Secrets with Best Friend’s Mother

“Mrs…..” she placed a finger on my lips, signalling to me to be quiet. I tried to sit up but she placed a firm hand on my chest , implying I should stay where I am. As she continued to rub my chest lightly, I also became aware of the fact that I had an erection, and felt some preliminary dampness in my underwear.

She continued softly running her fingers along my chest and down to my abdomen as I lay there feeling both excited and uncomfortable. She was a grown woman, my parents friend and my best friend’s mother! Is she, taking advantage of me? Is this molestation? I was confused, because I was excited which meant it couldn’t be, yet I felt very uncomfortable with the way she was touching me and looking at me. Her hands glided over my boxers, causing me to gasp as she ran it over the straining bulge in my shorts. I tried to control my breathing. I felt ashamed at my reaction, all excited and wanting to move my hips up and down to her touch, when I knew this was wrong. I didn’t want her here doing this but my body did. Having been raised in a very religious family, I even felt ashamed at having fantasies, and the few times I touched myself in sin. This…this was wrong!