College had been good to him, he had grown into a handsome muscular man and my eyes feasted on what they saw.
It was wrong, I was his mother but when I tried to walk away his voice drew me back.
"Oh mom," he moaned and I had to go see him again. It was then that I saw the panties on his face; my panties and I simply couldn't help myself.
I had dreamed of the break from college for months.
It was my chance to see him again but then I found out he was traveling for work and we'd only have a few days. Now it's Valentine's Day and he's finally home.
I'm wearing something special for him and my heart beats with excitement as he walks up the stairs. He opens the door and pauses as he sees me.
“My shirt’s open for you daddy,” I say
I love college but I love coming home even more. I've been yearning to be in his arms for months now and it feels even better than I can remember. I whisper to him, it's been so long daddy, all I need is a taste to tide me over.