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 Title: I Want Mom Too!


Summary: Jimmy catches his mother having sex....with his brother!


Keywords: inc,fic







   Karen's heart pounded with excitement as she took the left onto her
street.  She felt like a giddy teenager.  Sneaking out of work early,
something she hadn't done in a long time, to go home and get laid.

   This would be her and Jeff's last chance to fool around without having
to sneak and worry about getting caught.  They were picking Jimmy up at the
airport at four.  Once they did their sex life over the summer would
consist of planning around whenever Jimmy went out with friends.

   That-along with having to sleep alone-was going to be tough on both of
them.  Even after close to a year of being lovers, they fucked like
rabbits. With him, Karen was insatiable.  Fucking more now at forty four
than she ever had when she was younger, and she hadn't exactly been vanilla
then either.

   She just couldn't get enough of his hard young cock, and his desire to
please her in every way.  On the rare occasions he wasn't after her, she
would quickly peak his interest by dropping to her knees for him.

   She wanted him any chance she could have him.  In her mouth, her pussy,
even on occasions her ass.  Karen was his personal porn star giving him
all, and sometimes more, than he could handle.  She couldn't wait to see
Jimmy.  She hadn't seen her youngest son since Christmas break, and having
him home all summer was going to be wonderful.  But seriously frustrating,
and awkward.

   That's why they had both planned on getting out of work early today.  A
hot fuck, then a nap where they would curl up, and sleep together for what
most likely would be the last time until Jimmy went back to Florida.

   All she'd thought about this morning was coming home to Jeff's skilled
fingers, eager tongue, and always ready cock.  Here she was senior analyst
at a large investment firm, sitting at the head of the conference table
thinking about giving head, and squirming in her seat while leading the
weekly meeting.

   The fact she knew all the men and women who with her thought she was a
tight assed frigid bitch who wouldn't know what to do with a dick if it was
put in front of her added to Karen's excitement of knowing what she was
like at home.

   Karen, the stereotyped bitch in control business woman, was a wild milf
who was fucking the brains out of a beautiful young man young enough to be
her son.  That last thought caused a sly smile to cross her face.  as she
fought not to speed down the length of the street towards her house.

   She'd said that to Robin, her longtime best friend and coworker.  That
she was a cougar playing with a cub.  Robin had asked for more details
about her secret lover's age, and she had coyly replied, "A couple years
older than Jimmy."

   Robin had wanted a pic.  A little drunk at the time, and desperate to
brag to someone, at least as much as she could, she showed her a picture of
Jeff.  It was from the neck down.  Naked, his huge cock hard in his hand as
he showed it off.

   The look of lust on Robin's face had caused a wave of heat through her,
and when she asked if she could meet her young stud, Karen had refused. 
She had smiled inwardly at the thought Robin had met him many times.  She
just didn't know it.  She never could, nor could anyone else.

   That was the one downside and it was a huge one, especially huge where
Jimmy was concerned.

   "Not now." Karen said aloud, she'd spent the last year dwelling on that
with no satisfactory solution in sight and she wasn't going to ruin this
afternoon with it.

   Karen frowned when she pulled into the driveway and didn't see Jeff's
huge black Chevy pickup there.

   "Call Jeff." She commanded, and listened to the sound of ringing through
the speakers of her Lexus.

   The phone rang several times before Jeff's voice mail came on.

   "Hey, Jeff, I just got home, you know, where you're supposed to be?"
Karen paused then moaned.  "I'm horny, baby; don't make me start without
you!"

   She got out of the car and walking across the lawn waved to Bill and
Joe, the two teenage boys who lived next door.  As always they gave her
huge waves and big smiles.  As she past them she could feel their eyes on
her.

   She was dressed in her best business sexy as she referred to it.  Her
skirt wasn't inappropriately short, but was several inches above the knee.
The four inch Prada heels doing great things for her well shaped legs.

   The skirt was on the tighter side, and she knew as she walked up the
porch stairs they were getting a good look at it hugging her firm ass. 
Karen went running with Jeff twice a week, and took yoga classes to stay in
shape.  She wanted to look good for her boy, but didn't mind seeing other
men-or over heated teenagers- watching her.

   Her red button down blouse was tight enough to show off her ample chest,
and feeling playful she had undone an extra button at the office which was
just enough to show off a hint of the red lace trim of her bra.

   Cock tease was something she was sure went along with bitch throughout
the office.  Of course only a bitch because she wasn't giving it to them.
Normally Karen didn't dress this sexy-unless a high end client was coming
in and she wanted any edge she could get.  But having a hot nooner planned
had encouraged her to dress a little frisky today.

   She paused at the mailbox next to the front door, knowing Bill and Joe
were no doubt still watching her.  It wasn't as much fun as when they spied
on her from their upstairs window while she lay by the pool, but in her
current state, just knowing they were looking had her wound up.

   Knowing it was absurd, but deciding to shelve work Karen for the weekend
and let her playful side come out, she removed the red clip from her hair
and shook it out.  Her long sandy brown hair cascaded down her back, and
she laughed softly at the image of her young admirers seeing this in slow
motion like a cheesy movie.

   Karen added another immature, but fun thrill by 'dropping' her keys. 
She bent to pick them up, giving her ass a little wiggle for her audience.
She straightened quickly, and turned around, smiling when they immediately
spun around pretending they hadn't been gawking.

   She entered the house still smiling, she loved this giddy young girl
feeling she had rediscovered over the last year.  Karen tossed her purse
and keys onto the coffee table and passing through the living room walked
down the hall and into her bedroom.

   Closing the door behind her, more to get in the habit of doing so again
for the next few weeks, Karen slipped off her heels and walked over to the
bed eyeing the night stand where she kept her vibrator.  She hadn't been
kidding in her message, she might start without him.

   She let that image run through her mind, Jeff coming in to find her
naked on the bed.  Her legs spread while she drove the vibrator deep inside
her, and used the silver bullet on her clit.  At that point she would make
him watch her get herself off and wouldn't let him touch her until she
came.

   Her nipples stiffened at the thought and she began to unbutton her
blouse.

   "Hey sexy why don't you let me do that?"

   "Jesus!" Karen exclaimed, spinning around to see Jeff sitting in her
reading chair by the window, she hadn't even noticed him there.  "I didn't
think you were home."

   "Joe was down a truck so I told him he could use mine the rest of the
day.  He dropped me off an hour ago."

   "God you look good." She whispered, sucking on her lower lip as Jeff
rose, and came over to her.

   Jeff worked as a mason for a construction company.  He was out in the
sun all day and most of the time shirtless.  Right now, wearing only a pair
of torn jeans, his well muscled and deeply tanned body was on full display.
His short black hair looked damp as if he'd showered recently.  As he
approached, a warm feeling grew between her thighs.

   Putting her hands on his chest, Karen admired the way her long red nails
looked on his skin and sighed, "I'm so going to miss you the next few
weeks."

   "That's why we're playing hooky," He flashed a big smile.  "So I can
give you a good hard fuck before we start sneaking around."

   "Fuck me?" Karen widened her already large brown eyes in mock surprise.
"How crude, you kiss your mother with that mouth?"

   "Any chance I get." His smile softened, and he kissed her gently.  "And
anywhere she'll let me."

   Slipping her arms around his neck, she looked up into his deep ocean
blue eyes, "Anytime you want, and anywhere you want, baby." She kissed him,
a slow lingering one.

   Karen knew they'd be fucking hard and fast, but for a moment she wanted
to enjoy her oldest son's sweet kiss.  "Your mother's pretty easy you
know."

   "Good, because her son's pretty hard."

   Jeff kissed her once more, this time grabbing the back of her head, and
pulling her hair roughly as his tongue drove into her mouth.  Karen pressed
against him, pushing her aching nipples into his chest, goddamn, she was
over dressed!

   Jeff's hand left her hair, and she gasped when he cupped her ass in his
hands, and gave it a hard squeeze.  His hands trailed lower until they
reached the hem of her dress.  Sliding under it, he ran his hands along the
backs of her thighs.

   "Oh, fuck." She moaned when he fondled her bare ass cheeks.  He deftly
slid her thong to the side and she cried out when two of his fingers ran
through her pussy.

   "Damn, you're wet." He buried his face in her neck, kissing and sucking
her creamy skin.

   "I'm always wet for my son." She groaned, thinking in the beginning she
had sworn they would call each other by name when they were lovers.  Leave
it at mom outside of the bedroom.

