Christmas Fuck

I'm Janice 46 divorced and regular reader of Erotic Stories. Last November my only child moved in with me, after he ran foul of his new step mother. Gordon is 21 and at university, he takes after my side of the family 5'4" skinny and wears glasses and is what were called nerds at school in my school days. I walked in on him showering and was amazed by the size of his cock, it is a good six inches long when limp. I got wet just seeing it, but quickly left. I couldn't stop thinking about it, it's been awhile since my last fuck. Almost a year then, I'm 5'5" tall and my figure is 38 26 35. But I run my own business and find I can't get into relationships with men I know. As most are married and the rest are gay or not attractive to me. Gordon doesn't seem to go after woman and studies a lot. Anyway I planned a nice Christmas for him and me alone, no big plans. We had a nice dinner and a few drinks and we sat in the lounge room and talked a bit. He told that he had walked in on his step mother changing after she had a swim and she blew her top. He had just got home and went out to sit by the pool to read, she had left the door to changing room open and when she he walked out she screamed at him for spying on her. His father told him he would have to leave and he came to me. While I was sitting opposite him I couldn't stop of his cock, his father's cock was only 4 inches at most when limp. We sat drinking wine and I got very horny, I got Gordon to drink more wine and as he rarely drinks. He got drunk and I decided I would take advantage of him, I asked him if he loved me and he answered Yes very much. Then I asked Would help me out in a very personal way, Yes how he replied. Would you shower with me and wash my back I asked. Okay when he said, no time like the present I said. So I lead him to my bathroom and we both undressed and got into the shower together. I got him to wash my back and then my front and soon I felt his cock touching me. He had got aroused and so I went down on him and then mounted him. After we slept together that night, in the morning he was a bit worried about us fucking. I told him We were a bit drunk and went a bit further than first we were going too. But I don't regret any of it and he shouldn't be worried by it either. I then said We should have sex again and make it a conscience decision and a sign our love for each other. But I wanted another fuck and I got him to fuck me again. I also suggested that we have sex on a regular basis. He is still thinking on it, but I'll sure I can bring around.