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I think my mom might have some feelings for me that go beyond the usual mother-son relationship. I’m a 20-year-old guy still living at home, and a few weeks ago, I came back from work feeling a bit frisky. After changing into my shorts, I decided to browse Reddit for some entertaining videos and pictures that would get my heart racing. As I got into the groove, I suddenly heard the door creak open, and there stood my mom. I quickly jumped up, desperately trying to change the screen, fully aware that she had caught me in the act. It was clear as day what I had been up to.

To my surprise, the very next day, I found myself in the same situation. This time, I was prepared to swiftly close the page if needed. Yet, once again, just 15 minutes after I arrived home, my mother barged into my room. It seemed almost as if she was hoping to catch me in the act. This happened not just once or twice, but four times already.

That’s not all, though. I know for a fact that she has seen my nakedness before. A year or two back, I was getting ready to take a shower when I discovered there was no hot water. Just as my luck would have it, my mom opened the door to inform me of this little inconvenience, catching me completely au naturel. Instead of reacting with embarrassment or awkwardness, she simply smiled and said there was no hot water, closing the door without missing a beat.

There’s another incident that I can not quite wrap my head around. It was like a hazy dream, or perhaps a blurred memory. I had just turned 18 and was out partying, having a great time. But when I stumbled back home, heavily intoxicated, everything became a bit fuzzy. I distinctly recall sitting on my bed, feeling vertigo take over, and my mom beside me. She kindly helped me undress down to my boxers, and at that moment, I realized I had a noticeable erection. It’s hard for me to determine if it was real or just a figment of my imagination, but I distinctly remember asking for her assistance in a more intimate manner. While she declined my request for a blowjob, she mentioned using her hand instead. My recollection of the events after that becomes blurry, but the idea remains etched in my mind.

Over the past couple of days, my mother’s behavior has taken an interesting turn. She’s been increasingly affectionate, wrapping her arms around me and suggesting we spend more quality time together. These outings usually involve just the two of us, whether it’s a quick trip to the store or a relaxing drive to admire cars or newly built houses. I can not deny that she’s an attractive woman in her 40s, with long blonde hair and generous cleavage. I even stumbled upon her collection of dildos and thongs in her drawer, a sight that undeniably added to the complexity of my feelings.

Caught between my desires and the implications such a relationship could have on our family, I discover myself at a crossroads. Should I give in to temptation and risk getting caught, or should I try my best to push these thoughts apart and leave this forbidden attraction alone?

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