   But the fact was as wrong as it seemed to be having sex with her son; it
was a damn turn on and hot thrill to acknowledge exactly who it was keeping
her satisfied.  Besides, would not saying it make it change what it really
was?

   "That's because my mom's a dirty little slut isn't she?"

   "Your slut." She slipped her hand between them and grabbed his cock
through his jeans.  "I'm a slut for my son's cock." She rubbed it causing
him to groan into her neck, "You complaining?"

   "I only have one complaint." He replied, his tongue playfully flicking.
"You have too many clothes on."

   Putting his hands on her shoulders, he roughly spun her around.  The
strength in his hands, and the way he easily man handled her made her pussy
gush.

   Slipping one arm around her slender waist, he pulled her back against
him and moved her hair to the side.  He resumed kissing her, but this time
softly along the delicate curve of her neck.

   "I like that." She purred while working her ass, grinding into his hard
cock.

   "I love doing this." He said in her ear as he unbuttoned her blouse.  "I
love stripping you out of your fancy clothes, and fucking you like dirty
pig."

   "What do you mean like one?" She giggled.

   Like Jeff calling her mom, hearing him talk dirty to her added even more
excitement to their taboo relationship, but only because she knew how
deeply he loved her and it was just for a naughty thrill.

   He un-tucked her blouse from her skirt and sliding it down her arms
began kissing the top of her shoulder.  Karen sighed contentedly while her
blouse dropped to the floor and his rough, callused hands slid up her flat
stomach to cup her breasts.

   His lips trailed across her shoulder, then along her upper back to her
other arm.  His fingers teased her aching nipples through the red lace of
her bra and her hips worked harder into his crotch as she squirmed
impatiently against him.

   Jeff's hands slid around to her back and her heart raced as he unhooked
her bra.  He eased the straps down her arms and he pulled it away from her
and tossed it onto the floor, she smiled at their reflection in the mirror
over the bureau across from them.

   The sight of her standing there topless, her ample, and thankfully still
firm tits, exposed as her son stood behind her, planting sweet kisses along
the soft skin of her back.  Seeing him watching in the mirror as well she
cupped her breasts for him, sliding her thumbs along her rosy nipples.

   "How's your mother's tits look?"

   "Fucking perfect, just like the rest of you."

   His hands slipped under hers and she groaned as he squeezed her breasts
and took over playing with her nipples.  Karen wasn't small chested, but
Jeff's large hands completely covered them has he fondled her.

   She ran her hands up and down his forearms, admiring the hard muscles
beneath his tanned skin.  She was far more interested in the hard muscle
poking into her ass at the moment, but knew she would have to wait until he
was ready.

   Well, not really.  She could turn it around in a heartbeat.  Like any
good son, Jeff would always listen to his mother and would do anything she
asked, but she enjoyed letting him control the pace from time to time.

   Jeff sank to his knees behind her, his lips leaving a pleasant trail
down her back.  She giggled again when he managed to get the zipper to her
skirt between his teeth and pull it down.  His hands left her tits, but she
didn't mind as it was so he could ease her skirt down over her hips.

   She gave him a sexy shimmy, helping him push her skirt down to the
floor, then moaned when he squeezed her ass and kissed her cheeks.  His
fingers hooked into her thong and her breathing picked up as he eased it
down her thighs.

   Karen felt the thong peel away from her wet, sticky pussy and she once
again looked in the mirror, reveling in the sight of her now completely
naked for her son and him kneeling behind her.

   She yelped in surprise when he put her hands on her back and pushed her
hard, bending her over the bed.  Jeff spread her cheeks wide and Karen
cried out when he plunged his tongue into her ass.

   "Good boy." She moaned, as his tongue teased around her rosebud.  "Look
at you kissing your mother's ass."

   "Look at you, miss hot shot, letting your son give you a rim job." He
pushed his tongue into her ass and moved it in and out, fucking her with
it.

   "Hmm, if they only knew." Karen rocked back and forth, pushing his
tongue deeper into her tight asshole.  "What a kinky little slut I was and
with my son!"

   Jeff worked his tongue around her ass, then eased it lower, pushing it
into her sopping slit.  He swirled it around and Karen moaned when he
sucked hard, pulling her juices into his mouth.

   "Oh, yeah, give your mother a nice sloppy kiss" She purred.

   Jeff's tongue made a slow teasing journey through the wet folds of her
pussy before finally finding her throbbing clit.  Karen's hips jerked when
her sucked it hard, then worked his tongue in fast circles around it.

   "That's it, baby, make your trashy mom come in her son's face."

   Jeff's tongue danced over her clit, flicking side to side then up and
down, while sucking it hard in between.  Karen slid her arms beneath her
and grabbing her nipples, squeezed them as her son played her pussy like a
fine tuned instrument of desire.

   She'd been so horny today her thighs were already trembling and she was
squirming on the bed, moving her hips and trying to keep her clit under his
tongue as he swirled it around the edges, driving her wild.

   Keeping her cheeks spread, Jeff eased his hand closer between them and
pushed a finger into her ass.

   "Oh, fuck yeah!" She groaned as he pushed it so deep she felt his
knuckles against her ass cheek.

   Jeff sucked her clit hard and pumped his finger roughly in and out of
her ass.  Karen pinched her nipples and the next time he buried his finger
in her ass, she wailed like a banshee and bucked her hips wildly as her
orgasm exploded through her.

   Karen squealed and ground her convulsing pussy back into her son's
flickering tongue and thrusting finger as hard as she could, sending more
waves of pleasure crashing through her.  Jeff pushed his face into her ass
and sopping slit as he strived to keep her coming as long and hard as
possible.  God, he was such a good boy!

   Jeff proved just what a good son he was by standing up behind her,
unzipping and driving his long, thick cock inside her still quivering
pussy.

   "Fuck, that's deep!" She cried out when he squeezed her hips and slammed
into her.

   Jeff didn't tease or linger, instead he hammered away at her hard and
fast, pounding her pussy as the last waves of her orgasm were still flowing
through her.

   "Yes, oh, yes!" She called out, stretching her arms across the bed and
clutching the sheets, her knuckles turning white as she yelped and groaned
under the assault of her son's amazing cock.

   Jeff leaned over, sliding his hands along her back and pushing her down
into the bed.  "Yeah, just like that, mom." He breathed, "Face down, ass
up, just taking it."

   He grabbed hold of her hair and Karen moaned at the mixed wave of
pleasure and pain as he pulled it, yanking her head up from the bed.  He
fucked her even harder and she knew he'd pulled her head up so he could
hear her yelp as he ravaged her.

   "I'll take it any time you want to give it to me!" She moaned.  "As hard
and long as you want it."

   Karen lifted her left leg up onto the bed and stretched it out then
squealed as that angle pushed him even deeper.  Jeff grabbed her ankle,
bending her leg and lifting it as he continued to fuck her while still
holding her hair.  Damn, if the people at work could see her now.

   "Look at you, you dirty slut," Jeff groaned, "Getting fucked over the
bed." He let her hair go and made her release a high pitched howl when he
plunged his finger back into her ass.

   "I love it!" She moaned, "I love you fucking me, but if I'm such a slut
why hasn't your cock been in my mouth yet?"

   "I love how you think!" He laughed, easing his cock from inside her.

   Karen smiled as she pushed herself up to a standing position, then
turned and sat down on the edge of the bed.  Laughing during sex just
showed how much fun they had, how comfortable they were with each other.

   "Damn, this all for me?" She grabbed his cock, while looking up at him,
"This big hard cock for your mother?"

   "Yes." He said, a look of anticipation on his face, as she leaned close
and opened her mouth, over the dripping head of his cock, but didn't take
it in yet.

   She blew softly on it and felt him twitch in her hand.  Cupping his
balls she fondled them, feeling them tighten beneath her touch and noticing
how his entire body tensed.  A year later, Jeff still got this excited at
the thought of his mother sucking his cock and she loved it!

   She loved the dirtiness of it, the way he desired it and the fact his
long thick cock was nothing short of magnificent, was icing on the cake. 
Karen teased her son, and herself, by rubbing her oozing prick against her
cheek then turning her head back and forth, running it across her face.

   "How's your big dick look in my face?"

   "It would look better in your mouth." He slid his hands through her
hair, sending a shiver through her, "Or at least feel better." He winked.

