Chapter 77: Chapter 77: A Helping Hand (Part 4)

Don stood there without uttering a word for a few seconds as he fully took in Samantha's figure.

The light blue lace panties she wore hugged her body tightly and really showed off just how curvy she was. But Don's attention was mostly on her breasts, which looked even more enticing in the flesh.

Despite their size, they were well shaped, even without the support of a bra and didn't hang loosely. As for her nipples and the surrounding area, they were a light pink color.

Even without her glasses on, Samantha could see that Don was staring at her chest and so she raised one hand to cover them horizontally, mainly just hiding her nipples. "Donnie, it's rude to stare…"

'Shit.' Her words made Don realize his blunder and he immediately turned away. "Sorry, mom. You just… caught me off-guard. They're uhm… bigger than I remember."

Don couldn't really find the right words to diffuse the awkwardness he created by staring at her breasts. Thankfully for him, Samantha didn't seem to mind a she showed a smile and let out a small chuckle. "That's alright Donnie, I'm a bit used to guys staring at my chest unfortunately."

'Right, with how many guys she must catch staring, she's probably not too fazed by me doing it. Still, the last thing I need is for her to think I'm like other guys.' Don gave an understanding nod and came up with an excuse. "I'm sure they just stare because you're beautiful mom, for me… it just… well… it's kind of embarrassing," Don cryptically replied, trying to lure her into asking more.

As his mother and a woman, Samantha couldn't help but become curious as to what Don was trying to say. "What is it? You know you can tell me anything Donnie, I'm your mother, I'd never judge you, no matter how embarrassing."

To truly sell his act, Don placed his hand at the back of his neck and began to rub it in a nervous manner as he said, "I don't know mom, it's really something I'm insecure about and I don't want you to laugh."

"I would never laugh at your insecurities Donnie, I'm your mother. If anything I might be able to help you overcome it. If not your mother then who else? But if you're not comfortable enough sharing it now I understand, just know I'm always ready to listen," Samantha softly reassured Don, placing her free hand on his shoulder and giving it a light tap.

After his initial blunder, Don knew that to properly remedy the situation and even improve his relationship with Samantha, he needed to create a special circumstance, like a secret only he and her knew about. And what better secret to have than one that involved an insecurity?

Because for someone to share an insecurity, especially one they seemed so adamant to hide, it showed a deep level of trust. And that was what Don was trying to do, despite said insecurity being a lie.

Now that Samantha had reassured him, he let out a fake sigh and took a deep breath, trying to paint the picture that it was really hard for him to say. After doing this, he turned his head to look at Samantha but avoided eye contact and just looked to the side.

This was to fake being nervous as he revealed, "well, you see, I… uhm, I'm never actually been with a girl… intimately. It's why I was nervous about you bathing me. It's just… you're beautiful and all so I was worried my body might react and weird you out… it's the last thing I want after finally getting you back into my life."

Don's lie was believable enough on it's own, but thanks to his Honeyed Words trait making his lies 10% more believable to those with 50% or higher trust in him, it was completely believed by Samantha.

"Oh Donnie," his words made her feel emotional as she interpreted them as him doing his absolute best to keep her in his life. She couldn't but lunge forward and suddenly hug him.

"!!"

Don was caught off guard by that action. To suddenly have her large breasts pressed against him was something he didn't see coming. The warmth and softness of her body felt otherworldly and Don's body reacted accordingly.

"!?" This time it was Samantha's turn to be surprised as felt Don's growing cock press against her panties. 'Is that his… oh no, that was what he was trying to avoid…'

Rather than being put off by it, Samantha was instead careful of how she reacted. Don had just revealed that it was an insecurity of his so she knew if she acted startled and suddenly pulled away that it may hurt him.

Don's cock became fully erect and was tightly pressed against Samantha's soft lacey underwear.

'Shit. She can definitely feel my hard on. But she hasn't backed away yet… how do I play this.' Don inwardly relaxed a bit since Samantha didn't pull back or react to his sudden erection.

