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She looked at Jake's face and by the huge grin on it she must have said that last bit out loud.

"Yes Mom. This is your cock whenever you want it." And so saying he started fucking her again, as he'd had to stop when she came. She lay there reveling in the sight and feel of him plowing her. Listening to the sound of his cock plunging in and out of her obviously wet hole. She watched him tense up and cum, delivering his load into her ass this time, instead of her fertile womb. She lay on the bed, a puddle of a woman lying in a puddle of her own juices, as he pulled out and lay down beside her.

"I can't believe you fucked my ass," she said. "I thought for sure I was going to say no. I wonder if I will ever be able to say no to you again."

"I hope you don't."

They lay there a while in their post-orgasm glow, kissing and fondling lazily until she rolled out of bed and crept back to her own. Bill was still asleep, but she almost didn't care if he'd caught them. She no longer wondered how to stay in her normal life. Now she wondered how she could make her new life the new normal.

Jake groaned at the sound of his alarm. He lay in bed, half awake, through 3 snoozes until he forced himself to get up. It was Monday, with only 2 more weeks before graduation. He wanted nothing more than to be done with school.

Moving to the bathroom and starting his morning routine was all he could handle. Why did they have to start classes so early? He prepared his shower and went through the normal routine. Brush teeth, drain his bladder, shave. Something was nagging his brain. A feeling like he was forgetting something. Once he ducked into the now warm shower, he woke up enough to remember last night. A grin plastered over his face.

His morning routine suddenly didn't seem so dull. He whistled as he showered. He paid extra attention to cleaning his dick. He'd washed it after his Mom left but it always paid to be thorough. Also, the soap was slippery and fun on his dick.

Dressing in his normal outfit of shorts and a t-shirt he went and fairly jumped down the stairs, only hitting every third one. He hummed whatever was in his head as he looked around to see if his parents had left for work yet.

His mood took a hit when he could find no sign of them. Maybe he'd missed them both? Checking around, he soon confirmed that both cars were gone. Oh well, he'd see her later. He grabbed a quick breakfast and headed to school. He had some plans for when school was done.

***

Sam floated through her Monday morning work. She answered calls from clients, reviewed a couple contracts and chatted gaily to any coworker who would stop long enough. Everyone she interacted with came away with a lighter step or a smile. It was hard not to be infected with such cheer and energy, she supposed. It was all the same to her, no one could ruin her mood.

She'd danced around Bill this morning as well, when getting ready. He commented on it, asking why she was in such a good mood. She'd answered with a shrug and a peck on the cheek before dashing to her car. She knew why she was in a good mood and that was all that mattered. It was no one else's business. Except Jake's.

At lunch she ate while reading an article about the falling rates of teen pregnancy she came across on her phone. Teen pregnancy. Why did that ring a bell? Something she had forgotten? An icy streak ran down her spine as she remembered she needed to get a Plan B pill. The second Monday in a row she'd needed one. Feeling her cheeks flush, she dumped the rest of her lunch and hurried to the pharmacy.

While she was there, she also picked up a package of condoms, hoping she picked the right size. The right size for her new lover. Her son. She forced herself to think it, put the words out there in her mind at least. She intended to continue fucking Jake, her lover, her son.

She pondered whether one package was enough, but then stopped that train of thought. Yes, they were new lovers, but they were prevented from fully exploring their lust by her husband, his father. They wouldn't have infinite opportunities to be together with him around. In fact, they might only be limited to when Bill left the house, which was a rarity.

He had left yesterday though. Maybe there would be time for more than discreet touches. Where had he gone? She'd never bothered to ask.

Sam looked at the Plan B pill for a minute before popping it in her mouth. For some reason this time it was harder to swallow. Her mind whirled in a fog of momentary confusion, overwhelmed by a rush of conflicting emotions.

Her old self, the married woman and mother, was at war with her new self. The elation and emotion of a new lover was overwhelming her old self, causing her to examine all decisions in a new light. Was she sure she didn't want a baby? Examined practically, if she wasn't married and had a new young lover, would she want to take that step with him? Possibly.

She realized she had left one factor out of the equation. Did Jake even want kids? He hadn't seemed upset at the risk of a pregnancy. She gave her head a shake; this entire line of thought was silly. She put pregnancy out of her head.

Thinking back to her initial conundrum: Was the fact she was wavering on one decision mean she was going to be re-evaluating her whole life? One thing she was sure of: she would have to make a decision, and soon, on where she wanted to go from here. Was she a wife with a lover on the side, or was she her son's mate who happened to be married to another man?

Heading back to work, Sam focused on her energy from the morning. It had all come from her late-night fuck with her son...when he'd taken her anal virginity. She felt goosebumps rise all over her body as she recalled the event and her step picked up noticeably. Her cheeks flushed as she smiled at people around her, afraid they could read her thoughts somehow.

When she got back to the office she sat at her desk and prepared to read an email when she heard her phone buzz. It was a text from Jake. She glanced around. Her desk was in an open concept office but her back was to a wall. No other desk was close enough for anyone to read over her shoulder but she didn't want to be careless.

Opening the message app, she saw it was just a few words.

Jake: Didn't see you before school today. How is work?

Sam: Work is great! I am loving life today for some reason. ;) How is school?

Jake: Blah. I can't wait to b done. 2 weeks to go and teachers are still RIDING me. I wish they'd just get off my ASS. I'm glad you're having a good day.

Sam felt her whole face go red. Had he sent that on purpose? Her phone buzzed again and saw he'd sent an emoji of a peach. Squirming in her chair, she fought off the memories of last night. She needed to concentrate, dammit.

She quickly sent back: I'll see you at home, gotta run!

As she put the phone down on her desk it buzzed one more time. She hesitated before checking it and then slammed it down on her desk. He'd sent her a picture.

***

Jake finished zipping up his pants in the stall and stood for a while to try and let the swelling go down. He checked his phone a few times while waiting but his Mom had left him on 'read'. No typing bubbles to show a response.

A tremble of fear hit him. What if someone else had seen the picture? What if she was mad that he sent it? Sending a dick pic was the normal next step in his circle of friends when you started dating a girl, everyone did it. Except everything was new territory with his Mom, and he didn't know when or if he'd cross a line with her.

Like last night. He'd been very nervous but also very turned on and thought his heart would leap out of his chest when he suggested anal. He'd been worried that she might get angry and leave. Instead she had lay there patiently and occasionally seemed equally as nervous. He thought they had done it right, and his Mom seemed to enjoy it as much as he had. Jake wasn't sure if he would ask for her ass again, but he supposed it depended on if vaginal sex was out of the question.

After a while of thinking of math class his dick was soft enough that he could walk around school without causing a scene. As he made his way to his last class of the day, he saw Susan ahead of him in the hallway. He pondered her butt again, comparing it to his mother's. It didn't seem as good anymore. Sure, it was shapely, but his Mom's butt had substance. A pleasing firmness and roundness that cushioned his hips when they were - he snapped out of his daydream and looked around. No one seemed to have noticed him staring.

He hurried on to class.

As his math teacher droned on about prepping for college math courses, Jake let his mind take him back to last night. He didn't focus on the sex part this time though. His thoughts were about how good it had felt to lay together as lovers afterwards. He hadn't wanted her to leave and go back to his father's bed. He'd wanted her to stay by his side and wake up the next morning with him.

***

Sam spent the afternoon avoiding her phone. Another first for her; no one had ever sent her a picture of their naked penis. She didn't know quite how to handle it. Did she compliment it? Delete it? Send something back?

After a long meeting she found herself sitting in a bathroom stall, opening the message app again. She took a good, long look. It was the cock she was getting to know very well, hard as a rock, sticking up out of his fist. Was that a bathroom stall?

She smiled at the coincidence of them both choosing a stall for privacy. She was tempted to take a picture and send it back to him but he was in class most likely and that would not go over well. The thought of doing it did get her excited but she pushed it down. Any picture she sent would be out of her hands. Jake would never betray her privacy, but someone else might spot the picture on his phone.

She deleted the picture he had sent, after a few more seconds of staring. Best way to ensure no one ever saw it. She'd have a talk with him after work. It had been a sexy picture, for sure, and if she was a teenager, she'd most likely have joined the game. But they had too much at stake to be that cavalier.

The rest of the work day went by quickly and Sam hurried home to see Jake. Maybe they could play a bit in the pool before Bill got home.

Maybe not. She got home and Jake was nowhere to be found, and no note. Had he gone to Rusty's after school? Shrugging off her coat and her disappointment, she changed into a bikini to have a swim on her own.