   Karen pressed her red lips to his purple head and parting them, slowly
slid his spongy swollen flesh into her mouth.  She eased her mouth down his
hard shaft, and then bobbed her head, while pressing her tongue tightly
against him.

   "Hmm," Jeff sighed contentedly as his mother sat naked before him and
sucked his cock.

   His hands slid from her hair and she moaned around his fat dick when
they cupped her tits and he stroked her nipples.  She pushed his jeans down
his legs and kept moving her head in a slow steady rhythm as he stepped out
of them.

   Karen kept her hand son his hips and took him deeper while moving her
head faster.  She opened wide and made loud gurgling sounds as she his full
length into her eager mouth.

   "Fuck, mom." Jeff groaned as her lips encircled the base of his shaft
and she shook her head, swirling her tongue around him.  "Goddamn you can
suck cock."

   She eased him from her mouth, deliberately letting her spit fly, landing
on her chin and tits as well as hanging from his glistening cock.

   "Lot better than those little girls you were messing around with." She
pinned his cock against his stomach, "This is how a real woman gives a blow
job."

   Lowering her head, she sucked his balls into her mouth, sucking them
gently as she ran her tongue around them.  She lightly stroked his cock
while holding it and his hands tightened on her breasts as she worked his
balls in her mouth.

   She released them, then licked them hard, pressing her tongue against
them and moving back and before running it up the length of his shaft and
taking him back into her mouth.  This time Karen didn't play or tease.

   Jeff moaned loudly as she bobbed her head rapidly, deep throating him
each time, and making wet gagging sounds that were more for effect than her
being unable to take him.  His hips rocked, pushing his cock deeper and she
moaned, her brown eyes looking up through her lashes as her son fucked her
mouth.

   Jeff grabbed the sides of her head and pulling his cock out, shoved her
back onto the bed and slammed his cock into her welcoming pussy.  With a
delighted squeal, Karen lifted her legs and placed her feet on his chest.

   Jeff leaned forward, bending her legs back and lifting her ass off the
bed, drilling her even deeper as he hammered away at his mother's delighted
pussy.  As good as it felt, he made it even better by pressing his thumb to
her clit and rubbing it in hard fast circles as he continued pounding her.

   "Oh, God yeah!" She cried, grabbing her bouncing tits in order to tug on
her excited nipples.  "Make me come on that cock, baby!"

   Jeff pressed his thumb harder against her and lowering his head, opened
his mouth and sucked on the toes of her right foot.

   "Ohh, I like that!" She moaned, "You'll suck on any part of me won't
you?"

   "You always said to eat whatever you put in front of me." He breathed as
he continued fucking her with deliciously long hard strokes that felt
incredible.

   His thumb was doing amazing things for her clit and she pinched her
nipples harder, straining to win the race and come before he did.  It was
going to be a close finish as Jeff was making soft whimpering sounds each
time he drove into her and his hips were moving faster, now delivering
short hard pumps.

   She could feel his cock twitching inside her and he was breathing hard
as he fought to hold off for her.  Karen looked up from the sexy sight of
watching his long wet cock invade her pink slit, and she moaned at the
sight of her oldest son.

   Jeff' was sweating and the glistening moisture caused his muscles to
stand out even more as his hard young body strained with effort as he
fucked his mother just the way she needed it, long and hard!

   "Oh, oh, right there!" She arched her back and squeezed her nipples so
hard the pain made her yelp, "Just a little more, baby, just a little
....fuck!"

   Karen wailed as she came for the second time in ten minutes and this
time with her son inside her.  Her pussy contracted around his thrusting
cock as she thrust her hips hard into his, Jeff cried out.

   Karen squealed as his cock erupted inside her, flooding her quivering
pussy with a long hot stream of cum.  Jeff kept thrusting, each one ending
with his cock jerking inside her and sending another spurt of cum deep
inside her.

   "Oh, baby." She cried as she squirmed and writhed on the bed beneath him
as he continued to pound her while painting the walls of her pussy.  "God,
you feel so fucking good!"

   Jeff thrust inside her, but this time remained there, releasing a
precious little sound of pleasure as she contracted her pussy around him,
milking the last drops from his spent cock.  Karen lowered her legs to
dangle off the bed and releasing her nipples, sighed happily.

   "Damn, that is just what I needed!  I came hard," She smiled up at him,
"Twice!"

   "I do what I can." He leaned over and kissed her.

   "You do plenty, Jeff." She put her arms around him, holding him against
her, "You've been everything I've ever wanted this last year."

   "I hope I always will be." His confident smile now replaced by the sweet
shy smile she remembered so fondly from when he was younger.

   Jeff could play bad ass all he wanted; he was still his mother's sweet
boy.  Or at least as sweet as he could be with his dripping cock softening
inside his mother's satisfied pussy.  Jeff eased from inside her, and she
pushed up on the bed until she her head reached the pillow.

   With a satisfied purr, she stretched her arms over her head and arched
her back, she felt like a cat, warm, happy and completely content.

   "You going to nap with me, baby?"

   Jeff's answer was to dive onto the bed, making her laugh as he belly
flopped on the mattress before rolling over onto his back next to her.

   "Of course I'm going to stay in bed with you." He winked.  "Wouldn't
want to make you feel like a cheap slut and just get up and go."

   "What do you mean like a slut?" She giggled and rolled over on her side.
Draping her leg across his, she nuzzled her head into his chest, and put
her hand on his stomach.  Jeff wrapped his arm around her shoulders,
pulling her against him.

   "This is so nice." She kissed his neck and purred as her still hard
nipples pressed against him.  "Do you have any idea how good you feel?"

   "Hopefully as good as you feel next to me."

   "I love you Jeff." She leaned her head up to kiss him.  "With all my
heart, I love you, baby."

   "Love you too." He grinned, "You're the best girlfriend mom ever!"

   "You say the sweetest things." She relaxed into him.  "It's going to
hard not sleeping with you the next few weeks, honey and I don't mean just
sex.  I mean you not being in our bed with me."

   "I still love hearing you say our bed." He gave her another adorable
smile.  "And I know what you mean, this is better than sex." He paused. 
"Well, I mean, maybe..."

   "They're both amazing, Jeff." She told him, "I'm very happy with our
life together.  Happier than I'd ever thought I could be after your dad
passed away."

   "Not sure he would be." He sighed.

   "Let's not discuss that again." She said quietly.  "He wanted me to be
happy and loved.  I'm both."

   "Sorry." Jeff shrugged against her.  "Sometimes it still bothers me when
I think about how at the end he told me to make sure I looked out for you."

   "Well you are." She squeezed his cock, trying to keep the mood playful.
"Imagine all the trouble I'd get into if I didn't have this at home?"

   "True.  I guess I do keep you an honest woman, right?" They were both
silent for a few seconds before bursting out laughing.

   That was better.  There was no reason to keep opening the same
uncomfortable topic about what Jim senior would think of who it was keeping
her as happy as he'd said he'd wanted her to be.

   "You know mom," Jeff began.  "It's not just about the sleeping
arrangements, and the sex that are going to be tough."

   "No, it will be little things like kissing and being affectionate." She
agreed.  "We'll have to be careful."

   "That's not what I meant." He shook his head.  "It's the fact we're
lying to Jimmy."

   "We're not lying, honey." She said calmly, "We're just not..."

   "Telling him the truth." Jeff interrupted.  "Funny, that didn't work for
us when we were kids.  Hey, I didn't lie about breaking the window.  I just
didn't say I did it."

   "Don't get smart." Karen rolled her eyes.  "Just because you fuck me
doesn't mean I'm not still the parent here."

   "Wow, you should make that into some type of Hallmark card." He cracked.

   "Like I've said before, Jimmy is like everyone else.  He would never
suspect it so we don't have to tell anyone."

   "Jimmy's not everyone, he's family," Jeff didn't back off.  "Mom.  I
feel like an asshole doing this behind his back."

   "I know, Jeff." She propped herself up on her elbow to look at him.  "I
feel that way too, but again, he's never going to come up with it on his
own.  So why open up that can of worms?"

   "Because we're lying, and it's more than just not telling him.  I lie to
him anytime he asks me if I'm seeing anyone or if I've gotten lucky.  You
lie when he asks you if you've been dating."

   "I know, we lie to our friends too." She grunted.  "You still have that
cute girl who went away to college you tell the guys at work about?"

