Mom's Sweaty Ride Ch. 03

by richman3©

This part is told almost entirely from Kim's point of view.

Special thanks to my beta readers

Rahul and Shashi

And Hualover

By richman3 aka R.L. Fire

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Exiting the bathroom of the rest stop, I stopped and looked around. Sighing I thought about the day's events and how my life was now forever changed.

I was now an entirely different woman than the one that only this morning had left my sister in law's house.

Gone was the timid girl who allowed her husband to control her life. In her place was a confident woman who wasn't going to allow anyone to ever control her life anymore.

I'm also a woman who had just fucked her son multiple times allowing him to do things to me that would make some porn stars blush.

The main difference, it was on my terms.

Nobody had forced me to strip naked in the backseat of my husband's Jeep and allow my only son to cum on my face and all over my body. I stood there watching the setting sun go down.

Realizing that the sun was also going down on the old me and tomorrow would give rise to something new and completely different.

Walking down the little hill towards the Jeep with my auburn hair still wet. I had given myself a makeshift sponge bath in the sink of the restroom doing my best to wash the cum off my body and in my hair.

I had put on my third outfit of the day. This one was a cute red summer dress not unlike my last one with one important feature, it provided easy access to my pussy.

"shit I hope they have a washing machine at the motel," I thought to myself smiling a little. Remembering the feeling of being totally naked.

I had changed into a sexy dress at the taco place before our sex marathon, but that dress had blown out the window.

Now I only had one other outfit left in my suitcase and still several days of travel ahead of us.

I could feel a gentle breeze blowing as I glanced over toward a copse of trees now to my right.

The family that had been picnicking there when I made my naked walk up the hill was now gone.

I imagined that the man who had seen me earlier would either jerk himself to sleep tonight or fuck his wife silly in a motel room somewhere while the kids slept.

That thought once again had me start to feel tingly once again.

"Jesus Kim you really have become a slut."

I don't know where this slutty side had come from.

I had always enjoyed sex but not like this.

Back when I was a teenager I had been a little adventurous having 3 partners before turning 16 and then, of course, the professor and Ben but I had never allowed any of them to do what my son and I did in the backseat of the Jeep today.

I should have been repulsed by my actions, but somehow I wasn't

"maybe this was me all along" I thought. Maybe I had been repressing my sexual urges for so long that now my subconscious desires were rushing out of me like a wave of sexy compulsions.

Thinking about slutty things I once again noticed the tiny drops of now dried cum on the sidewalk that had dripped off of my naked back as I made my way up the hill.

After having cum 5 times already today, impossibly my pussy started to get wet again.

Years of repressed sexuality had finally been allowed to escape, and I was now an immoral woman who had to satisfy her unconscious desires.

I didn't see Ben and Tommy as I arrived at the back at the Jeep. They must have gone to the bathroom. I opened the back door and looked inside. Holy shit.

The epic fuck session that my son and I had just had in the backseat of the car had definitely left its mark on the car.

The seats were covered with droplets of cum that had either fallen or ricocheted off of my cum soaked body.

The leather seat was damp with my squirt and our sweat and the smell of sex permeated all through the area. Once again I was thankful for my husband's anosmia.

I went to the back and found a towel in my suitcase. This would have to do until later when I could properly clean the backseat area. At least we would have to sit on drops of cum.

As I was placing the towel on the seat, Tommy and Ben returned both of them laughing and carrying water bottles.

"Hey mum," Tommy said. Offering me a water bottle which I greedily accepted. "God I was so thirsty" I hadn't even realized how thirsty I was until he had offered me the water.

Drinking it voraciously I finished half the bottle in almost one gulp. Pulling it away from my lips I coughed and a little water dripped onto my shirt.

"Jesus Kim what the fuck is wrong with you today? You can't even drink a bottle of water without spilling it on yourself." Ben looked at me with cold drunken eyes. Then his gaze returned to our son.

"Like I told ya if it hadn't been for this goddamned knee" he patted his right knee. "I woulda been playing for the Steelers, and we wouldn't be driving this piece of shit Jeep."

Ben was no doubt finishing his football story that Tommy had instigated earlier. I looked at Tommy and thought. "I really do love you, baby."

Having to listen to another of my husband's boring football tales in which he was always the star, required that I reward him.

He had initiated the talk to give me time to exit the Jeep, get my clothes and walk naked up to the restrooms.

"Don't worry baby, I've got something planned that will more than make up for the tiresome football story?" I thought as I smiled to myself wickedly.

