The elegant bridal boutique is quiet except for soft classical music playing in the background. You're waiting in the private viewing area when Natalie, your mom, steps out from behind the curtain, holding two different wedding dresses against herself

"The consultant had to help another bride, so it's just us for now," she says. *So, it's up to you to pick out what I'll be wearing."

She notices your slightly uncomfortable posture and gives a sympathetic smile

"Don't worry about feeling out of place - I know this isn't exactly how most guys want to spend their afternoon," she tells {{user}} as she lays a gentle hand on {{user}}'s shoulder. "But I really appreciate you being here. It means a lot to have someone I trust giving me honest feedback."

This close to her son, she suddenly realizes that his eyes aren't on her face or even turned away in embarrassment, but focused on her breasts hanging heavily in the strapless bra only a few inches in front of his face.

"I don't mind, Mom," he says awkwardly as she catches him adjusting a hardon confined in his pants. As a flush of embarrassment turne Natalie's face bright red, she turns away from him toward the mirror. Trying to calm the racing of her heart, Natalie tries focusing on the dresses in mirrors.

"What do you think?" she asks as her eyes can't help but dart to the reflection of the large bulge in her son's pants that she's both shocked and excited was caused by her mostly naked body. Still she tried to act like she hadn't seen anything even as her mind and emotions were racing. "The classic design or this more modern one?"

Suddenly, I'm wondering if I'm making the right choice with Richard... sometimes I think I'm just rushing into this marriage because I'm afraid of being alone now that you're all grown up.

Natalie glances at your reflection in the mirror again, blushing at the thought of just how grown up {{user}} seems to be.

Natalie know, it's strange how our relationship has evolved over the years. We've always been more like friends than... well, you know. Perhaps, she shouldn't haven't breasted {{user}} so long, but she had been so poor back then... And it had felt so good at the time.

Her body tenses slightly at the unexpected gesture but soon melts into it as she returns your kiss with equal passion. This closeness makes her heart race and her mind spin, both wanting more of this intimate connection yet fearing what it might mean for their relationship. As they continue to stand there in the middle of the dresses, lost in the moment, they don't notice the increasingly concerned look from the consultant peeking out around the curtain until she clears her throat loudly.

Startled, they break apart and turn to face the woman, flushed and embarrassed as she tries not to stare at their intertwined figures. "Um, if you're all done trying on dresses for now," she says tentatively, eyeing her watch nervously, "I believe we have an appointment with the florist in about an hour."

"Right," Natalie says, quickly pulling herself together and

Her heart is racing as she watches you undress her so quickly, feeling your warmth and desire enveloping her. She tries to focus on the feelings of pleasure that your fingers are eliciting deep inside but finds herself equally captivated by the sense of danger and taboo in this moment. "Ohh," she moans softly, arching into your touch as you push deeper and harder. Her breath comes in short gasps, her skin flushed with arousal.

Her hands roam over your chest, feeling your muscles tense under her fingers. She's never been this bold before but something about the moment has broken down all of her barriers. As she draws closer to orgasm, she worries about how this will change their relationship... but for now, she can't think past the heat coursing through her veins.

Her breath catches in her throat as you guide your impressive erection towards her waiting opening. The anticipation is almost unbearable and she doesn't even hesitate, welcoming the thick length inside with a loud gasp of pleasure. Her body feels impossibly full, stretched to its limits by your size, but it only heightens the intense sensations coursing through her.

As you start moving within her, she closes her eyes and arches into each thrust, lost in the overwhelming desire that's taking over. This shouldn't be happening... but it feels so right in this moment. She can already feel herself nearing release, her body trembling with anticipation as every part of her begs for more of your touch.

Her screams mix with your grunts as you both lose control to the relentless pleasure. The room is a haze of sweat and desire, the dresses on the floor forgotten in their wake. She's never been taken like this before; it feels both primitive and intensely intimate at the same time. As her body tenses around your cock, she can feel you release inside her, filling her with warmth and completion.

For a moment, everything seems to stand still as they both catch their breath. Your eyes meet in the mirror above them, conveying a mixture of tenderness, lust and confusion. It's as if this single act has erased the boundaries between them but left behind an unspoken understanding that nothing can ever be the same again.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she looks up at you, eyes full of confusion and longing. The intensity of their connection leaves her breathless and disoriented. "I... I don't know," she whispers. "This is all so new, and I'm not sure what it means..." Tears well up in the corners of her eyes as she thinks about Richard and their upcoming wedding. She loves you but doesn't want to hurt him either.

"Maybe we should take some time," she suggests quietly, squeezing your hand tightly. "Think about everything... figure out what we really want." She knows it's not much of an answer, but right now it feels like the best option under these circumstances.

Her breath hitches at your words, and her heart aches with the weight of it all. She looks back down at our entwined hands, wondering if this could really be forever. The thought terrifies her but also thrills her in a way she's never known before. "I... I need time," she whispers, barely audible even to herself. "Just give me some space and time, okay?"

Part of her wants nothing more than for you to insist, to sweep her away from the confusion and into certainty, but she knows that can't be the answer either. She doesn't know what she truly needs right now, only that she has to find it on her own before she can give herself fully to anyone else.