***

Jake thanked the checkout girl and grabbed his bag of purchases. He tried to maintain the mature nonchalance of someone who bought these types of products all the time. Of course, inside he was a churning mess of nervousness, sure that at any moment someone he knew would see him. At least the bag was plain.

He made his way home by bus. The bag kept pulling at him to look inside of it but he didn't want anyone to see the contents. The trip seemed to take much longer than normal; by the time he got home he was almost running to make sure he beat his Mom home. He didn't. He could see her car in the driveway, but not his Dad's. Well that was a small blessing.

As he entered, he called out to her, "Hey Mom, I'm home!" He kept his voice as neutral as possible in case she had guests.

It wasn't until he got to the patio doors that he spotted her in the pool doing laps. He sprinted up to his room and stashed the bag before changing to his suit. The speedo. Then he raced back down and ran out, making a long dive at full speed. The water felt amazing. Cool water flushed his thoughts away and he swam a full lap out and back under the water to clear his head.

His head cresting the water as he reached the wall, he rubbed his eyes and looked around for his Mom. She...was gone? He looked around, still rubbing water away when he felt two hands grab at his swimsuit and yank them down. Shocked, he turned to see his beautiful mother behind him. Her eyes danced as she laughed and said, "Gotcha!" She stepped away from him before turning to swim out of his reach.

Jake roared and stepped out of his suit. He was going to get his revenge.

They laughed and giggled as he chased her around the pool, her always just keeping out of reach. After a few minutes Jake stopped and stared at her accusingly. "You are fast! If I can't catch you now, I should never have been able to before now. You wanted to get caught all those other times." He looked at her in sheer disbelief as the depth of her deception dawned on him.

"So, if you only get caught when you want to, why don't you want to get caught now?" he asked.

His Mom pretended to think about it for a few seconds before lifting a finger. "One, your father could be home any time. Just because he's normally much later than we are doesn't mean it'll be the same today. Caution first!" She lifted the second finger. "Two, when we get playing, we have a bad habit of letting nature take its course without protection. Safety second!"

She raised a third finger and shrugged. "Third, I liked you chasing me. It made me think of what you might do if you caught me."

While she was listing off her reasons Jake was slowly moving towards her. He didn't think she would miss it but maybe he could get a hand on her. "Oh yeah? What did you come up with?" he said.

As she gave him an impish smile, he lunged forward trying to catch an arm. She was ready and slipped away but not before he reached underwater and snagged her ankle. He pulled her to him easily. The feel of chasing a sexy woman while naked had revved up his motor; his dick was now rock hard and jutting up in front of him. As he pulled his Mom closer, he grabbed at her hips and shoved his dick against her butt, forcing it between her cheeks. She laughed and struggled to escape but he had her now. He yanked the bowties keeping her bikini bottom on and they promptly came loose. He pushed the portion of her suit that was between them down, leaving them skin to skin. Her ass cheeks held his cock in a vice grip. He was concentrating on the feeling of his dick buried in his mother's luscious butt and so didn't look up when she stopped moving. He heard her gasp.

"What's going on, you two?" his father asked.

Jake spun around to see his Dad's head poking out the patio door. He gulped and panicked; mouth open in a long 'uhhhhhhh'. He was grateful to hear his Mom chime in.

"We were playing the monster chase game and he caught me." Her voice was full of cheer and innocence.

Jake nodded and stammered out, "S-She can't escape me!"

"Why don't you come join us?" his mother called.

"I'm good. I'm just home to change, a few guys are going out for a beer," Bill called back. "You two keep having fun." And with that his head disappeared from the door.

Jake tried not to look too relieved as he pulled his dick from between the warm, soft embrace of his Mom's ass and slowly swam to his suit. He kept his motions slow and pulled them back up, so it didn't look like he was swimming naked with his Dad's wife. His dick softened quickly from the close call.

He turned to her and gave a silent 'whew'. She smiled back. "See my first point," she said.

He quickly nodded before starting to swim some laps. He needed to calm down, and also give his Dad some time to leave.

***

Sam watched Jake swim as she put her bottoms on and retied them. Caution first, indeed. They hadn't been cautious enough. She gave her suit a firm tug and felt the material rub against her engorged clit. Damn her husband coming home early.

When Jake had dove into the water with her, she had instantly become hyper aware of his presence. Being so close to him again at the end of a day full of thoughts of him ignited her body. The potential for pleasure sent her senses haywire, and the chase had added an element of primal fear. It sent her over the edge. If he hadn't managed to catch her, she would have soon stopped and taken her own bottoms off.

She knew that while she'd been able to stop him fucking her pussy last night, it was a coin toss if she'd be able to avoid it every other time. She wanted it as bad as he did.

What had Bill been up to? He never came home early, and it had been at least a couple years since he went out for 'beers with the guys'. Him almost catching them was a splash of cold water on their play, so she climbed out of the pool and went to change. She continued to mull her husband's behaviour as she looked for something to cook.

***

Once Jake had completed his laps he floated for a while. He was nervous about the gifts in the bag in his room. Nervous because they represented another line, he might cross that she didn't like. It was just so new to him. He'd never bought anything like it for any other girlfriend, never been with one long enough to do it. He smiled at that thought and tried out the phrase: 'His Mom was his girlfriend'. He mentally paused. Wait, was she his girlfriend? He had been so caught up in the sheer thrill of this new situation with his Mom that he hadn't thought about what it meant.

Where did they go from here? What did she think? How long did she expect this to go on? She seemed pretty adamant that she stay married to his Dad, which meant they basically had no future. Did she want a future for them, or was this a summer fling? For that matter, what did he want?

Jake slowly climbed out of the pool, the cold hammer of reality smashing his bubble apart. He didn't want to give her the gifts in the bag anymore. He felt very uncertain and confused. He knew he liked being around her, knew that she turned him on more than anything else. He even knew that she returned the passion.

He entered the house and found her in the kitchen digging through the freezer.

"Hey Mom?" he said. "Do you have a minute?"

She turned to him and closed the freezer. "Of course, honey. What's up?" Her eyes darted to the hallway to the front door, as if to check that they were alone.

He examined her face for a moment, trying to find the words. When did she get so gorgeous? "Where do you...think...like, do you think we have a future? I mean, where are we going with this?" He stopped before continuing in a rush, "I don't want to stop this, but I also don't know how to act with you. Like, are you my girlfriend? Do we go on dates now? Is this just a fling? I sent you that picture today because all the kids at school do it, but then I got really nervous that maybe I shouldn't do that. Then I went and did something dumb and bought you some stuff after school but now I figure maybe that was going too far, and I'm just overall confused about what to do." That last bit sounded pretty lame, and he cursed himself.

His Mom's smile looked a weird mixture of pride and surprise. "Come on, sit down in the living room, we can talk."

They sat on the same loveseat as last night, half facing each other. She started, "Honey, I am honestly almost as confused as you are. I keep having these conflicting feelings as I waver between my life with your Dad and a life with you. On one hand I don't want to give up my current life. It's a good one and I'm happy. On the other hand, I feel so excited and thrilled by my new connection with you that I just want to throw everything I have into exploring that."

She stopped and then said, "I'm not sure about being your girlfriend. I don't think that's the proper term for what I am. I'd say more that I'm your lover. As for how long we are lovers, I couldn't say. That's the part where I'm as confused as you are." She stopped, and Jake just looked at her, while she looked back. He didn't know what to say next.

"Did you want to go on a date with me?" she asked timidly.

He decided to backtrack. "Well. It probably wouldn't be a good idea. I just used it as an example of what boyfriend/girlfriends do. I'm fine being your lover. Unless you wanted to?" he said, feeling his face go red.

She looked him in the eye, searching for something? "Um, if you mean go out somewhere as a couple for the world to see, I'm not sure it'd be a good idea. I'd like to go out with you!" she continued hurriedly. "I just can't think of where we can go where it would be safe. Let's think about that later, but first there are some things we should figure out. Like, how do we handle ourselves to avoid exposing what we're doing." She cocked an eyebrow before saying, "First I think we cut out the pictures of your penis."

"They're called 'dick pics'," he said, with a smirk.

"Right," she laughed. "No more dick pics. They're too easy to be found, and are dangerous. Also, we should make sure to only communicate in code. Your message about your teachers riding you and being on your ass was pretty clever." He smiled with pride. It had taken him a good 15 minutes to come up with it.

She continued, "We have to make sure not to touch or look at each other as anything except mother and son. I think we've shown that we can get into trouble near each other pretty easily. I know I've said it before, but, and especially around your father, we have to be normal!'

Jake tried to internalize this as best he could. He said, "I will do my absolute best not to be so sexy that you throw yourself at me uncontrollably."