Getting back on the road my son and I resumed our earlier position of me on his lap. Ben still hadn't noticed the I had basically cleared the seat off, but we didn't want to arouse any suspicion.

For the next 20 minutes, I kept an eye on Ben up front while Tommy gently caressed my bare legs.

Ben's driving was starting to become more erratic, and every once in a while, I would see him reach towards his crotch area and bring something up towards his mouth.

I couldn't make out what exactly it was but my I was pretty sure it was the flask of whiskey I had noticed earlier.

I was a little concerned about either us wrecking or being pulled over, but it also meant that Ben would be even more oblivious to what was going on behind him.

My dirty slut won the battle, and I whispered to Tommy "I'm sorry about the restaurant" as I caressed his soft blonde hair and looked into his beautiful blue eyes both features he got from his father.

He looked up at me with a very confused look on his face. I smiled "Yeah I'm sorry you didn't get to enjoy your fish taco" my eyes glanced down my body towards my crotch.

Tommy caught on immediately and smiled "Yeah I was a little upset that I didn't get to taste the fish taco I wonder if there is anything I could do about that now"

I slid of off his lap as he moved forward giving me room to climb onto the seat and maneuver myself behind him.

Tommy did his best to climb into the foot well without pushing too hard into Ben's chair in the front.

I leaned myself up against the driver's side door with my legs up on the seat. He removed his shirt and his muscled chest and ripped abs were on full display for me.

I rubbed my hands up and down his bare chest. My pussy was already dripping taking in my son's sexy body.

Then Tommy climbed onto the seat he did his best to get his 6'1" body onto the seat in a somewhat kneeling position similar to before but with a little more mobility.

Meanwhile, I had spread my legs as wide as I could and hiked up my dress so that my bare ass was on the seat.

Thank God for Tommy being young and flexible because that boy was able to maneuver himself into the perfect position to do multiple things to me.

He started at my feet removing my flip flops and dropping them on the floor. He gently caressed my arches and worked his hands up in between my dark painted toes. Then he really surprised me by licking my feet.

His tongue starting with my big toe and working it all around up and down before he put my foot into his mouth. His tongue still continuing to gently massage my painted toes while my foot was in his mouth.

His foot worship continued for a few minutes as he worked his tongue up and down my soft arches to my heel.

He put the heel of my foot into his mouth and as he did this his other hand reached down and began to unzip his fly releasing his once again rock hard cock.

"Jesus how many times can he get it up," I thought dreamily.

He must have removed his own underwear because he never had to fumble with a fly. With one hand gently stroking his cock and the other working on my toes.

I just leaned back and enjoyed the incredible site and feeling of Tommy jerking himself while worshipping my pretty feet.

Soon he worked his way down from my feet placing soft kisses down my smooth legs all the way to my pussy.

"Oh god I can't wait it's been so many years since somebody ate my pussy," I thought to myself and for a moment I forgot even where I was.

"yes baby" I cried out a little too loud as Tommy's tongue first began to explore my lips.

"Huh" came a voice from the front. "Shit," I thought.

"Nothing hunny just read on my phone that "The Bachelor" is on tonight. I thought we could watch it at the motel."

"Oh yeah," he grumbled then said something under his breath and turned back up the volume on the radio. I smacked myself on the inside. "You stupid bitch remember where you are."

He began by placing soft kisses all around my pussy lips. Gently using his tongue his tongue to massage the outer labia of my cunt.

His left hand moved up towards my flat belly caressing all around my belly button.

Meanwhile, his tongue had begun to work his way into my pussy. "God he knew what he was doing. Where had he learned to eat pussy like this?" I wondered as he continued to push all the right buttons with me.

He knew better than to just rush right in and start fingering. Tommy took his time with my pussy reciprocating the worship that I had shown his cock.

His tongue began to work inward further licking all around quickly but not ferociously allowing my pleasure to build.

Tommy continued to use one hand to help finger my pussy and the other to stroke his cock.

After about ten or so minutes I felt my orgasm coming.

I said as quickly as I could "now baby" I looked down at Tommy over my now sweat-soaked dress and saw him smile.

He then increased both his licking of my pussy and his own masturbation.

As my orgasm hit, I barely was able to put my hand in my mouth to contain my screams of pleasure.

My entire body began to shake and once again I squirted on the backseat. This time, however, my son caught some of the blast right in his face. This only intensified my cum as waves of ecstasy washed over me.

Tommy only stopped his licking for a few seconds when I came and was now back to work on my now very wet and cum soaked pussy.

