

"It will be. So would like to join me?" He asked

I didn't have to even think about it, "Yes I would love to come!"

"GREAT! The movie starts around seven."

"So how do you think I should dress? I mean I have never been to one of these functions."

"Functions? It's a fucking movie mom."

I rolled my eyes at him, "Stop being a smart butt young man." I said pointing at him.

He laughed and threw up his hands, "Sorry mom."

I smiled, "I'll come up with something."

Tony waxed his car while I made my way to the attic. I rummaged through some old costumes that I used to wear back when Frank used to be fun and enjoyed taking me to Halloween parties. I remember one year I dressed up like a 1950's Sock Hop girl. The costume pissed Frank off because my costume garnered more attention than his Scooby Do costume. The dork!

I searched around in the sweltering hot attic until I found the outfit in an old trunk. It smelled a little musty so I washed and dried it and ironed it. The costume consisted of a black sweater and a pink poodle skirt that WAS supposed to hang down past my knees but unfortunately the hem of the skirt was a bit frayed so I had to alter it. Now it hangs just above my knees. It looked okay so I put on some black tennis shoes and lacy white bobby socks, they looked so cute.

Frank came in while I was dressing and he looked at me and smirked, "I thought you threw that outfit away a long time ago.

I didn't answer him because I was still mad at him. What's it any of his business if I kept it or not?

"Why are you wearing that costume?"

I ignored him.

"That sweater looks too tight on you, Mandy."

He was right it was tight. I shouldn't have put it in the dryer. But for what it's worth it certainly accentuated my thirty six double D breasts very nicely. I shrugged at him in the mirror. He knew I was made.

"Tony is waxing his car in the driveway." Frank said.

Again I did not answer him.

"Look Mandy, for what it's worth I apologized to Tony, just a few minutes ago."

I pulled my blond hair up and tied it with a scarf and I stared back at him in the mirror. "Where is my apology Mr.?"

"W... What?"

"You acted like an asshole to me when I came in to comfort you! You hurt my feelings snapping at me the way you did."

Frank hung his head and frowned, "I'm sorry Mandy. You didn't deserve the way I acted with you."

"Then why act that way with me honey."

He sighed and shook his head, "I don't know. Shit maybe I need to go back to work. This retirement crap is for the birds. I'm just so fucking bored!"

I put on my brightest red lipstick and rubbed my lips together and made a popping sound.

"Do you accept my apology darling?" He asked stepping up behind me and putting his hands on my shoulders.

I smiled and nodded.

"That's my good girl." he said and leaned in and kissed my neck, "So are you going to tell me where you're going?"

"Our son is taking me to the drive-in tonight." I chortled.

"What?"

"Yeah the movie Grease is playing and everyone is dressing up like it's the nineteen fifties."

"Cool beans!" he slid his hands around and hugged me from behind.

"Are you jealous?" I asked teasingly.

"Yeah right me jealous of my son? I don't think so." he said standing up. "In fact I hope the two of you have a wonderful time."

"I'm sure we will. So what are your plans tonight, honey?"

He shrugged, "I thinking I might go over to Pete's house. He's hosting one of his infamous card games. I think I'll play a hand or two."

I frowned, "Don't drink too much."

He kissed my cheek again, "Relax baby I'll be a good little boy... I swear."

I nodded hoping he wasn't lying. The last time he and Pete got together they got so drunk that they both passed out drunk. Nora Pete's wife had to call me over so that I could drive Frank home!"

Frank turned and left the bedroom, leaving me to finish dressing. I heard Tony''s room door close down the hall and I knew he was getting dressed as well. I was actually excited about going to the movies tonight that and I haven't been to Ray's Drive In in a while. I was eighteen the last time I went.

My uncle Rex had taken me to see the movie Hooper that starred Burt Reynolds. Rex resembled Burt Reynolds from his face to his hair but that was it his body was three hundred pounds of solid fat! But that didn't stop him from making a pass at me. And being a curious young woman I fell for his smooth talk and we ended up making out. I didn't let him fuck me but I did suck his cock until he came in my mouth. I was such a slut back then. Oh well.

A knock came to the bedroom door, "Mom are you ready?"

Good grief Tony's ready? But I just heard his room door close! "Yes honey. Let me get my purse."

"I'll be downstairs." he said.

"No wait, come in the door is unlocked." I wanted his opinion on how I was dressed.

Tony opened the door and walked right in and he stopped when he saw me and his green eyes went wide.

"How do I look?" I asked spreading my arms and turning around in a circle.