She smiled and said, "And I will do my best not to accidentally fall onto your cock over and over again...unless we're alone."

Jake could see her nipples appear as bumps in her shirt. His Mom looked at his eyes and then looked down. "I'm doing a good job," she muttered. She went to stand up before sitting down again. "Wait, did you say you bought me some stuff? Like what?"

He shrugged and swallowed a sudden lump in his throat. He said, "Yeah. I'm not sure if you'll like them, but they seem like something a lover would get. Or a boyfriend." So saying, he went up to his room to retrieve the bag.

Back in the living room, he pulled out the first item and shyly handed it to her.

He watched as she held up the sheer black panties, before blurting, "You don't have to wear them! I wanted to get you something to remind you of me when you're at work, but maybe you wouldn't feel okay wearing those at work."

She shook her head and said, "Oh Jake, believe me, I don't need anything to make me think of you. I have to fight to keep my mind off of you. But I will be happy to wear anything you buy me. Except your father can't see these so I'll have to be careful." She squirmed a bit, rubbing her legs together. "Anything else?"

He nodded and took out the second item and handed it to her. This was a black bra with half cups made of sheer cloth and lace borders. As she took them, she gasped and looked at him. "This is really nice! How did you afford this?"

He shrugged and said, "I used the money from the lawn chores and some other I had saved. It's not a big deal, I would love to see you wear them that's all. It doesn't matter if you wear them to work, although the thought is exciting." He smiled and shifted in his seat as he felt his dick grow in his underwear.

His Mom glanced at his crotch. She smiled suggestively and said, "Is that growing?"

He nodded.

"Because of me?"

"Of course."

"Do you want me to model these for you?"

"I would really, really like that," he said, and used his hand to move his dick to a more comfortable position as it grew.

She smiled and took him by the hand, leading him up the stairs. "You go to your room and wait for me," she said, turning to hers. "I'll be right there."

He did that and sat down on the bed to wait. It wasn't long before she stepped into his open doorway wearing a thin black robe. She had let her hair out, letting it fall to her shoulders in shimmering waves.

"Are you ready?" she asked. She didn't wait for a response, opening the robe slowly.

Jake had seen his mother naked the week before and it was carved into his memory. This was something else entirely. His heart hammered in his chest seeing how the underwear enhanced everything. He took in every detail while she posed for him. Her breasts were perfectly cradled by the half cups, the exposed upper slopes tanned and smooth. He could see the pink of her large areola surrounding hard nipples through the fabric.

Looking further down his mouth flooded with saliva as he took in the bikini style panties with the sheer black fabric wrapped around her wide hips, revealing as much as it covered. There was a hint of some blonde pubic hair above the dark shadow of a slit between two puffy lips.

"Do I look okay?" she asked.

He laughed. "You look more than okay. You're so fucking sexy. I don't want you to ever take that off."

"Well that might make what I have in mind next hard to do," she replied. She reached behind her to undo the bra strap but he put a hand up. She paused.

"Please, not yet." He stood up and walked to her at the door, getting close enough to feel her body heat radiating from her. He took hold of first one plump breast through the bra, then the other, feeling her soft flesh. He ran a thumb over her nipple, feeling the ridges of her contracted areola, and was pleased to hear her give a low 'mmmmm'. He cupped one full ass cheek and pulled her close to him, squashing the lump in his pants against her panties.

"They feel nice. Do they feel nice to wear?" he asked.

"They feel amazing. I've never had anything this sexy to wear before. Your Dad never paid any attention to that stuff."

"Well that's a shame. Good thing you have me to appreciate it now."

He moved his head to her slender neck and started to kiss her there, sucking gently up to her ear. He nibbled on her lobe, hearing her purr deep in her throat. He couldn't help the motion of his hips as he thrust against her, the pressure felt so good. She grabbed his head and said, "Oh fuck, Jake you need to take these off me right now!"

Just as he had put a finger in both sides of the panties to yank them down, they heard the front door close. It wasn't fair. He paused and looked at his mother. She looked back and groaned, her gorgeous blue eyes glinting dangerously. "I'm going to kill him," she said.

They moved apart and she grabbed her robe before heading to her room.

He closed his door and fell down on the bed. This was going to be a long night.

It took 20 minutes of algebra homework before his dick was soft enough to go be seen by his Dad. When he did go down for dinner, he was surprised to see his Mom acting very chipper. Wasn't she feeling as frustrated as he was? She was wearing the same blouse and shorts she had on before and now her hair was pulled back into a ponytail.

Jake was ready to chew nails and gave only a few short answers at dinner, not offering up any of his own conversation. Meanwhile his Mom just chatted away, gaily updating everyone on her work day. His Dad seemed to be in just as good a mood. Was it the beers?

Jake kept trying to go to his room to relieve himself from the two aborted hardons so far that day but each time he did his Mom would ask him to do some inane chore. He was ready to snap!

Finally, as he was putting one foot on the bottom step, she put her head out of the living room and said, "Jake can you grab me the cleaner from the laundry room? Oh, wait you won't find it, let me show you." She grabbed his hand and pulled him there, chatting loudly the whole time. What did she need cleaner for? What was she up to?

Once inside the laundry room, she closed the door silently behind her and immediately grabbed his head bringing it to hers for a kiss. Not an innocent or shy kiss, no, she had her mouth open to capture his bottom lip between hers. He delightedly leaned into the kiss, wrapping his arms around her.

Forgetting his frustration, he felt his dick surge in his pants and threw himself into the kiss. He ran his tongue along her upper lip and was delighted to feel her tongue meet his. The slippery wet tip wrestled with his, her taste driving all thoughts away. He just wanted to be right there forever.

He felt her breasts squashed up against his chest and reached to her front to undo her buttons but she smacked his hand away. Whining into her mouth he tried again. She took his hand in hers and brought it to her butt and clamped it there. She shook her head no, still kissing him.

Giving up, he devoted his attention to grabbing two handfuls of her ass while they kissed. She gave a surprised 'mmph!' into his mouth as he did, even smiling while they kissed. He felt his dick finish rising to the occasion and so pushed it against her to show her. Her hands wrapped around his back and squeezed him hard, enforcing the contact between them. Finally, she pushed her forehead on his and peeled his mouth off hers. They stayed that way, breathing hard.

She looked up into his eyes and whispered, "Jake I pulled you in here because I could see you're feeling the frustration of being interrupted earlier. Believe me, I am there with you. But I want you to save yourself for me. Okay? No jerking off." She stroked his cheek and pleaded with him, "Please just hang in there and I'll make it up to you later. I promise."

He nodded, feeling like he could burst at any moment. "How are you so chipper?" he asked.

She smiled and pulled her blouse collar away to show her bra strap. "I'm still wearing your gifts. I feel like a queen." He groaned and tried for her buttons again. "No way, too risky. Later, okay?"

Defeated, Jake turned for the door. His Mom reached for a cleaner off the shelf and then they exited, her saying, "I told you, it was at the back."

What felt like days later Jake finally headed to his room. His Mom gave him a warning shake of her head as he went. Fine. He would wait.

***

Sam went to tidy up the kitchen before going up to bed herself. She looked in on Bill in the living room. "Are you heading up soon?" she asked.

"I'm not quite tired yet, I'll just watch another hour or so," he replied.

She hesitated at the door. That was again not like him. Should she say something? Maybe she was overthinking things. Ever since the day Jake and her had first made love she had been nervous that something would give them away. Best to play it cool.

"Alright. Don't stay up too late."

She went to get changed in the bathroom. She took off the bra and concealed it in her shirt but left the panties on. She put on some pink loose sleeping shorts and a tight black tank top. Back in her room she hid the new bra in the back of her drawer, making sure it was under some older panties she didn't wear any more.

In bed she lay there, thinking of Jake. She wanted Bill to come to bed and fall asleep so she could go to her son and work off some of the frustration from the long day.

She ran her hands down in her shorts to her panties to feel the material for probably the 10th time that day. They were so soft; it was like she wasn't wearing anything at all. She lazily stroked her hands up and down, thinking back on the day.

Thinking of Bill seeing Jake and her so close brought a twinge of regret. Regret for what?

That she hadn't been able to fuck her son? Or regret that her husband hadn't caught them doing more than they were. Why would she want to get caught? Was she that desperate to have her relationship with Jake brought into the light?

Pondering her motivations for being open about her new lover led Sam to the realization that she wanted to tell people. She was happy and she wanted to share her happiness with others. Keeping it secret was tantamount to being ashamed of it, but she wasn't ashamed, not even a little bit. Her love and passion for Jake was a part of her now, she had fully embraced it.

