Not so much a date, but spending a few days getting closer your Mom and making her more used to your touch

The next day you wake up with a spring in your step, much more refreshed than Ruby, who's still exhausted after she got the full brunt of your pent-up sexual energy after your date with your Mother. You hop into the shower and eagerly wash the leftover sweat and cum from your body, your mind whirling with possibilities of what this weekend might entail. Although you've got a good few days to plan it all out.

You dry yourself off and change into some casual comfy clothes, not sure quite yet what to do with the day, only that you should check and see how your Mom is doing after your late night kiss. Not to mention all the wine the pair of your drank last night, with how generous Isabella was being to ensure your date went smoothly. You suspect the only reason you feel so refreshed is Mira's doing.

"Hey Mom," You say with a smile as you head downstairs and see her relaxing on the couch.

"Hey Honey," Your Mom replies rubbing her head while craning her neck around to look up at you, clearly feeling a little worse for wear from last night.

"Can I get you anything?" You offer with a soft smile, nodding towards the half-full glass of water on the coffee table.

"Some food would be really nice," You Mother replies with a soft laugh, wincing at the volume of her own voice.

"Won't be as nice as your own, but I'm sure I can whip something up," You reply with a smile, walking into the kitchen.

With that, you saunter off and start frying some eggs and bacon the smell slowly luring your Mother from her comfy spot on the sofa into the kitchen. You see her slowly walking in, massaging her temple while trying to allow her eyes to adjust to the brighter light of the kitchen. Seeing your Mom struggling, you walk over to the window by the table and pull the blind on it down, your Mother silently thanking you with a smile. When you finish cooking, you slide the plate in front of your Mom along with a fresh cup of coffee.

"You're too good to me, Honey," Your Mother says softly, you give her a smile and go plate up your own food, and the pair of you eat in peace.

"Better?" You ask with a smile, once you were both done.

"Much, better," Your Mother replies, leaning in and kissing you on the cheek, the feeling of her soft lips against your skin reminding you of the previous night when those same lips were pressing against your own. "Not 100% but definitely a lot better

"Well, I don't have to be anywhere today, so how about we cuddle up on the sofa and binge some tv shows or movies?" You ask with a confident smile.

"Sounds perfect," Your Mom replies with a grin. "Wish we could do something more, I guess I'm too old for drinking that much," She adds with a half-smile.

"Definitely not too old," You reply with a grin. "Just a little out of practice," You offer with a grin.

"It has been quite a while since I got that drunk," You Mom admits with a smile, "It really was a wonderful evening," She adds with a warm smile.

"No regrets about how it ended?" You ask in a joking tone.

"Only that you were my Daughter," Your Mom replies with a soft laugh. "Your Mother gets quite wild when she's drunk," Your Mom adds with another laugh.

"Next time more wine then, good to know," You reply with a giggle.

"Honey!" Your Mom gasps before letting out a laugh, "Don't even joke about that," She adds, shaking her head and laughing.

You smile to yourself, feeling better about where you stand with your Mother, knowing she didn't regret the kiss and that while it was offered as a joke, there must have been some grain of truth to her comment. You form a plan to keep spending time with your Mother, helping her feel more open and comfortable around you, slowly and gently testing her boundaries to see how receptive she'll be. After all, you were **** to use Mira's influence to give your Mom a nudge to make her more receptive, so if you get any indication that your Mom isn't comfortable, you'll know to pump the brakes and take things slower. After all, the camping trip could just be just that if it needs to be.

The first test you have in mind requires picking just the right show to binge, while you're cuddling up with your Mom on the sofa. You browse through a few boxsets before pausing on one that you've seen before and know has more than a few sudden and surprisingly explicit scenes starting a few episodes in. With the show picked, your Mom comes through and takes her seat on the sofa, your trap sprung all you had to do is be pleasant company and find an excuse to cuddle up with your Mom.

Sure enough, the show has your Mom engrossed, she quickly becomes invested in the characters, in particular, two which you know for a fact will soon be getting to know each other, very intimately. "You enjoying the show?" You ask with a knowing smile.

"Yeah, it's great, I can't look away," Your Mother replies with a soft laugh.

"I can tell, you've barely moved in an hour or so," You reply with a smile. "Surprised your back isn't a little sore with how close the edge of your seat you've been sitting," You add with a laugh.

"Now you mention it, it does feel a little stiff," You Mother adds sitting back on the sofa and trying to get comfy. "Must not have slept that well last night," She offers with a weak smile.