"Fuck if you don't look good mom!" he exclaimed. I knew he was looking more at my sweater than any other part of me. I actually like how my tits stood up so proud and firm beneath the sweater.

I blushed.

"I mean really you look great!" His eyes were on my tits as I expected.

"You don't think the sweater is too tight." I put my hands on my hips and turned this way and that. "Your father says it looks too tight on me."

"No trust me it is fucking perfect! Wow and I'm just stunned at how beautiful you look in it!"

Goodness I was really blushing now. I looked at myself in the dressing mirror. I actually looked like a twenty one year old woman. I giggled.

I took in how Tony was dressed as well. He was wearing a sleeveless white Tee and some tight faded jeans with penny loafers. "Are those your father's shoes?"

He nodded, "Don't tell him. I took them out of his closet while he was asleep." He winked and took a small black comb from his back pocket and began combing his greasy hair back.

I giggle, "I take it that you used your father's hair gel as well?"

He nodded, "It's not to much is it?"

"No honey it looks fine."

He smiled, "We're going to look like the real thing, aren't we mom?" he said excitedly.

I giggled and kissed his cheek, "We sure are!"

We made it to Ray's Drive In at six thirty on the nose and we ended up still having to wait in a long line. But I didn't mind at all, I was on a date with my son.

Tony purchased the tickets and we drove down to the last theater and to tell the truth it looked as if we were driving back into the past. There were old cars everywhere and they were all parked in nice neat rows. We ended up having to park at the very back of the lot where there wasn't much light. We weren't the only ones back there either, there were three cars parked to the left of us and one to our right.

"Goodness baby we're in the make out section!" I laughed.

"And how would you know about that, mom?"

"Tony Maxton! For your information I was young once."

He laughed, "You're still a young woman."

I smiled at his compliment and was taken aback by it at the same time. It was such a strange thing to say on a mother and son date. "So when does this movie start?" I asked.

"It's supposed to start in thirty minutes. Do you want to walk around and check out the cars?"

"Sure baby, that sounds like a good idea." I reached to open my door but he stopped me.

"Let me get it for you. We're on a date remember?"

I chortled, "You're right... I'm sorry." I say and I put my hands back in my lap.

Tony smiled and opened his door and got out and then he excitedly walked around to my side of the car and opened my door. He even extended his hand to me.

"Well now aren't you the little gentleman?" I take his hand and step from the vehicle. "Goodness I can't for the life of me remember when a guy has ever opened the door for me."

"Shit mom, you deserve to be treated like a queen. I can't believe my old man has been lacking in his job." he said shaking his head.

I didn't say anything about the dig he made about his father, but he was right, Frank has been neglecting me. I filed the thought away and took Tony's hand and we made our way to the first row of cars. There were all sorts of makes and models of cars to look at as he and I strolled hand and hand along the mid-way.

Tony suddenly stopped and looked at me, "Do you know I think this is the first time that we have ever held hands."

I looked down at my hand in his and nodded, "I think you're right, Baby." I didn't release his hand and we continued walking. Tony's father and I used to hold hands quite often. But now we barely kiss.

"Do you want some popcorn mom?"

"Absolutely!"

We walked over to the busy concession stand and we had to wait. While we waited I felt Tony slip his hand around my waist and pulled me close to him. At first I wanted to pull away. I looked at him.

"Is this okay, mom?" he asked.

I didn't say anything nor did I pull away from him, I mean I didn't want to make a big deal out of it. I didn't want to thwart my son's affection. I mean we were making progress here and I didn't want to mess things up, by misreading anything. I mean I have seen sons holding their mothers in this fashion.

We finally made it to the order line and Tony ordered the biggest tub of buttery smelling popcorn on the menu. It made my mouth water it smelled so good.

"Would you like a beer mom?"

I shook my head, "I don't think so Baby. Your daddy will kill me if I come home with my breath smelling of beer." I giggled.

The lady behind the concession counter waved to us as we were about to walk off, "We have wine coolers and a selection of Sutter home mini wines."

I smiled, "You have Sutter Home?"

The perky little red head bounced her head up and down, "Yes Ma'am."

"Would you like some wine, mom?"

I looked at Tony and shrugged, "Why not I haven't had an alcoholic drink in I don't know how long. Do you have Pink Moscato?"

The girl reached behind her and took a small bottle from a round stand up chest of Ice and held it up. I almost laughed at the sight of the small 187 ML bottle.

"You better give her three more!" Tony joked.

I blushed as people around us began snickering.

"How about it mom, do you want a four pack?"

I was too embarrassed to reply so Tony made the decision for me, "Make it a four pack."

