Bonding on the road. Albedo x FemShep

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It had been a ten hour car ride, with plenty more miles to go. Travis and his mother ha been driving across the country for some sort of family function. Something very important to his mother apparently, something that Travis still didn't seem to understand. But he got dragged along during his summer break. For some reason his father couldn't come along, and his older sister was busy taking summer classes in college. Plane tickets were too expensive, so driving was one of the cheapest options.

Travis had just turned 16 and didn't have his full divers liscense yet. So it would mainly be his poor mother doing the most of the work on this multi day trip. He mainly sat back in the passenger seat, window down partially as the wind blew through his short brown hair. Brown eyes blinked lazily as they stared at his cellphone. Watching the GPS track their car was like watching paint dry. Even though he had a young handsome complexion, his face was twisted into one of boredom and unamusement. He was sort of the spitting image of his father. Except much younger and in better shape.

They had just entered the state of Texas a little while ago. Whatever music was playing on the radio that his mother had been listening to was lost on him. Glancing over at his mom he could see she was pretty tired as well. Driving ten hours would do that. If his legs felt cramped, just inagine how she felt. Despite, being tired his mother still had a cheery pretty face.
Looking out the window the sun was setting on the horizon.

"Hey Mom, should we stop some where for the night. It's starting to get dark." Travis spoke up. Signs on the highway mentioned motels within the next few miles.
 
The trip had been long and boring with little to be spoken between Eliza and her son Travis. It seemed like something else was on her mind other then the trip to the family reunion. Things had been rough at home, but Eliza made sure to keep it a secret from Travis. It might have seemed weird to go on one of these kinds of trips without her husband tagging alone, but honestly that phone call saved her. At home, her marriage with her husband was on the verge of destruction. Eliza and her husband still loved each other very much, but when it came to sexual relations...things weren't as certain. She didn't know why, but Eliza just wasn't sexually attracted to her husband anymore and it's been taking it's toll on them. It was clear he still loved her and her body, but Eliza just wasn't turned on by him anymore. Both of them had been arguing about it with both of their sexual urges. Maybe being away from him would cure this problem.

Eliza felt the worst for Travis, he had to go on this trip with her just to prevent him from finding out. She didn't want Travis to know that divorce might be coming to separate his parents. Deep down she was hoping to make this trip fun for them, but she couldn't find it in her. Despite all the stress, Eliza still managed to look like her usual self. Her long dirty blond hair that reached to her shoulders with her bangs just barely covering over her right eye. Her emerald eyes sparkled with life despite her situation with long thick eyelashes framing them and creating wings to form from the corners of her eyes. Her lips full and soft while her skin was lightly tanned and flawless. Her body was thin and curvy like an hourglass with large ample breasts and a firm round rear. Despite her beauty it was clear something was wrong with her usual cheerful self seemed missing.

Travis' voice broke her trance from her deep thought about her marriage and noticed it was already time for the sun to set. She couldn't believe it was this late already. Even away from home Eliza couldn't get the situation off her mind. "You're right, let's see what hotel we can find." Eliza drove for a few more minutes before finding a decent hotel to stay at; not too expense looking, but also nothing where gangs and hookers would hang out. She drove into the parking lot and soon enough they had a room to stay in for the night. With Travis' help they got their bags up to the room and finally for the time being they could relax, maybe now Eliza could relax.
 
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The trip had been long and boring with little to be spoken between Eliza and her son Travis. It seemed like something else was on her mind other then the trip to the family reunion. Things had been rough at home, but Eliza made sure to keep it a secret from Travis. It might have seemed weird to go on one of these kinds of trips without her husband tagging alone, but honestly that phone call saved her. At home, her marriage with her husband was on the verge of destruction. Eliza and her husband still loved each other very much, but when it came to sexual relations...things weren't as certain. She didn't know why, but Eliza just wasn't sexually attracted to her husband anymore and it's been taking it's toll on them. It was clear he still loved her and her body, but Eliza just wasn't turned on by him anymore. Both of them had been arguing about it with both of their sexual urges. Maybe being away from him would cure this problem.

Eliza felt the worst for Travis, he had to go on this trip with her just to prevent him from finding out. She didn't want Travis to know that divorce might be coming to separate his parents. Deep down she was hoping to make this trip fun for them, but she couldn't find it in her. Despite all the stress, Eliza still managed to look like her usual self. Her long dirty blond hair that reached to her shoulders with her bangs just barely covering over her right eye. Her emerald eyes sparkled with life despite her situation with long thick eyelashes framing them and creating wings to form from the corners of her eyes. Her lips full and soft while her skin was lightly tanned and flawless. Her body was thin and curvy like an hourglass with large ample breasts and a firm round rear. Despite her beauty it was clear something was wrong with her usual cheerful self seemed missing.

Travis' voice broke her trance from her deep thought about her marriage and noticed it was already time for the sun to set. She couldn't believe it was this late already. Even away from home Eliza couldn't get the situation off her mind. "You're right, let's see what hotel we can find." Eliza drove for a few more minutes before finding a decent hotel to stay at; not too expense looking, but also nothing where gangs and hookers would hang out. She drove into the parking lot and soon enough they had a room to stay in for the night. With Travis' help they got their bags up to the room and finally for the time being they could relax, maybe now Eliza could relax.
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He noticed his mother looked distracted, or had been looking distracted a lot lately. Even as she drove them for ten hours straight she didn't say all too much. But Travis was never really one to get into his mother's affairs. Or his father's either. He had been noticing that the two of them have been a little off around one another as of late. His father would go in for a hug of some sort and his mother wouldn't reciprocate. It had become more and more noticable over time. But Travis always figured it was possibly a phase. But this road trip with out his dad, and his mother being so quiet had him a little worried for her, but he chose not to say anything. Whatever is happening will resolve itself with out his help he thought.

She picked a normal motel off the highway. Not the most glamorous of places, but definitely a place that looked like they wouldn't accidentally stab themselves on a used heroin needle stuffed into a mattress. When they parked Travis got out to stretch. He had been cramped in his mother's car for a long time and it felt good to get his legs moving once again. Whilst his mother was checking them in for the night, he made sure to grab their suitcases from the car so they could bring them to her room.