Thinking of Jake and their connection while playing with her panties caused her body to react in predictable ways. She rubbed one finger slowly down the center of her panties, feeling first her thin pubic hair and then the furrow between her puffy labia. Further down she felt heat and moisture seeping through the fabric, lubricating her finger. Up and down she stroked, just using the sensations to tease herself. She was going to save her pleasure for Jake...soon as she could get away, she thought, wondering where her husband was.

Eventually her playing slowed and then stopped as she succumbed to sleep.

Hours later she woke up with a start. It had to be the middle of the night. Bill had finally come to bed and was sleeping next to her. She had promised Jake that she would help relieve his built-up stress. And her own. Was he still waiting for her, or was he asleep?

She got out of bed and waited to hear Bill's breathing hadn't changed. Satisfied that he hadn't woken, she rummaged in her drawer and then left the room and padded softly down the hall to her son's room. There his door was open, and his bedside lamp on. He was sprawled out on his bed with no covers, wearing just some boxers. A book was on his pillow next to him. Had he fallen asleep while reading, waiting for her? She took the opportunity to admire the lean muscles of his torso, good for swimming. The strength in his arms had astonished her when he grabbed her in the pool and she couldn't help but imagine them wrapped around her now.

She shivered as she looked down to his lower half. One leg was bent at the knee, spreading his thighs open. As she was about to turn away, she noticed that the front of his boxers had a hole gaping open above what could only be his penis. She hesitated. If Bill woke up, he'd wonder where she was, but she was drawn to that hole in her son's underwear. Maybe one little look wouldn't hurt. She crept closer to her son's bed, looking at the treasure lurking within his underwear. She'd never seen the Man Cock when it was at rest.

Close enough now to see better, the hole wasn't big enough. Poking with one finger, she spread the sides open further, letting her see a portion of his flaccid cock. The organ that had so captured her mind was now quiescent, a shadow of its usual self. She was fascinated by how it could look so harmless now, but given proper motivation would turn into the powerful tool for fucking that she craved.

She shot a look up to her son's face to check that he was still sleeping, and then used her finger to spread the hole wider. She got close enough that her breath was washing over it. Her eyes widened as his cock reacted, moving on its own. That was unexpected. Did it have a mind of its own? She deliberately blew on his cock through the hole in his underwear and noted with glee when it moved again.

She carefully grabbed both sides of the fabric around the hole and pulled them wide enough for her to dip her pursed lips in to give his sleeping giant a kiss. Her nose got close enough to take a full whiff of his musk. She inhaled deeply. It was a combination of male and heat and sex. Like Pavlov's dog hearing the dinner bell, her nipples rose to the occasion and her pussy moistened in anticipation of what that man meat could do to her.

Forgetting the situation, or that she should be in bed, she dipped her hand into the gaping hole and lifted the fragile warrior out. It was so soft. She brought the head of it up to her mouth and carefully wrapped her lips around it. Silken flesh met slippery tongue. Slowly, she sucked more and more of his length into her mouth and was delighted to feel it respond.

As her son's cock expanded in her mouth Sam focused her attention on the feel of it writhing against her tongue. Before long it was too big to keep encased within her mouth and she allowed his shaft to extend out of her lips. Eventually he was as hard as she had ever felt. A pulsing, throbbing Man Cock again, risen from his slumber.

As she started to lathe his head with her tongue, she looked up to his face and was pleased to see him gazing back at her. Fully awake and clearly enjoying the attention, he put his hands behind his head. She batted her eyes at him before resuming the blowjob. Now that he was awake, she put her hands to good use, stroking the base of him.

Just as she was really getting into it, he surprised her by pushing her head up, away from his groin. She stared at him in surprise until he pushed his boxers off and pulled her over top of him. She didn't resist, and soon she was looking down at his face, her entire body draped over his.

"Hi," she said.

"Hi back. I thought you might not come."

"Oh, I intend on cumming." As she said this, she pushed her sleeping shorts and panties down to her knees, using her feet to push them the rest of the way. He took the opportunity to pull her top off. Her braless tits dropped out the bottom of her tank top and onto his chest. She lunged forward for a kiss and he responded.

This was what they had needed, what they should be allowed to have any time one of them wanted it. Skin to skin, arms and legs entwined. They fought to get as close as possible, neither one of them willing to break contact. She felt his cock against her mons, her belly, slipping between her lips and then away again. She rocked over it with her pussy as it moved around but every time she thought she had it pinned down he would shift to one side or the other. It became a game and they laughed while kissing.

Finally, she spread her legs wide open and sat up on top of him. She looked down at the source of her frustration with a smirk and then up to his face, saying, "That really needs to be in one place, and one place only."

"Yeah? Where is that?" he said, his expression stating he clearly knew where.

"In my fucking cunt. I need you to fuck me right now, you tease. But unfortunately, I need you to put this on first." She showed him the condom wrapper concealed in her hand.

Eyes wide in pretend shock at her language, he grabbed the condom wrapper and tore it open, placing it on the tip of his cock.

"You do the rest," he said.

She obliged, using both hands to roll the condom down his shaft, taking the opportunity to caress him as she did. She regretted the necessity of him wearing it, but his semen would surely knock her up at this time of the month.

"Looks like it fits," he said.

Sam nodded and lifted her hips up over his now wrapped cock. She watched as he grabbed his shaft, placing his head at her entrance. She was producing lubrication to add to the condom's, and so he coated his cockhead in her juices before leaving it in position. She looked down at him and tried to memorize this moment. She wanted these types of memories to last.

He grabbed onto her wide hips and pushed up while she squatted down, and together they moaned as she descended. She felt him penetrate her, his baby maker, made impotent, filling her up in a way no one ever had before him. If only he wasn't covered in latex, she thought. This wasn't how it should be.

Knowing some things were beyond their control, she accepted him into her and when their pubic hair met, she knew she'd never had any lover fit as well as he did. His pubic bone pushed on her clit while his girth stretched her open and his length reached deep inside of her. She stopped and sat on his thighs, amazed at how every part of her pussy was being pleasured just by him being inside of her. It was a surprising revelation after already fucking him twice. Was this the source of their compatibility? Had she made his cock a perfect fit just for her?

She wanted to experience more of their physical harmony as she sat there but evidently, he wanted movement. He held her hips in place and started to push his own down into the bed before thrusting up again. He did it fast and the sensations it produced overwhelmed her. She thought she could feel the veins and ridge of his cockhead moving within her whenever he pulled out. When he plunged back in again he hit her clitoris with a pulsing thump.

She placed her hands on his pecs and concentrated on the feel of him entering her. His powerful cock opening her up each time he thrust, her labia caressing the sides of him. When he was fully buried inside of her she tried to squeeze her pussy and keep him in place. He groaned as she did but he kept up his thrusting. Her juices flowed out of her, coating the condom and dripping around his groin.

Together all of it conspired to send her an orgasm and she didn't complain. As he fucked her from below, she looked into his face for as long as she could before her pleasure took over. She threw her head back and moaned loudly, not caring who heard. Her entire body rocked as waves of contractions spread from her pussy to her brain. Her breasts swayed and bounced. She pushed down on his chest as she rode on his massive pleasure spike and with a final convulsion, she let out a loud cry.

"HHUUHHHnnnnnn!!"

Sweat dripped down her face, saliva gathered at the corners of her mouth. She calmed down enough to look back down at him as he continued to fuck her from below, though with less rhythm now.

His hair was tousled, his eyes clenched, his breath coming in gasps. He was gorgeous and he was close to cumming too. She lowered her torso down, letting her breasts drape down close to his mouth. The change in position caused him to open his eyes, and so he stopped and looked up, seeing nothing but two hard nipples in his face. He latched on to one of them. She keened as the pressure shot to her pussy, presaging another orgasm.

This was what she wanted. She wanted Jake's cock in her pussy. She wanted him nursing at her breast. She wanted him to be close to her physically and emotionally. She wanted all of these feelings at once, all of the time. She started to pump her hips, taking over for his fucking. Her movements caused him to lose his latch, which she regretted almost enough to stop. Bouncing up and down, she felt her mouth drop open as her second orgasm approached.

"Are you close, baby? I want you to cum with me," she panted.

He nodded, so she kept up the pace until they both started groaning.

"OHHHHHFUUUCKBABYOUFEELSOGOOD"

"MomI'mcummingohmygodiloveyouohfuuuuuuck!!"

This simultaneous explosion of love was too much to allow her to continue. She collapsed on his chest, her breath heaving in and out, as his cock pulsed in her vagina. She remembered with regret that his potent sperm was not reaching her womb. It was encased in that vile rubber, stopping them from completing what surely nature had intended for them to complete.

