Mothers Affliction by Carl East Read Free Book Online

Mother's
Affliction
     
    Since the age of eighteen I've had a crush on
my mother, and for a long time after that I thought that that was
all it was, a crush. Now at the age of twenty-one and still being
single, I knew that my crush was a lot more than that. I felt
jealousy whenever I saw some guy paying attention to her, and
although I realized it was an irrational feeling I couldn't help
myself. Until this day though when she'd returned from the Doctor's
surgery, I never thought I would actually do anything about it, at
least not in the physical sense.
     
    "What's the verdict mom?" I said, as she
walked into the kitchen.
     
    "It's been confirmed, I have Narcolepsy.
Before you ask it's a sleep disorder or rather as the Doctor put it
a sleep paralysis," she replied, sitting heavily on the kitchen
stool.
     
    "So what does it mean? I mean how will it
affect your every day life?" I asked feeling genuinely
concerned.
     
    "It can be brought on by several means, such
as laughter or over stimulation. The thing is I have no control
over it, when it hits I will fall asleep and not even be aware of
it. I can no longer drive for one thing, so that will probably hit
us harder than anything else. The Doctor told me to behave as I
would any other time, but not to drive and to take things easy,"
replied mom.
     
    As selfish as this may sound I saw a great
opportunity here, and the thoughts shooting through my head were
not those of a caring person. Guilt made me take stock of the
situation, and as I berated myself for having such selfish thoughts
I couldn't help but look over at mom as she sat with her feet
dangling off of the kitchen stool. At the age of forty, she still
had a great pair of legs, not to mention a bust that begged to be
touched. Her long blonde hair, which always looked soft and gentle,
reached past her shoulder line. Her face looked angelic, even if it
now started to show signs of aging.
     
    From that day on I found myself checking up
on mother whenever I couldn't see her physically, just to make sure
she wasn't in any difficulty. But it wasn't until almost a week
later when I'd been talking to her in the kitchen and had made her
laugh that the first incident occurred. I turned around to discover
her sprawled on the floor fast asleep and immediately crouched at
her side.
     
    She had a strong pulse so I knew she was in
no danger, and as I picked her up my mind raced at the sudden
possibilities. I carried her into the bedroom, thankful that we
lived in a one-floor building. After laying her gently on the bed,
I sat at her side looking down on her peaceful pose. I couldn't
help looking down her body, and immediately noticed that her skirt
had ridden up her thigh a little. At first I was going to just pull
it down to cover her thighs, but my evil half wanted to view the
goods that lay below.
     
    Gently I pulled the hem of her skirt up, and
saw the outline of her sweet pussy through her panties. I
immediately got hard upon seeing that, and decided to look a little
further. I then pulled her panties to one side, and caught sight of
her freshly shaved pussy. I wanted to bend down and start to lick
her womanhood, but I had no idea how long she would be asleep. I
contented myself by merely running a finger through those beautiful
lips, barely touching the slit that led to untold delights.
     
    Her slight moan made me quickly cover her
back up, and as I straightened myself up on the bed she opened her
eyes.
     
    "Oh, did it happen?" she said, sitting
up.
     
    "Yes, I was talking to you in the kitchen and
the next thing I know you're fast asleep on the kitchen floor. So I
picked you up and put you to bed, mainly because it was more
comfortable but partly because I didn't know how long you'd be out
for," I said truthfully, but leaving out certain indiscretions.
     
    "Thanks son. Well, I must say I had a very
strange dream while I was asleep," she replied.

     
    "Oh, what was it about?" I asked, genuinely
curious.
     
    "I dreamt