"What about you, Mom?" he was asking. "Is there somebody you get it on with?"

There was no point in telling him that it was none of his business. He had a different attitude about these things, obviously, and he was just expressing his concern. Jodie tried not to look embarrassed as she answered his question. "Not really," she said. "I have a steady boyfriend, the science teacher at school. Craig Russell is his name. But he doesn't believe in sex before marriage."

Dane stared at her a moment, then cracked up. He just roared, and Jodie could hardly blame him. That had been her reaction when Craig first told her about his old-fashioned moral values. At last Dane got himself under control and looked at her.

"You're not putting me on, are you, Mom?" he asked.

"No, Dane," she sighed. "But I wish I were."

"Poor Mom," he exclaimed, reaching for her, "you must really be horny."

He moved so fast that Jodie wasn't prepared. Suddenly he was rolling her over onto her back and sliding half on top of her. He slipped his arms around her and kissed her on the mouth. Her mouth was half open with a muffled cry of shock, and he slipped his tongue between her lips and probed around.

Jodie couldn't believe what was happening. Her own son was giving her a very sexy kiss, and they were naked in each other's arms. Boys definitely were not supposed to kiss their mothers like this. Ana mothers weren't supposed to react the way she was reacting. Suddenly her body was shaking with lust and excitement.

Stop it, she told herself sternly, he's your son!

But her body was so starved for fucking that she could make only feeble resistance. She pushed against his shoulders and murmured her protests, but it wasn't enough to make him stop. He gave her a deep, long tongue-kiss that left her almost whimpering with horniness. When he finally came up for air, his eyes were hot with lust.