After pondering his next move for a few seconds, he took action by pulling away from Samantha and turning around, as if he was trying to hide his erection.

"Sorry mom, that was exactly what I was trying to avoid, dammit." Don spoke in a self judging manner and let out a sigh while shaking his head.

Samantha couldn't see through his acting at all and genuinely thought he was embarrassed and upset.

"Oh Donnie," she called out softly and reached out to hold him by the shoulder, no longer bothering to hide her breasts as her entire focus was on her son. "You have nothing to be sorry for. It's a perfectly normal reaction to have as a healthy young man."

'Let's not drag this out. The fact she hasn't freaked out so far is already is amazing. I can build on this with time.' Don felt this was adequate foundation to build their relationship on and so he didn't see any reason to push beyond this for now.

As tempting as it was, he reminded himself that she was still doing all this as a concerned mother and nothing more.

To truly go somewhere with her, he needed to make her develop some temptations of her own toward him. A difficult but not impossible task.

"I guess you're right. Can we just get on with the bath? I don't think now is the time to talk about my problem." Don turned around to face Samantha again but this time he kept his gaze on her face while rubbing his neck in a nervous manner.

Samantha nodded in understanding and also kept her gaze focused on him. She didn't want to push him too far as she felt it was likely already hard for him to tell her his insecurity.

"Of course Donnie, just climb into the tub. Let me get the cloth and soap."

Samantha turned toward a nearby stand next to the tub that had various bathing items on it and picked out a bar of soap and a cloth.

While she did that, Don slowly lowered himself into the water until it was up to his chest. His heart was currently pounding from the interaction he and Samantha just had.

'I can't believe that actually happened. This all feels so surreal… but I can't relax… at least not yet.' As wonderful as it felt to make progress with Samantha, Don didn't let it distract him from the bigger picture.

The world was dangerous, and without strength, he couldn't protect and keep what was his… or take what wasn't.

What was an initially a crazy goal now began to seem possible for Don, so long as he was willing to put in the work.

As Don sat in the tub, Samantha began rubbing his body down with the cloth she soaked in the water.

She carefully rubbed, pressed and massaged his muscles, causing him to groan in pain every now and then.

The same process was done for his legs, back and chest. Only then did she lather up the soap and help him wash up.

"How do you feel now Donnie?" She asked as she began rinsing him off.

"A lot better, thanks." Don was just inwardly glad that he managed to get through the situation without anymore awkwardness arising.

'At the very least she doesn't seem to mind being half naked in front of me. Then again she could just be enduring it for my sake.' Don didn't want to jump to any conclusions but he felt the former was more likely.

And if that was truly the case, then it would make things a bit easier for him going forward. For now though, he continued to act casual as he stepped out of the tub and Samantha wiped him down.

'Goodness he's so fit. Is it because of his time in prison?' Samantha couldn't help but wonder. After practically feeling him out everywhere, his physique was imprinted in her mind.

Not wanting to make things awkward though, she chose not to mention it and instead just pulled away after she was done wiping him dry.

"There, all done. That wasn't so bad now was it?" She jokingly asked with a smile, trying to keep the mood light as she wrapped the towel around Don's waist for him.

Don smiled back and nodded, "I guess not. I don't even feel that sore anymore, my arm still feels kind of stiff though." As Don said this he began stretching his limbs and flexing his muscles to show that it helped.

He wasn't sure if the massage really helped that much or if it was just his basic regeneration at work. 'I also need to get a better idea of my powers.'

"I guess that paramedic knew what he was saying, I'm glad you're starting to feel better. But still, try not to stress yourself until we're sure you're fully injured."

"I won't, mom. Anyway, I'll leave you to have your bath now." Don tightened his towel and turned to leave.

Samantha smiled and gave him a nod before adding, "if you have any problems dressing up just wait for me to finish my bath and I'll come to help you alright?"

Don paused by the door and looked back at Samantha, who was still wearing nothing but her panties, "I think I'll manage mom, thanks."

After saying that, he walked out and heaved a sigh, thinking to himself, 'she's really not making this easy.' seaʀᴄh thё NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.