Contamination Spreads

Pushing the thought of his mother wearing something so constricting aside, Mike, chose to come help her.

"One sec mom," he called, moving over to where she was crawling on all fours. But, something had begun to hinder his movements from helping her.

Eh?

Mike looked down at himself curiously. He soon found the problem. His abnormally large cock.

Silently sighing, he palmed the meat of his shaft aside to where it was comfortably positioned. Now he could crouch down and help her.

"Mike? You here now honey?" She must've sensed his approach.

"...Mmm, mom," Mike answered softly. He joined his mother in search of her contact lenses. From time-to-time, his gaze would pass over her briefly in thought. Not that he realised that.

"Why's it so wet here?" Mike heard his mother blurt out suddenly. Somewhat curious, he stopped his fruitless search and looked over mutely. He could see his mother's hand come up wet. He followed the trail back.

It's me? He intoned internally. Eyeing the still, sticky, cock-head of his prick.

A sparodic, pitter-patter of semen had left a obvious track.

Far from shock, Mike was more curious, if anything. Why is there so much?

While he was thinking this, in the back of his mind, something was niggling at him. Too bad the feeling soon passed. He woke up.

"Sorry mom, that's from me," Mike answered honestly, not feeling any sort of shame whatsoever. "I hope you don't mind," he asked looking on over.

Without her contacts, Mike's mother really couldn't indentify what the substance was. Pretty soon, her hands that were at her face fell. Like that, she came to accept it. Before long, she looked back. Her eyes squinted, subtly making him out.

"You always one for getting things wet," she joked. "But dont make this a habit okay?" She left the topic at that.

"Sure-sure," he agreed rather perfunctory. Not really sure what she was getting at. But anything to speed things up.

Mike and his mother then worked on finding her contact lenses in earnest. A few times they nearly bumped into each other. Luckily, they both realised before that did happen.

"Ah ha!" A happy laugh soon came from Mike's mother, she had found them. "Here they are!" Bouncing up, she sprung into Mike's arms. That's when things froze.

"Mike....," His mom asked tentively, "A-Are you naked!?"

Everything was going fine, Mike thought. Why now? He seemed to recall her hands just now... One moment they were clasping him, the next, feeling down. What happened?

Still hugging, Mike responded thoughtlessly. " Isn't that normal mom?"

"No it's not Mike!" His mother hissed through gritted teeth, seperating herself hastily from him. In her hurry, her robe had flung open. Mike got an eyeful of her nearly nude form. She only had on panties.

Mike thought she looked best like this. He knew, he did. She should loose the clothes. It puzzled him why she was wearing such things. Wasn't she uncomfortable?

His eyes analysed her.

Hands raised, Mike saw her contacts cupped in one hand.

She looked angry.

Why though?

Mystified he watched on.

Flustered, Mike's mother didn't bother to cover herself at all. She only had eyes for him. She looked pissed.

"Me and you are gonna talk later mister!" She all but shouted at Mike. "Till then, we are both gonna act like this didn't happen, okay!?"

Done with that, she brushed passed him to her room. Dumbfounded, Mike just stood there like a stump.