My cock sprang to life. I was suddenly unsure if I was actually awake. My mom was wearing a skimpy black negligee that barely reached the top of her thighs. It was so short I could clearly see the patterned tops of the dark stockings she was wearing below it. She reached for the sheets again. It was all so familiar. For the second time in as many nights I lay in bed, pretending to sleep as my mom reached for my erection. She rubbed it again, gently. I was now glad I had given myself some relief earlier. This time she seemed more sure. She gave my cock one...