Within a minute or two he stopped and sat up onto his knees. He whispered "mom." I looked down at him as he stroked his cock aiming it towards my pussy.

With my own squirt literally dripping from his face he continued to jerk his massive rod for another few seconds until an impossibly large rope of cum came shooting out of his hole.

"how could he still have that much cum" I thought as the huge blast of sperm struck my pussy almost exactly and splashing up onto my stomach and dress while some of it dripped once again onto the seat.

His next blast hit with even more force than the first one much of it going almost directly into my pussy the rest dripping down my ass crack.

He kept stroking as diminishing ropes of cum hit my pussy, my mound, and the seat. I loved every drop of warm cum that struck my body.

The feeling only helped to intensify my own orgasm that never really ended as I felt another strong wave of pleasure course through my body.

The intense pleasure of it had me digging my toes into the seat and almost squirting again. The towel I had placed on the seat earlier caught some of our combined cum, but we were going to need a cleaner soon.

The backseat was looking like a porn movie set.

As both of our cums finally diminished Tommy leaned right on top of me and kissed me deeply brushing my hair off of my sweaty forehead.

We made out for a few minutes. Before I glanced toward the front seat and smiled.

Once again today we had gotten away with hot sex right under my husband's nose. The sex was so much more dangerous and hot because of it.

I took some of the cum on my belly and mound and lifted it up to my lips savoring the delicious flavor that was my son's cum. The rest of the cum on my body would just have to wait until I could get to a shower.

After a few more kisses we managed to pry ourselves off of each other long enough to get dressed again and repositioned ourselves onto the seat only, this time, I didn't resume sitting on his lap.

Instead I just kind of sat up in the corner of the seat and Tommy leaned into me my arms embracing him like any mother would her son.

Only our embrace was a million times more meaningful because it was not just the embrace of a mother and son it was the embrace of lovers.

Tommy and I were so exhausted after our marathon fuck all day that we both drifted off to sleep holding each other.

I don't even think Ben realized we had fallen asleep because I woke up one time and he was talking to nobody. "That could be useful tomorrow," I thought devilishly.

Then I also had a terrible thought. "He could also kill all of us in a fiery crash if you're not careful Kim."

I shuddered for a second thinking of Tommy and I fucking in the backseat as the car veered into oncoming traffic ending with a massive explosion just as Tommy was about to cum on me again.

The thought made me both scared and immensely turned on at the same time.

We arrived at the motel just after dusk. I looked down at my phone and saw it was 7:30 pm. My husband barely managed to pull into a spot near the back.

He then got out of the Jeep and stumbled towards the desk.

Seeing him leave I quickly climbed over my son and got out. My dress was sticking to my body where Tommy's cum had dried.

I looked around for a second then immediately began to unzip Tommy's fly and remove his cock. Holding it in my hand, it began to rise. I am always amazed at the feeling of a cock slowly swelling in your hands.

Feeling it get hotter and bigger with every heartbeat of my son. Tommy began to stir just as I put my lips around his dick once again.

He looked down at me and smiled, "what a way to wake up huh baby" I thought wickedly.

Removing his cock from my lips, I said: "look out for your father."

"Ok mom," he said barely able to keep his eyes open from the pleasure of my lips around his warm cock...

After about 3 minutes just as I was about to do my deep throat trick again. Tommy whispered.

"Dad."

I reluctantly stopped sucking him off and grabbed a bag off of the backseat pretending to have been searching for it.

Ben was so drunk I didn't even need to bother. I turned to Ben and asked in my best loving wife voice.

"Did you get two rooms, honey?"

"Yeah, only they are on different sides of the motel. Here" Ben said throwing a card key over towards Tommy who caught it as he exited the Jeep.

"You take the one way over on the other side I ain't walkin that far. You two probably slept the whole fuckin way while I drove" He said starting to slur his words a bit.

"I'm sorry baby" I teased. "I'll make it up to you tonight" as I ran my hand up and down his chest a little.

"Maybe after a shower, we can all go get something to eat? Then Tommy can rent a movie or something while we catch up" I continued to run my hand up and down his body stopping at his crotch for a bit of a rub. Tommy glared at me.

"What the hell has gotten into you Kim," Ben said quizzically. "Where was this woman before?" Then he smiled and said "Yeah shower and food sounds great" he paused and added, "how about some beer too."

"Sure baby, you're not driving tonight why not relax a bit" I continued to massage his chest and smiled seductively at him.