As they lay together, panting, sweating, heaving in the aftermath of their mutual realizations of euphoria, she resolved to make her union with him permanent.

"I love you, baby," she said, as she sat up enough to look him in the face. Her breasts were now pressed up against his chest, his cock still firmly plugged in her vagina, the condom doing its job of preventing fertilization. "I love you so much, I never want this to stop." Not wanting an answer right away she lay her head down.

She was surprised to hear him say, "I didn't say at the time, but after I fucked your ass." He half laughed before continuing, "and we just lay kissing and cuddling, I never wanted that to end. I don't want this to end either."

She was very happy to hear that, and so they lay there for a while, just feeling each other. Lazy kissing followed by slow massages. She laughed at one point, and when he asked her why she explained, "I came into your room and your cock was soft. I made it hard and now I've made it soft again." She raised up enough so that his condom covered cock slithered out of her.

She kissed his nose. "I miss it inside of me already."

She rolled off of him and they both looked down to the sad semen-filled rubber on his cock as it lay across his stomach. He pulled it off and tied it, tossing it in his garbage can.

She took a long breath and held it. Honesty with herself meant honesty with him. She said into his chest, "I've had to take the Plan B pill twice with you now, and... it's weird. I'm reluctant to take it. Is that crazy? That it's hard for me to take them? That I almost didn't bring that condom tonight? Is my subconscious telling me something?"

He shifted so he could look at her face. "Do you mean you want to get pregnant?" he asked.

She didn't say anything or move for a long time. "I wouldn't say I want to, it's very confusing. I know getting pregnant is a bad idea, I know that. But every time I do something to prevent it, I feel regret. Like I'm missing out on something. Why would that be?" She felt no fear or anxiety about telling him this. She trusted that he would give it the proper weight, and respect how she felt.

She was not disappointed.

He said, "I don't know. I know how I feel. I want you to be happy, whatever form that happiness takes. I think...if you got pregnant Dad would leave, probably?" He stared up at the ceiling for a while before continuing, "You married him and it's not right to leave him in the lurch. I know that our time together is probably going to be limited, so I'll take what I can get."

It was a tactful answer. It was not what she wanted to hear. She rolled up onto her elbow so she could look him in the eye. "Jake Francis Shepherd, you do not get to cop out on me like that. I expect to hear exactly what you want out of this and nothing more. You be as selfish as you can be, because in the end you getting anything less than what you want will lead to sadness, so why not reach for the stars? Reach for it all and maybe you'll get it."

He looked back up at her, hovering there. "I want you. I want you to be my woman, and I your man. I want us to be able to be with each other as often as we want. As far as getting pregnant, um, that's a hard one. I can't say I'd be disappointed, but it's also not smart. I do love fucking you bareback though," he said with a cheeky grin.

She smiled and said, "I do love that too, and missed it tonight. As you say, it's not smart to get pregnant, so we'll keep using the condoms. I'll deal with my weird urges on my own, although...it's not like I have a good track record resisting my urges when I'm around you."

They kissed again, sweetly and softly. She didn't want to leave just yet, and so they lay together the same way as before, with kisses and touches until they fell asleep, limbs entwined, peaceful.

***

Jake woke up the next morning feeling content. He looked over at his Mom next to him in his bed, facing away from him. They had untangled in their sleep but she still lay with her back against him under the sheet. He pulled the sheet back and stared at her smooth back all the way down to her amazing ass. The reality of her being in his bed naked was communicated to his dick and so he rolled towards her, pressing himself against her. His dick buried its way into the valley of her butt and he rocked it up and down to further encase himself there. He wrapped his arm over her waist and caressed her belly, wondering what it would feel like if there was his baby growing there. The thought made his heart flip inside his chest.

His Mom murmured and moaned as she slowly roused. "What a nice way to wake up," she said, quietly. She rolled her torso towards him and was about to crane for a kiss when she froze, looking towards his door.

Jake rolled over to look and almost had a heart attack when he saw his Dad standing in his doorway.

Nobody moved for what felt like forever. Finally, Bill cleared his throat and said, "Oh, here you are. Well get dressed you two, and meet me in the living room." He walked away from the door, leaving them to do just that.

Jake's mind was in a whirl. Would his Dad divorce his Mom now? Would he get thrown out? Why was his Dad so calm just now? He looked at his Mom and saw the same confusion and worry on her face.

"What do we do?" he whispered.

She shook her head before saying, "I'm not really sure, let's just hear him out, and try to remain calm." She gathered up her sleeping clothes on his floor and then went to put on something more discrete in her own room. Jake waited for her at the top of the stairs, there was no way he was going down alone.

She joined him and they went downstairs, finding his Dad, her husband, waiting on his chair.

"Sit down, please," he said.

They both sat, perched on the edge of the loveseat as if ready to run, and then waited for him to speak.

He looked at them both in turn, seeming to examine their faces, but for what, Jake wasn't sure. Eventually he said, "I came home from the work trip and noticed something was different, but I could never have predicted that it was what I found this morning. I did think maybe you were having an affair," he said, looking at his wife. "But not with my son. How did this happen? How long has it been going on?"

He stopped for an answer, and Jake looked at his Mom, who looked back at them. She nodded and said, "It was my fault, I was lonely when you were gone and Jake...provided some comfort, as it were. Don't blame him."

Jake was not going to let his Mom take the fall. "No, Dad, I'm the one to blame, I took advantage of Mom's frustrations."

At that point they both started talking at once, debating who was more at fault.

"Oh, but baby I was the one who - "

"Mom I came because of your tits on me, it was - "

"It was my decision to give you a blowjob, not yours."

"And my decision to go down on you too, don't - "

This was apparently too much for Bill. "STOP IT!" he roared at them both. They clamped their mouth shut and looked at him. His brow furrowed and he rubbed his hair in a frenzy, clearly conflicted.

"Is this going to keep going on?" he asked, exasperated.

Jake's heart leapt at the notion that they could keep going. He looked at his Mom again, a question on his face if not his lips. She looked back and he could see that the answer wasn't even a consideration.

"Yes," she said to Jake, firmly.

His Dad nodded and said, "Okay. Okay. Oooookay." He looked at them with a kind of desperation. He laughed a bit and then said, "Okaaay."

Jake and his Mom sat there. Jake wasn't sure what to say.

Bill continued, "I have been dreading that you were having an affair with some fascinating person who would steal you away, but didn't dream it was our son. I'll need to process this. I think it might work."

He stood up and walked out of the room.

Jake looked at his Mom. "That wasn't what I expected. What does he mean he thinks it might work?" he said.

She looked uncertain. "I'm not sure, I'll go talk to him."

***

Sam followed Bill up to their room and found him sitting on the bed, staring at the wall.

She sat down next to him and they stayed silent for a while until she said, "I'm really sorry Bill. I didn't mean to hurt you, and I certainly didn't mean to start having an affair with our son. It just...sort of happened. I tried to stop it but I can't seem to stop myself. I know that's going to be hurtful to hear but at this point I figure honesty will get us to the other side."

He looked over at her and smiled. "I have a confession." He looked like he was going to be sick. "I'm not truly mad or anything, I think. At least I don't seem to be. You see, I've been having an affair too. The thing I'm worried about is that I don't want us to stop being together." He gestured to the two of them. "I like our life. I don't want to love what we have."

Sam felt her heart skip a beat. She did not expect his affair, even though his recent behaviour told her that something was going on. She searched her heart and feelings while he sat there and watched.

She felt...sad. Sad that they had both obviously moved on from their marriage. But he wanted to stay married? Isn't that weird? Compared to what she was doing with Jake, it probably wasn't so weird. What did she want?

Bill started to squirm next to her the longer she went without answering. She turned to him and said, "I like our life too. I don't think I would be as happy if I had to uproot and start elsewhere. I told Jake that I didn't want to lose you. So, what are you suggesting?"

He shrugged and said, "I guess, just keep on as we are? I am able to go to her house to spend time with her, and you two can...do what you do here."

Sam had a thought. "How long has this been going on? Your new lover." A part of her died saying it, but it had to be said. Clearly nothing was the same, even though to the outer world it was all the same.

"We got together the first time on that last work trip. We ended up being put in a hotel that was overbooked and had to share a room. Days of showering, changing, eating, sleeping near one another led to sex. I haven't felt this alive in years, and she feels the same way. She's married too. We both want to keep our lives as they are."

Sam nodded, sad to hear of how much she affected him. It was in his voice describing her.

"Do I know her? Do you have a picture?" she asked. Not that it mattered, but she wanted to know who this person was who had stolen her husband while she was being stolen from him.

"You don't know her. You can meet her if you like. I don't have any...appropriate pictures."