"So why are we going to my Aunt's all the way across the country again?" Travis asked his Mother as she unlocked their bedroom door. He let out a big yawn as they entered the room. Two full sized beds with a nightstand between them were all the room really had besides a tv and a bathroom in the back. It was all very standard looking. He dropped his bag on his bed that he claimed as his own for the night and turned to his mother.
 
As Travis asked about the trip, Eliza sighed softly. She couldn't have received a better time to receive a call from her sister. Really Eliza only told her sister about the situation hoping to get some advice, but no matter what she said Eliza never felt any better nor did her relationship with her husband. Eliza's even gone to the point of taking off her wedding ring for most of the day. Her sister became worried and thought it would be best to give her some time away home so she called them saying the family was wanting to help and hopefully she could relax while she was away with her son. Of course, Eliza knew what they were intending, but couldn't tell her husband or son. If her husband knew Eliza couldn't predict what he would do and if she told Travis then he'll know about their problem. So she decided to tell them it was just a friendly gathering.

Even though Eliza hated lying directly to Travis, she didn't want her baby to worry about what would happen. After placing her bags on the bed Travis hasn't claimed. "Your aunt just thought it's been too long since she's seen us since we live so far away. She thought it would be nice if we came to spend some time with family, but unfortunately your father couldn't make it since he couldn't risk missing work. Besides they want to see what the kind of handsome young man you've grown up to be in person." She smiled hoping he would believe her. That's something Eliza's gotten good at...faking a smile. No matter, she was not going to let her husband ruin this trip for her and leaving her husband behind was what she had to do. He could cheat on her with a hundred whores and she wouldn't care, it just gave her a better excuse to divorce him.

Eliza opened her bags pulling out all the things she would need to take a shower tonight. "Don't worry about anything Travis just relax." She smiled at him and tossed the TV remote to him from the end table onto his bed. "Why don't you just watch some TV and I'll order us a pizza?" With that Eliza pulled out her pajamas to join with the rest of the things she would need tonight. She zipped up her bag and placed it in the corner of the room before looking in the phone book for a pizza place. Once she ordered them a few pizzas Eliza sat down on her bed for a moment. "Travis...I'm sorry for dragging you along...this trip must be boring for you. I know if I was your age I would be."
 
Travis picked the remote up from his bed. Kicking off his shoes he laid back resting his backside against the headboard. It felt so good to get his shoes off and stretch out his legs. He began flipping through channels. Predictably there was nothing really on to watch. He could over hear his mother ordering pizzas. Which did sound good. When she came back she sat down on her bed. Travis muted the TV when he overheard her speak.
Travis stared up at the ceiling at some bizarre stain thinking of a way to answer her.

"Well it's true I would rather be home spending my summer vacation with my friends. It would be easier if my sister didn't stay behind at school for summer classes. Then you wouldn't have to worry about me looking after the house all by myself for a week or two. And since I can't really drive yet, it would just make things harder for me. So I understand why I had to come along." He said. Even though he didn't protest that much about travelling with his mom deep inside he was dreading a long boring trip to see some relatives he didn't know too well. His Aunt and cousins lived so far away. He even looked up plane ticket prices, in such short notice tickets were running up to 400 dollars one way due to it being a peak travel season. They just couldn't afford it.
"At least I get to see the country though, not many people can say that." He said trying to make the best of the situation. His mother did promise they would at least stop and see some interesting things along the way. He had never been to California either and he heard it was really nice where they were going.

"Let's just relax mum, it was a long day of driving." He rubbed his feet a little bit.
"Is......... everything alright with you?" He asked his voice showed concern as he looked up at her with his brown eyes. He had noticed she wasn't being herself lately.
 
It wasn't a surprise that Travis would rather be doing other things, but Eliza couldn't leave him alone with his father there to possibly say horrible things about her. He could turn her own child against her if she wasn't careful, but really Eliza wanted to be alone with Travis. She expected to tell him the truth sooner or later, but for now at least she'll stick to her story. He must not completely hate the trip since he didn't outwardly complain about the trip which was a bit reassuring. Eliza gave him a smile. "I promise that tomorrow will be more fun...I've just been tired today."

After taking her shoes off, but hearing the concern in her son's voice she knew she couldn't continue lying to him like this. Eliza sighed and rubbed her eyes in frustration. After a moment of silence Eliza finally answered him. "Look Travis...I didn't want to tell you this yet, but...there's a possibility that me and your father will be getting a divorce. Things are complicated between us...I'm just not attracted to him anymore sexually or emotionally and well...we're becoming frustrated with each other. Your aunt and cousins wanted to get me away from him until we can figure out what to do and I didn't want to leave you."

She never wanted to drag Travis into this, but she couldn't stand lying to the person she loved most. He needed to know either way and it would be better to tell him now then later. Still, Eliza looked at him and gave a soft warm smile. She moved from her bed to sit on his and ran her fingers through his hair. "My baby..." She said softly and lovingly with her eyes staring into his. Her hand moved down to caress his cheek and spoke softly. "Don't worry about it Travis...let's just try to relax until we can figure this out okay sweetie?"
 
After she told him the truth his eyes widened a bit as he laid back on his bed speechless. He didn't really know what to say. "Di..... divorce?" He repeated before glancing at his mother. She wasn't satisfied sexually or emotionally from his father anymore. Basically she just didn't have feelings for his father, but why? Things seemed normal enough at home, but he never heard what was going on in private conversation between them. Did his sister know? What was his life going to be like with out his dad around, or would he live with his dad over his mom?

"Wow mom........... that, that's a lot to take in." He said unsure of what to do or say in this situation. But she assured him that things would be ok when she sat on the bed next to him and ran her hand through his brown hair, and caressed his cheek. He felt a warmth come from her with relaxed him a bit. "I guess this is more of a journey for you to figure out." He said. As much as he didn't want his parents to split up, if they truly didn't love one another anymore it couldn't be stopped.

"You're right mom, let..... lets just enjoy our trip together. Well figure this out. Even if you two split up you're still both my parents." He managed a smile looking at his mother's soft features. Even though they had another long road trip tomorrow, he knew there was a stop off at some place that the two of them could possibly enjoy and forget about life's stresses for a while.

Soon there was a knock at their motel room door. I appeared as if the pizzas were here.
 