Tommy looked like he could melt rocks with his gaze. As he watched me with my husband.

The truth is there was no fucking way I was going to sleep with Ben tonight.

My plan was to get him even drunker so he would pass out then I could have Tommy all to myself with no fear of getting caught.

As we broke off heading towards our rooms, Tommy looked over at me with anger. I winked at him and behind Ben's back gave him the finger.

I think Tommy understood what I was trying to tell him as his expression changed a little then he looked down and headed towards his room on the other side of the motel.

Entering our room, we put our bags down on the bed. Ben immediately looked in the fridge to see if there was any booze. Sadly, for both our plans there wasn't any. I said,

"I'm first in the shower baby I promise I won't be long."

"Better fuckin not be," he said with a grunt. "I want to get something to eat then later you are going to have something to eat," he said grabbing his crotch with a wink.

It took all I had to smile and say "I can't wait big boy" and I hurried into the bathroom to shower.

Letting the hot water run over my body for a minute felt great as I finally felt clean. The sponging off I had given myself at the restroom was just to clean the basic cum and sweat off me.

This was a million times better. I could finally thoroughly wash the cum out of my hair with shampoo.

It excited me to think that I had conversations with Ben while Tommy's cum was still drying in my hair in spots.

I had done my best at the rest stop but you can only do so much in a bathroom sink, and I had felt the sticky spots in my hair all the way to the motel.

Just as I was rinsing my hair, I heard the bathroom door open followed by the curtain being drawn and someone entering the shower.

"Fuck," I thought. With soap still in my eyes, I couldn't see anything.

Then I felt an enormous cock pushing up against my ass and a strong hand forcing me forward. I put my hands on the wall to brace myself.

I still couldn't see anything, and I figured this was it.

"I told you, baby, let's wait until tonight then I will really take care of you," I said in my best seductive voice.

"I couldn't wait until later," my husband said slurring his words considerably now. "He must have drunk that whole flask," I thought. I wanted him drunk later not now.

I tried to move a little bit forward to get away from his huge hard on. Running my face under the water I tried to rinse the soap and shampoo out of my eyes as quickly as I could.

"I KNOW YOU BITCH."

"Wh-"is all I got out.

Then I felt a huge hand on my back and Ben pushed me very hard up against the shower wall.

"Now stand fucking still. I want what my son had for hours today" he roared.

I saw stars for a second as my head was pushed into the wall. The next thing I felt was his horse cock beginning to rub against my pussy from behind.

"Stop fucking squirming. You tellin me that your pussy is good enough for my son but not good enough for the one who made your son" he grabbed me by the back of my hair hard pulling me closer to him.

"Do you know how fuckin hard it was not to stop the car and beat the living shit out of you two? Pretending not to notice as you walked bare ass naked to the fuckin bathroom"

He pulled my hair harder almost his alcoholic breath on my cheek.

"I really wanted to kill you both, I actually thought about running the whole fucking car off the road, but then I thought no, death is too good for you."

"I own you now you fucking bitch. I am going to make you do things to me that'll make you wish you were dead. You know how much I hate anal, look what you're making me do?" He said pushing his cock into my ass.

"Oh fuck," I thought we had been careful all day, but the reality hit me as hard as the ham hock that just pushed me into the wall. Tommy and I had taken chances all day.

The pure sexual excitement of fucking him in multiple positions just inches away from Ben had lured us toward tempting fate one too many times today and Ben had noticed.

How could he not? I now realized that the noises and sexual innuendoes we had shared all day were blatantly obvious to just about anyone especially a jealous husband.

"How could we have been so stupid" Realizing that tempting fate had brought me to this point.

I accepted the consequences of my actions and resigned myself to allowing Ben to basically rape me.

At over 300 pounds of muscle and fat, Ben was too big for me there was no way I could ever hope to escape this. I resigned myself to my fate and closed my eyes.

With no lube and Ben's huge cock forcing his way into my ass I could feel every inch of his huge cock penetrating me.

It hurt, a lot but it also felt good. I hated myself for thinking that but it did. "You are such a slut Kim"

The combination of pain and desire I felt had tears running down my face and my pussy leaking at the same time.

I couldn't help it I was mortified and turned on at the same time.

If Ben only knew that there was a part of me that actually wanted to be fucked in the ass things may have been different.

Just then someone knocked on the door of the motel room.

"Hello mom, dad" Tommy's voice came through the door. "you guys ready or what I'm starved."

I started to answer but was cut off by my husband's huge right hand.

