The play was entertaining and went by fast. However, Tommy noticed that his mother seemed anxious about something. She was fidgeting in her seat. He thought it might be excitement about the night ahead. After all, she had put off sex with him for a week, saying that it was her "time of the month." Tommy didn't understand that because he thought she had just had her period a few weeks ago. However, he shrugged it off. What do guys know about that stuff, he thought.

Sue had prepared everything in advance. The dining room table was set, with candles on the table, wine chilled, and the food ready to be heated and served. They remained dressed for the dinner.

"Mom, dinner was perfect. Thank you," Tommy said sincerely, lifting his glass of wine for a toast.

Sue brought her glass to his. "You're welcome Tommy," Sue said, looking nervous, like she had something to say.

"What's wrong Mom?" Tommy asked concerned.

"Tommy, I have something to ask you. I am not sure how to say this." Sue hesitated for a minute then continued. "You know that I've always wanted more children."

"I know Mom. I feel bad about that."

"I'm 39 and my biological clock is ticking away. We've made a commitment to each other so there isn't likely to be another man in my life or a woman in yours. I had hoped that I would eventually meet someone and marry again so that I could have the children that I always wanted. The problem is, I fell in love with my own son and I don't want anyone else."

"I know how you feel." The thought had crossed Tommy's mind as well. However, he was looking at it more from his perspective because he wanted children as well but he couldn't imagine anyone else in his life either. They were stuck in a paradox and there seemed to be no solution.

Suddenly, Tommy pulled away from his mom and went down to one knee.

"Mom, I know this is silly and that we can never really be married but my love and commitment to you is as strong as any marriage has ever been. I would love to father your child," Tommy said, tears streaming down his cheeks.

Sue pulled her son to his feet and looked into his eyes. "Oh God Tommy, are you sure you know what you're saying?"

"Mom, I love you more than I thought I could ever love anyone. You are everything to me and I would do anything for you. I want this. I want you to have my baby."

Mother and son brought their lips together in the sweetest kiss they had ever had.

Tommy picked his mother up in his arms and silently carried her to their bed. He laid her down and quickly stripped and then he crawled onto the bed next to her. Kissing her lips, he slowly slipped the straps of her dress down her arms until her breasts were bare. He worked his lips down her neck to her heaving chest. He sucked one nipple and then the other into his mouth, bringing a moan from his mother. Then he turned until his head was between her legs and his penis was close to her mouth. He heard his mother moan as she took him in her mouth. His lips covered her hole and he began to suck. They worked each other to a fervor before stopping to strip Sue's clothes off.

Tommy pushed his mother back on the bed, took a pillow, and placed it under her hips. He knew that this would get the deepest penetration. He knelt between her legs, his hard penis pulsing above his mom's waiting hole. Their eyes locked together.

"Tell me Mom, tell me what you want," Tommy said holding his swollen head near her equally excited hole.

"Please Tommy, fuck your mother. I want that big cock deep in my fertile pussy. I want you to give your mother a baby! Fuck me, please," Sue whined as she reached down and spread her juicy lips. "Look at how ready I am for you. Can you see the juice running out of me? I want your potent sperm running out of my pussy all night."

"Oh God Mom," Tommy moaned, excited by her nasty words.