A few years ago my husband had season hockey tickets and would go out of town to the games. He’d leave at about 5 and wouldn’t get home until around midnight.

On those nights I’d order a pizza for my son (who was 18) and I (37F) and I’d open a bottle of wine for myself. Then after we ate we’d watch a movie together. Usually a scary movie. It was night so we’d both be in our pajamas; he’d wear a T-shirt and pajama pants and I’d wear a pair of comfortable cotton pajamas pants and a big comfy T-shirt without a bra. And before you ask 38DD. I’m 4’11” with a big butt & big boobs….so I’d guess you’d say I’m short & thick.

One night I had more wine than I should have and ended up cuddled up to him during the movie. We didn’t start like that but I was cold and tired and that’s how we ended up. Both on the same end of the couch with him behind

His arm was behind me and after a while it was making me uncomfortable. So I leaned forward and told him that his arm was hurting my back. But when he put his arm around me his hand ended up right under my boobs.

I was comfortable and getting tired so I really didn’t think about it. Until a little while later when I cozied up closer to him. which put the bottom of my boob on his hand. Neither of us said anything but a few minutes later I could feel him getting hard.

I really don’t know if it was just me or him too but his hard dick was right between my cheeks and one of us or both of was rocking their hips. But we were getting faster. …With him behind me I didn’t think about him being my son. Just that the wine had made me horny.

I got so horny that I put his hand up my shirt on my boob. Of course he started feeling and squeezing my boobs. I was so horny and not thinking. It had been so long since my husband and I had sex.

I pulled my pajama bottoms and panties down below my butt and told him not to tell a soul. Then he pulled his pants down. I arched my hips; I was so wet he slid right in. We started with him laying behind me but then I ended up on my knees doing it doggy style.

I could never have done it if it wasn’t for the wine. Having my son behind me fucking me doggy style. It felt so good. Like his dick fit perfect. He didn’t last long but it was enough.

We never talked about it. But after that movie night became our thing. I know it was wrong but it was hard to stop.