   "Yeah, and you have that guy you met at the gym you go out with here and
there.  Your friend with benefits." He slid up so he was leaning against
the headboard.  "But it's one thing to lie to other people, they're not my
little brother."

   "I appreciate you feel that way and would agree with you about anything
else, but would you really want him to know?" She pushed up to lean against
the headboard with him.  "Think about it, Jeff, how would he react?  What
would he think of us?"

   "He'd be shocked and upset at first.  But wouldn't it be worse if he
found out on his own?  Then it's lying and sneaking around on top of it."
He grinned at her.  "You and dad always told us lying just makes things
worse."

   "Jeez, stop throwing my own morals at me, will you?"

   She laughed, but it was forced.  Jeff was right about this, but then
again so was she.  There was no reason to risk how Jimmy saw his mom and
big brother.  Life was good, no it was great, why mess with it?

   "Okay, here's what I think." Jeff turned to face her, "If a couple of
months before we started sleeping together, someone said that, let's say
Miss Wilson, was screwing her son what would you have said?"

   "I'd have said poor Ronnie." She scrunched her face up.  "Betty Wilson
isn't exactly an attractive woman."

   "Seriously, mom." Boy he wasn't backing off this time.  "Be honest,
you'd have said it was sick."

   "You're right and that makes my point.  You want Jimmy to think we're
sick, want him to be disgusted with us?"

   "Nope, we make my point.  After our first time, we were both upset.  We
felt like we did something wrong and we blamed ourselves." He put his arm
around her shoulders and pulled her close.  "We got over that pretty quick
and we accept what we do."

   "True."

   "And know why?" "Tell me." She leaned her head on his shoulder.  "You
sound like you've been planning this conversation."

   "Because we love each other and always have.  Jimmy loves us, we're his
family.  He might get crazy at first, but he'd come around."

   "And if he doesn't he'll never come around again." Karen pointed out. 
"I'm not risking that, Jeff."

   "But..."

   "My turn." She cut him off.  "The reason we got over it is because we
are involved in it.  We know what we have, we know it might seem wrong, but
nothing's ever felt so right."

   "Jimmy will be looking outside in just like anyone else, and think it's
wrong.  He would be far more disgusted than a friend or neighbor because
we're his family and my biggest reason for keeping it quiet?"

   "What's that?"

   "The fact Jimmy can run.  He can hop right back on a plane or a bus and
go back to Florida and never come up here again."

   "You think he'd really disown us?" Jeff frowned, "I think you're
underestimating our family, mom.  When dad passed we all knew we were in
this together and had our parts to play.  Dad wanted nothing more than to
see Jimmy go to college and that's what he's doing."

   Jeff tapped his chest.  "He might have made noise he wanted me to go to
school, and not break my back the way he did, but you know he loved I went
to work with him and continued the family tradition."

   He squeezed her closer as he continued, "And he wanted me to be the man
of the house and help take care of you, and for you?  He wanted you to move
on and be happy." He shrugged.  "Maybe the fact you did that with me and I
took taking care of you a little too far, wouldn't be exactly what he
wanted.  We followed through in a way."

   "What does this have to do with how Jimmy would feel?" Karen asked, but
made no effort to move away from him, she loved nestling into him, he
always made her feel so safe and desired when he held her.

   "The point is with dad gone we're all closer than ever, in fact Jimmy
always says he feels bad he's not here with us, he feels like he left us
high and dry.  I think he'd understand, mom and we should give him the
chance to."

   "If Jimmy were here all the time I'd think you were right because there
would be no way he couldn't know." She sighed.  "Then again if he had never
left, maybe we wouldn't have gotten this close.  It worked out the way it
was meant to with him being gone."

   "But think about like this," Karen paused to coo as Jeff trailed his
fingers lightly down her bare shoulder.  There were times it still struck
her; here she was completely naked and in her son's arms.  As casual about
it as she had been with her husband.

   "Like what?" He asked and she realized she had allowed herself to get
lost in the contemplation of their taboo embrace.

   "We're only living a lie a few weeks a year.  Jimmy will be in school
down there for three more years.  He came up last Christmas."

   "Which was awkward as hell and you know it." Jeff said pointedly

   "I'm not saying this isn't awkward, but he stayed down in Florida for
spring break.  Now he's coming for the summer.  The most we'll ever have to
live like this is a couple months a year."

   "In person." Jeff sounded irritated, "Every time I talk to him he's
asking about who we're dating.  Asks how come I'm twenty two, and making
good money and not looking to move out.  I'm tired of lying."

   "So what do you want to do?  Next time he asks you answer all three by
saying 'I'm fucking mom, she's fucking me, and that's why I don't leave?'"

   "I wouldn't be that crude, mom.  We're not just fucking." He reached
across his lap and took her hand in his.  "We're in love."

   "That's so sweet." She kissed his cheek.  "You're right, we are, but
that might be harder to explain than the sex."

   "So what if Jimmy wants to come back up to Rhode Island after school? 
We going to tell him then, 'oh, by the way, three years ago your brother
and I started a relationship."

   "Christ, Jeff you're thinking three years from now?"

   "What if he gets tired of Florida and transfers here?  He'd want to come
back here, you going to try to not tell him while he lives here?"

   "Honey, that's a big if and if it comes to that we'll talk again, maybe
at that point we try to figure it out, but not now.  It's not worth it."

   "I feel like I'm ashamed of us." He admitted.

   Karen understood that feeling well and now saw where this was coming
from.  She yearned to tell her friends how happy she was and occasionally
told them of her sexual adventures with Jeff leaving out that one little
detail.  But she knew they could never tell anyone of their relationship.

   It was her plan once Jimmy was done with school and either stayed in
Florida or came home, but got on his own, to sell the house and her and
Jeff move to another state, start over and let people think they were just
a May December couple.  A cougar and her cub.  Maybe some dirty looks like
she was Mrs.  Robinson, but no one would know the truth.

   But that was down the line and for now the best thing in her life sadly
had to be her dirty secret.

   "I get it, Jeff, but I feel this is the best thing for us and for Jimmy.
I'm grateful your dad passing away didn't stop him from starting college
last year.  He doesn't need something like this in his head.  He should be
enjoying these years, not worrying about what's going on here."

   "I guess you're right." He sighed.

   "Mother knows best." She laughed, "Now slide on down here, shut the
brain down, and let's enjoy a nice nap.  We still have two hours before we
have to pick Jimmy up."

   Jeff did as she asked, slipping down next to her.  He pulled the sheet
over them as she once against draped her body over his, resting her head on
his chest.

   "This is all that matters right now, honey, just the two of us and how
good we feel together."

   "Going back to how we started this conversation, I'm going to miss this
even more than the sex." He said.  "You think so too?"

   "Well," she playfully rubbed her leg along his cock beneath the covers,
"Let's not get crazy!"

   *****

   Karen opened her eyes, and was happy to see it was only three.  They
still had another hour before Jimmy's flight was due.  He head was still on
Jeff's chest and rose and fell with his slow, steady breathing.

   His arm was still around her and despite the joke she'd made before
their nap, she knew this was even more amazing than sex, this was love. 
She'd heard many times there was no deeper love than that of a mother for
their child and she was pretty sure the people who said that weren't even
considering sex.

   Karen had often wondered if the taboo nature of their relationship
wasn't part of why they felt so close.  That this was just an extension of
an already deep emotional bond, a way to love her son that society deemed
wrong, but once she had crossed the line had discovered nothing ever had
felt so right.

   She closed her eyes, but couldn't drift back to sleep.  Instead she
replayed their conversation, one of dozens they'd had about telling Jimmy.
Jeff was right, lying was wrong, but Karen could see no reason to risk
losing her youngest son.

   Jeff was only three years older than Jimmy, but had always been far more
mature and was less sheltered.  Jeff was tough, physically and mentally. 
Jimmy was more of a student than an athlete and far more sensitive meaning
he was prone to being upset much easier than Jeff.  Karen could easily see
their secret affecting him and not in a good way.

   The summer would be tough.  The sleeping in separate rooms, not being
able to be affectionate, having to sneak sex and lying.  How would they
explain neither of them having a date for the next six weeks?  Maybe they
would each say they had one and meet up together.

   She smiled at that idea.  Maybe she would rent a hotel room and her and
Jeff could both say they were spending a night somewhere and spend it
together.  That could work, at least a couple times over the summer.

