Chapter 4
Tony blushed again. "Uh, no but...." He started to say and then stalled out.
Natasha chuckled. "Ah yes, the butt that always seems to show up behind you." She paused a moment and added, "Yes, anal sex does happen even to the nicest people."
Tony swallowed hard and asked, "Are you wearing that nightgown under your robe?"
"No!" his mother replied quickly.
"Then you are naked under there?"
"Yes," his mother replied without looking in his direction.
She turned suddenly, took his cup and sat it next to hers. "More coffee," she said as she set about refilling the cups.
"Why were you sleeping in the spare room and not your normal bedroom?" Tony asked as she finished up.
"Too many memories," she said as she pushed his cup over toward him.
"Bad memories?" Tony asked in confusion.
His mother sighed as she doctored her coffee. "Good memories can hurt worse than bad ones at times."
She pushed the sugar over toward him. "That room was our sanctuary. So many good memories for such a long time."
Not thinking it through, Tony asked, "So the sex was just that good."
Natasha groaned and nodded. "Any better and it would have been against the law."
"From some of the things I've seen and read, some of it probably was," Tony whispered.
"Personal studies or school assignments?" Natasha asked softly.
"Uh, yeah. Not school."
"Porn can be educational. I know I've learned a few things since I've been alone," his mother admitted.
Tony gave his mother a hard, wide eyed look. "You, uh, watch porn?"
"Some but most of it is for finding different toys to scratch some itches, shall we say."
"Itches?" Tony parroted.
Natasha looked at her son and shivered hard. "I'm a widow and I'm not dead but the thought of dating at my age scares the hell out of me."
"Yeah, women have a world of toys out there and all we've got is something that supposedly gives a blowjob," Tony said and then sighed deeply.
Natasha grinned. "Have you tried one?"
Tony frowned and whispered, "A total waste of money."
"I loved giving your dad one. The feel of him in my mouth, the taste, the smell. The sounds he made. The sounds I made. A lot of the time, I came before he did," Natasha said in a dreamy voice.
Tony stood there with his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open. Had his mother actually said that to him. His mind showed his mother on her knees with a dick in her mouth. Her eyes were closed as she bobbed her head. A soft moan coming from her chest. He shook his head to clear the vision. It didn't help.
Natasha watched her son and groaned softly. "I shouldn't have said that but...." She took a deep breath and shivered hard. "Memories are good but not like the real thing was."
"I, uh, I," Tony said and then groaned also. "I can understand that last part, I think."
Natasha's eyes dropped to the front of her son's shorts. She grinned and said, "From what I see, you understand a lot more than that."
Tony's eyes dropped to the front of his shorts and he groaned loudly. The tent in his shorts was nearly as big as the one from the night before. "I, I, I," he stammered.
His mother chuckled and whispered, "I'll take that as a compliment both last night and now. Your dad's compliments were about the same in shorts."
Tony groaned as he looked at his mother's smiling face. He had no idea what to say.
His mother sighed and shook her head. "I keep shocking you," she whispered.
"Actually, I keep shocking myself. I have a very vivid imagination, shall we say."
"If you only knew," she whispered even lower than before.
"Uh, knew what?" Tony asked and then groaned. "Never mind," he added quickly.
Natasha nodded. "You get your imagination from me. Your father was inventive but wasn't that imaginative."
A silence dragged on for several minutes with both of them in thought. To change the subject, Natasha asked, "How are your grades?"
Tony took a deep breath and let it out slowly. A moment later, he replied, "Not so good at present."
"What is it going to take for you to get them back up?"
"Hard work and incentive," Tony replied.
"Incentive? What kind of incentive?" his mother asked.
Tony chuckled and said jokingly, "A blowjob would work grandly."
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