They send nudes, she thought. Then briefly considered meeting this mystery woman before deciding not to. "That's okay. It probably doesn't make a difference. Will I see her at the Christmas party?"

Bill gave a relieved laugh and she joined him.

"Isn't it weird that I'm fucking our son," she asked once they'd stopped.

The abruptness clearly made him uncomfortable. "I don't see it that way. He's an adult and so are you. He's just a younger man that gives you joy. Do...you think it will go on long?"

Sam shook her head slowly. "I don't know. I think it will continue going for as long as we both want it. For now, it's exhilarating. I feel the same way with him as you do with Hotel woman I think." She cleared her throat and hesitated before saying, "Thank you for understanding. I can't think of not being with him now, and was getting worried about you finding out."

"Well, sleeping in his bed is one sure way for me to find out," he said with a raised eyebrow.

"That...was a mistake. I just fell asleep after..." She let it trail away, not wanting to push it in his face that they'd fucked. She felt her cheeks go red. "What should we do now? How do we move on?"

Sam thought for a bit, the enormity of what they were planning expanding in her mind. She started to babble questions. "Do we need ground rules for how Jake and I interact around the house? Will you leave the house if Jake and I want to be together? Do you want us to give you alone time to invite your new woman over?" That last was said with some difficulty but it was getting easier. "How do we talk to each other about all this?"

He shook his head. "I don't know what to do next. I'm relieved that you are taking this so well. I imagined this talk would go much differently." He chuckled, shaking his head. "Maybe we can just think about it for a bit, and see what we're comfortable with. Let's start with not pushing anything in each other's face for now, okay? You don't canoodle with Jake when I'm around, and I won't declare where I'm going when I leave."

She nodded. "Let's do that. I'm sure Jake and I can be discrete." Her tone was confident but in her mind it was a tenuous assertion.

"Isn't it a bit weird that we're taking this so calmly? I also imagined a different kind of outcome."

He shrugged. "I think we've both moved on in our hearts and so it's more of a relief that there's no shouting, don't you think? We just need a new understanding."

"I guess that makes sense," she said, and then stood up to leave before turning back to him. "What about us? Do we still have sex? Do we hug or kiss? What do we do?"

He stood up and walked over to give her a hug. "We definitely hug and kiss. I still love you. The sex I think is directed elsewhere for now."

She hugged him back and shared in the quick peck he gave on her lips.

"I'll go tell Jake what's up. I'll leave it to you to sort out your relationship with him."

He chuckled. "I know just what to say."

She gave him a warning look. "Be nice."

His look back was filled with innocence.

Downstairs she found Jake still sitting in the living room, flipping channels furiously. He looked up as she entered. "So?" he asked.

She walked up to him, swaying her hips and smiling. Stepping over his legs she sat down in his lap and gave him a kiss to curl his toes. She felt him responding underneath her and so sat back to talk instead.

"It's all good. Your Dad doesn't want to make any waves with the life we've built. He understands that you and I have something special going on, and so we can continue to enjoy ourselves as long as we aren't too obvious. He will be doing his own thing."

"So, we don't have to worry about being caught, or being normal, or any of that? We can be together? And you're still going to be married to Dad?"

She nodded. "As I said, discretion matters, but it's more a matter of respect now. If he's out of the house it's open season." As she said this, she gave her hips a little wiggle in his lap. "I do think he'll be out of the house fairly regularly. To the outside world we're still married, still the same family everyone else knows."

"So, we do have to 'be normal' when he's home. Is there any wiggle room on that? Any loveseat cuddles?"

Sam felt a surge of desire rise inside of her at his playful words, and knowing the history of restraint she'd shown so far, said, "I think the agreement was that we don't show our relationship when your Dad is around."

He appeared to be contemplating what that meant when she realized she had to get ready for work. "I have to shower, and so do you. You have school, don't you?" She stood up and walked to the stairs. She could hear the shower she shared with Bill running.

"Your Dad's in our shower, can I use yours?" She put an invitation into the question.

She laughed and turned to run up the stairs, the same sense of excited fear she'd felt in the pool filling her chest as she heard him pounding up the stairs behind her. She got to his bathroom a step ahead and immediately started ripping her clothes off.

Jake was doing the same when she said, "The water's not going to start itself, is it?"

He brushed past her to lean into the stall shower and fiddled with the knobs to get the right temperature. Sam looked at his bare back, taking in the details of his muscles rippling under his skin as he bent over. She moved behind him and pressed her now naked breasts against him, running her hands up and down and left and right, hugging him from behind.

He half turned in her embrace and looked at her. They kissed once, twice and then he was shoving the rest of his clothes off and stepping into the shower, pulling her in after him.

The water drenched her hair and shoulders, running down her belly and legs. She had to close her eyes to keep water out of them and found a benefit to having them closed. She could only feel his hands roam over her. They covered her breasts, her hips, her butt, her legs, seeming to be everywhere at once. She decided to keep her eyes closed and just let him have his way.

He settled on her breasts, lifting them in his hands and running his thumbs over her erect nipples, the pleasure causing her pussy to throb in sympathy. The next thing she felt was a touch on her belly, tapping against her and moving erratically as if with no control before settling into her bellybutton. It was hot and insistent with no give. She touched it with her hand and found his cock there, thrusting towards her. She moved closer to him, pressing his cock between them and moving forward with her lips pursed. She wanted to feel his mouth.

He must have seen her as she felt his lips on hers, the water running down her face joining with their saliva as their tongues probed and wrestled. She started running her hand up and down the hard cock between them, feeling him respond through his mouth.

They kept this up until he started moving her back to the wall of the shower. She instinctively raised one leg and pushed his cock down to between her legs, ready to beg him to fuck her. He squatted enough to get his cock at an angle to push himself into her pussy when she gave an urgent squeal into the mouth kissing her. She couldn't move back any further and he'd put his hand under her leg, she was unable to stop him from plunging his cock deep inside her fertile pussy.

Thankfully he felt the squeal and pulled his head back. "Are you okay?"

She nodded, wiping the water from her face. "You can't fuck me bareback, baby. I'm sorry, I want it too, but there's a chance I could get pregnant." As she said this, she felt his hips twitch once as if with a mind of their own, popping his cockhead into her vagina. Her pussy dripped with shower water and her own lubrication. Despite the size of him, she was so wet he easily plunged an inch into her. She gasped at the intrusion, but welcomed it with a twitch of her own hips. His cock sunk another inch inside of her.

She looked down to where they were joined, the pressure of his penetration pushing on the nerves surrounding her opening, his hot cock bare in her wet pussy. She wanted him inside of her so badly that she didn't say anything more as she let her own weight drive her slowly down onto him, splitting her, spreading her open until their pubic bones met and he was buried to the root. She kept on looking at this one beautiful sight, their two patches of pubic hair intermingled. Sam looked up at her son, standing there so still, waiting for her. She nodded and said, "Slowly."She looked down again, her hands on his arms to hold herself in place as he pulled his cock out of her until his tip was exposed. Then he was pushing back inside again, her pussy welcoming him in with more slippery liquid. The intense tremors of pleasure that radiated from her pussy as he rejoined them kept pulsing until he fully embedded his sword inside of her. His shaft rubbed on her clit the entire way and that wonderful little bundle of happy nerves sang.

Her clit sang its pleasure in her brain, in her nipples, and on her face. She couldn't keep her eyes open as her orgasm approached, instead clenching them shut, her mouth gaping open in a silent scream. She exploded on his Man Cock. Her pussy added more juice to the shower, coating his cock as she squirted her cum with each convulsion, constricting over and over. Her belly muscles tense, she gripped his arms harder still as she quivered there in the shower, impaled by the cock she loved so much. The cock attached to the son she loved so much.

Her orgasm subsided gradually. She kept having aftershocks as he continued to slowly drive into her and she knew that that one long cum would be enough to keep her happy all day. As her mind cleared and she came down from that wonderful high she realized what was happening with a trill of fear. His cock was once again inside of her pussy, nothing between them, no protection.

Sam sighed, considering why neither of them could remember protection for very long. She pushed his chest. "Please pull out."

He did, stepping back. "Sorry Mom, it felt so good. You nodded and - "

She put a hand on his mouth to stop him. "It's okay, that felt better than any of the other times. We're getting better at this."

She smiled and got down on her knees in the shower. The space provided wasn't much, but she had room if he was against the wall. She grabbed hold of the monster that had given her the best orgasm of her life. "I hope this will do."