   Thinking of fucking Jeff in a hotel was a dirty thrill.  Just like
fucking him everywhere was.  Karen's leg was still on top of his thigh and
moving it slightly she rubbed it along his cock.  Jeff moaned, but remained
asleep as she worked her leg gently against him.

   Flipping the sheet off them, Karen licked her lips at the sight of his
semi hard cock lying against her leg.  Her nipples stiffened, pressing into
his side.  They had an hour, why not take one more risk free ride before
they had to start sneaking like teenagers.

   She slid down the bed, her long hair trailing down his chest as she made
her way down to his stomach.  Without using her hands, Karen scooped his
soft cock into her mouth and gently sucked on it.

   She didn't move her head, simply sucked and swirled her tongue around.
She moaned at the faint taste of her pussy on his rapidly swelling cock and
smiled around it when his hand slid up her back and into her hair.

   "Damn, you don't get enough, do you?"

   "Hmm-mm!" Karen shook her head while still sucking him.

   He was now fully hard and rolling over so she was kneeling next to him,
Karen moved her hair out of the way so he could watch his mother suck his
cock.  His hand slid down her back, over her ass and she groaned when he
eased two fingers inside her.

   His thumb found her clit and she rocked back and forth as she continued
sucking him.  As good as his fingers felt, Karen wanted him inside and
sitting up, she swung her leg over his waist and guided his cock to her
pussy.

   They both groaned as she slowly sank down on him, his large cock
spreading her pussy.  When he was fully engulfed in her forbidden heat,
Karen worked her hips back and forth, sliding across his lap.

   She cupped her tits and stroked her nipples, showing off for her son as
she sensually rode him.  His large, strong hands went to her hips and
pushed and pulled, guiding her along his shaft.  Karen leaned over, bracing
her hands on his chest and shoved her nipple into his waiting mouth.

   She moaned and bounced up and down, riding him harder.  Jeff wrapped his
arms around her slender waist and pulled her down so she was pinned against
him.  Sliding his feet up so his knees were bent, he cut loose, slamming
his cock hard into her.

   "Oh fuck!" She squealed in his ear as he held her tightly against him,
pounding her helpless pussy.

   He turned his head and she kissed him hard, plunging her tongue into his
mouth while he drove himself relentlessly into her insatiable pussy.  Jeff
caused her to yelp in surprise when, with a wrench of his powerful
shoulders, he whipped them around on the bed so he was now on top of her.

   Kneeling between her legs, he pressed his thumb to her clit and pounded
her with long hard strokes.

   "Yes!" I yipped, "Just like that, just fuck me, nothing fancy, just
fucking take me!"

   Karen put her feet on his chest and pushed, lifting her ass off the bed.
She grabbed her tits and pinched her nipples hard, trying to cum nice and
fast for him.  Despite the fact she'd come twice an hour ago, she was
already close.

   She knew it was the simple fact Jeff was just taking her that was
getting her so close so fast.  Just fucking her, legs up, ass off the bed,
drilling her like she was some drunk slut he'd picked up in a bar.  His
thumb rubbed her harder and faster and throwing her head back she squealed
as her third orgasm of the afternoon flowed through her.

   God, what a hooky day!  The thought would have made her laugh if she
weren't writhing and yelping in the throes of ecstasy.  Apparently she
wasn't the only one who was enjoying this plain old fashioned good hard
fuck because Jeff was moaning and gasping as he fought to keep fucking her
as she came.

   "Go ahead, baby!" She whimpered through her sounds of pleasure, "Give it
to me!  But let me see it, cum all over me then we'll take a shower."

   Jeff grabbed her ankles and lifting her legs, plowed into her even
harder.  Karen cried out, then jerked her head to the side, she'd sworn
she'd heard something.  It was impossible to concentrate with Jeff going to
town on her and she relaxed and enjoyed her pussy being satisfied by her
son.

   "Oh fuck." He groaned, his cock twitching inside her.

   "There it is!" She groaned, "Come on, baby, come for mommy!"

   He never called her that, but she'd watched more than her share of mom
son movies since they'd gotten together and the word did give her an added
dirty thrill.  Jeff gasped and when he whipped his cock out, Karen sat up
and grabbed it.

   Jeff moaned when she pumped his cock furiously, sending several spurts
of cum all over her tits and stomach.

   "All of it." She stroked him.  "Every drop, baby, give me every..."

   She was cut off by a loud knock and Jimmy calling, "Hey, Mom you in
there?"

   "Jesus!" Jeff whispered, trying to pull away from her.

   His cock was still spurting, and clapping her other hand over his mouth,
she continued pumping him.  He whimpered in protest, but remained still as
his mother finished him off.  His balls emptied their contents, painting
her heaving tits.

   "Jimmy?" She sounded out of breath, but couldn't help it.

   "Yeah, I took an earlier flight and grabbed a cab I wanted to surprise
you.  Is it okay to come in?"

   Fuck, the door was unlocked; thank god she had shut it in the first
place.

   "Hold on a minute!" Karen tried to sound calm.  "I'm not dressed."

   Not dressed and covered in your big brother's cum.  She added as she
released Jeff's cock.

   "Put your pants on and hide in the damn closet." She whispered.

   "How will I get out?" He slipped off the bed.  He pulled his jeans on,
and ran across the room.

   He'd put most of his clothes back in his old room.  The one he'd be
sharing with Jimmy since they had turned Jimmy's room into a home office
once he'd left, but had left a few things in Jim's old armoire.

   He pulled on a t-shirt, and a pair of socks as Karen used her blouse to
wipe cum from her chest.

   "Mom, you okay?" Jimmy asked from the hallway.

   "One second!" Please don't try to open the door!

   Not wanting to take any longer, Karen grabbed her black robe from the
bed post.  She tied it tightly, pulling the top close together so he
couldn't tell she wasn't wearing anything beneath it.

   She headed for the door, looking over her shoulder to see if Jeff was
slipping into the walk in closet.  Instead he had lifted the screen and was
squeezing through the window.  He got caught in something, and losing his
grip, fell out, and landed in the bushes with a loud grunt.

   He popped up to pull the screen down, and if the situation wasn't so
serious she would have burst out laughing.  She did however, wonder what
any of the neighbors would think.

   She opened the bedroom door.

   "Jimmy!" She threw her arms around her younger son.

   "Hey, Mom!" He returned her embrace, squeezing her tight.  "I missed
you."

   "Not as much as I missed you!" She declared, still holding him, and
trying to ignore the robe sticking to some of Jeff's cum that she had
missed on her stomach.

   "You still have Jeff." He told her.

   "Again, not as much as I missed you!" She winked.

   Jimmy laughed, and stepped back from her.

   "I didn't mean to um, interrupt you."

   "It's okay.  I got out early and was taking a nap before I had to come
get you."

   While she spoke she looked Jimmy up and down.  He looked good.  He'd
finally started to fill out.  His shorts and sleeveless t-shirt displayed
his no longer skinny arms and legs as well as a dark tan from being in the
sun all year round.

   Whereas Jeff was the spitting image of his father, Jimmy resembled
Karen. They shared the same expressive dark eyes and dirty blonde hair. 
Like her, he was quick with a smile and not as intense looking as Jeff.

   Both her son's were good looking boys, but Jeff was flat out hot with a
touch of bad ass to him.  Jimmy was definitely the boy next door type who
could melt girls with his soft eyes and aw shucks smile.

   "You got out of work early?" He raised his eyebrows as he cut into her
inspection of him.  "And since when do you nap?"

   "Getting old you know." She joked.

   She noticed Jimmy peering over her shoulder and tried to think if there
had been anything that would give away what she'd really been doing.

   "Honey?" She spoke up.  "What are you looking at?"

   "Mom, are you alone?"

   "What?  Of course I am!" She laughed, hoping it didn't sound as nervous
to him as it did to her.  "Why would you ask that?"

   "Because you don't nap, and you never leave work." He met her eyes. 
"And I swore I heard, um, well something."

   "Oh, I was watching something on my phone.  You probably heard that."

   "I thought you were sleeping?"

   "I was, then I was awake and playing on my phone when you knocked."

   "You're sweating." He continued.  "And you're flushed." When she
frowned, he smirked.  "I am taking criminal investigation you know.  We CSI
agents notice stuff.

   "And your smart ass shouldn't be playing twenty questions with me." She
said with a tone.  "I told you I was alone.  You want to come in and look
around the room.  Look for men's socks under the bed?" There wasn't any,
was there?

