Relax, Mom
Synopsis: After a hard day, Rachel could do with a little relaxation
New Bedford, Illinois
Rachel was tense. She had a nagging pain in her shoulder all day. It wasn’t so much a repetitive injury strain, as stress-related.
She stirred the pot of spaghetti
“So, how’s the practice going?” she called out
“It’s going good, Mom” Brad said “Going real good”
“You must get a lot of psychos”
“Mom, we don’t call them that” he laughed
“Be a dear and come and help” Rachel called
“Sure, Mom” he said as he got up from the dining table and went to the kitchen. “What do you want?” he asked
“Can you fetch that strainer?” she said
“Where?”
“It’s in the top cupboard” she said pointing with her eyes
“Here?” he asked
“Yes, that’s the … no the one underneath” she said
“It’s a colander, Mom” he said
“It’s a stainer” she said as she went to take the pot off the burner
“No, Mom” he said “Let me”
She stepped back and watched as he put oven hits on and carried the pot to the sink
She smiled and took another sip of wine
She was so glad to have her son home
She looked at the open envelope on the bench near her wine-bottle. It contained $12,000.
He’d given it to her—as he paid off the student loan she’d taken out for him
Psychiatry was an expensive house… but $12,000 showed his practice was paying well. A great investment in her handsome young man.
He had posed the water and pasta out into the colander sitting in the sink
She got two bowls out
They were just having the pasta. She’d add some spaghetti sauce and some secret herbs, but with only parmesan cheese added, that was pretty much it.
He carried their bowls out to the table
She carried the wine bottle. She took her own glass. He already had one on the table which she charged before topping up her own glass.
He went to sit down
“No, sit with me” she insisted. She didn’t want to talk to him over the table
So, he sat down next to her
“That’s better” she smiled putting a hand on his. “It’s so good to have you home”
She reached up under her top and grabbed her shoulder
“What’s wrong?” he asked
“Nothing” she said “Eat! Eat!”
The pasta was nice. He’d have preferred to have meat with it but she’d forgot to buy it and although he’d offered to dash out and get some more she wanted him home so they just made do with pasta
“So can you say how many clients you have?
“Um… well… it’s not easy to pick a number” he said
“How so?”
“Well, do you include the group I do in outreach?”
“Outreach… you said something bout that earlier”
“Yeah… I go down to Great Hall Thursday nights and do outreach”
“Yeah, and what do you charge”
“It’s a free clinic, Mom” he laughed
“Free” she gasped “Oh well… I suppose…”
“I feel I have to put something back into he community” he said
“You’re a good boy” she said “And coming to see your old Mom”
“You’re not old, Mom”
“Yes I…” she began
“No… you’re really quite…. hot…” he said
She blushed.
It was flattering to know that any man would still consider her like that.
She grabbed her shoulder again
“It’s nothing” she said seeing his concern
He was about to say something when she cut him off “So, tell me….” she began “Have you got any nice young women clients?”
“I… I have some…”
“And… I suppose you have hypnotised them all?”
“Mom… that’s….” he laughed
“I know you do that… in Psychiatry”
“Well… it’s a treatment… but it’s not like in those magic stage shows”
“No?”
“Well.. I mean… you can compel a limited degree of behaviour”
“Really?”
“And… I’ve been wanting to try out a new technique I’ve been reading about”
“In that… what was it… the American Journal of Psychiatry ?”
“Um… no… this one I read… never-mind”
“What?”
“You’ll think I’m weird”
“Weird…?”
“Yes… I read technique in the hand-notes of my old Professor… you remember…you met him once”
“Josef Fraudă?”
“Yes, that’s it… but you pronounce it… never-mind” (she had said it like it was ‘fraud’)
“How’s your pasta?”
“It’s really nice” he said
“So you were saying this Fraudă…?”
“Yes… well… he had some very novel ideas… some were pioneering that they are now just implementing”
“And others?” she asked
“Well.. yes… he was quite… ‘out there’” Brad laughed
He was about to say something more about it “Come on, Mom” he said seeing her rub her shoulder “What is it?”
“Oh… not….”
“Don’t say it’s nothing, Mom” he said
“It’s just stress” she said “That’s all”
“Stress?”
“Yes… I mean… never-mind””
He got up from his chair and moved around behind her and massaged her shoulder “It’s not nothing, Mom” he said
“That’s… oh… wow” she gasped “That’s nice”
“If you’re feeling stress I can treat it” he said
“No… I don’t want to put you out”
“You’re my MOM” he gasped “I’d be remiss if I couldn’t treat my own Mom”
“Well….”
“Come on, get up” he said
“What?”
“Get up”
She stood up
“What…?” she asked
“I need you to lie down…”
“What here?”
He looked at the couch… “Um…”
“Tell you what” she said, “Come upstairs”
He now hesitated
She took him by the hand and lead him
She took him to the main bedroom
“Should I lie on my front, or on my back”
“Oh your back” he said
She turned around and then flopped back onto the bed
She giggled as she bounced on the mattress
It was a long time since she’d done anything so spontaneously playful
He sat down next to her head
He gazed down her body. Her late breasts heaving as she breathed
“Well?” she asked
He almost jumped. He felt embarrassed that he had been staring
“Okay” he said “I want you to close your eyes and relax” he added. “Breath in deeply and listen to the sound of my voice”
“Breathe in… breathe out”
He watched her chest rise and fall to his command
And… he realised he was getting a boner
He hesitated
She opened her eyes and sat up
“It’s still, sore, baby” she said feeling her shoulder
He realised that this hadn’t worked. He’d been too distracted.
“It’s okay, Son” she said “You tried” she added. She leant over and kissed him on the forehead
As she did he could see down her top.