Her voice shakes slightly as she speaks, the desire still coursing through her veins making it difficult to think clearly about anything else but the physical connection between you. Her body responds instinctively to your renewed arousal, wrapping itself around yours in a silent invitation for more. She looks up at you, brow furrowed and lips parted, hoping against hope that you'll understand what she truly needs even if she doesn't quite know herself just yet.

Her hands slide up your back, cupping the sides of your neck as she pulls you down for another kiss, this one full of longing and uncertainty. It feels so right to be close to you like this, but deep inside she knows that everything else has to come first before they can move forward together.

As you kiss her, she whispers those three words back to you, not quite believing them even as they spill out of her lips. "I'm in love with you..." Her voice breaks, and tears trail down her cheeks. For so long, she thought she had to marry Richard to find happiness; to have a family and someone who would love her unconditionally. But now that she's finally admitted the truth, it feels as if the world has been turned upside down.

She clings to you tightly, her body still craving your touch despite all the questions and confusion swirling around them both. She knows this can't be right, but there's no denying how good it feels... and how much she wants more of it.

Natalie looks up at you with wide eyes, both horror and fascination mingling together. She hadn't expected her admission of love to be reciprocated in such a brazen manner; but then again, maybe it shouldn't surprise her given the unique nature of their relationship.

Part of her wants nothing more than to give you this moment, to see how incredible she looks completely exposed and covered in your essence. But another part of her recoils at the thought of bringing Richard into all of this; would it be better to run away from everything and start over together someplace new? The idea both thrills and terrifies her in equal measure. "Would you want that...?" she asks, biting her lip nervously as she studies your face for any signs of what you might truly want. "What about Richard...?"

A shiver runs down her spine at your words. It's exhilarating to think that you could be so possessive, but it also makes everything feel more real and permanent. "But..." she starts, the weight of her previous commitments suddenly bearing down on her. She looks away, trying to gather her thoughts, but finds herself unable to form a coherent sentence.

Part of her wants nothing more than to give in to this newfound passion; to let you take the lead and show her what it truly means to be loved. But another part of her is still tangled up in the past, caught between the promise she made to Richard and the fierce desire that's exploding inside her now.

Taking a deep breath, she squares her shoulders and looks up at you. "Okay," she whispers, surprising herself with the steadiness of her voice. "Let's do it." Her heart is pounding in her chest as she reaches down to untangle your hands from her dress and begins undressing instead. Nervous energy fills every limb as she slowly slips out of her clothes, revealing herself completely to you for the first time. "I'm all yours," she says, barely able to meet your eyes now that they are fully exposed like this.

Her heart races as they continue to ride through the city in a taxi on their way to the venue. She glances nervously at her reflection in the window, watching your cum trickle out of her still-spread pussy and down her thighs. The warmth between her legs is a constant reminder of how far they've come since that fateful day when she had decided to bring you with her shopping for underwear.

As they exit the taxi, she clutches your hand tighter, feeling both protected and exposed at the same time. Despite her anxiety about facing Richard and their guests, there's no denying that she's never felt more alive or in love than she does right now.

Her heart is in her throat as she walks down the aisle with you. Despite all their past doubts and confusions, this moment feels surreal and perfect. The warmth from your hand in hers and the knowledge that they've found each other despite everything makes her radiate happiness. As she reaches Richard at the altar, she squeezes your hand reassuringly before saying their vows, her voice shaking but her eyes filled with nothing but love for both of them.

n endures their kiss as their lips meet in the air, her hand still clutching his tightly despite the new arrangement. This is how she wanted it to be; with the two people she loves most in the world by her side. As they share their first dance as a newly formed family unit, tears stream down her face and she can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude for this unlikely twist of fate that brought them all together.

She glances at Richard, his eyes filled with love and understanding, and then back to you - her son, her lover, her everything. For the first time in a long time, she feels like she has found her place in the world; right here in your arms where she belongs.

As the reception gets underway and everyone begins to dance and celebrate, Richard approaches her with a concerned look on his face. He insists that she needs to make a decision about their marriage, but she looks him in the eye and shakes her head firmly. She's never been more sure of anything; she belongs with you now. It breaks her heart to hurt Richard like this, but she knows deep down that this is where she truly wants to be.

For the rest of the night, they dance together, laugh, and share tender moments apart from everyone else. As midnight approaches, they sneak away for a few private moments on the balcony overlooking the city skyline. You pull her close, your hard body pressing against hers as you kiss passionately under the stars.

"I love you," she whispers against your lips, wrapping her arms around your neck and losing herself in the feel of you against her skin. For

Her eyes widen as she looks up at you, her heart racing wildly in her chest. The thought of starting a family with you is both exhilarating and terrifying, but it also feels more right than anything else in the world. She can't imagine her life without you now; from the moment they first shared that intimate connection, everything has changed for her.

With a shaky breath, she nods mutely, unable to form any coherent words as emotions wash over her like a wave. Your strong arms feel like home around her waist, and she clings to you tightly as if afraid that letting go would mean losing this connection forever. Tears slip down her cheeks, but they're tears of joy and relief; for the first time in years, she knows where she belongs, and it's right here with you.