The girl smiled and unfolded a Sutter's Home carry carton and placed four Ice cold bottles inside. Then she handed it over to Tony."

"Hot damn someone is gonna have a good time tonight!" some guy yelled from the crowd and people started laughing. Gosh this was so embarrassing and I hated getting embarrassed. Cradling the huge tub of popcorn I quickly turned and started walking back to the car leaving Tony behind to pay for the food.

"Mom wait up!" he said hurrying to catch up with me but I kept walking. He grabbed my arm and turned me around, "Wait a minute will yeah!"

"Tony you embarrassed me back there. How could you do that!" I snapped.

Tony frowned and looked down, "I'm sorry mom. I didn't mean to... Ah fuck I'm no good at this."

I looked at him confused, "What do you mean by that?"

"By what?"

"You said that you're no good at this? What does that mean?" I demanded.

"Dating! That's what it means. I suck at dating!" He started walking ahead of me, he was angry now. "Let's just go home."

I had to run to keep up with him, "Tony wait up?"

We got back to the car and he gets in leaving me to open my own car door, but I did not. I just stood there and looked in at him.

Now it was his turn to look at me confused. "Come on get in mom, we're going home!"

I shook my head and laid the popcorn tub on the hood of the car and stubbornly folded my arms. "You will treat me better than your father, young man!! Now you get out and open this fucking door!" I shouted.

Tony's eyes went wide and his mouth went slack at my sudden tirade.

"Get out and open this door!" I said stamping my foot.

Tony opened his door and quickly got out and ran around and opened my door.

I took my tub of popcorn and I got in, "Thank you!" I snipped and I jerked the door shut.

Tony walked around and climbed back in. He was about to put the key in the ignition but I took them from him and tossed them on the dashboard.

"We're not going home yet." I say.

"But...?" he started to say.

"But WHAT?!"

"I fucked everything up, mom." He took a drink of his beer.

"No we're having a good time, right?"

"But I thought you were mad at me?"

"I am mad at you, for embarrassing me, but that doesn't mean I want to go home."

The poor thing looked so confused now.

I placed my hand on his shoulder, "Baby do you know how long it has been since I have been on a date?" I chortled.

He shook his head.

"It's been a while. Your father never takes me anywhere!" Feeling frustrated I took out one of the cold bottles of wine and unscrewed the cap. Then I turned it up and I didn't stop until it was empty. The wine tasted so good and though it was ice cold, it warmed my insides. I tossed the empty bottle in the floor board, "Damn that's good!"

"I'm sorry about being a dork mom." The apology was genuine and a bit sad.

I looked at him and smiled, "You're not a dork, baby. But your daddy... now he's a dork!"

We both busted out laughing at that one. When the laughing stopped I downed the second bottle and laid it in the floorboard and I reached for a third.

Tony placed his hand on mine, "You might want to slow down."

I shook my head, "Baby I want to go as fast and as hard as I can tonight. Who knows when I'll get to go out again. So shut up."

He moved his hand, "Yes Ma'am." he laughed.

I looked at him and smiled and turned the third bottle up but only managed to down half of it.

"Well in Rome, right?" he laughed and downed his cup of beer and I started laughing.

"Oh I don't think you're gonna be able to hang with your momma." I laughed.

"Oh yeah and what makes you think that?" He burped.

"Gross!" I popped his thigh, "You meanness!"

"Whatever!" he laughed and took out his cellphone.

"Baby what are you doing?" I asked.

He raised a finger to silence me. "Yes... I would like to purchase a pitcher of draft and oh yeah bring another four pack of Sutter Home for my mom. He said giving me a smirk. "Yes put it on the same card. Thank you." he ended the call.

"What did you just do?"

"I ordered us some more drinks." he smiled.

"You're kidding me, I didn't know you could do that."

He shook his head, "Welcome to the twenty first century mom!" he laughed.

I shook my head, "You smart butt!"

He laughed at me, "When are you gonna learn how to properly cuss, mom?"

"Fuck you, Tony!" I laughed.

"There you go mom, let it out!"

"FUCK!" I screamed the word at the top of my lungs. I was really feeling the buzz now and I started to giggle. "Oh goodness!"

Tony took my last bottle of wine and he uncapped it.

"You fucking asshole that's mine!" I giggled and reached for it but he snatched it away. "Stop it!"

He offered it to me and then snatched it back just as I reached to grab it again. "You mother fucker!" I laughed and launched myself at him, grabbing the hand that held the bottle and when I did the wine poured out on my sweater and his pants.