Hearing her beloved son's surprised reaction nearly broke her heart. She could tell he didn't know what to think, but she was thankful he understood it wasn't something for him to worry about. It was wrong for her to continue lying to him and while it did hurt to see him like this, Eliza felt a weight lift off her chest. Now she wouldn't have to lie to him and keep him wondering what was wrong with her. Besides he's a big boy now, he could handle this kind of news and it wasn't like it was a official decision either so there was a chance it wouldn't happen at all. Though it seemed like it would be the most likely outcome to this situation. Why should she be forced to be married to a man she had no attraction to anymore? As long as her son was here with her, Eliza was happy.

Other then her sister and now son, no one else knows about this news. Eliza didn't tell her daughter Christina knowing she would be busy with college. It was easier to hide the news from Christina since Eliza didn't have to lie directly at her, but it still didn't feel right to do it. Christina worked and studied so hard at college, Eliza didn't want her daughter to be bothered with the news. If Christina knew she would leave the school to help the family and that was something Eliza didn't want. Christina should remain with little to no stress without having to leave school early.

After hearing Travis cheer up a bit after the shock, Eliza smiled warmly at him. He was strong for his age...he didn't want to think of the bad things. Eliza gently caressed his cheek and whispered happily. "That's my boy." Softly she kissed his forehead then heard the sound of the doorbell ringing. "That must be the pizza." She smiled then got off the bed to pay for it. Once she returned with the two boxes in her hands, Eliza placed it down on his bed and said. "I'm going to go change to relax, you go ahead and have some. You can rent a movie too if you want, but stay out of the adult movies okay?" She chuckled softly before taking her pajamas and heading to the bathroom.
 
Travis looked up at his mom as she leaned in to kiss his forehead, like she has done so many times before. Leaving a light damp spot above his brow. He raised his eyebrows and smirked lightly as she got off the bed to go answer their room door. The food was here and Travis was starving. Having been on the road all day they only stopped to eat once, and the snacks and water they had in the car wasn't really enough to satisfy. He watched as his mother paid the delivery boy and placed the box of pizza down on the desk in the room. With that she went to go get changed for the night, but not before mentioning that he should stay out of the adult movies. His face reddened a bit, his mother always had a way of throwing in some sort of embarrassing statement to catch him off guard.

"I'm not going to rent pornography mom!" He said rolling his eyes a bit. From her chuckle he knew she was just joking around. In reality though being that he was a young man with sexual curiosities, and had he had the freedom and privacy he probably would have rented it. In a way he assumed his mother probably knew he would have. His eyes followed his mother, grabbing her pajamas for the night and walking into the bathroom to change. After the door was shut Travis unmuted the television. Getting up from the bed he grabbed a couple slices of pizza, sat down and continued surfing the channels. Of course there was nothing on to watch.

He munched at his pizza and waited for his mother to come out of the bathroom, perhaps they could decide on a movie together. But she was probably tired from driving all day and would most likely go to bed soon.
 
Eliza couldn't help teasing her son it was one of her ways of getting all the upsetting news off his mind. After hearing is response, Eliza couldn't keep herself from chuckling at him and added. "I would hope not. It's not a good idea to watch it when your mother is nearby, but I know what you're doing when you lock your bedroom door." She teased him more before finally slipping into the bathroom to change.In all honesty if Travis wasn't here, Eliza would have rented a porno. With all the stress and sexual frustration she needed something to help her settle those urges, but it wasn't something she should do in front of her son. Eliza sighed softly with a smile on her face as she undressed completely then redressed in a pair of short sleep shorts and a tank top without a bra before stepping back outside. Her nipples softly poked through the fabric of the tank top, but Eliza didn't think it would be anything to worry about.

When she stepped out, Eliza walked to her bed stretching and groaning as she did, not even noticing that without a bra her breast jiggled a bit with each step she took. She fell back on her bed feeling the soft bed against her back underneath her as her breast jiggled a little harder and a bit more noticeable from her landing. Eliza stretched out on her bed, arching her back making suggestive groaning noises with her eyes closed and mouth open. This was normal for Eliza to do after a long drive, but never had she noticed how suggestive and wrong it looked to the prevented mind.

"So, what do you wanna watch Trav?" She asked "You can pick anything you want." Eliza sat up laying her back against the headboard of her bed smiling as she watched Travis enjoy his pizza. The poor kid...she really has to make it up to him tomorrow...maybe she'll take him someplace special or fun, maybe even both. Whatever she decided to surprise him with, Eliza was going to make sure the rest of this trip is fun for them both unlike today.
 
Travis was on his second slice of Pizza when his mother came out of the bathroom. She was dressed in what would be considered home casual. Shorts and a tank top. His eyes couldn't help but drift to below her neck line. The bit of cleavage that was shown. Even though it was his own mother his eyes were still drawn to her breasts. Seeing them jiggle and shake in their loose confines would probably draw any eye. Especially the little nubs that poked through the fabric of her top which gave away that she was not wearing a bra underneath. Why would she? She deserved to relax some. Travis watched as they moved a bit. His mother was surprisingly very good looking. Her body was still in shape even after having two kids, and her breasts didn't seem that saggy if at all. He wouldn't know though, he probably hasn't seen them since he was a baby. She was the type to work out and take care of herself, and it definitely showed to him. He drew his eyes away shortly after watching her stretch on the bed not wanting to make a habit of checking out his own mother. It was what most people would consider to be wrong, also he didn't want his mother catching him. It would be pretty awkward.

When she was done stretching out, and the "show" was over for now she sat up against her head board. Travis let out a soft yawn turning his attention to the tv. His thumb mindlessly pushing the channel up button. "There's nothing really on mom, even our rental options look pretty minimal." He said in a low tone showing he was not too pleased with the television tonight.

He flipped through the HBO channels, Passing by the Avengers, which he had seen a bunch of times by now. A pirates of the Caribbean movie, a movie that came out before he was even born. "I can't really think of anything." He said flipping past another channel that seemed like an adult movie. A brief glimpse of skin on skin could be seen, but passed by quickly enough to hopefully not get the attention of his mother even though his face reddened a bit.

"Uh, you can channel surf if you want mom, maybe I should just go to bed." Travis said, tossing the remote over to his Mom's bed. Actually feeling pretty tired. "We have to get up early and drive all day tomorrow anyways.
 
