“Why wouldn't 12?" Eric smiled at her.

"Mom, you always say I'm amazing. I don't think so, but if I am it's because of you, and you are amazing."

“Eric, that's so sweet."

“I always roll my eyes at that." He flashed the shy smile she loved.

“But know what? I think it's okay to be sweet to my mom."

Eric caught her off guard by leaning over and sweeping his arm behind her knees and taking her off her feet. Emma laughed as he effortlessly scooped her up in his arms and turning around carried her towards the bed.

She put her arm around his neck and pulled his head down into a kiss.

Unlike their previous rough passion filled kisses, this one was soft slow and sensual, their lips gently pressing together even as Eric laid her down on the bed.

His lips left hers and she purred as he kissed her neck while untying and opening her robe. He trailed his lips down to her chest and she moaned when he gently kissed and licked each nipple before climbing onto the bed between her Legs.

He was hard and she reached for his cock, but he caught her wrist and put her arm around his neck. He kissed her again and pushing her back on the bed, went down on top of her. Emma gasped as he slowly entered her still moist pussy and his lips caressing her neck, moved in a slow gentle rhythm.

Emma moaned into his ear as she wrapped her legs around his hips, drawing him deeper into his mother's soft, wet and no longer forbidden heat. Eric sighed against her neck as she slipped her arms around her shoulders and ran her hands lightly across his back.

Eric's lips found hers and they shared another long soft kiss as Emma found his rhythm and matched it, moving her hips in time with his. Unlike their wild lust filled romp of earlier, Eric was going soft and slow, pleasing her with long deep strokes that felt amazing.

Even more amazing was how good he felt in her arms. As she teased her tongue along his lips Emma thought this was her son, but no longer a young boy. Eric was a man, a man who knew how to love a woman and as implausible as it was had chosen to show his mother that love.

Emma could feel her throat tighten and her eyes fill with tears. But these were good tears. The tears of a woman overwhelmed with love and gratitude for the man who was being so tender and loving to her.

So what if this was her son? Who was going to really know? This wasn't just a fresh start for a mother or son, this house was now a fresh start for two broken hearted people who had come together to love and heal each other.

Eric moaned softly in her ear and his pace picked up. His body tensed and hugging tightly to her, she whispered in his ear.

"Let me have it, honey. Let me feel it inside me."

Eric released one of those adorable whimpers from before followed by a sigh as he let himself go.

"Oh, honey." Emma purred in his ear as he continued to move slowly within her as he came.

"So good, baby. That feels so good.”

"I love you mom," He breathed in her ear as he continued to fill her.

"Love you so much."

“Love you too, Eric." She kissed him gently as he remained inside her, his spent cock already beginning to soften in her delightfully full pussy.

“In every way.”

"What do you think dad would think?" He asked in her ear.

"It's what made me feel the worst about what I did that night."

He tried to roll over, but Emma kept her arms and legs around him as she replied.

“He wanted me to move on and be happy. He wanted me to meet a guy who would be as good to me as he was. I think I've found him."

"I'LL always be good to you, mom." He kissed her.

"And sorry for being rough earlier. We'll be like this a lot more."