"Gonna be a couple minutes your mom's drying her hair."

A pause. "Ok, then can I come in and wait with you I want to hear more about the big game?"

I tried to speak, but Ben's hand had covered my mouth I could've squirmed away at that moment, but my inner slut took over, and I pushed back into Ben's cock sending his cock even further up my ass.

Part of me wanted to get fucked in the ass while Tommy was right outside the door.

"Mmph," I managed to get out. No way Tommy could hear that.

"Ah no son I'm not dressed either" Ben managed to say trying to get his cock in me as I squirmed around in front of him.

"Ain't nothing I haven't seen before Dad," Tommy said sounding a little pissed now.

"Jesus son just get the fuck outta here, and we'll come find you when we're ready." He snarled.

"Dad what is going on? Why won't mom answer?"

"I told you she is drying her hair now you better get the fuck outta here before I get mad, we'll come find you at your room in a while."

"Okay, what the fuck is going on Dad? I don't hear any hair dryer. You better open this door right fucking now, or I'm gonna break it down myself."

"you little fucking shit, I know you ain't man enough to talk to me like that to my face."

"Open the door and find out fatman."

"You son of a bitch. I'm gonna put my foot so far up your ass."

Ben released me pulling his huge cock out of my ass and began climbing out of the shower as he did his foot caught on the edge of the tub and he went down hard.

There was a tremendous thud as his huge naked body fell head first onto the floor. I looked down, and there was absolutely no movement at all. Ben's body was completely motionless.

"Oh fuck he's dead, Jesus he's dead," I thought as tears welled up in my eyes.

I was overcome with so many conflicting emotions at that moment. I was relieved to be ok. I was so very happy that my son had just saved me from almost being raped by my own husband.

I was also fuming with Ben for having almost done this to me and although I couldn't tell Tommy this my pussy was still wet.

Finally, though seeing him lying face down on the floor, I was panic-stricken that he might be dead. After everything, he was still the mother of my child and my husband of 19 years.

Tears flowing from my eyes now I just stood there naked looking down at Ben not being able to move in a tearful daze almost.

"Mom, mom," my son's voice coming from the door. His fists pounding on it furiously. "what's wrong mom, I heard a noise."

His voice breaking me from my daze I hurriedly stepped over my husband and went to the door still naked and opened it.

"I think he's dead I cried" falling into Tommy's strong arms. Sobbing uncontrollably.

"What, what the fuck do you mean he's dead"

Tommy's anger now replaced with concern for his father. He gently moved me over to the bed and sat me on it. Then disappeared into the bathroom. There was dead silence for what seemed like ages.

Then Tommy returned with a dry towel and a solemn look on his face. He came over to me and said

"Mom put this on now" I took the towel from him and timidly asked, "Is-is he dead?"

There was a slight pause from Tommy then "No."

"I think he is knocked out cold, but he has a pulse and if I remember anything from playing football he probably has a concussion but he is not dead" he almost sounded a little disappointed.

"Thank god' I said and burst into more tears. Holding Tommy for the support, I buried my head in his lap.

As much as I might never forgive him for doing what he did to me, I still didn't want him dead. Through my tears, I said,

"He knows baby, he knows."

"What?"

"He knows that we were fucking, he said so right before he tried to rape me." The look on Tommy's face went from shock to anger upon hearing the word rape. I couldn't tell him that part of me had actually enjoyed it.

"He fucking what" with that Tommy began to stand up and move towards the bathroom.

"No, please don't, just don't. Haven't we done enough today?" I pulled his arm, and he allowed me to pull him back onto the bed.

"I don't know if I can forgive him for what he did, but you and I aren't exactly without fault here" He seemed to understand, but there was still a look of irritation on his face.

"Fine but I am not apologizing mom. Maybe what we did to him was wrong but what you and I shared today was something more." He paused and looked down then said:

"I-I love you, mom, I mean I really love you as a woman and as a mom."

I looked down not knowing how to respond and the pressure of everything that had happened in the last 24 hours just overtook me. I fell into his shoulder and sobbed like a child.

Finally, after a couple of minutes of sobbing, I lifted my head up and looked straight into Tommy's eyes and kissed him deeply and passionately.

This was more than a sex kiss there was definitely something being shared between us at that moment. The emotions I was feeling were like a roller coaster at Cedar Point.

I was relieved that Ben wasn't dead and thankful to Tommy for being here and taking care of me and "Goddammit" I was still horny.

