She then pulled off her shirt and mine and pretty much, well pushed me onto the floor.
She then started kissing me furiously and passionately. She put her hand on my lap over my family jewels and then kissed me again. I didn’t have the slightest clue what was going on. īy this point, I was completely confused, even more so for a drunk. I didn’t know what to do so I just sat there. My mom told me to shut my eyes, and she kissed me on the lips. I’ve never thought about my mom this way before, not even the slightest. What happened after this was completely unexpected. Just love for your child I suppose but this time, I just accepted it I was really too drunk to care. She always wants to spend time with me and touch me in a ‘mom – son’ way. Now usually I just push away as I hate the ‘mushy’ stuff from my mom. I had about seven shots and I started to get a little tipsy when she put her arm on me. The last thing I wanted to do is refuse something from her and then have her start crying again. I love Vodka and I really just wanted to help her out. She offered me some Vodka and I accepted, as I go crazy for that stuff. She was really open with her feelings and emotions and she was telling me a lot. She was telling me about the phone call and how she wished my dad would just die. To be honest, I’ve never seen someone so drunk in my entire life. I came home from work and she was completely drunk. This caused my mom to fall into an emotional breakdown and she was pretty fucked up that night. I’ve also haven’t seen my mom with another man since the divorce since she wants us to grow up before she gets involved in a relationship again.Ībout four weeks ago my dad called my mom up in a drunken rampage and screamed at her for a good hour about how he was cheating on her while they were married, how he’s not going to pay child support and how my mom was the scum of the earth. It’s hard to fly up and visit him as much as I’d like to due to this little thing called money which my family is short of. I get to see my dad once a month as he lives in Toronto and I live in Calgary. Since then it’s just been my mom, my sister and I. My mom and dad got divorced about six years ago.
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