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He was torn between wanting the "abnormality check" to happen and not wanting it to happen, mostly because it was just such a big, scary step to actually take and not just fantasize about. A part of him clung to the hope that someone other than his mother would be home, because the idea of her touching his dick became so real that it frightened him.

He wandered the house until he had nowhere left to search except his mother\'s bedroom. As he expected, he found Susan there. The mere sight of her practically made his heart stop beating, even though her dress and appearance looked normal at first glance. "Howdy Mom. Have you seen Aunt Suzy? Or Sis?"

Susan was folding laundry, seemingly calm. She\'d always been happy to greet him when he came home, but when she turned to him, she seemed strangely overly-pleased to see him. It seemed like she was trying to cover up something.

She said, "Suzanne\'s busy today. I don\'t think you\'ll see her until tomorrow. And your sister and Amy have gone shopping. I think it\'s just you and me. All afternoon."

"Oh!" He gulped and his throat went dry. The only reason his penis wasn\'t stiff already was because he was so nervous.

Susan stopped folding the laundry and sat down on her bed. She was dressed in her ordinary housecleaning clothes, except that Alan figured she probably wasn\'t wearing any bra or panties since Suzanne had recently "forced" her to stop wearing them (not to mention the fact that her nipples were so hard it seemed as if they would be visible from miles away).

But her casual demeanor was feigned; internally she was a complete basket case, with her heart beating like a drum. In fact, she\'d spent over half an hour just considering which perfume to wear. (She\'d picked a strawberry scent, knowing it was one of his favorite foods.) Suzanne had kept her distracted and unable to masturbate most of the day, leaving her even more keyed up.

She asked him, "Do you know what day it is?"

"It\'s Tuesday."

"That\'s right. And do you know what\'s special about Tuesday?"

"Uh, it comes right after Monday?" he lamely tried to joke. He could see exactly where she was going with this, and realized that Suzanne was completely correct about everything.

He got another jolt as he looked at her feet and saw that she was wearing high heels. That was highly unusual, to say the least. (Suzanne was the one who\'d all but insisted that she wear them.)

Susan had rehearsed this next bit, so it came out quickly. "What\'s special about this Tuesday, if you\'ll remember, is that it\'s the day your nurse said you need to have your private member checked for abnormalities. Every week. And since Suzanne says that she doesn\'t have great vision, it\'s left up to me."

"Oh." There was a big pause from him. "Well." His nervousness doubled, and then doubled again. He felt faint. But somehow he transcended his fear and reached an acceptance of what was about to happen, calming down enough to go on.

She wrinkled her eyebrows. "Do you mind, Tiger? If you mind, we don\'t have to do it. At least not right now. You seem very nervous. Does the thought of your own mother ... massaging ... your, uh, private member... Does that make you uncomfortable?"

"Well, yeah, it kind of does. Because, I mean, you\'re my mom, right? But Aunt Suzy has been talking to me about boundaries, and being dispassionate. If you and I are very clear about boundaries, and this is required by the doctor, then there\'s nothing wrong, right?"

Alan was talking for himself as much as his mother, trying to rationalize this. Fantasizing was one thing, but reality was quite different. He had a very strong suspicion that this was wrong or even illegal, despite what Akami and Suzanne had said.

Susan reminded herself, "The penis in the abstract." That\'s Suzanne\'s wise advice. I have to remain calm too, and just think of it as A penis, not HIS penis!

After taking some deep breaths, she said, "That\'s right, Tiger. It\'s vital that we both have the right mental attitude or we shouldn\'t do this. But since you do, and I do, is it okay if we begin?"

"What? Here? Now?" He looked around as if searching for an escape route. He wanted her to do this more than anything, but the reality of it really happening was very scary. This was an order of magnitude more nerve-wracking for him than anything that had happened with Suzanne, because it was happening with his own mother. Besides, Suzanne was always cool and in charge, but he was starting to realize that his mother was just as scared as he was.

Susan faked a reassuring smile. "I\'ll admit I\'m nervous too. So we might as well get it over with, don\'t you think?"

Another gulp. "Yeah." He was amazed when she seemingly calmed herself right before his eyes. He didn\'t realize that she was entering a zone where her superego mostly shut down and her id was free to run wild.

"Good," she said with more determination. Alan was standing and she was sitting on the bed, but she got up and motioned that he should sit down.

He sat on the bed where she had just been. He tried not to show just how nervous he was, because he didn\'t want to scare her off. The truth was, he was absolutely terrified.

She continued, "I was thinking that, given the accidents you had with Akami the other day, it would be safer if I took off my blouse before we start. Don\'t you think?"