   "No." He said quickly.  "Sorry, mom, I didn't mean to upset you.  But I
am here early and well, you can have guys over if you want,"

   "That's nice of you!" She cracked.  "First your brother gives me
permission to get laid, now you!"

   "Wow, how about I leave and come back in?" He a backed away from her.

   "I'm sorry, baby!" She put her hands on his arms and kissed his cheek.
"I'm just a little out of sorts lately.  You know I get touchy with the
dating thing."

   "Still?" He waved his hand.  "Whatever, it's good to see you, mom.  I
really missed you guys."

   "We missed you too, honey.  Where are your bags?"

   "I tossed them in Jeff's room." He laughed.  "You must really be riding
him these days."

   'What do you mean?" Her heart skipped a beat.

   "His room's spotless; you wouldn't even know he lives in it.  I live
with three other guys and we're neater than that slob ever was."

   "Right, well I've been on top of him." She caught herself with her own
remark.  "You know, about things like that."

   "Right." He looked down at her for a moment, "You want to get dressed
,and meet me in the kitchen?  I could really go for a sandwich." He licked
his lips.  "Tell me you have coffee milk?  I used up that bottle of syrup
you sent me."

   "Home five minutes and hungry.  Some things never change." She pointed
towards the kitchen.  "Of course we have coffee milk.  Well we do if Jeff
remembered to buy it.  We have plenty of cold cuts.  If you want to wait
I'll make you something better than a sandwich."

   "Nah, that's fine, I..."

   "Hey, little shit!" Jeff called out as he came down the hallway.  "Look
at you!  You might even weigh a hundred and sixty pounds now!"

   "One seventy two.  Thanks." Jimmy turned just in time to get punched in
the chest.  "Ow!"

   "Still slow though!" Jeff clapped him on his other arm hard enough to
make him wince, then snatched him up in a bear hug.  "Little brother's back
in the house!"

   "Big brother's still a meathead." Jimmy replied, but returned his
brother's embrace then made a disgusted sound when Jeff planted a kiss on
his cheek.

   "Oh, freakin' gross!" He pushed Jeff away from him, but was laughing,
"Keep your diseases to yourself, you dumb jock."

   "Probably the first kiss you've gotten in months you scrawny nerd." Jeff
replied.  "Hey, you're early."

   "So are you." Jimmy said.  "Don't you work until four?"

   "Knocked off early to take the ride with mom to pick up your dumb ass."

   "Wow, the two of you skipping out early?  I must really rate."

   "That you do, kiddo." Jeff put his arm around his shoulders, "Hey, mom,
why don't you get dressed?  We'll go down to King's Garden.  I heard the
Chinese restaurant's down there suck."

   "Suck's a compliment." Jimmy laughed.  "That sounds better than a
sandwich."

   "Sounds like a plan." Karen agreed, "Give me a few minutes to get
dressed, and we'll head out."

   She went into her room and Jeff turned and headed for the living room,
with Jimmy following him.

   "So how's school, Jimmy?"

   "It's good.  It's hard to not be home, but it's a lot of fun living on
campus.  It's like premature adulthood."

   "You must be going out of your mind with all the hot girls down there."
Jeff whistled.  "Spring break in Daytona must have been a damned orgy."

   "I may have had some fun." He winked as they sat on the couch to wait
for their mother.

   "Good man!" Jeff nodded.  "You just screwing around or you have anyone
serious?"

   "There's that girl Rebecca I told you about." Jimmy produced his phone
and showed Jeff a picture of a pretty red head in a skimpy bikini, sitting
next to him on a beach.

   "Whoa, you're dating up little brother, she's smoking!" He grinned. 
"Tap her yet?"

   "God, you're an ass." He rolled his eyes, then sighed.  "Not yet, but
we've only been dating a few weeks and she's a good girl.  I like that.  I
want to be with someone I know won't be running around on me."

   "Don't get to serious to young." Jeff told him.  "Three years left in
college, you really looking to lock down already?"

   "I wouldn't mind." He shrugged.  "Who says she's not the one?  Mom and
dad met at college."

   "True."

   "So." Jimmy looked down the hallway to make sure mom's door was still
closed.  "Who is she?"

   "Who?" Jeff asked.

   "The girl you just rolled off before you came home."

   "What are you talking about?" Jeff asked nervously.  "I got dropped off
from work."

   Jimmy pointed at him.  "You're wearing a polo short, new jeans that are
spotless and sneakers, not boots.  You didn't come from work."

   "Wow, you're good." Jeff grinned, but frowned inwardly.  Jimmy had
always been observant, picking apart every detail of everything he ever
saw, read or watched on TV.  "But off, I met with clients today.  Bill is
teaching me how to quote jobs."

   "Bill huh?" Jimmy lowered his voice, "Okay, Jeff here's the thing.  I
might not be a lady killer like you, but I've had enough sex to recognize
pussy when I smell it."

   "What?"

   "I could smell it when you kissed me.  You must have had your face
buried in there for awhile." He laughed.  "Oh, and you smell like perfume.
Unless you know, that's your scent these days."

   "Fine, you got me.  I cut out work to catch a quickie with Jill because
I figure I'll be hanging out with you for the next few days."

   "Jill, the girl that's going to Boden up in Maine?"

   "Yeah."

   "Cool, I can't wait to meet her."

   "Uh, yeah right." Fuck!  Jeff swore to himself.  Why the hell had he
mentioned a girl that didn't even fucking exist?

   "But hey, do yourself a favor, bro." Jimmy went on.  "Go wash your
face."

   "My face." Jeff repeated, still trying to recover from the Jill fuck up.

   "Yeah, you know how mom gets all mushy when we're all together.  You
don't want to kiss your mother with pussy on your face do you?"

   ***** Jeff stretched out on the old twin bed he hadn't slept in since
Christmas when Jimmy had come to visit and sighed.  Man, this sucked.  Down
the hall mom was lying alone in their big queen sized bed.  The bed was
truly theirs.  Once they'd begun their taboo relationship, they had put the
old bed, the one his father had spent years with mom in, down in the
basment and bought a new one.

   Mom would be in one of those cute little outfits he loved.  The tight
lacey boy shorts with one of those slinky, silky tops that left her stomach
bare and hugged her breasts so perfectly.  Christ, mom was the hottest
woman he'd ever been with, and as wrong as it sounded the fact she was his
mother added to it.

   In the beginning he had tried calling her Karen, but it didn't sound
right and he knew she got off on the 'mom talk' as well.  That was
evidenced by the fact she loved for them to watch mother/son porn videos
together some nights.

   A few years from now when they moved to another state he would call her
Karen in front of people, but it would always be mom when it was the two of
them.  Just thinking of his mother in her sexy little jammies, as she
called them, had his cock swelling beneath the sheet.

   And this was only night one, he thought, he'd better get used to this.
His phone beeped next to him and picking it up from the bed he saw a text
from mom.

   "I miss you baby!"

   It was accompanied by a selfie of her shirtless and pouting for the
camera.  Jeff stared at her firm tits with their hard pink nipples, then
texted back, "Not fair mom!  Miss you too!"

   She sent back a happy face.  "Love you, baby, its only for a little
while, sweet dreams!"

   He shot back "how about wet dreams?" then deleted the texts.  Not that
Jimmy would pick up his phone, but with something like this he couldn't be
too careful.

   He glanced over to where Jimmy was in his old bed against the wall.  He
was sitting up, fooling around on his I-pad with his earbuds on.  It was
good to see the little shit.  Well, not so little anymore.  Hard to imagine
his pain in the ass little brother was heading into his sophomore year of
college, and pursuing his dream of criminal forensics.

   Dad would be proud of him.  Jeff had done okay in school, but never
great as he really had no interest.  He still would have gone to school
locally if his father had really pushed, but he knew Jeff wanted to follow
in his footsteps and be a mason as his grandfather and great grandfather
had been.

   When dad got sick, it was an out of sorts for him not to go to college,
but just work so he could focus on helping mom take care of him.  When his
father passed away, the medical bills along with leaving them with just
mom's income had been the final decision for him not to go.

   Mom made good money, but keeping a house and two kids in college would
have been tight.  Jeff had used that as his excuse to simply work and help
mom keep up the house and insure Jimmy, who was a damned Brainiac, could go
to school with no worries.

