Mommy's Big Boy

to show it. “Oh really! Why is this the first time I'm hearing about this? Tell me about her,” Grace requested feeling herself sweat with anguish.
    “It's someone that I've known since I was a kid.”
    “Ok, that's good.”
    “And she's really beautiful. She's the most beautiful person I've ever met.”
    Grace fought back the tears as she listened to Dillon describe the woman that had his affections instead of her. “Uh huh.”
    “And she's one of those types that you can just count on. She sacrifices so much for others and doesn't even realize how much everyone appreciates her for it. And did I mention how beautiful she is?” he repeated with a glassy-eyed smile.
    “No, you mentioned that,” Grace replied feeling what felt like her heart ripping from her chest. “Then why haven’t you asked her out?”
    “Because she's in a serious relationship.”
    “You're 18. There's no such thing as a serious relationship at that age.”
    “I wish it were that simple,” he said lowering his head.
    “Don't over think it.”
    Dillon looked down at the soft cream carpet under his feet trying to find the courage to look back up. “What would you want me to do if it were you?” he asked feeling his tanned face becoming red.
    “If it were me?” Grace repeated trying to fight back her excitement about the idea. Thinking about it a while longer, she spoke. “Well, if it were me, I would want you to tell me. Women are very good at hiding their feelings. You can never tell how happy a woman is in their relationship, and you sharing your heart might be exactly what she needs for her to realize that she is with the wrong man.”
    Dillon felt himself sweat at the prospect. “So how would you want to be told?”
    “Well, not all girls like this, but I like big gestures. I like guys who aren't scared to show me how they feel.”
    “Even if it was dangerous to admit it?”

    “Especially if it's dangerous,” Grace added with a blush. “Girls like a little danger.”
    Dillon stared at his mommy not knowing what else to say. Grace stared back just as quiet. Looking at each other for a while, Grace was the first to speak.
    “I'm going to take a shower now.”
    “OK,” Dillon replied hesitant to leave.
    When he finally walked out Grace watched him go. He had turned into the sexiest man that she had ever seen and thinking about him made her heart ache.
    Without closing her bedroom door behind him, she took off her robe and laid it onto the bed. Standing naked with her nipples erect and her swollen lips pushing through her trimmed pubes, she looked up at her open door hoping that he might turn and come back in. He didn't.
    Entering and leaving the bathroom door open, Grace turned on the shower. She couldn't wait to feel the increased droplets on her back. She imagined they would feel like Dillon's fingers touching her all over her body and she couldn't imagine a better feeling.
    Stepping behind the frosted door, Grace entered the rain. It was warm and comforting. She felt her body come alive as the heat hit her swollen bean and the tips of her fingers followed.
    Grace closed her eyes and rubbed her clit. “Ahhh!” she moaned quietly. This time the only thing she could think of was Dillon and the thought made her need to lean against the wall.
    Grace flipped her head back feeling the water pelt her face. It was glorious. With her fingers vigorously rubbing her clit and her big boy locked in her mind, there was nothing else she could ask for - until the shower door opened.
    Letting go of her crotch Grace was snapped back to reality. The reality she found was even better than her fantasy. Standing in the wide shower door was a naked Dillon whose chest heaved with excitement.
    Grace's mouth hung open with shock at what she saw. Not only had her fantasy come to life, but Dillon's undressed body was a breathtaking sight. Dillon's thick muscular chest was amazing enough on its own, but his 16-year-old boy cock now seemed gone. What replaced it was a hard, shaving-can thick, eight inch cock that dwarfed anything that she had ever seen. Dillon really was a big boy now, and his big boy was rigidly standing at attention. Grace looked back up into Dillon's face which was flush with vulnerability.
    Dillon's large pecs bounced under his breath as he tried to figure out if he should stay or leave. And not giving him a clue as to what he should do, she stared in his eyes and screamed at him in her mind. “Take me. Just ravish