"SHIT!" Tony gasped sitting up in his seat.

"Ah fuck, Tony look at what you made me do!" I said looking down at my sweater.

He started laughing.

"You fucking DORK!" I snapped and before I thought about it I pulled my sweater off. "It's fucking ruined!" I said showing him the stain.

Tony stopped laughing, his eyes on me... well my breasts rather. It was then that I realized my mistake. Thank goodness I was wearing a bra. I crossed my arms over my breast and settled back in my seat. "Could you please stop staring." I was about to pull my sweater back on when he suddenly snatched the garment from me.

I gasped, "Give it back this instant young man!"

"No! I'll put this on top of the car so it can dry." he said and was out of the car before I could protest. And again before I could protest he was unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants off. He was only wearing a red bikini brief and goodness how it showed his large package. I quickly looked away.

I noticed that the couple in the car next to us was looking our way and smiling.

"Baby please get back in the car!" I giggled I don't know why I found it funny.

He laughed and climbed back inside.

"Good grief I can't believe you just did that!" I gasped.

He reached down and grabbed his package and gave it a playful shake. "My underwear is still dry!"

"Stop that!" I laughed.

"Why are you getting turned on?"

I stopped laughing and looked at him in shock.

He reached out and took my hand, "I'm sorry, Mom."

I looked at him and then down at his crotch, "It's nice. Shit I mean it's okay baby." and I quickly looked away blushing. The wine was twisting my words so I down the other half of my bottle promptly emptying it.

He smirked at me and was about to say something when there was a tap on the window. I nearly jumped and we both looked to see the car hop standing outside the driver's window. It was the little red head that had been manning the stand earlier, she was balancing a tray with a picture of beer and a four pack of Sutter Home.

Tony looked a little perturbed as he rolled the window down.

"Hi! I thought it was you two." she smiled and her eyes settled on my half nude form and Tony's uncovered legs. Her mouth parted and she frowned at the both of us. A look of disgust in her expression.

Tony smiled up at her and took the picture of beer and wine from the tray. "Can you hand me my pants please? My wallet is in them." He asked the girl.

The girl's accusing glare went to me and I met her glare with a look of my own and I purposely slid up close to Tony and put my hand on his bare thigh. "Do you have a problem young lady?" I asked smartly.

Red faced the girl shook her head, "It takes all types... just forget it, I'll add the tip to your card sir!" she snapped. "You know where to put the picture when your done!" with that the little scamp started to walk away.

"Yeah right up your tight little ass!" I shouted back to her.

The girl turned and shot me the bird but continued walking.

"ALL TALK AND NO ACTION!" I shouted. The little bitch started running.

Tony put a hand to my shoulder, "Calm down mom." he smiled.

I shook my head, "The stupid little cow!"

"It's okay mom." Tony laughed.

"Baby she thinks were making out. A mother and son... making out. Get it?" I squeezed his thigh.

He looked down at my hand, "So are we...?"

"So are we what?" I slid my hand over and cupped his large package then leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips. "What do you think?"

Tony gasped and I felt him tense. He swallowed hard and looked at me, "SO I take it that's a yes?"

I began kissing him harder pushing my body against his. He grabbed my ass and kissed me back. I was practically dizzy with lust, but I knew part of that was the wine too. I was literally puddy in this kid's hands.

I slipped my hands behind me and undid my bra and pulled it off.

Tony's handsome eyes immediately went to my tits, "Oh WOW!" he said in amazement.

I put my hands under my tits and lifted them, "You've been wanting to see these for a while now haven't you?"

"Fucking "A" I have!" His hands reached and began cupping my firm breast.

I chortled letting him have his way and took one of the bottles of wine and uncapped it and took a long tug from it. My son cupped and fondled my tits ever so gently with his big hands as if they were gonna break.

"Oh my God they are so firm." he whispered.

I chortled drunkenly at his comment and I couldn't believe I was allowing him... my son to do this to me. But it's been so long since a set of hands have been on my tits. Frank never touches me anymore. "Fuck Frank!" I muttered.

Tony looked at me, "What?"

"Never mind, honey." I crawled over on top of him and lifting my cute little poodle skirt I spread my legs over his lap to face him. I pressed my back to the steering wheel, "Why don't you get yourself a real good feel baby, they want break trust me." I enjoy it when I'm being groped hard and passionately.

Tony smiled, "Like this?" He began mashing my tits together and then wiggling them up and down.

I threw my head back, "Oh YESSS!" I rasped. "Mommy loves you!" I leaned forward and kissed him and began churning my hips on his lap. I could feel his hard cock now against my covered mound. Gosh he was so fucking hard!