   So in a sense dad would be happy with both his son's directions, at
least career wise.  Jeff had no doubt wherever he was, his father was proud
of Jimmy, but him?  Sure he was carrying on the family legacy and he was
helping his brother by helping his mother financially and being man of the
house.

   But he was also sleeping with his mother, more than his mother, his
deceased father's wife.  Not just sleeping with her, but fucking her.  Mom
had opened up to him about her sex life with dad and he was surprised to
hear that they'd gone at it like rabbits and mom loved to be his dirty
slut.

   Not that he had a hard time believing that now because mother or not,
she loved to be a whore in bed.  Mom loved it hard and nasty.  She loved
dirty talk and being demeaned, hell she even took it in the ass sometimes.

   Jeff could just imagine his father looking down on him pounding his
mother in the ass, or cumming in her face or spanking her or any of the
other porno type sex they had.  He knew mom thought of it sometimes too
which is why she never liked to talk about it.  They were happy, that's
what counted.

   Jeff got that, but his guilty thoughts where his father was concerned
was part of why he wanted to tell his brother.  To hear him say it was
okay. But mom was right, odds are nothing good could come of this.

   "Hey, Jeff you awake over there?" Jimmy called out.

   "I am now." He said, looking at Jimmy who had removed the ear buds and
put the I-pad away.

   "No, you were awake, I saw you playing on your phone."

   "Then why did you bother asking?" Jeff rolled his eyes.

   "In case you just didn't want to talk, I guess."

   "Why wouldn't I want to talk to you?  I haven't seen you in months."

   "We talk on the phone all the time and I think we talked so much at
King's Garden they were ready to throw us out for hogging the booth."

   "That was mostly you and mom." He slid into a sitting position.  "I just
grunted here and there."

   "She does go on and on." He laughed, "I love mom, but I swear her mouth
never stops working."

   "True." Jeff tried not to picture her mouth working him.  "So what's
up?"

   "I couldn't ask earlier because she was with us, but does mom have a
boyfriend?"

   "You asked that earlier." Jeff replied.  "You always ask."

   "She said no."

   "Then its no."

   "But isn't there some guy she kind of plays around with here and there?
The gym guy?"

   "Oh, him." This was the second screw up he'd had already.  One with his
make believe girl now Mom's pretend playmate.  "Friends with benefits sort
of, nothing serious just fun here and there."

   "That fun ever happen here?" Jimmy asked.

   "Why would it matter?"

   "Because when I let myself in the house I was in the hallway a couple
minutes and I heard," He paused.  "Sounded like she was getting laid."

   Jeff was quiet for a moment to make sure his voice was steady.  "Did you
see anyone when she opened the door?"

   "No."

   "Okay then.  You heard wrong."

   "Jeff, I know you'll always think of me as a kid, but I live with three
other guys.  We all have our own rooms, but they have girls over and I've
heard my share of sex."

   "Again, did you see..."

   "And I've seen their girlfriends come out of the room at night or early
in the morning."

   "What's that got to do with anything?"

   "Because mom looked just like they did.  She was sweating, her face was
red, her hair was a damned mess and so was her make up." He shrugged.  "The
freshly fucked look if I ever saw it."

   "Hey, don't talk about mom like that!" Jeff snapped.  Not that he had
any right to say anything considering he was the one that had 'freshly
fucked' their mother, but Jimmy didn't need to know that.

   "I'm not ten, Jeff.  I'm an adult and so are you and so is mom.  I'm not
saying there is anything wrong with it, just wondering why she would hide
it."

   "Hide what?" Jeff threw his hands up, "There was no one in her room.What
do you think they hid under the bed until we left?"

   "Maybe they went out the window like Linda used to do when mom or dad
came home and she was in your room."

   "Linda and I were friggin' sixteen.  Mom's an adult and so is her
friend. A guy in his forties isn't diving out a window unless hubby comes
home."

   "Mom's funny about guys since dad passed.  Maybe she thinks I'd be mad
she's got another man in dad's house."

   "Jimmy," Jeff released an exaggerated sigh.  "You're saying you're a
grown up, but you're missing a big something."

   "What?" Jimmy narrowed his eyes.

   "Mom's not seeing anyone steady and she's a woman with needs." He paused
meaningfully.  "What do you do when you're horny with no girl?"

   "I...oh." Jimmy blinked.

   "You probably caught mom in the middle of some pre-nap festivities."
Jeff went on.  "That's why she looked like a hot mess when she answered the
door."

   "I don't know, Jeff.  She was kind of loud for that, I mean she sounded
like she was, you know.  Getting it."

   "So tell me little brother who's so smart, yet so oblivious.  When you
whack off you do it to your thoughts or maybe watch some inspiration.  You
know something that rhymes with horn?" Jeff laughed.

   "Mom watches porn?" He cocked his head.  "How the hell do you know
that?"

   "I live here and I come and go at night and early weekend mornings." He
saw a chance to cover up their near slip up now.  "Okay, I should have just
said this, but I enjoy poking holes in all your brilliant theories."

   "Thanks." Jimmy said dryly.

   "One Saturday I was supposed to work.  I get out of the house at six,
get to the site and find out the material never showed up.  I head home and
slip in quiet, figuring mom's still sleeping.  Then I get near her room and
hear, pretty much what you must have heard."

   "So what did you do, knock?"

   "No, that's what you did." Jeff shook his head, "I was like, whoa, who
the hell is in there with her, but hey.  It's her house and she's a big
girl.  But I was nosy as hell.  I slipped into my room, but left the door
open a little to catch whoever comes out."

   "I hear the door and poke my head out and see mom going to the bathroom.
When she closes the door, I sneak down the hall and peek into her room.  No
one's there, but her lap top's on the bed and its paused on a scene of some
woman getting fucked doggy and there's..."

   He caught himself embellishing a little too much, and sounding too
casual about it.  "Anyway."

   "There was what?" Jimmy as always never stopped with the damn questions.

   "A toy okay?" He snapped irritably "Want to know the color?"

   "TMI!" Jimmy put his hands over his ears.

   "Then stop asking.  So anyway, there wasn't anyone.  She was just having
a little me time so to speak.  And I guess she likes to watch something fun
when she does it."

   "So I guess that's what I heard." He nodded.  "Because I swore I heard a
guy moaning, but it must have been the movie."

   "Yeah there are guys in them."

   "So why hasn't mom met anyone?  I mean a real someone not some guy to
mess with."

   "She doesn't want to." Jeff said.  "That's pretty simple."

   "But mom's got so much to offer.  She's got a great job, she's sweet,
she's...well, she's pretty hot for her age."

   "You think mom's hot?" Jeff couldn't resist.  "Like milf hot?"

   "Well yeah, I mean not that I check her out, but come on, man.  How many
of our friends drooled over her?  I showed a couple guys at school her
picture and they were busting me up asking if I wanted company for the
summer.  So she has it going on."

   "She does." Jeff said casually.  "And she gets hit on a lot, but she
just doesn't want a boyfriend and that's her business not ours."

   "Think it's still about dad?  I mean it's been close to two years."

   "And they were together for twenty five." Jeff countered, "She'll get
there Jimmy.  It took her over a year to go on a damn date and a few more
months before she got to where she'll fool around with this guy."

   "What's his name?" Jimmy asked.

   "George." Jeff said confidently.

   "Really?  Mom told me it was Robert."

   "Oh." Jeff shrugged, "Shows you how serious I take it."

   "You meet him, you know scope him out?"

   "Of course." Jeff couldn't resist.  "He's a good looking guy, pretty
jacked.  Mom's doing okay for herself."

   "I'll feel better when she's with a guy who cares about her and loves
her, not a damn fuck buddy."

   "Yeah, you want to see her happy?"

   "I want to see her in love again, and dad wanted that too."

   "So let me ask you a question.  What if mom got close to someone, but it
wasn't someone you approved of?"

   "Me?  What about you?  You're here, you'd know more about them."

   "Okay, let's say I think he's okay, or at least he's not a nut and mom
would be safe with him.  But for some reason you don't like him, what would
you do?"

   "What could I do?  It's her life."

   "You mean a lot to her, Jimmy.  If you hated who she was with it would
bother her.  You know she's going to weigh guys based on what we think and
dad would think."

   "Probably, that's how she is."

   "So what's the answer?  If you didn't like who she was with would you
get upset at her?  Make her choose you, I mean us, over a chance to be
happy?"