Jesus, I couldn't help myself I wanted Tommy at that moment more than anything I'd ever wanted in my entire life. But there was also great love in that kiss.

Love that went beyond mother and son, it went beyond two lovers, it was almost like at that very moment I realized I had found my soulmate.

"this is stupid" I thought as I continued to kiss him deeply.

"Sure he's sexy as hell and what we did in the backseat was beyond incredible, but soulmate?" That was ridiculous I didn't even really believe in that sort of thing.

But here I was making out with my son with my husband lying unconscious on the bathroom floor contemplating true love with my only son.

Tommy finally broke our kiss.

Pushing me away gently he said "we need to call 911, it's likely dad has a concussion he needs to get to the doctor now. There is a bone sticking out of his right arm, he must have used it to break his fall."

I stared at him open-mouthed not believing what I just heard. Tommy continued "it's also likely that people heard the commotion and if they haven't already the soon will call 911 or at least the front desk. We need to call first."

"Okay," I said weakly the immense pressure of everything that had transpired in the last 10 minutes compounded with the entire day was simply too much for me.

I just relinquished control over to Tommy who seemed to know just what to do.

Soon after calling 911.

Tommy helped me to quickly dress. Then he put his hand on my cheek and said "just tell them that he fell getting out of the shower and that you called me because you didn't know what else to do.

It'll be alright mom I promise, everything will be okay" He then turned and left going outside to wait for the ambulance.

I sat on the edge of the bed contemplating the vast reality of what had happened. Then I heard a groan from the bathroom.

Not even thinking I got up and went to Ben lying on the floor. "hun are you okay" I said trying to keep him from moving.

I might as well have been trying to pull a train with my teeth. Ben began to push himself up off the floor groaning and wincing in pain trying to use his broken arm.

"wha-what hap- "and he fell back down again. Not nearly as hard as the first time but hard enough to actually knocking himself out again. Looking at him I felt both anger and pity.

"you motherfucker," I said finding my nerve. "how could you try to do that to me" I almost screamed at him. "why do you have to drink so much" tears now beginning to form in my eyes.

"I-I'm sorry it it just happened," I said sniveling tears rolling down my face now. My emotions were all over the place.

Thankfully the paramedics arrived with my son in tow just then because I wasn't sure what I was about to do.

"Ma'am we need you to move away so we can help him okay, "said an older man with a red beard dressed in a paramedic suit. I got up and walked toward the room.

The paramedics spent a couple of minutes getting his vitals and putting a neck brace on him. They braced his arm with the bone sticking out.

Then they gave Ben a shot which I surmised was some sort of pain medication. I had to look away.

As horrible as what he had tried to do to me I was still his wife and the kind of pain he would be feeling I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy.

After satisfied that they had stabilized him enough for transport, they did their best to lift him onto the gurney. Even with Tommy helping them my husbands 300 pounds was not easy to lift.

Finally getting him on, covered and strapped in they lifted the stretcher up onto its wheels and began taking him out to the ambulance.

They asked me if I wanted to ride with them to the ER. I said my son would drive me.

Now following in the Jeep behind the ambulance me in the backseat and Tommy driving I again felt guilty looking around the backseat.

This is where only hours earlier Tommy and I had fucked like wild animals while Ben drove the car seemingly oblivious to the incestuous action right behind him.

"Only he hadn't been oblivious. He had known, but for how long? Why hadn't he stopped the car and kicked us both out or stopped the car and beat the shit out of us?" The latter being more his style.

"Because he was going to make you his slave," I thought. If he only had realized years ago how much I liked to fuck then, maybe none of this would have every happened.

I pulled the bathrobe I was wearing tighter around my body. I was still only dressed in a towel underneath and flip flops on my feet, and it had gotten chillier since the sun went down.

"Dammit, why hadn't I changed before we left?" It was too late now at any rate we were nearing the hospital. I could see the bright lights up ahead on the left.

Tommy pulled into the emergency parking area and did something that Ben hadn't done for me since our first date. He got out and opened the door for me.

This was just a tiny little thing, but it signified his level of respect and love for me.

Despite everything that had just happened, I got another little tingle in my pussy and butterflies in my stomach.

There was no denying it any longer I was falling in love with my son.

The ambulance pulled up to a different entrance and quickly wheeled Ben into another door.

Tommy and I went in the main emergency entrance and went to the check-in desk. Thankfully there was nobody ahead of us.

We explained that the ambulance had just brought my husband in, and they went to check on the drivers.

Tommy and I were left to sit alone in the small office for about 5 minutes. During that time his hand crept over to mine and held it.