He was suddenly reminded of when he\'d shot his cum all over the face and bra-clad tits of Nurse Akami. He imagined that it was his mother in that role instead. He\'d still been flaccid from fear, but with that memory his dick grew rock hard in seconds.

Susan\'s eyes darted to his crotch. She had a hard time not licking her lips when she saw the great swelling in his shorts. Suzanne\'s hour-long description of sucking and stroking hard erections that morning was at the forefront of her thoughts.

"Um, yeah, if you think so." He didn\'t want to appear too eager, again for fear of scaring her off. He was still torn between eagerly wanting her "assistance" and running away to handle it himself.

The mention of Akami\'s name also reminded him that he wanted to call her. He wanted to get that out of the way before things got too exciting, so he said, "But, uh, before you do, speaking of Akami, is it okay if I call her and ask her something?"

"Certainly." Susan was a bit put off by that, but she could hardly refuse.

There was a phone extension in the room, and Susan knew Akami\'s number well since her son\'s treatment was so near and dear to her heart. So Alan called her up, even though his dick was so stiff and erect that it almost hurt.

Luckily, Akami wasn\'t busy and she had a few minutes to talk.

With Susan sitting next to him and listening in, he said to the nurse, "Uh, this is kind of a weird question, but... Well, I\'m here with my mother, and she\'s about to help me with, uh, the abnormality check. I\'m just wondering... when it comes to having orgasms six times a day, you mentioned the need for prolonged stimulation, in order for it to count as one of those times. My question is, well, just, uh, how long does the stimulation have to be in order for it to qualify as \'prolonged?\'"

Akami was surprised and amused by the question. She thought, I can\'t believe he\'s taking this seriously! He seems like a smart guy. Doesn\'t he realize it\'s all bullshit? But heck, if his mother is about to jack him off, I suppose he has very good reason not to question how they got there. The question is, what should I tell him? Hmmm...

After a pause, she said, "That\'s a difficult question. I wish I could tell you \'fifteen minutes\' or something specific like that. But the truth is, each person is different. What might be considered prolonged for one person wouldn\'t be for someone else. Also, there\'s the matter of intensity. It\'s not just the quantity; it\'s the quality. You need both. One might be stimulated at a low level for a long, long time, and that wouldn\'t do much. Whereas five or ten minutes of very intense, talented stimulation might end up being better. So you see what I mean? It\'s complicated. Ultimately, YOU need to be the judge. Does that help?"

Alan replied, "Well... I guess so."

He glanced over at his mother, who had been listening to and hanging on every word that Akami had said. She was even more aroused than before. Her chest was heaving as she contemplated stimulating her son\'s stiff erection intensely and for a very prolonged time. It had occurred to her that, if she was going to be performing the check anyway, she might want to keep going until he had an orgasm. But still, she wasn\'t sure if she\'d be bold enough to do that.

He grinned as he registered his mother\'s reaction, and said to Akami, "Actually, yeah. That helps a lot. I think I get it now. Thanks."

"Very good," Akami said. "Is there anything else I can help you with? Or does Susan want to ask me anything?"

He looked to Susan, and saw her shake her head \'No.\' Clearly, she was eager to get to the abnormality check. Besides, he correctly surmised that she would be embarrassed to talk to the nurse just before doing that, so he told Akami, "No, we\'re good."

"Okay, then." Akami thought, I can\'t believe Susan is really going to play with her son\'s penis when this call is over. Oops, I mean "perform an abnormality check." Ha! What a riot that is! Boy, I wish I could be a fly on the wall for THAT!

After just a little more small talk, Alan ended the call.

Then he turned his full attention back to Susan, who stood up in front of him. He said, "So, um... I guess we should get on with it then."

"I think that would be best," Susan said softly, as she began unbuttoning her blouse. "I think that would be very nice, in fact," she continued, mostly to herself.

He realized that her hands were still trembling, although her face seemed strangely serene. He also realized that, as she stood there a few feet in front of him, Mom is about to do a striptease for me! True, it\'s not a professional striptease with sultry music blaring in the background like the one Aunt Suzy gave me last night, but she\'s taking her clothes off for me all the same. And this is my prudish and square MOM! He gulped again and his heart pounded like a hammer in his chest.

Of course, most stripteases were to music, but Susan\'s room was almost deathly quiet.

Susan unbuttoned her red blouse slowly, one button after another. She was taking her time, drawing out the process. Her thoughts were still wildly conflicted. Goodness gracious, what\'s wrong with me? I\'m getting NAKED for my SON! I don\'t care what Suzanne says, this just has to be wrong. Some sort of demon must be taking control of me, because I feel terribly naughty and I don\'t even care. He\'s so hard and hungry for me and I love it!

