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My husband walked out on us about 6 months ago and as towards the end it seemed like we were arguing everyday, I can’t say that I was all that upset. I was more upset about the lack of money coming in. He was refusing to pay maintenance for our teenage son and things were a bit tight to say the least. Then a few weeks ago, our useless lawyer finally had some good news, not only was the money going to paid every month from now on but a cheque for the arrears was in the post, it felt like we had won the lottery! Ok not really but it was a weight off my shoulders.

To celebrate I decided we needed a holiday and as the half term break was coming up, one lunch time I walked into a travel agents and 15 minutes later walked out having booked a 5 day holiday for the two of us to Bodrum in Turkey. I couldn’t wait to let Mark my son know when he got in from school.

The next couple of weeks flew by and all we seemed to talk about was our break away. I booked time off work and on Saturdays we hit the shops buying new swimming costumes, T shirts etc. Finally after months of going around with a frown I would look in the mirror and catch myself smiling.

The flight out took off at 9pm our time and because of the time difference didn’t arrive until the early hours of the morning. Half asleep we stumbled onto the coach and half an hour later stumbled into our room. We decided to unpack in the morning and after a brief argument over who had which of the two beds, the one nearest the balcony window or the one nearest the bathroom we fell into an exhausted but happy sleep.

I woke the next day to the sun streaming through the thin curtains covering the balcony window, it was a bit different to the overcast weather we had left behind in Manchester. Mark was still out for the count, so I made my way to the bathroom and grabbed a quick shower and by the time I came out he was up.

We found our way to the dinning room and had breakfast, so far all very nice and played the “try and guess where everyone is from” game with the other guests. Whilst eating we decided to have a lazy day around the swimming pool and leave exploring for later in the week. So half an hour later found us both on sun loungers reading, me a trashy novel and Mark a music magazine.

There was a variety of types of holiday-maker sunning themselves by the pool, couples, singles to large families and all shapes and sized too. At the age of 36, at the risk of sounding big headed, I knew I was in good shape, perhaps not the tallest at just 5’4” but being slim with my mum’s inherited large chest and blonde hair more the compensated. It’s nice to be appreciated so I played the game I always play in these situations, whilst pretending to read my magazine and with my eyes covered with sunglasses, I glanced out of the corner of my eye to see if I had any admirers. The score I am afraid was not that impressive, two old age pensioners and what looked like a balding banker type, it was time to up my game.

I sat up on the lounger and undid my bikini top, reached for the suntan lotion and started to slowly apply it, making sure I kept my back straight and tummy in. A surreptitious glance now revealed I had the attention of just about every man and boy by the pool, tying hard not to smile. I looked to my side and saw I also had the attention of someone a little closer to home, Mark. Although when he saw me catching him looking he quickly went back to his magazine. He also rolled onto his front, was he hiding something? Wow this just got interesting!

For the last few months at home, I had noticed that Mark had started to behave slightly differently around me, he had for instance started to be very protective of me and if I was going out on a date would demand to know, who it was with, where I was going, when I would be home etc. He had also started to find excuses to walk in on me when I had got in from work and was changing in my room, not coming in straight away but leaving it a couple of minutes, so that he always seemed to catch me just in my underwear. I really hadn’t paid that much attention to it until now, I simply thought of him as my gorky teenage son. Oh I knew he was like every other boy of his age and masturbated, after all I clean his sheets and although I never mentioned it, I did start leaving a box of tissues by the side of his bed, but he still managed to make a mess.

I instantly lost all interest in the other males around the pool and decided I would tease my son, I know its naughty but I wanted to see how much I could embarrass him. So I picked up the suntan lotion and told him he was going to burn and needed to have some lotion on his shoulders. He did his usual grunt, which can mean anything from “yes”, “no”, “thank you” etc. and I started to smooth the oily liquid onto his back.

Mark is about the same height as me, we are not a very tall family, and has the same shock of blonde hair. Oh sure I thought he was beautiful, what mother doesn’t, but appraising him now, I knew he was going to be a heart breaker. He was wearing his ridiculously bright and long swimming trunks and I rubbed the lotion down to the waistband. I then stood up, noticing as I did that I still had the attention of others at the pool and for their benefit had a little stretch, I was so enjoying this holiday. I then walked around to the other side of my son in order to reach better and knelt down at the side of his sunbed. More lotion was applied, note to self must buy some more, this time along his arm and of course I now had to reach across him to reach his far arm, making sure my breasts brushed against his back as I did. The reaction in me was electric, my nipples went on full alert, so much for a relaxing holiday, I felt the familiar empty ache between my legs. Well who would have thought it?

I really couldn’t find any excuse to put any more protection on Mark, so reluctantly I returned to my own lounger and once more picked up my book. That was fun, a diversion but that was all it was, so with a little smile to myself, I immersed myself in the trials and tribulations of a murder mystery.

Twenty minutes was more than enough, in this very hot Turkish sun, for me to start to feel my face and my, not often exposed to the sun, chest, to start to burn. So I decided to turn onto my tummy and let my back get some sun. I placed my book down and turned so that I was on all fours, in order to straighten my towel, but being well aware that this showed of my boobs, which were now dangling down to there best effect. In this position, I called to Mark, who still laying down on his front, showing all the life of a sloth. He turned his head to look over and see what I wanted and I thought his eyes where going to literally pop out of his head. What a buzz, what and ego boost, forget that this was my son, this was a young man and he liked what he saw, oh I was enjoying myself.

I asked him to put some suntan lotion on my back and sort of collapsed onto my font and turned my head away from him and a few seconds later I felt his tentative fingers, down by my ankle, starting to smooth the sun protection into my leg. Up higher, then higher and higher still, just where was he going to stop?

“Make sure you do the sides hun, I don’t want to burn” I said, and in doing so slightly parted my legs as his hand went up my legs.

“We are going to need more of this soon, mum” came Mark’s young voice, it had just broken and he was still learning to control it.

“I was just thinking the same thing hun,”

My legs thoroughly oiled up, he started between my shoulder blades and down to my sides, could I feel a slight tremble as he touched the side of my breast, or was I imagining things?

Then the moment I was waiting for, he leaned over in order to reach my other side and I quickly turned my head so now it was facing and level with the front of his swimming trunks. He instantly turned away from me, but not before I had seen an impressive bulge, it was like a little flagpole trying to escape.

“I think your done now mum” he gasped and with that he collapsed once more onto his sunbed, face down, covering his embarrassment

continued in part two



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