His tender touch of my fingers sent another shiver down me, and I moved his hand up towards the opening in my robe.

Placing his hand on my breast, he needed no further encouragement as he began to massage and fondle my tits. "I'm such a slut," I thought my pussy again dripping.

Soon I was breathing heavy, and my nipples were as hard as his cock had been earlier. His hand then moved lower to my pussy and just as he was beginning to rub his fingers over my now very wet pussy the check in nurse returned.

We hastily got ourselves back together.

She sniffed the air for a second with a slightly puzzled expression then seemed to drop it, and she spoke to us.

"Okay we still need to do some tests and x-rays to be sure but it looks like your husband has sustained a concussion, and a severe break in his right ulna" she paused.

"Right now the bone protruding from his wrist and the concussion are the most series problems. His is in pre-op as we speak the damage to the bone requires immediate surgery. She paused again looking at me.

I just said a quietly "okay."

"The next thing they need to do is stabilize his brain swelling, the doctors plan on one very long surgery to accomplish this.

They will fix his arm and then immediately move him into brain surgery to try and reduce the swelling. You should know ma am that he may have sustained some memory loss."

Again my only response was "okay" it was Tommy who asked the adult questions about his father.

"Is he going to be okay?"

"The doctors believe that the prognosis is good for both surgeries."

"How long will the surgery last for."

"It should take approximately 8-10 hours barring no complications. We are stabilizing your husband now and waiting on the trauma surgeon to arrive, it should be at least an hour or two before he even goes into surgery.

You are welcome to see him before he goes in, but we have already given him anesthesia to prevent any further damage to himself."

"Is-is our insurance going to cover this?" Tommy asked tentatively.

"That is what I am checking on now, I have sent a request to your company, and the response should be back in a few moments.

While we wait there is another matter and mind you it is just a formality based on what you have told us but" she motioned through the window.

"you need to file an official report with the police"

Just then a large burly man not unlike Ben stepped into the office and sat on the chair next to the nurse's desk.

He was dressed in full Arizona State Trooper gear complete with the big hat and sunglasses hanging from his pocket.

"Good evening folks I am sorry to have to meet you under these circumstances, but here we are. Let's just try, to be honest with each other and everything should as be normal as it can get; okay?"

He smiled a not unpleasant smile and put out his hand to both of us, we each shook his hand, and he said. "I am Trooper Simmons."

Over the next 20 minutes, we went through the standard name, address, phone numbers stuff and began to convey our story.

We, of course, left out the parts about our incest and why my husband tried to rape me.

Our version was more like, Ben came into the shower to get frisky and fell. I panicked and did not answer the door right away and so Tommy became concerned and started knocking harder to get in.

Before we left the motel, we quickly checked to see if anyone had been staying in the rooms around us and thankfully there wasn't.

All somebody would have heard was Tommy yelling through the door to come in if they heard even that.

After we had finished the trooper seemed satisfied with the story and our answers to his questions.

He closed his book and told us he hoped that Ben would be okay and gave us his card in case we thought of anything else.

The nurse then led us out into the waiting room and offered us some coffee. "small town hospital's" I thought. "you won't get a nurse offering you coffee in the big cities" I smiled a little for the first time since Ben's accident.

During all of this, I realized that I had come to a decision. I still loved Ben, but I also loved Tommy. In separate but equal ways. I wanted both of them. I know that Ben had been a complete ass these last couple of days, but he wasn't always like that.

I'm not some kind of battered wife that is trying to justify staying with her husband. I don't know if what happened in the shower could even be called rape, but it was definitely crossing a line, and if Ben remembered anything later, we were going to talk about it.

There were plenty of times in our marriage that he was the best husband a girl could ask for and even though Tommy couldn't see it now he was a good father.

Things had just gotten screwed up, and some of that had been my fault.

Today was a perfect example of that, I had allowed my body to control my actions instead of my brain. However, I was not done with Tommy either.

Things had changed, and they were going to stay that way. I just had to figure out how to make it all work. As I was thinking about all of these things, the nurse returned with our steaming cups of coffee.

Sipping our coffee and sitting there in the waiting room Tommy once again took my hand in his only this time there was nothing really sexual about it.

Just a son giving comfort to his mother only there was more to it. Our eyes met, and it was like I looking at him as a real man for the first time.

"I'm so proud of how you took charge in there baby. I was a complete wreck, I'm sorry." Tears started to well up again.

"Mom" he put his hand to my cheek brushing away the tears and looked around for a second.

