Jon heard a voice
"Hey hun, morning wood I see"
Jon was in a state of shock, not becuase of what he heard, but because of who said it. It was his mother Linda, but somthing was different. She stood there in a short purple night gown with purple lace trimming. She even looked different, much younger, in her twenties. Her breast were huge and perky, almost defying gravity. She had long legs and was tall. Her body was tight and perfectly shaped. Her hair was silky black and fell sown her back. Jon couldn't help but stare.
"So babe you up for a quickie" She said
Jon was disturbed, he never fantasised about his mother, but she was different, Jon could feel it. They knocked over everything on the table and embraced each other. Jon exploded into her and she gasped with pleasure.
"You're the best Jon, I'm glad I adopted you, they porbaly wouldn't let me if they knew I would have sex with you all the time"
Jon felt better, "adopted" he thought.
"Why don't I fix things up and make you some food handsome" she told him.
Jon sat there relaxed and happy with the life he had.