It was a bit disappointing to here that nothing good was on TV tonight, but it wasn't all that surprising judging how late it was since most of the good shows were on around dinner time or late in the morning. Though it wasn't often that the movies to rent weren't very good, then again this wasn't a five star hotel either, more like a three and a half stars. "Well that's a shame, but I suppose that's expected judging by how late it was and this hotel isn't too great." She shrugged with some disappointment in her voice. Eliza was looking towards watching a movie with her beloved son since it's been so long since they got to.

Despite that, Eliza stared at the flicking TV screen as her son flipped through each channel trying to search for something to watch. Everything she saw on the screen were movies she's already seen a bunch of times so nothing really stood out to her. That was until Eliza saw that quick moment of what looked like an adult movie. Her eyes widened a bit, her sharp ears catching the sound of a hot moan that was cut off by her son's quick reaction. Her cheeks redden a bit, but the image she saw never escaped her mind along with the lustful sound of pleasure. Great, Eliza couldn't stop thinking about it, hell she was even tempted to go back and watch it herself. It's been so long since she's been sexually pleased that the slightest thing could turn her on, but she didn't want it to happen with her son so close to her.

Her thoughts were disturbed once she saw the TV remote fly through the air to land on her bed. She looked towards her son and gave him a light nod to his idea. "You can if you want to sweetie. It might be best since we've had a long day." Eliza stared at the remote for a moment remembering the pornographic movie image, but shook her head to chase it away. No, she shouldn't watch that stuff especially in the same room as her own son...even though it was very tempting. In fear that she'll end up flipping to the movie anyway, Eliza took the remote and place it on the end table that separated her bed from Travis'.

With a sigh Eliza got up and went to the pizza box on the desk. Just to have something in her stomach, Eliza took a piece of pizza out for herself before she went to bed. After putting it down on a nearby piece of paper towel from a stack that was from the curtaisy of the hotel, Eliza bent over to place the box inside the small mini fridge near the end of Travis' bed. She could feel her shorts riding up a bit, but assumed it was nothing to worry about unaware that the bottoms of her round cheeks and panties were exposed. Surprisingly the pizza box fit inside the mini fridge and allowed Eliza to walk away from it towards her son.

"We'll just have the rest tomorrow." She told him with a warm smile before walking up close to him. Her hand softly stroked his hair as she stared at him with warm eyes for a moment before giving him a kiss on his forehead, not knowing that her cleavage was close to his face. Then she pulled back smiling sweetly. "I think I'll go to bed too. It's no fun staying up alone besides I'm kinda tired from the drive. Good night sweetie." She smiled stroking his cheek with her thumb almost like a lover would before returning to her bed to lay down and rest.
 
Travis got underneath his covers and turned over in his bed closing his eyes for a bit. When it become evident that his mother was not going to stay up to watch television he opened his eyes to watch her walk around the room. Grabbing a slice of pizza for herself and putting the pizza away for the night for them to eat on the road tomorrow.
"Alright mom." He said as she walked over to him stroking his hair. He closed his eyes gently feeling her warm motherly touch. Then felt a kiss on his forehead, opening his eyes to see her cleavage just inches away from his face. His eyes widened a bit seeing them dangle free from any undergarment constraint in her tank top. Before she pulled away stroking his cheek softly and climbing into bed herself. "Goodnight." He responded back watching her climb into her own sheets in the bed opposite him. Soon afterward the light was turned off leaving the two of them in darkness for the night.

Travis was having trouble sleeping. He wasn't sure how much time had gone by, but closing his eyes and laying in the dark wasn't helping him fall asleep for some reason. He thought he could have slept, but that plan wasn't working out. It was getting to the point of annoyance, as he tossed and turned trying to get into a comfortable position to konk out. Turning over onto his stomach he stared up at the ceiling a bit. His eyes had become adjusted to the darkness and the light from the window illuminated the room a tiny a bit. He listened to the a/c click on creating the same ambient noise it usually did. He needed to find a way to relax. He could take a walk, but he didn't want to disturb his mom, especially since she had to drive in the morning. He thought for a moment. Turning his head over to his mother's bed. He could make out her form lumped up underneath her blankets. Was she asleep? He couldn't make out any sort of heavy breathing or snoring? Maybe he could get away with it if he was quiet enough.

It had been a couple weeks since Travis last masturbated. And for a teenage boy he was getting a little hard up lately. Relieving himself would help him relax, he thought. He just hoped he wouldn't get caught. He would just have to take it easy, and try not to make a lot of noise. Plus it would be under the covers. He glanced over at his mom again. Her back was turned so that was good. Reaching into his shorts he took his semi hard cock into his hand and pulled his shorts down below his balls with the other. Not having any visual stimuli he was going to have to think of something, a fantasy or something like that.

He slowly began to stroke his cock getting it hard within his grip as his fingers slid up and down his shaft. The excitement had already caused a bit of pre cum to bead from his tip as he thought of things to fantasize about. A girl from school, a scene he saw in a porno. For some reason he found himself picturing his mother's breasts from earlier. How they jiggled and shaked as she walked. How her hard nipples poked through her top. The thought of these seemed to excite him the most. What are you doing Travis thinking about that? The thought in the back of his head, his concious tried to reason with him. That's your mother your thinking about. The thought was weak though. Truth was the teenager was horny, and the thought of breasts was getting him more aroused as he stroked his cock a bit harder. It was just a thought it didn't hurt anyone right?

The A/C clicked off as it's timer went out leaving the room in more of a silence. Travis was far in it now and was working at it a bit harder thinking of his mother's breasts some more. What he didn't realize was that he was causing the sheets to rustle a bit making the noise obvious. Plus his breathing increased slightly. And anyone that looked over could see the clear sillhouette of a pumping motion from the window light. Travis was convinced though that his mother was asleep and he really wanted to finish and be relieved.
 
Just after Eliza finished her slice of pizza, she turned off the lights to go to sleep. She covered herself in the blankets and faced her back towards her son where she was most comfortable, but as it turned out, Eliza was having a similar problem that Travis was. Her eyes felt so tired when she closed them, she was sure she would fall asleep quickly. The silence and darkness was enough to drift her to a form of sleep where she wasn't fully asleep, but grew unaware of the outside world. Yet as she tried to fall asleep, the image of the porno flashed in her mind again, but this time her mind grew more creative.