And saying that, she used her mouth on his cockhead, tongue vibrating on the underside where she knew all men were sensitive. Within 10 seconds he came with a cry, his cum exploding in her mouth, spreading out the sides, dripping down her chin. She continued to massage his shaft as he throbbed and pulsed. More cum was delivered to her eager lips in bursts and she swallowed some of it to satisfy her own hunger. She rubbed her mouth over his tip, using the slimy semen to lubricate him, her tongue roaming all over his head.

He surprised her by pushing her off. "I can't Mom, it's too sensitive."

She stood up, still holding on to her prize. "Was that okay? We can do more after work until your Dad comes home."

He gave her a hug, his still hard cock pushed against her belly. "It felt awesome. I'll never say no to that."

They finished showering quickly, as they were really running behind now. Sam couldn't help but keep 'accidentally' touching, rubbing, caressing his cock, as if to keep it close to her. He growled at one point that he couldn't very well concentrate on showering with her keeping his dick perpetually hard. She grinned and kept doing it. It was her cock, after all. Jake swam laps in the pool, restless with anticipation. His Mom should be home soon and he was looking forward to a bit of alone time with her before his Dad got home. Now that it was all in the open, he figured they wouldn't have to be quite so careful.

He stopped swimming and floated, thinking back to the very odd scenario that had played out that morning. His Dad found them in bed together, and yet apparently, he was fine with it? That was the part that kept hitting Jake upside the head as a stray thought. He still hadn't really incorporated it into his world view.

What was acceptable? His Mom had said to be respectful when his Dad was home, but what did that mean? Obviously, no fucking in plain sight, but was casual affection okay? Could he give her a kiss in front of his Dad? Was groping in or out? He really wanted to talk to his Mom about all of this. He liked that their relationship was evolving as it was, he just wished there weren't so many unknowns!

Jake floated to the edge of the pool just in time to hear the front door of the house slam and then quick footsteps clack to the open patio door. His pulse raced as he saw her come into view, her face lit up with a big smile, her hair let down from her usual work tie-up.

She waved to him and said, "I'll join you in a minute, just let me get changed."

He smiled back his assent and she disappeared towards the stairs. A wave of awe and joy washed over him as he realized that they were together now. She was his in almost every way it mattered, and he was hers. The only piece they were now missing was the outside world also knowing of their love, but that wasn't going to be. Out there, they were mother and son, but inside this property they were lovers. It didn't matter to him if anyone else knew, but it still did cast a shadow of fear that someone could find out and there would be trouble. The fact they had survived his Dad finding out was fluky enough.

He shook his head again. His Dad knew and was fine with it. So weird.

A few minutes later his Mom came down in her bikini and with a smile leaped into the water near him. He waited for her to surface but she didn't, instead seemed to be convulsing under water. His unease lifted when he saw her bikini bottoms drift to the surface, followed by her top soon after. Jake grinned and quickly shoved his speedo down and let it also float free. He started to swim to her, his dick filling with blood as he did.

His Mom popped up out of the water like a mermaid, her hair flipping back over her head. As she dropped back down her breasts swayed, unencumbered, her nipples already hard. He reached her a second later and they wrestled to wrap arms and legs around each other, his dick pushed up against her belly. Her breasts were smashed against his chest and her nipples were hard against his own.

A few minutes of passionate kissing and groping soon calmed down into slower caresses as they reacquainted themselves after being apart for 8 hours. Jake felt his Mom reach down and grip his dick, rubbing it, making it even harder as it insistently throbbed against her.

He reached behind her and took a hold of both ass cheeks, lifting her up. She took the hint and wrapped her legs and arms around him. His dick was sandwiched between them. He moved to the stairs, sitting down so they were submerged up to their shoulders. They sat there a while, and he just stared at her face. Her animated expression, her eyes darting around as she looked back at him, water dripping down her cheeks.

"How was your day," she asked.

"Hard," he answered. "I kept thinking of you. How about you?"

"Pleasurable. I kept thinking of you too."

As they murmured to each other she started to writhe in his lap, letting the movement of her hips rub her pussy on his dick. The water was cool around them but where they touched was warm, the warmest where pussy met dick. All he could do was hold on to her as she moved, rubbing his hands from her ass to her back.

"I really missed this cock," she whispered. "I may have an addiction problem."

Jake really could only bite his lip as she started to speed up. He took her weight on one arm and used the other to take hold of her breast underwater. She moaned in his ear as he gently squeezed it, rubbing his thumb over her nipple. He got bolder and took it between his thumb and forefinger to give it a good tug. He was pleased to hear her gasp in shock and then say, "Again!"

He pulled it again, not too hard, just hard enough for her to gasp again, mouth dropping open.

"I need you to suck on it, baby. I need you to suck on my breast like you did so long ago."

She sat up straight, lifting her breasts out of the water so he could latch on. He was surprised to hear her talk that way. Did she have a thing for breastfeeding? She'd never really mentioned it, but then they'd only been intimate for a short while.

He sucked as much of her breast into his mouth as he could but she pulled back and looked down at him. She said, "No, not like that. Just the nipple, like you're feeding."

He obliged, fitting her nipple and areola between his tongue and upper mouth. He gave a good hard suck and almost lost his latch when his Mom started clawing his back and shrieking. He let loose and looked up at her face, thinking he'd been too rough, but she just looked down at him with a smile. Her cheeks were red. "Oh baby, that was awesome. Do it again!"

"It didn't hurt, did it? I don't want to hurt you," he said.

"Oh no, it didn't hurt at all, it was perfect. I felt that right down into my pussy." As she said this she started up the movement on his cock that she had abandoned.

He latched on again and had to do his best to keep her nipple in his mouth, as she moved a lot while grinding on him. She kept that up for a while and he could feel her tensing up more and more. He swapped breasts and started using his tongue on the end of her nipple while suckling. Eventually the combination of his mouth sucking and her pussy rubbing caused her to go rigid, wrapping her arms around his head and shoving her pelvis into him. She gave a long groan, squeezing him to her breast, her hips spasming.

"Ohhhfuck. Ohhh, baby you feel so good. Ahhhhhhh!!!."

He let her nipple loose as she let go of his head. Jake looked at his Mom, sitting in his lap with his dick pressed up against her pussy. Her wet blonde hair was hanging around her head and her eyes were half closed as she finished coming down from her orgasm. Her full lips were parted and wet and he couldn't resist bringing her head down for a long kiss. She was so sexy he couldn't help but want to taste her again.

He moved his tongue along her lips as she hugged him again, this time gently.

They broke off when her orgasm was fully over. He looked at the first nipple he had been sucking on. It was engorged and red. He brushed his finger over the tip of it gently.

"Does it hurt now?" he asked.

She shook her head. "It's sensitive but there's no pain from that length of time. When you were a baby it could get painful if you fed too long."

He leaned back to take each breast in hand to lift them up, weighing them. "I love your breasts, Mom. I wish I could remember what your milk tasted like."

She smiled at him. "Breastfeeding was a fantastic part of raising you, I always felt very close to you. Something about the hormones that are released by it."

She looked down at her chest and said, "They were much larger back then."

He grinned and said, "I wish I could remember that too!"

She leaned in for another kiss, this time a gentle one with closed lips and the pressure of his hard cock against her caused him to moan against her mouth.

"Oh! How stupid of me, you must be dying down there!" she said, worriedly.

"I am starting to get a bit uncomfortable," he replied.

"We can't fuck, we don't have a condom, but maybe I could help you out a different way. Sit up here on the ledge." She patted the edge of the pool.

He moved up to sit there out of the water, his dick pointing to the sky. She stayed in the water, positioning herself between his legs, and took him in hand. He leaned back and watched as his Mom focused on his crotch.

She started by rolling his balls around in his scrotum, very lightly. He let out a low 'mmmmm' in his throat and his dick pulsed. Lowering her mouth to his head, she sucked the tip to gather up the precum seeping out and then swallowed noisily. She then opened her mouth wide and dropped her head down onto his dick, her lips stretched wide. She pushed her mouth down the top two inches and stopped, then started to pull up, sucking hard, her cheeks caving in.

The feel of her mouth moving on him, her hand on his shaft rubbing up and down, was exquisite. After his Mom grinding on him in the pool, he was more than ready to cum. Suckling at her breasts had also gotten to him, like it had for her. He stared at her as she bobbed on his dick, and could feel the familiar tension of his orgasm approaching. His Mom started to go faster, squeezing his shaft with her mouth and hand. The warm glow in his crotch spread out in a pulse, his dick expanding in his Mom's mouth and then he came. The gobbets of cum shot to the back of her throat and then filled her mouth before spilling out of the sides, drooling down his dick. The feel of his slick semen lubricating his Mom's lips caused him to ejaculate more and more, his dick so sensitive that it overwhelmed him and he yelled, "GAAAAAaaahhhh!!!"

