Christine responded by grabbing her son's biceps. Mother and son both moaned and sank into something close to an embrace. Christine's nipples scratched at her son's chest. Austin's cock bounced against his mother's thigh.

This is still fine, Austin told himself. I bet right now there are hundreds of mothers and sons hugging each other way tighter than we are now. Mom's got this. I've got this.

"Austin," Christine said, her face looking almost pained.

Austin jumped back "Fuck, Mom, I'm sorry I..."

"No, it's OK. It's just, well, I was going to use the bathroom before I got in the shower but then that woman was there and so...