Her closed eyes witness as her mind came up with her own personal pornographic movie. Just like in the quick scene, Eliza saw a man's chest pushing down on a woman's, making her breast squish against him. Their hips clashed together with their hands holding each other with laced fingers like passionate lovers. Somehow Eliza could hear the wet claps of a man thrusting inside of her. Their hot breaths and moans joining that sound with their lips barely touching. She never saw their faces for a while, but when she did Eliza was shocked to see the man and the woman making the bed underneath them shaking was her son and her. Her mind didn't stop despite the shock her imagination had caused. Yet, Eliza didn't disturb the mid sleep dream. She watched as her son thrusts into her deep and hard, forcing moans to escape her lips as their eyes stared into each other. Then she watched as her son's tongue dance with her in a wet passionate kiss as he started thrusting faster. Needless the say, Eliza was embarrassed, but she could feel her panties grow damp.

Then suddenly, Eliza's eyes snapped open. She didn't breathe or make a sound, but her ears caught a strange sound. It sounded like blankets were ruffling and soft, almost quiet aroused breaths coming from behind. Chills ran down her spine knowing the only other person in the room was her son. What was he doing making those sounds? Her panties were already damp, but listening to his breaths, even from a distance, tickle her ears made her wet sex tingle. Eliza was scared to turn and see what was happening, but for whatever reason, she looked over her shoulder quietly. Her eyes widened at the silhouette that was obviously her son.

Eliza watched intensely as she stared at the silhouette of her son stroking his cock under the blankets. Her cheeks blazed brightly finding herself unable to look away. She should have snapped at him for doing that in the same room as her, but her eyes couldn't help following his moving hand. His hands showed her his length from under the blankets...he was longer and thicker then his father. Eliza could herself and tried to push those ideas out of her mind. This was her son! She shouldn't be fantasizing about him! Yet no matter how hard she tired, Eliza couldn't look away and unknowingly let her hand slip down her shorts to rub her pussy lips through her panties.

Before she even realized, Eliza had slipped her shorts down and pushed her panties aside. Her delicate finger tips rubbed against her bare lips and quickly pushed against her clit that begged for attention. She knew she had to keep herself quiet otherwise her wet pussy would give away what she was doing. Eliza slowly rubbed her own engorged clit and bit her bottom lip feeling the pleasure already trying to take over her. It didn't take long before Eliza plunged two fingers deep inside of her, forcing them to fuck her like she wanted Travis to. She was soaking wet and still so tight after having two kids. Her breaths grew heated the faster she thrusted her fingers inside her tight walls, accidentally allowing a bit of a wet sound to happen as Eliza pleasured herself. God, she wanted it harder, faster, deeper, but she had to control herself. If she wasn't careful, Travis could look over and see what she was doing to herself in the barely lit room.
 
Travis was unaware of his mother being awake and attentive to his actions. As intensity built up in his mind the faster and more passionate his strokes became. There was no way his mother would hear, she was sound asleep, surely. He thought in the back of his mind, while the front of his mind was filled with pictures; vivid images of his mother's breasts dangling in front of him, shaking with her movements. The way they thrusted up slowly as she lay back on the bed, seeing them move in slow motion. He tried to picture in his mind what they looked like, what they felt like. He had never touched breasts before. Out of all the girls out there, why was he wondering what his own mother's felt like? The strong imagery that flew by in his mind caused him to masturbate more fervently. He told himself to be quiet but he didn't seem to care now. His fingers wrapped tightly around his length pulling the skin of his shaft up and over his cock head faster and faster, causing his balls to shake with each stroke. His hand beginning to pound at the blanket that covered himself from full view of his mother whom has been observing him. Breath escaping from his nostrils.

He was unaware that his mother had started masturbating herself. If he were to stop and slow down he might hear her sheets rustling a bit. He might hear the wetness of her pussy being fingered, he might hear her own intensified breaths. No right now he was oblivious to his surroundings and more strongly focused on his fantasy. He had no idea what was going on in his mother's mind, what she had been fantasizing about just moments before she caught him in the act.

And she was unaware of what he was fantasizing about as well. That was until he let one word escape from his lips. It was in a soft whisper, it might have been hard to hear if she probably wasn't listening in on him. As he jerked off his cock as his head was arching back on the bed as his own personal passion intensified. As he focused more on doing naughtier things in his mind his short breaths whispered out.
"Oh, Mom."
 
Eliza didn't know what her son was fantasizing about. but whatever it was she couldn't get over how passionate he was going into it. How the sheets moved as he stroked his cock growing more intense by the second. She couldn't turn away from the sight, the delicious sight. Why couldn't those sheets move off his hard cock? Eliza completely stopped caring about watching her son masturbating, she couldn't get enough of it. His breathing, the intensity, she wished she could satisfy his urges right now. Then that's when she heard it. That one hint of who he was fantasizing about:her.

Her eyes widened in surprise, but she managed to hold back a gasp. H-he...was fantasizing...about her? Eliza's cheeks blushed feeling even more lustfully hungry knowing the person he was thinking about as he stroked that thick cock of his was his own mother. He was so passionate about it too. Did he really find her sexually attractive? Nonetheless, Eliza couldn't handle holding herself back any longer knowing that fact.

Still remaining quiet, Eliza carefully adjusted herself to lay on her back, spreading her legs wide as she used two fingers to push deep inside herself. Her entrance stretching to fit her fingers pushing in and out of her. Eliza bit her lip trying to hold back her moans, but the sound of her wet arousal became more audible. Hopefully her son wouldn't notice the sounds as deep as he was into jerking himself off. At the same time, she wanted to let him know. Maybe he would pounce on her and push himself inside of her. She didn't care that it was her son, Eliza was desperate and wanted him inside of her. Her own breaths growing heated as her fingers rapidly pushing knuckle deep down inside her own aching and hungry pussy.
 
Travis slowed down for a brief moment. His hand still wrapped firmly around his dick. He thought he heard his mother move for a second. Not wanting to get caught in the act he tried to hide the fact that he was masturbating. His eyes opened and looked over at his mother. It was dark on the other side of the hotel room and he couldn't quite make out if her form was looking at him. Still panting slightly, when he was sure she had just moved in bed a little and didn't catch him he proceeded to pleasure himself. His hand slid up and down his shaft, closing his eyes picturing his mother dangling her naked breasts over his mouth for him to suck on. Was it wrong to imagine that sort of thing? The idea just seemed so hot to him. He gently let out another "mom" this time in a more breathier tone.

