Enthusiastically, and shower sex ensues.

Any fear James might not have reciprocated your advances disappeared as you heard him mutter, “You’re not old, Mom.” It was flattering to hear him say it, even more so when he turned around, dislodging his cock from your hand’s embrace, and leaned down to kiss you. For a second, it felt like all was right with the world. With no hesitation, you leaned into the kiss, passionately rubbing your wet, naked body against the body that used to be yours, the body of James, the body of your son. When that instant ended, and the two of you broke apart, he looked at you, enraptured, reaching out with one masculine hand to grope your ass, making you squeak in delight. “You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.”

Feeling happy, excited, and oh so desperately horny, you turned away from James and bent over, clutched the wall of the showed, revealing your pussy for him. “You make me feel like the sexiest woman in the world, honey. Please, help your mother out, I need your cock inside me.” That was all he had to hear. You’d been him, and you knew exactly what words would kick him into gear the hardest. You didn’t have to wait long at all until you felt the tip of his cock brush against the outer lips of your pussy.

Suddenly, something occurred to you: was...was this what you had wanted? Sure, you wanted to escalate the relationship...but you’d left the ring in your mom’s bedroom! There was no way to switch back this time! Being your mom felt good, sure, but...did you really want to get fucked as her? After all, you saw yourself as a man, didn’t you?

Those questions disappeared the second your son’s cock smoothly entered your dripping wet pussy. The sensation felt new, both in the sense that it was your first time being penetrated and your mom’s first time being fucked by her son, and old, your mother was quite experienced sexually, at the same time. Moans slipped out of your lips without you being cognizant of it. Your son took you, roughly, passionately, and it felt perfect.

Your work sucking his cock lately must have done wonders for his stamina, as well. For a second, you feared this wonderful showed sex would be over too quickly. But time stopped having any meaning in the steamy eternity of the fucking you endured. No, not endured...enjoyed. Savored. Not long after your first female orgasm, you were graced with a second, then a third, then a fourth. It’s shortly after that last orgasm when your son can’t take it anymore, pulls out of you, and showers your ass with his cum. Your only regret is how the shower water sends the seed down the drain, robbing you of another chance to taste in your mouth.

“Thank you,” you told James with another kiss, before exiting the shower to towel off. “Remember, don’t tell anyone. This secret is between you and your mother.” You got a moan in response, making you feel proud at how much the young man enjoyed his time with you. It’s only once you quickly get dressed again and sneak back to your bedroom that you take a second to recollect yourself. This isn’t your bedroom, right? The ring! The ring made you your mom. But it seemed now that, the more you spent time in her body, the more it felt like you were her. Your mission has been a success, you’ve initiated a sexual relationship between your mom and yourself. The ring sparkles in the beams of sunlight coming through the blinds into your mother’s bedroom. It’s asking you, “Where do you go from here?”