"You mean naked, Mom?"

She nodded her head. Her pulse raced. This was the first time they had talked about Mary without looking at her, and it was the first time her son had even used the word naked with her. It was, Susan thought, a breakthrough.

Then Bobby gave his mother a real surprise. "Did you see her in that car, Mom? Did you see what I saw? I saw her cunt, Mom!"

For a moment, Susan couldn't breathe. Just hearing her son say cunt sent shivers of delight up and down her flesh. Her cunt seemed to squeeze up tightly, and she pressed her thighs together.

"I saw it, too, Bobby," she whispered, her voice very low with desire. "I saw it real good."

"I thought I was gonna get hard," Bobby said, stuffing pizza into his mouth. "I thought Mary was gonna see my cock hard."

"I think she noticed, darling," Susan whispered. "I think she saw it."

"Really?" Bobby's eyes glowed. "Do you think it made her hot, Mom?"

"Maybe. Mary is certainly a hot girl, I should say. I'm sure it made her hot."

Bobby laughed, covering his mouth with his hand. "I bet her cunt got wet, Mom."

"So is mine," she murmured.

"What? I didn't hear you, Mom."

"I said, so is mine."

Bobby looked at his mother with wide eyes. She saw the speculative gleam in them, and she gazed boldly back at him.

"It did?" Bobby asked in a whisper, looking around to see if they could be overheard. "Really, Mom? Did your cunt get wet, too?"

"It's wet now," she replied.

"Oh, wow!"

The food was forgotten. They looked into each other's eyes, each seeing the need and desire on the other's face.

After a tense moment, Susan asked: "How's your cock, Bobby? Getting hard?" He nodded.

"Show me."

"Here?"

"Just a peek, darling," she murmured throatily. "No one can see but me."

Bobby glanced about, then stood quickly. Susan gazed at him, seeing his cock-bulge pushing out his jeans. She ran her tongue over her lips, feeling her cunt pulsate.