He had no idea that just a few feet away from him his mother had her fingers in her pussy. If his hand hadn't been hitting against the blanket and if the a/c didn't just click back on, he would probably hear the sounds of her wetness. The sounds of her fingers squeezing into her hot warm sex. He was oblvious that his mother knew what he was doing, and that he was fantasizing about her, and that she was fantasizing about him as well. That she wanted to see her son's cock, that she even wanted it inside of her. If he had only knew, what would the two of them be doing?

Travis began picking up his pace some more, making no effort to be quiet anymore. He began breathing through his nose more aggressively beginning to fantasize about sliding his cock between his mother's tits. If only he thought. What would it feel like? His cock slid up and down his shaft much faster, his fingers sliding up and over his head repeatidely. Pre-cum dripping from his tip working as a source of lube. He could feel his orgasm building up close. His mind quickly flashed with naughty images of his mother's breasts. The scene of them shaking in her clothes, picturing her naked, picturing himself doing dirty things with her. He couldn't take it anymore. He quickly grabbed his shorts he was wearing, and covered it over his dick. Letting out a gently groan that wasn't too loud, and breathing deeply out of his nose he began ejaculating into the shorts he slept in.
It was a powerful orgasm, having not have gotten off in a couple of weeks, he had a lot of seed to spill. He shook gently in his sheets as each wave of cum splashed out of his tip and into his shorts.

Shortly after he found himself relaxing, his body almost sinking into the bed. Thinking he had gotten away with pleasuring himself in the same room as his mom. He slowly drifted off to sleep, not knowing the dirty actions his mother was performing as well.
 
Knowing her son might notice that she moved, Eliza stopped thrusting her fingers into herself and stayed still with her eyes closed hoping he'll believe she was asleep, but once she heard the familiar sound her name being moaned, Eliza opened her eyes to watch him. She couldn't hear the sound of his flesh as he stroked himself off because of the a/c, but his moans were all she needed to stay wet and horny. Eliza wondered what about her he was imagining. It must have been hot if her son was getting this passionate and far into jerking himself off. She wondered how good his cock would feel inside her or in between her breasts or just in her hand. How well would he fit inside her. How delicious he'll taste. What would he do to her? Would he taste her sex and finger it too? All this wondering only made her hungrier for his cock.

As her fingers started thrusting back and forth into herself again, Eliza couldn't help wondering what would he do if she came over and laid on top of him. Would he stop her from touching him? Would he get angry if she pushed his cock into herself and rode him until they both came? The image of her riding her son's cock as he grabbed her waist to hold her on him only made her fingers work themselves inside her harder. She wondered what his hands would feel like when he would grab her breasts. What would he be doing to her as she rode him, right here...right now?

Watching Travis growing more intense and passionate in his masturbation made Eliza do the same thing. Her fingers slide in and out of her furiously and deeply, forcing her to bite her bottom lip to keep her from moaning loudly. His strokes became more audible with the help of his pre-cum making a more wet sound. God, Eliza imagined the wet sound of their hips clashing together as they practically break the bed in their passion. Then Eliza felt her own orgasm deep inside her rising and growing dangerously close to releasing. Just as Travis had his intense orgasm, so did Eliza. Her back arched and her head lifted up slightly as she felt her thick and heavy orgasm cover her fingers deep inside her pussy. She managed to watch Travis as he orgasmed, seeing the pleasure on his face as he squirted his cum out into what she assumed was his shorts judging by how quick he was to move his hands underneath the covers. Softly she panted while on her orgasm high. Watching his body shake with pleasure as her own legs shook.

When his body relaxed into the bed, so did Eliza. She pulled her fingers out of herself and brought them up from the covers to look at her orgasm that cover them. The light from the window made her fingers glisten with the clear thick juice on them. Softly she stuck out her tongue and licked her fingers clean, tasting her own sweet juice as she stared at her sleeping son. She had to feel him, she wanted to feel him. Maybe she could put this night to good use tomorrow. With the idea in her head, Eliza fixed her panties and shorts then closed her eyes to fall into sleep.
 
Travis awoke early the next morning. Just a bit of sunlight was peaking through the hotel room curtains. He had slept well enough especially after last evenings strenuous "activities." He had felt so relaxed that sleep was nearly instantaneous afterward. It was definitely a relief and something he had needed for a while. He rolled over in his bed taking his cellphone from the nightstand and clicked the side button to wake it up. The bright light from the phone flashed in his face blinding him for a moment until his eyes adjusted. Seven am, it was early but the two of them had to get an early start if they wanted to conquer a lot of the road ahead of them. He looked over at the lump in the bed adjacent to him. His mother was still asleep it seemed. He could hear her heavy breathing. Most likely being a bit dirty from the night before Travis decided he should get an early start and take a shower.

He quietly got out of bed walking over to his suitcase and grabbing some clean clothes before heading to the bathroom. Shutting the door quietly behind him he got undressed and climbed into the shower. He had no idea what had gone on in the bed across from him last night. He had no idea that his mother had watched him. Watched him the whole time and also fingered herself to orgasm because of what he was doing. As the warm water washed over his skin and down his body he began thinking about what he fantasized about the night before. His mother. Why did he fantasize about such a thing? He shouldn't be treating his mother as a sexual object. It was normal for a young man such as himself to look at breasts, he couldn't be the only one to have accidentally checked out his own mother. But to fantasize about them as he did, was that normal? Nah it had to be because her breasts were so vivid in his mind at the time that he just quickly went to them. He didn't remember himself actually moaning out "mom" softly in fact he was oblivious to it. Only the other person in the room really knew what was going on, and she seemed to like it too.

After giving his body a scrub down and rinsing off he stepped out of the shower. The steam was thick from the hot water and fogged up the mirror. He dried himself off, feeling refreshed and ready for the day. Ready for a day sitting in the car. So thrilling. He thought. He got dressed fixing up his hair and brushing his teeth. Maybe his mother had woken up by now. If not he was going probably have to do it himself. The sooner they could get on the road, the faster this trip was going to be. They most likely had at least two more days until they reached sunny California. He opened the door to the bathroom and stepped back into the hotel room to see if his mom was awake yet.
 