"It's okay. I am going to take care of you now. Fuck him and what he tried to do to you.

If it were up to me, I would tell them to castrate the son of a bitch with no amnesia." He said through clenched teeth.

"Don't say that about your father hun."

"You really want to forgive him for what he tried to do to you," he asked.

"Honey he wasn't always like that, he was a good man once, and he helped raise you into the person you are. I just think that many things never went quite the way he wanted them to in his life and became bitter about all of it."

"You add in the booze and" I paused. "him somehow noticing what we did today. I think he just went over the edge." Seeing Tommy's look of confusion, I continued.

"I know it's hard for you to understand this but no matter what there will always be a part of me that loves your father. I know what he did today was uncontainable, but I have to forgive him."

I put a hand on his chin and slowly turned it towards mine. "we are not without guilt here either you know."

Tommy didn't say anything then "so you want to stop?"

I smiled immediately "Hell fucking no baby. I want you to fuck me silly every chance we get."

"Something has started between us now, and it can't be turned off. I-I don't know how I feel, but I know this I want to keep doing what we did today. But" again I paused.

"I don't know what is going to happen with my marriage to your father. Whether he remembers what happened today or not. I just can't abandon him like this."

"Maybe in the future, we will see when he is better, and we have all had a chance to lay our cards on the table but not now and not like this. And you need to forgive him and help out too."

He looked at me confused. "I don't know if I can," he said.

"You can and you will," I said as if the matter was closed.

"He is your father, and while he is not perfect, he fed, clothed and raised you in the best way he knew how."

I ran a hand up and down his muscled chest. "Do you think you would've had a body like this without him pressuring you to play sports?"

"Do you think you would've had the balls to" I looked around the room again. "To fuck your mother in the backseat, without his influence?"

"He taught you how to be a man, and you learned your lessons well. I think that is why I am so attracted to you. You remind me of a smarter younger version of him."

I was just about to kiss him and probably make another mistake when the nurse walked up to us.

"You can see him now. Remember he is not awake and under heavy anesthesia so keep it brief."

We were led through the big automatic doors you have to push a wall switch to get through. Then down a long corridor towards the surgery unit.

Then the nurse led us into a spotless room with a lot of machines beeping and flashing. In the middle on a very sophisticated looking gurney was Ben.

He didn't look quite so big and menacing laying there unconscious. I really did feel sorry for him at that moment despite it all. I had meant what I said to Tommy we needed to forgive him, and I hoped maybe he could forgive us.

I touched his hand and said "I'm sorry baby. You be strong now okay? This is nothing compared to what happened when you were younger."

Then I said. "I love you, honey." And I pulled away tears falling from my face.

I heard Tommy "D-Dad your gonna be okay. You don't let anyone get the best of you and you better not start now" he said almost angrily.

Then almost choking up "I-I love you dad, and I'm sorry" I almost could see a slight hint of a smile on Ben's face, but that was, of course, impossible because he was deep under.

We then were led to the surgery waiting area. The nurse again told us that it would be 8 to 10 hours before he was out of surgery and we were welcome to do whatever we wish, stay, leave or sleep.

"Jesus what a crazy day," I thought to myself. At different points, during the last 24 hours, I had hated and loved my husband in equal amounts.

I had gone from an ordinary housewife who had sex maybe once a week to fucking my own son multiple in the backseat of our Jeep.

Looking over at Tommy I saw that he most likely had experienced an equivalent roller coaster of emotions today.

I knew one thing for sure I wasn't done with Tommy. Whatever had started between us was going to continue no matter the consequences.

"We need to get a few things from the car," I told the nurse. As we exited the hospital, I took his hand in mine and looked up at him and smiled. He looked a little puzzled.

"what is it, mom."

"Don't you see Tommy?" I grabbed his crotch.

"Now we can really fuck." And I kissed him long and deep not caring who was around.

The End of part 3

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Authors notes

Okay, I know that some people may not be happy about the way things worked out in this chapter. Believe me, I get it.

I really struggled with the decisions that were made writing this one, and I almost changed it.

However, I think it is right to stay true to the story that came out as I wrote.

I am writing a story that has sex in it not a sex story.

All of that being said. Fans of the sexier parts I can promise you there will be a lot of fucking in part 4, in fact, the tagline will be "Now we can really fuck."

I already have started to write part 4 and I will try not to make you wait very long.

If you have suggestions for later parts, please comment or send them to me.

Thank you all for following and enjoying the story.

-R

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