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However she was starting to flirt with me more and more at home.Her clothes started to become sultrier, she would wear more makeup than she had before, she would use expensive perfumes, and such.Since we only had each other, she began to depend on me more and more to be the man of the house.Without realizing it, she started to eventually tease me.She realized this was becoming an obsession yet she could not help herself.The thought of fucking her son made her wet and hot.
She told me that she couldn't because of her religious upbringing, because she didn't want to ruin my life, and because she would die if I rejected her.
I have fantasized about my mother since I was twelve. She looked a lot like Beaver's mother in the old show "Leave It to Beaver".
I don't know how it started except that one night I had wet dream about her and since then she was all I wanted. My Dad took off one day and she never heard from him again until she got his divorce papers. She was 45, always dressed conservatively, and acted prim and proper. To look at her you would think she was the All American Mom. Underneath her stoic veneer was a tall woman of 5'10".
She even started to teach me to ballroom dance inspired by a suggestion from Momma's Boy.
During this time my mother would tell her Internet son how her urges dominated more and more of her thinking.
It wasn't hard to strike up a conversation with her. I wasn't able to get far with her that night yet we agreed to me over the next couple of days and we got to know each other.