The sound of the shower running from the bathroom that wasn't too far from her bed made Eliza wake up slowly. The bed was so comfortable and after what she did last night, it felt too good to leave, but she knew she had to get up soon. Travis must be awake since she could hear the shower. Eliza wondered if he still was oblivious to what she did last night because of him. As she opened her tired eyes softly, Eliza's hand gripped her pillow in conflict. After what she's seen and heard last night, Eliza developed an unholy attraction to her son. She was still oblivious why or what her son was imagining her doing, but it was obviously something erotic enough to turn him on and almost shamelessly masturbate when the very woman he was fantasizing about was right next to him. Eliza remembered his hot whispers of her name and how passionate he became during it. Now she couldn't stop herself from imagining her son in the shower. The steam of the shower filling the bathroom while his body was wet and outlined by the running water raining down on him; his hair falling around his face heavily from the water's added weight. A small smirk growing across his face when he looks directly at her, catching her staring, but inviting her in with his seductive eyes.

Eliza shook her head violently and sat up from the heavenly bed trying to wake herself up and shake the fantasy from her head. This wasn't right, she was his mother, Eliza shouldn't be having these thoughts about him, but...he shouldn't be thinking of her this way either. She couldn't help wondering what would happen if she tried to pull a move on him. Would he let her or would he snap at her? Though it's clear he found her attractive in some way if he could masturbate to her. Maybe it would be best to test this development today and see if she could find any hints if he had a sexual attraction to her, but if she finds out he did...Eliza didn't know what she would do. She found herself wanting him, but she didn't want it forced on him. In a sick way, she wanted him to want her too. Something about how wrong it was only made it seem hotter to her. Eliza finally made a decision that if it was possible...she wanted to make love to her son.

After thinking this for a few minutes, Eliza got up from her bed and pulled out her suitcase from underneath the bed. She opened it up to pull out a new set of clothes to go out in, but this time...she wanted to show more. Instead of making sure a majority of her body was clothed, Eliza picked out a white button up shirt that always was a little tight on her along with a black skirt that reached down to her mid thighs. Since he was in the bathroom, she decided to wait until he got out to change instead she walked to the nearby coffee maker that sat on the desk for guest to have coffee when they want. She had to stay awake, so she opened the fridge pulling out bottled water and last night's pizza and placed them on the desk. Then she used the bottled water for the coffee machine and used the coffee grains given by the hotel to start making coffee. That's when she spotted her son coming out of the bathroom. Eliza tried to remain composed and asked sweetly "Good morning sweetie. Did you sleep well?"
 
Travis stepped out of the bathroom, hair still wet. The dampness and humidity from his hot shower overflowing into the room a little bit. Travis could feel the change in the air from the humid bathroom to the cool a/c filled hotel room on his skin, he looked around the room seeing his mother was awake and had prepared coffee and had taken out last night's pizza. He gave a slight tired smile and answered. "Yeah I think I slept pretty well, it was nice to stretch out my legs and relax." He said stretching his arms over his head. Relax he did last night for sure. There was something about cumming that made the whole body relax easily and drift off to sleep. At this point he tried to shake the thoughts of what he actually masturbated about out of his mind, even though the object of his affection was right there in front of him. Still wearing the outfit from the night before. Her breasts free in her top and moving around much like they did.

"Did you sleep ok?" He asked her. Going over to the coffee pot and grabbing one of the paper coffee cups that sat on the hotel room fridge. He didn't really drink much coffee, but it was the only thing available at the moment, and he could benefit from a little kick. Grabbing a slice of the cold pizza he turned to his mother. "Are we going to get on the road soon? As much as I like spending time with you mom, being in a car all day sucks." He said with a bit of a smile. He knew they had another couple of days on this road trip. They were in the middle of the state of Texas at the moment. It would take quite a while to drive through it, and they still had New Mexico and Arizona to get through before even getting to the state of California. He dreaded the thoughts of nothing fun to look at for miles upon miles. But maybe they could think of something fun to do to break up the monotony.

He quickly thought about what his mother was going through, and that this trip wasn't any fun for her either. She was questioning her marriage, and wasn't happy or satisfied. She was basically going to see her family to see if they agreed that she should leave his dad. His dad wasn't a bad person by any means, and she probably didn't think that either, she just seemed to not be getting a certain satisfaction from him. Travis felt bad about it, his mother did deserve to be happy, he wished there was something he could do to make her feel better. Little did he know that his mother was having fantasies about just that. He took a bite into his pizza looking at his mother.
 
Eliza smiled warmly at him, happy to hear he slept well, but really she already knew that after what she saw last night. It was a strange thing, but every man slept well after cumming. "I'm happy to hear that. I slept pretty good myself." She answered looking at him. Though when he brought up the car ride, Eliza knew how boring it normally was for him, but today would be a different then yesterday, after all...Eliza had something important she had to test out before doing anything risky. There was still a lot of road to cover since they were still in Texas and had to get to California, so there was still plenty of time to handle this. "Once I get dressed and wake up a bit more we'll go ahead get to the car to keep going. I'm gonna try to make it less boring for you since I know how awful it is. It might take us longer to get there, but at least it won't be completely mind numbing."

She walked away from her son to grab the clothes off her bed. "I'll be right back." She told him and went to the still warm and moist bathroom to change out of her pajamas. For a moment Eliza stared into the bathroom mirror and sighed. So...she was really going to do this? There wasn't anything that could change what Eliza felt and thought about her son...it would be good to see if something could happen between them or not. After a few seconds, Eliza brushed her teeth then undressed. She redressed herself, but left the two top buttons open on her white blouse and allowed a bit of cleavage to be seen well with the help of her push up bra. Her skirt covered most of her tights, but the skirt was tight enough to show off the flatness of her stomach and the roundness of her rear. Before leaving the bathroom, Eliza brushed her hair and checked her clothing then gathered their bathroom supplies to pack up.

When she walked out of the bathroom, Eliza tried hard to act normal and settle her racing heart. She dropped all their bathroom supplies on her bed and bent over to pick up her suitcase with her back towards him, hoping inside he would stare at her ass. Eliza took her suitcase and packed up her used pajamas, shampoo, toothbrush, and tooth paste, keeping her eyes off Travis as she did. "Your bathroom stuff is here if you want to go ahead and pack them up. Once we're ready to go, I want us to be moving to get back on the road since we still have a long ways to go. We'll most likely have to stay in another hotel tonight."
 
