Red wine

Dad left us without a trace, one day he went out to drive the bus and never came back, I remember that I hated him for many years, I didn't understand why he did it, maybe it was better that way, he drank a lot and a large part of his payment was spent on liquor Fridays and Saturdays. One warm summer day Mom was very sad remembering Dad, we watched a movie on TV, it was Conan the barbarian, Mom drank red wine and we shared the big old couch, I remember Mom shed tears from time to time, while we watched the movie, By the end of the film I was in opposition to her and began to rub her ankles, the massage continued until I reached her thighs, she just closed her eyes and drank more wine, so I took courage and ran my fingers underneath of her shorts, I felt her hair, the warmth of her pussy, I withdrew my hand scared, but mom took it and guided it back to her crotch, she wanted a finger and I gave it to her, that day was simply unforgettable.