"Here, come lean back against me, I'll give you a back rub and shoulder massage to make it feel better," You offer sliding down to the corner of the sofa, and making room for your Mom to lean back against you.

"Well, I won't ever turn down a free backrub," Your Mother replies shuffling back and up against you.

You place your hands on your Mother's back, gently running your hands up and down, over the thing fabric of the robe she was wearing since this morning. You work your thumbs into your Mother's back, working them in a slow circle while you gently squeeze her shoulders with your fingers. You're Mother clearly enjoying the feeling of your massage and soon you slowly begin to allow your hands to wander. You take your time with it, knowing you have a good 20 minutes before the first sex scene starts.

When the scene does start, your Mother lets out an audible gasp, while your hands still explore her back and more and more of her front via her shoulders.

"Oh my, I didn't expect things would get so heated," Your Mother says with a soft laugh.

"Yeah, pretty hot though," You reply with a smile, feeling your Mother's body tensing slightly as you watch the scene unfold.

"I'm kinda happy for them, both," Your Mother agrees with a giggle.

"They were definitely flirting enough," You concur, your hands slowly moving further and further down your Mom's front until soon your fingers brush past the large swells of your Mother's sizeable tits.

You can tell your Mother is horny, her breathing getting slightly heavier as the two characters on the screen start getting more and more into each other. You don't quite feel comfortable enough to start playing with your Mom's tits directly, even through her robe, however, that doesn't mean you can't have some fun with her. Shifting your hands back up to your Mother's shoulders you decide to use the robe to your advantage.

You begin to massage your Mother's shoulders with more **** than before, the movements of your hands causing the thing material of your Mom's robe to shift and move with your hands. You lean forward for a moment and steal a glance down the front of your Mother's reclining form and are rewarded with the sight of the robe slightly open in the middle. The sweet valley between your Mother's heavy tits on show for your appreciation, and atop the peaks on either side a prominent nipple standing firm against the soft fabric of the robe.

You smile to yourself, before resuming your massage, each pass of your hands ensuring your Mother's prominent nipples are teased with the soft fabric of the robe. Your Mother's breathing gets heavier a soft moan escaping her lips while she stares transfixed on the two characters entwining, their naked bodies writhing together. The more you massage the heavier your Mother's breathing gets, your Mother along with the two characters on screen before her getting closer and closer to the climax.

Suddenly your Mother lets out a soft but sharp whimper, as she buries her face into the back of the sofa, her body shaking against yours as your indirect massage of her swollen nipples combined with the erotic display before causing her to climax. You grin ear to ear while moving your hands back and pulling your Mom into a tight embrace while her body twitches with the aftershocks from her orgasm, while the credits on the episode begin to roll.

"I think I should go for a shower, can't stay in this robe all day," Your Mother says with a soft laugh when she finally catches her breath.

"Did you enjoy it?" You ask teasingly.

"Enjoy what?" You Mom asks nervously her cheeks flushing red.

"The show," You reply with a sweet smile.

"Oh yes, it's really good, maybe we can watch the rest after I have a shower?" Your Mother asks softly.

"Sounds like a plan," You reply with a smile

Suddenly your Mother stands up, turns around and leans down, giving you a peck on the cheek, which catches you a little off-guard. "I also really enjoyed the massage," Your Mother says sweetly.

"Anytime," You reply confidently.

"I might hold you to that," Your Mother says before straightening her robe out, and quickly disappearing up the stairs, leaving you to dab the wet spot off the sofa with a wet cloth.

Your first test was a roaring success, given your Mother could have, and probably should have put a stop to your massage when she felt herself getting turned on. Over the next few days you continue spending time with your Mom, continuing to make her feel good about herself and gently pushing the boundaries, getting her feeling more comfortable talking about herself and certain topics.

You also find reasonable reasons to get your Mother more comfortable to your touch, starting with fairly innocous things like offering to rub some sun tan lotion into her back while your were outside enjoying some son. Helping her try on some bikinis before heading to the local beach together, and even sharing a shower to get rid of all the sand.

In the space of 72 hours you hardly leave your Mother's side, and in that time she's hardly without a smile on her face. You don't quite ever get her to have any more orgasms indirecly like on the sofa, but your Mother is a lot more comfortable talking about sexual thing with you. In all you feel a lot closer to your Mom, not just as a Daughter, but as a friend, with just the whisper of something more. Which is why when it rolls around to Friday, you're confident that your camping trip together would be the right time to press forward.