His fingers finally found my pointy pink nipples and he pinched them and tugged at them roughly which sent pleasant little shivers down my spine and directly into my pussy.

"Oh mom!" he started bouncing his hips directly against my pussy. He pulled straight out on my nipples and I nearly screamed it hurt so bad but the pain instantly turned to intense pleasure. He began jerking my nips simultaneously, "How do you like that mommy." he whispered against my ear.

"Oh my God, Tony!" The crotch of my panties were now soaking wet and I could actually smell my juices.

Tony released my breasts and suddenly threw an arm around the back of my neck and pulled my lips hard to his and he pulled the front of my skirt up and before I could stop him he pushed a hand inside my panties.

I tried to stop him because I knew what he wanted to do but he was too strong for me and he held me in place. "Stop fighting mom!" he hissed in my ear. And I did I stopped fighting.

He rubbed my pussy running his fingers through my pubic mound. I moaned against his ear. Then his fat index finger entered me deeply and he angled it just right to rub against my engorged clit button. and he hooked inside me and oh gosh the pleasure it sent through me.

"TONY..." I breathed and I found myself involuntarily writhing on his finger. Fuck at this point I've lost all self respect and control over myself. All that mattered was this moment in time with Tony.

"Fuck your wet mom!" he whispered against my ear. He pushed another digit into me causing me to gasp.

"Oh fuck... Tony! He was so right I was so in heat that I was dripping.

"That's right mom talk dirty."

He tried to push another finger inside me, "No... please... I."

But he forced it inside me anyway, opening my pussy even more. All thoughts of my son being so sexually innocent went right out the window as he roughly churned and twisted his fingers inside me.

I whimpered because it hurt but kinda felt good too. I never allowed any man to put more than two fingers inside me at any given time. But here I was churning my hips like a fucking slut on his three fingers.

We began kissing passionately as he finger banged me vigorously and with a minute of the harsh assault on my virtue I found myself in the throws of my first orgasm in many months. My body tensed with such electrifying pleasure that I was screaming to the top of my lungs. This however inadvertently garnered the attention of the cars parked beside us. They must have thought my dear son was killing me but it was so far from the truth.

Slowly my orgasm began to subside... unfortunately... and I collapsed forward against Tony, my breaths coming in gasps. I hadn't cum so hard in years and it left me weak and utterly exhausted.

The driver's door opens and Tony lifts me against him and gets out. I wrap my legs around him unsure of what he's doing. He opens the back passenger door and we fall together into the back seat. He's on top of me at this point his weight holding me down.

"The door is still open, Tony." I whisper pushing against his chest.

"Hold still DAMN IT!" He grabbed my wrists and pulled my arms above my head mashing my hand hard against the seat. I feel the head of his cock touch my labia and I open my legs wide for him and prepared myself. Tony slammed his dick into me all the way to the hilt in the first try.

I cried out because I wasn't used to such force and power. He began thrusting his hips crashing into my womanhood with his hard young girthy shaft like he was trying to rip me in two.

I was crying out from the pain and the pleasure it was sending through me.

"Tony... oh my god... honey OOooooo!"

He was fucking me so hard and gripping my poor wrists like he was trying to break them. There was nothing gentle about what he was doing to me. It was selfish sex and it felt GREAT!!!!

After a few minutes his energy waned and he began to slow down.

"That's right slow down honey so we both can enjoy it." I whispered against his ear.

"Oh fuck mom I love you!" he groaned.

I giggled and arched my back and pulled my legs in, "And I love you too baby."

Tony turned up his pace and began hissing me thrusting his tongue into my mouth to the rhythm of his cock pushing in and out of me.

Oh god I was in heaven as I felt my second orgasm roll within me. I cried out and my body spasms in pleasure.

This excited my son and he began pounding into me faster and harder drawing out my orgasm.

As my pleasure began to wane Tony pulled out of me and raised up until his thick cock was positioned over my tits. Then he jerked himself off. When he ejaculated he spewed his pearl white seed over my tits.

I smiled and took my hands and rubbed his warm cream all over my tits.

Tony leaned back on his knees and looked down at me and grinned, "You look so fucking hot right now mom!

I just winked at him and began licking my fingers. Wine and cum leads to every woman's downfall I guess. Ah fuck it.

In the weeks to cum Tony and I fucked like two newlyweds until he finally went away to college again. As for Frank and I, well we are still living together but only as friends now and he was none the wiser to my little trisk with our son.