He crossed his legs to hide his erection as she lay back
“Um….” he thought “I… I could try the Fraudă method”
“Sure” she said
“You… you don’t mind”
“Of course not, Son” she smiled
“Okay” he said “I’m going to touch you… is that okay?”
“Of course, Son” she laughed
“Well… I just have.. it’s ethics, Mom”
“I understand” she said. She took his hand and massage the back of it with her thumb “I am all yours” she said
He thought there was a glint in her eye
“Okay, Mom” he said
He reached out and cupped her temples with one hand across her face.
“Close your eyes, Mom” he said again as he began adding gentle pressure to her temples.
“Listen to the sound of my voice” he said “You are relaxed… totally relaxed”
He continued massaging her temples as he repeated his “You are relaxed” mantra
Then he stopped.
“Mom?”
“Yes, Son” she sighed
“Can you hear me?”
“Yes, Son” she sighed again
He picked her left hand up a little and then let go. Her arm flopped back to the bed.
“How do you feel?” he asked
“Relaxed, Son” she sighed. She opened her legs. “Ohhhhh” she purred
“You are totally relaxed”
“Yes, Son”
He looked at the hem of her dress and then craned to look up under it.
“What am I doing?’ he gasped
But then he picked her hem up and lifted the dress up to her stomach revealing her unflattering panties.
“You are relaxed” he said
“Yes, Son” she sighed “I am relaxed”
“You cannot leave this condition till I-let you”
“Yes, Son” she said
He got up off the bed and went over to the window. He knew it was wrong… he looked back at her… legs open. Sighing
He undid his belt and his pants dropped.
Then his undies
“You are relaxed, Mom”
“Yes, Son” she sighed as he climbed onto her
“I am going to take your panties off”
“Yes, Son” she sighed again
He struggled to pull them down with her weight on the them, but he managed
He gazed up and her furry slit
So inviting.
He moved back up over her
She opened her legs wider without him saying anything
“I feel so relaxed, Son” she sighed
“Good” he said and pushed his cock into her.
“Oh, fuck” he gasped. He couldn’t believe how soft and warm his mom’s cunt felt.
He pushed in deeper
“How do you feel?” he asked
“I feel so relaxed, Son” she sighed
“I want you to feel me inside you”
“Yes, Son… I do…it… feels nice”
“You will want this…”
“Yes, Son…I…. I want you inside of me….”
He pushed in as far as he could go.
She squeezed on his cock as he pulled back up.
As he pushed into her again she relaxed
“Ohhhhhhhh” she moaned
“Fuck, Mom” he gasped as he began to build up speed
“Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhhhh!” she moaned with each thrust
And then he came…..
Her back arched too, lifting him up as she cried out in her own orgasm
He fell onto her, his cock still spurting hot jizz into his mom’s soft slit.
“OH, fuckkkkk” he gasped
“That was wonderful, Son” she sighed, hugging him
They kissed
They kissed for a while.
Finally he got up off her and did his pants up
“Okay, Mom” he said “You’re still relaxed”
“Yes, Son” she said
“When I command you will wake, and go and shower and wash the come from you”
“Yes, Son” she sighed
“You will not remember that we fucked… but you will feel a deep sense of satisfaction”
“Yes, Son” she sighed
He massaged her temples again and got her to come out of her trance
She sat up and felt her shoulder
“OH, better” she smiled “Thanks hon”
She looked down
“Oh, dear” she said and pulled her dress down over her crotch
He’d forgot to cover her back up but it didn’t seem to be that much of a concern to her
“So you feel okay?”
“Yes, Son” she said “Whatever you did… was amazing”
“I’m glad”
“Scoot out of the way, hon” she said “I’ve got to go shower and freshen up”
“Sure, Mom” he said “I’ll be getting home now”
“So soon?” she sighed and held his arm
“Yeah, Mom” he said
“Well, thanks for dropping by” she said and she got up on her tippy-toes and kissed him on the lips… a gentle peck
Brad returned the kiss and then left
The following day he was in his office. Reading more of the Fraudă notes he came to a bit “Using my method creates a bond between actors” it began “A bond where a type of hypnotic connection exists between both parties I find that I too am drawn to perform. I am not going to proceed with this method further as it has unwanted consequences. I found myself drawn to my patient like I myself was hypnotised. This psych bond became sexual. Her desire became my desire. A dialectic movement of eros.”
He thought about these notes. Could it be that in awakening a desire for sex in his mom, he too had been drawn into it?
He had read that the professor had worked with his sister Helga.
“Nooooo” he thought to himself… he wondered if the famous Josef Fraudă had fucked his sister.
He chuckled. Then he realised he was caught in this too….he desired to be in his mom again.
Brad stopped reading and put the notes down. Yes, he had felt a strong desire for his mom. And she for him.
Just then the phone rang
“Baby?” Rachel asked
“Mom?”
“Yes… hi… I was wondering if you could come over tonight”
“Um…”
“You could ah… do that thing to me again….”
“Thing?”
“Yeah… where you put me over… I don’t know what you did but I’ve never felt so alive…”
“Ah…”
“I want it Son” she said
“You do?”
“Yes… I… I don’t know why but I feel so close to you now”
“You do?”
“Yes, baby” she laughed “Oh, is that so crazy? I’m your mom, I love you Son”
“I love you too Mom”
“Good, you’ll come over again?”
He knew he shouldn’t
“I’ll be there” he said
“Great” she smiled “See you then”
“Love you, Mom”
“I love you too, Son” she said “I really enjoyed yesterday’s visit”
She hung-up
He sighed and then realised he had a massive boner
He did want to see her again
He would go to see his mom that afternoon.