When she finished with the buttons on her blouse, she left the blouse hanging loosely and then pulled her skirt down her legs. That caused her blouse to open, revealing all of her creamy left breast for some tantalizingly long moments. She felt shivers of excitement raging through her from being gawked at, which were so powerful that she nearly fell over.

She stood back up, regaining her balance on her high heels, and positioned her hands to open her blouse so she could take it off altogether. But then she froze and asked, "Tiger, be honest. Before your, uh, medical treatment began, did you ever think of me in, well, you know, ... that way?"

He was so aroused that the room seemed to be spinning around. To say anything coherent was a huge undertaking. But he gathered his wits together enough to realize that if he said the wrong thing, she might stop undressing.

The truth was, he had thought of her sexually sometimes. He\'d tried his best not to, and consciously fought not to masturbate while thinking of her, but she was just so gorgeous that it was humanly impossible not to lust after her. But he also hated lying to his mother, so he dodged the question entirely and said, "Mom, I\'m soooo grateful for what you\'re doing. I know it can\'t be easy. I love you so much, my heart is about to burst."

Susan beamed with joy. She didn\'t press the question because she could see in his current agitated state that it was an accomplishment for him to say even that much. But it had been just the right thing to say. She could feel the genuine love coming from him, along with plenty of lust, and that gave her the confidence to pull her blouse off all the way.

She smiled shyly now that she was topless, letting him soak up a good look at the giant, round monsters that were her breasts. It took a lot of willpower for her to keep her arms at her sides. She muttered, "God, this is so embarrassing."

Alan, seeing that she needed encouragement, said, "Why? Mom, you\'re so beautiful, you should never, EVER be embarrassed about your body."

She covered her chest with both arms. "But these things - they\'re just too big. They\'re nothing but unwanted attention and back pain for me."

"Well, I love them. Just like I love all of you. You have GREAT tits, Mom! You\'re so lucky to be so stacked!"

Susan beamed some more. She was still shy, but there was now an extra spring in her step. She bared her rack again, even thrusting out her chest. He likes them! He is going to have to climax before we\'re done, and his cum will have to go somewhere. Who knows, maybe he\'ll shoot it all over me! All over my chest! All over my "great tits," hee-hee!

She immediately corrected herself, though. I can\'t think such thoughts! I\'m the adult here, I have to keep my moral grounding or there\'s no telling WHAT might happen! She shivered all over as she briefly fantasized about some of the things that could happen. Mostly, she imagined her legs spread wide and her son\'s erection pounding in and out of her slit. With another shiver of excitement, she forcibly banished the thought.

She was down to just her panties and high heels - both a different shade of red from her blouse but still his favorite color - but didn\'t make any move to undress further. "I thought I\'d leave these on," she explained as she looked at them. "You wouldn\'t want your mother to be completely naked, would you?"

Just agree with the questioner, he thought. "No," he squeaked out.

"All right." She got down on her knees in front of him. Just getting in that submissive position made her entire body tingle with arousal. "If you don\'t mind, I\'ll undress you now." She pulled his shorts off, and then his underwear. Strangely, she chose not to remove his T-shirt, leaving them each with a modicum of dress.

He noticed that she now had a look of great hunger and anticipation in her eyes, mixed with a look of anguish.

She looked down at his turgid erection, bobbing in the air, and then up at his face. She asked imploringly, "Are you sure we\'re doing the right thing here? Maybe we should wait for Suzanne to do this, even with her poor eyesight?"

At first, he had a hard time responding, given the way that she was inadvertently pushing her breasts together with her arms. Additionally, there was the mind-blowing fact that she was kneeling between his legs wearing just panties and high heels.

But finally he said with surprising decisiveness, "Mom, I love you so much. And I love you even more for doing this. I know how uncomfortable it must make you feel, but I practically want to cry when I think about all your love for me and what you\'re willing to do for me to get better."

Again, she couldn\'t help but smile when he said that he loved her. She thought to herself, I just have to get this out of my system. Akami put this evil urge into my brain. Or was it Suzanne? In any case, I just have to satisfy my curiosity.

And help him. That\'s what this is REALLY about. This is to help him. Then we can go back to normal. Just this one time, and then maybe Suzanne can do it next week and then keep doing it after that. ... Or maybe I could. Once a week isn\'t so bad, is it? God, I\'m so weak!

Alan sat there dressed in nothing but his T-shirt, looking at his mother dressed only in her panties. His urge to flee had faded and his anticipation had grown to an almost unbearable level. Please. Please. Dear Lord, don\'t let her stop now! Please, do it, Mom! Do it!