Travis smiled in understanding when she said she had to go get changed. He had no idea what she was planning or what was going on in her head. It was his mother after all, there should be nothing suspicious to detect anyway. He completely thought he was in the clear about the previous night, and didn't realize that he had an on looker when he was committing his dirty deed. He had never really been caught masturbating before, so this time was no different. While the subject of his fantasies was cause of concern to him and still lingered in his mind, he didn't think his mother saw him. Right? When Eliza shut the bathroom door, he finished his slice of pizza and put his cup of coffee down walking over to his travelling bag making sure he had everything packed up. "Crap, I forgot my toiletries." He said quietly, realizing they were still in the bathroom. "I'll have to get them when mom comes out." He shrugged.

Not soon after the bathroom door opened. Eliza walking out in her outfit. What she was wearing caused Travis to do a bit of a double take. He looked up at the door as she walked out, then back at his bag, then back to his mother once again. What was she wearing? It was a tight white blouse, that was slightly unbuttoned at the top showing the tops of her breasts and a bit of her cleavage, which seemed to jiggle with each step she took. The tight top hugging against her form which showed just how nice his mother's body actually looked. Below she wore a black thigh high skirt, which also hugged against her skin showing off the curves of her hips. Travis found himself looking at his mother much longer than he should, eyes wide and jaw nearly agape. What she was wearing didn't seem entirely comfortable, especially for having to drive all day. One would imagine, comfortable clothing would make the trip more bearable. No, she looked more dressed for a business interview or a night on the town. Why did she dress like that? It wasn't his place to say though, but even though he tried to mind his business he couldn't help but look. Why was he staring? Was he attracted to his mother's body?

He nodded "Mmhmmm." he said face a bit read seeing her bend over the bed, the skirt hugging against her rear causing his eyes to widen once again. No no Travis, stop looking, stop treating your mother as some sort of object. He told himself as he walked over to grab his bathroom things putting them in his bag.
"If...... if you need to finish packing, I.... I'll go check us out of the room." Travis stated speaking a bit nervously picking up his hotel room key card. He needed to get out of there at least for a few minutes. Maybe once they were on the road he wouldn't stare at her so much. "I'll meet you at the car." He said shutting the hotel room behind him, heading down the lobby his bag slung over his shoulder. As he walked he had to adjust his gait hiding a slight erection in his pants that had now formed. Am I attracted to my mom? He asked himself, not sure what the answer was yet.
 
Because of her new unholy intentions, Eliza wanted to wear something that wouldn't reveal too much of her body and make it obvious what she was trying to do. Unfortunately, these where the only clothes she packed that would allow her to do that. If Travis asked about it, Eliza could just make an excuse on why she chose to wear this instead of something more comfortable to drive in. Nonetheless, something told her it was working. As Eliza walked around acting normal, she felt a pair of eyes staring at her with intensity. He had to be staring, but he wasn't asking anything either. When she bent over, Eliza could feel the heat of staring eyes rest on her butt; now she knew he was staring. Part of her was excited that he was, but another part of her was disgusted that she was doing this to begin with. No matter, so far it seemed her son really was interested in her, but it was too early to be completely sure of it.

She barely had enough time to react when Travis suddenly started to act like he wanted to leave the room badly before he was already heading for the door. For a moment she looked at him and replied with an unsure. "Oh...okay sweetie." When he left, Eliza sighed softly. Too late to go back now. Was he wanting to leave so badly because he thought it was awkward that she dressed like this or...did he want to keep himself from staring at her? It was difficult for her to tell, but she hoped it was because he couldn't stop staring and didn't want to be caught. This was going to be a difficult road trip, but Eliza wasn't going to stop now; she didn't want to. Quickly, Eliza finished packing her bag and grabbed the car keys then head out of the room to go to the car.

Naturally on her way down, the way she dressed caught some stares, but Eliza ignored them for she had only one she wanted to have staring at her; her own son. When Eliza got to the car, she unlocked it so that they could put their bags away in the trunk of the car. Once they had the car loaded, Eliza got into the driver's seat and pulled on her seat belt and started the car. She looked towards Travis a moment and smiled. "Ready to go?" She asked with a sweet smile before putting the car in reverse and pulling out of the parking lot. Once they were on the road again, Eliza sighed knowing this was only the beginning of something new and...unnatural.
 
Travis checked out of the hotel, handing the room keys over to the desk clerk. For once his mind off of his mother. The change of scenery did do the trick, and the semi hard on he had from being around his mom had slowly softened. He smiled to the young desk clerk lady who finished checking them out with a "thank you and please stay with us again." He nodded and head outside to the car where he would meet his mom. The early morning Texas heat was a big change from the air conditioned building he was just in. Giving off an uncomfortable groan as he felt the heat wash over his skin. At least the car had air conditioning, he thought. Walking up to the car he leaned against it waiting for his mom to arrive.

He pulled out his cellphone. Two messages from dad, he observed. Before clicking on them he looked around feeling some what guilty seeing what his dad might have to say. For some reason he felt this time was best spent with his mother and not focusing on his dad. What would his mom think if she caught him talking to his father? It was his dad what was the big deal? He clicked on the message which read. "Hey just making sure you two are safe." and "Let me know when you get to your Aunts." Travis replied. "Were good, leaving the hotel now driving through Texas, call you tonight." He replied, and then went back to waiting.

Shortly afterwards he heard the car door unlock and looked up to see his mother approaching him. His eyes going wide once again as he observed her stride. He didn't know if she noticed but she seemed to walk with confidence in her step. Or was that how she normally walked? Her hips seemed to sway and her opened top which revealed her cleavage shook slightly. Why was she wearing that outfit? He thought again as he found himself staring and then looking away once again. He tossed his bag in the trunk and climbed into the passenger seat strapping on his seat belt. He observed her getting into the car watching every tight counter of her clothing, watching body parts shake and adjust. Watching as the seat belt she put on separated her breasts as it hugged her body tightly. His mother...... looked good to him. He tried not to stare and looked straight ahead instead.

"Uh yes I'm ready." He said turning his head slightly and seeing his mother's appealing smile, as they started to drive off. He felt guilty. If his mom knew what he was thinking she would probably disown him, he had to get rid of these thoughts some how. He sighed softly to himself, his new affection towards his mother was so new.... and unnatural.
 
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