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Part one of three. Rachel was spending a typically unsatisfying night at home with her boring husband. All of a sudden, the phone rang, breaking the monotony. Rachel answered it, and was delighted to hear the voice of her son, Julian. The young man had been working overseas for the past year, and she had missed him terribly during that time. But there was cheering news for her now. Julian had arrived back in the country and was coming to visit her right away. He was eager to see his mother again. In addition, he needed to talk to her on a troubling matter. A short while ago, his wife had sent him a letter in which she confessed to having an affair with another man. Rather than being sorry about it, she was bent on getting a divorce as soon as possible. Rachel was very upset for her son. Yet she was not surprised at his wife's actions. She had never liked or trusted the woman. She thought her shallow and unkind and generally not good enough for Julian. A part of her was relieved to think she'd be out of his life. Nevertheless, Rachel was determined to ease her son's situation by showing him all the comfort, support and affection a mother could provide. Her husband, listening in on the conversation, merely rolled his eyes and sighed. He had little time for his son, and he was far from pleased at having him back home to stay. As it happened, he was aXXXX upstairs when Julian arrived. Mother and son had each other's undivided company. After a long and loving hug of reunion, they sat down and had an enthusiastic catch-up chat. Rachel expressed pleasant surprised at Julian's change in appearance. He was taller and more filled-out than he had been when she'd last seen him. Moreover, he now had a bunch of tattoos. Rachel didn't mind that. If her son liked them, she liked them too. Eventually, the subject of Julian's wife came up, and Rachel duly consoled him. Then, during another mother-son hug, something strange happened. Feeling his mother's big, firm breast pressed against his chest, Julian recalled the happy, long-ago days when he used to suckle on it. Eagerly, he reached out and pulled down the neck line of his mother's pretty dress to reveal the breast in his white bra-cup. It was clear that he wanted to fondle it, and suck upon its nipple once again. Rachel gasped in surprise, but she was neither outraged or embarrassed. Her only concern was that her husband might come down and see what was happening. But a deep, forbidden began to overpower her. She too wanted a return to the time her son suckled on is her breast. She’d always considered it a beautiful act of bonding. On top of that she now saw that it could give Julian precisely the kind of comfort that he needed so much at this time. Thus, presently, the son pulled his mother's breast from her bra, and hungrily pressed his face into its soft, warm flesh. For the longest time he suckled on the nipple, making it long and hard. Meanwhile, Rachel closed her eyes and sighed as she XXXXd her son and stroked his tenderly hair and revelled in the feel of his lips upon her. When it was finally over, mother and son felt no guilt at all. Indeed, each was having secret thoughts of even greater intimacy. But they parted for the time being: Rachel to her room; Julian to go eat a delicious pot-roast the his mother had lovingly cooked for him. Later that night, Rachel was in the bathroom, dressed in sexy lingerie with a robe over the top. Her big breasts spilled out of her bra; the nipples showed very erect. Breathlessly, she switched between squeezing and caressing her breasts and rubbing hot pussy through her panties. She had never felt so horny in her life. The incident with her son had lifted her spirits and awakened her XXXX lust. She was thrilled to the young man still loved and needed his mommie so much. His attentions towards her had been almost worshipful. He had shown such appreciation of her womanly charms. If only her husband could behave the same way!