He fell down on his back and was aware of her slurping on his knob, sending more jolts of pleasure throughout his body. Then with one last deep dive down his dick, she sealed her lips and sucked hard, gathering up as much of the spilled cum as she could and pulling up. He looked as she slowly pulled her mouth off the top of his dick, his shaft emerging from her lips bit by bit until his head popped out. She raised her head, closing her eyes and working her mouth before swallowing with a satisfied 'Ahhh!'.

"Thank you, that hit the spot," she said.

He smiled and said, "My pleasure. Literally. That was amazing." They giggled together for a second and then stopped when they heard the front door close inside the house. Bill was home.

Jake dropped into the pool and retrieved his speedo, his heart beating fast. His dick was deflating fast, thankfully enough to stuff in his suit. He heard his Mom from behind him say, "Don't panic. Remember this is okay now. Just be calm and cool."

He turned around to see her putting her top on. He watched as she tied it on and then leaned against the wall of the pool.

"You're not putting your bottoms on?" he asked.

She shook her head. "I don't think I'll need to. Just watch."

A few minutes later Jake was surprised to see his Dad pop his head out and say, "I'm just headed out for a bit, see you later."

They waved to him and he was gone. It took a bit for Jake to calm down, even though he knew that it was fine. It was still weird.

***

Sam removed her top after Bill left and then swam some laps, naked and free. Jake joined her but kept his suit on, saying he didn't want to get tempted. She wished he would get tempted, but it was probably best to pace themselves. They had as much time as they needed.

She had spent the day thinking of Jake, but also thinking of Bill. How he could have such a liberal attitude to the relationship she had with her son. How she would never have suspected him of being capable of that type of open-mindedness. It just went to show how little you could know a person after so many years of marriage.

She went inside and changed into some loose linen pants and a crop top. She thought about going braless but also thought about where her new normal would end up. She enjoyed treating Jake by going braless but it wasn't going to be a fulltime state, right? Better that she go with what was comfortable now and he would get used to it and enjoy the treats when they were given. She certainly didn't expect him to go around without underwear now, just so she could get a glimpse of his cock swinging in his shorts.

The evening was spent watching TV, cuddling on the couch. Occasional kisses and caresses but nothing more. After a while she could tell that something was on Jake's mind.

"What's up with you?" she asked, smiling to keep him at ease.

"What? Nothing."

"Come on, you're distracted. What are you thinking about?"

He hesitated and then in a rush he said, "I'm just having a hard time fitting this new arrangement in my head. I don't know what we can and can't do with Dad around. I feel like it'll be super awkward being around you both at the same time. I won't know how to treat you. I don't know if you're just my Mom when he's here, or if you're still my lover and I can act like it. It's just all confusing and I don't know what to do."

Sam took a minute to think. She was proud of him for giving this so much thought.

"Um, well." She laughed a bit and said, "This is so unique a thing that I don't know if I have answers to that. What we are to each other is not usual right off the bat, and then living with your Dad...it's complicated alright.

What do you want to do? Remember, go for what you want." she finished.

He shrugged, lifting his shoulders high. He hesitated and then said, "Well, what I want is to not have to hide what we are to anyone. Not be afraid someone will find out about us. I guess that's not realistic though. A second-best option would be to act as we want when we're at home, regardless if Dad is here or not."

She considered that. It would mean Bill being okay with even more than he's said he was. "Meaning you want to...what? This?" She moved in closer to him and planted a warm kiss on his lips, pulling back as he started to respond. "This?" She moved her hand down to his lap and, easily feeling his response below, gave his cock a squeeze. She grinned to hear him moan and then pulled her hand back. The moan turned into a growl of protest.

His cheeks went red and said, "Yes, those. But really, anything and everything."

"Anything? You mean you want to have sex with me while he's home?" she said, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, maybe not that specifically. I'm thinking more that I don't want to have to think about what we do. I don't want to have a filter on us. I just want to be able to be with you, however and whenever we want, without having to make sure the coast is clear."

The determination in his eyes sent a surge of desire through her. "I would like that too. I'm not sure if there's a way to do it, but let's just run with how it is now and work towards your idea, okay?"

"Ok. I just feel so happy being with you. I don't want anything to come between us, ever."

"If we can help it, nothing will," she said, and dove back in for another kiss, which he was anticipating.

She stood up a few minutes later and took him by the hand, dragging him to his bedroom. They made love on his bed, using up one more of the condoms. She fell asleep in his arms, still regretting the latex barrier, but happy they were together.

The next day dawned and Jake's alarm woke them up. Sam rolled over and looked into his waiting eyes.

"I like waking up like this," she said, caressing his chest. She lifted her leg over top of his, bending her knee until it came into contact with the hard bar of flesh causing a tent in the sheet.

She looked down and said, "Is that for me?"

He grinned a wide grin, "It always is. But I usually wake up with a hardon."

Purring with pleasure, she lowered her hand down his chest, across his belly until she could wrap her fingers around his shaft. She slowly stroked him, feeling him get even harder.

"Are you okay with me sleeping here again? I don't have to, you know."

"Oh, I'm totally fine with it. I love seeing you in my bed," he responded.

"Should I sleep here every night? Is that okay? Or do you need breaks? Tell me honestly, I don't mind whichever it is. For me I feel very relaxed and happy when I'm here."

As she said this, she raised herself up and straddled him. She could feel her pussy ready for him and so wasted no time in grabbing a condom from their place on his bedside table and rolling it onto his cock. She lifted up and positioned him at her entrance, lathing his head in her juices before placing it in her entrance and sitting down. She smiled as he groaned beneath her and she started to ride.

"You haven't answered," she said.

His eyes opened wide. "You're kind of distracting me. Mmmmm...ummmm.. Maybe if Dad is away, I could sleep in your bed? Otherwise I want you with me every night."

She smiled and nodded. "We can do that."

He fondled her breasts as they swayed on her chest, playing with her nipples. The feel of his strong hands on her, free to explore as she rode him drove her pleasure even higher. He grabbed both nipples with a firm grip and pulled, as he had done yesterday and she yelped. The combination of almost pain and pleasure spread everywhere, making her lose her rhythm.

"Fuck, Jake. Keep doing that!"

He did, pulling and rubbing them firmly. She tried to concentrate on just fucking him but it was hard to do with the distraction. She could feel her pussy juice coating the rubber surrounding his cock. Feel it on his balls when she fully engulfed him. Feel it everywhere, getting into her butt crack. She sped up and could feel herself getting close, but at the same time the frustration lurked in the back of her head that all she was doing was fucking a latex shell, not her lover. She wanted to feel his bare cock inside of her as she fucked him. But the stupid condom prevented the ultimate joining of mother and son. It dulled the pleasure, reduced sensations.

Sam could not resist the feel of his size inside of her though. The way his cock, condom or not, opened her up, stretching her pussy each time she plunged down into his lap. She leaned forward, changing the angle of his cock inside of her and suddenly she was seeing stars.

"FuuuuuuckJaakkkeOhhhhh my God you feel so fucking good!!"

And with that she came on him, her cum drenching their crotches as she pushed her clit on his pubic bone. She could feel her breasts being cupped and cradled as she shook, and looked down at him, drinking in the sight of him below her. She would never get tired of fucking him.

She slowly quivered through her orgasm and watched him release her breasts and lay his hands on her thighs. As she sat there, impaled by his Man Cock, she smirked and grabbed one of his nipples the way he had hers and pulled on it. To her surprise she felt his cock twitch inside of her.

"Ohhhh, do you like that?" she asked.

He looked bemused and said, "I guess I do. Try it again."

She smiled and said, "Like Mother, like son." She gave his nipple another pull, running her thumbnail over the top of it. His whole chest jerked up in response and he said, "Keep doing that."

So she did. It took only a minute of this, enjoying seeing his facial expressions at this new sensation while feeling him respond in her pussy before he rolled her over. She wrapped her legs around him as he took over the fucking. She felt another orgasm boil inside of her as he fucked her hard in his bed. This was another change in angle and his cock shaft was pushing up inside of her, driving her to higher heights.

"Fuuuck...Mom...your pussy...is so...fucking...good," he said, in between thrusts.

Sam reveled in the feel and sight of him over her, pounding her into the bed. As another orgasm washed over her, she felt him pulse and then he was filling the condom inside of her. At least, she assumed he was, as there wasn't any change in sensation. He was frozen over top of her, his groin pulsing as if he was delivering copious amounts of semen.

Eventually he stopped cumming and pulled his cock out of her, the condom wet and glistening from her own excretions, but not his.