The mother, a striking blonde with a penchant for vintage lingerie, has been secretly fantasizing about her son's return. As he enters the room, she's struck by his broad shoulders and the confident way he carries himself. She can't help but imagine what lies beneath his uniform. Their conversation turns heated, their bodies inching closer. The mother's robe gapes, revealing the swell of her breasts, as she asks, "How many women have you had since you've been away?" Her son, his voice thick with lust, replies, "None, Mother. Only you." With a soft moan, she leans in, their lips meeting in a passionate, forbidden kiss.