“Well sweetie, I wanted to talk to you before you have your game later tonight,” Mom said warmly, “and I was hoping you’d keep an open mind here…” She went on to explain that her and Dad were having some issues, and since he wasn’t around much because of work, that the both of you needed to be there for one another.
“You know I need you, sweetie,” she smiled, “you’re my one and only son. You’re the person I can count on…and let’s face it, you’re pretty much the man of the house now. You’re getting older, going on a lot of dates, have a lot of friends…but Mom really needs you now.” And because you were maturing, you were becoming more sexual, and there was no need to be shy about it. Your needs were becoming more drastic, you were jerking off more, and Mom didn’t want you to be afraid to talk to her about it.
“Now that I’m lonely all the time, I feel like we should be able to count on one another,” Mom caressed her inner thigh. And since you were going out on dates all the time, Mom figured you probably had had sex, too. “I feel like you and I should be able to talk about these things – have you ever heard of a friend with benefits? It’s not really a fuck buddy, I’m sure you’ve heard of that thing from your friends, but a friend with benefits is a lot closer…”
Mom went on to explain that a friend with benefits could be someone you were really close to, like her, that you could get sexual with, fool around with, have fun with – someone that could help you out before your big dates. “You think Mommy is sexy, don’t you? You like looking at Mommy, don’t you?” she asked seductively as she unbuttoned her pink blouse. “I mean, if you’re going to have a friend with benefits, it should be with me, shouldn’t it? You’re always looking at Mommy…you know this would be the perfect situation…I wouldn’t tell anybody…”