   "I guess as long as the guy is good to her and makes her happy, I'd be
okay with it.  She deserves it." He slid back down onto his pillow.  "Why
do you ask?  Is there someone you guys aren't talking about?"

   "No, just a question in case it ever comes up because like you said I'm
here all the time so I would know first."

   "Well, tell you what big brother, you're mom's guard dog so if he's okay
with you, he'd be okay with me."

   "Yeah, you mean that?"

   "Absolutely.  After all, dad made it pretty clear you're the man of the
house and need to take care of mom anyway she needs it." He yawned.  "Long
day with the flight and everything, night, Jeff."

   "Good night Jimmy." Jeff said, his brother's last words echoing through
his mind.  Again he wasn't sure this was what dad had meant about taking
care of mom.

   ***** "Hey honey." Karen said softly, coming up behind Jeff where he sat
at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee.  She leaned in and turning his
cheek kissed him quickly on the lips

   "Careful." Jeff said sarcastically.  "Jimmy might be under the table. 
Christ that kid is fucking everywhere the last week."

   "Be nice." Karen chided him.  "I know it's not easy.  I miss you in
bed." She kept her arm around hi., "And in my arms and in my mouth and..."
She stopped and stood up when they heard Jimmy coming down the stairs.

   "Right on time." Jeff sighed, while she went over to the counter to pour
herself coffee.

   "Hey guys, you're up early!" Jimmy chirped.

   "Yeah, we are." Jeff muttered while he watched his mother getting cream
from the fridge.

   She was wearing a pair of baggy sweat pants and one of his Taylor
construction T-shirts that was huge on her.  The ensemble showed nothing at
all of her body, even her feet were encased in socks and her hair was
pulled into a loose pony tail.

   Yet his cock twitched with interest while she made her coffee.  He
envisioned coming up behind her, pulling those stupid pants down and
bending her over the counter, fucking her long and...

   "You boys hungry?  I can make some pancakes or bacon and eggs."

   "Bacon sounds good," Jeff replied, although it was nowhere as good as
what he wished he was eating right now; his mother's juicy pussy.

   "What about you Jimmy?"

   "Whatever's easier for you." He sat across from Jeff, "It's all better
than what I've been eating at school."

   Jeff grunted and finished his coffee.  He was trying not to get pissed
at his brother.  It wasn't his fault.  It was great to see him, but in the
week he'd been home, home was the only place he had been, that or wherever
Jeff went.

   When they had to go to work, Jimmy would hang with his friends, but
would always be home before both of them could be.  Now here it was
Saturday and he would most likely be around all day.  He had gotten up
early hoping maybe he could have slipped in with mom, but then decided not
to risk it in case Jimmy got up to use the bathroom.

   He and mom hadn't gotten more than a few minutes of privacy here and
there to grab a quick kiss, but there was no way they could risk anything
more.  Last night mom had texted him to try to slip out and close the
bathroom door, pretending he was in it and slip into their room.

   But Jimmy was sitting at the desk playing World of Warcraft.  He tried
to wait him out, but an hour later had texted her to forget it.  The damn
kid could stay up all night, and Jeff was up at five am for work and
exhausted by ten, never mind after midnight.

   This was just week one.  He'd expected it to be tough, but he'd hoped
for at least an hour here and there for them to have a little quality time.
Picking up his phone, he scrolled through his notifications and saw mom had
sent him an e-mail late last night after hed fallen asleep.

   Reading it told him she felt the same way.

   "Monday leave work at twelve.  I've booked a room at the Motel six on
airport road; we'll meet up and have fun for a few hours.  You can pretend
I'm your call girl!  Or just your horny mom."

   "Hey, mom, I was thinking, we can do that on Monday.  You know clean out
the shed like you've been wanting."

   "About time, it needs a good cleaning." She nodded, with a big smile.

   "I'll help you guys out." Jimmy chimed in.  He started to say something
else, but his phone rang.  "Hey Pete!" He listened for a minute,
"Scarborough?  Hell yeah, I'll go, can you pick me up?" He frowned.  "Hold
on."

   "Hey, Pete and a couple of guys are going to the beach and wanted to
know if I was up for going."

   "Of course!" Mom said quickly.  "Go catch up with your friend's.  You
don't have always hang around with us.

   "Cool." He spoke into the phone again, "When you coming?  Shit, okay."

   He got up from the table.  "He'll be here in five minutes, sorry about
leaving before breakfast."

   "No worries, go have fun, you need some money?" Jeff pulled out his
wallet and handed him two twenties.  "In case you go for lunch or stop
somewhere else."

   "Hey, thanks.  You're cool for a dumb jock."

   "Anything to get my nerd brother from doing something besides play that
goddamn stupid game."

   "Better than what you play with." Jimmy retorted.

   "Hey, watch your mouth." Mom told him.  "I'm in the room you know."

   "Sorry, mom." Jimmy grinned as he got up and headed out of the kitchen.

   Jeff heard him pound up the stairs and turning in his seat smiled.  "You
better shut the damned stove off and get your ass in that bedroom when he
leaves."

   "Who said we have to wait to get to the bedroom." She replied with a
wicked smile.  "I did promise you breakfast after all." She came over and
began removing the cups from the table.  "And we're still meeting on
Monday."

   "You're blowing off another afternoon at work?" He smiled.  "Man I
rate."

   "I rather think of it as blowing you off in the afternoon." She giggled.
"We needed this break."

   A horn blared outside and Jimmy came flying down the stairs dressed in
shorts and a t-shit, a back pack slung over his shoulder, "Catch you guys
later!" He waved and headed down the hallway.

   Jeff got up and leaning over the counter peered out the window.  He saw
Jimmy hop into Pete's beat up old Nissan and when they pulled away he
turned around, "He's gone and...holy shit." He breathed.

   In the minute he'd had his back turned Karen had whipped off the
shapeless t-shirt along with her bra and had pulled her pants off.  She was
now sitting on the kitchen table, with her legs wide open, spreading her
pussy.

   "Like the spread I put out for Breakfast?"

   Jeff strode over to the table, peeling his shirt off.  He was still
pulling it over his head when he felt her rip his jeans open and yank his
zipper down.  He grabbed her face in his hands and kissed her hard, jamming
his tongue into her open mouth.

   While they kissed, he grabbed her tits, squeezing her nipples and she
shoved his jeans down past his hips.  The both moaned when she grabbed his
turgid cock and stroked it hard and fast.  Jeff broke the kiss and dropping
to his knees buried his face in her already wet pussy.

   "Damn!" She squealed when he plunged his tongue inside her, "You were
hungry!"

   Jeff slid his tongue upwards and after circling her clit sucked it so
hard his lips smacked.

   "Baby, that feel good, but right now just bring that big fucking dick up
here and fuck your mother!"

   She lay back on the table and lifted her legs.  Grabbing her ankles,
Jeff spread her legs as wide as he could and drove his cock into her.

   "Oh, fuck!" She cried out, "This table is just right!" She laughed as he
thrust his hips, fucking her with long hard strokes.

   She grabbed her tits, holding them and stroking her nipples for him as
he pounded into her, his big cock stuffing her recently neglected pussy.

   "That's it, we got all day to play, baby, but right now just give it to
me nice and hard!  Take the edge off and just fuck me until you cum."

   She yelped when Jeff grabbed her arms and pulling her up slid her off
the table.  The second her feet hit the floor, he spun her around and
shoved her roughly in the back, bending her over the table.

   "Yes!" She cried as he plowed into her from behind.  "Take it!  Take
your mommy's pussy, baby!  You're going to be taking it all day, aren't
you?"

   "Oh, yeah." He moaned as he pushed on her back, pinning her to the
table. "Going to fuck the shit out you."

   "Yeah you will.  You're going to fuck me as many times as I want it. 
Every time you cum, I'll suck you hard again!  All day, Jeff, you're going
to fuck your mother all goddamn day!"

   Karen stretched her arms out, grabbing the edge of the table as he
fucked her.  She spread her legs further apart so he could get even deeper,
then squealed when he shoved his finger hard into her ass.

   "You want that ass?  I'll give it to you today, how's that?  I'll squeal
nice and loud for you while you shove that big cock in my tight little
ass."

   Jeff groaned behind her and his strokes became shorter and more
desperate.

   "Oh, you like that don't you?  You like the idea of your mother letting
her boy fuck her in the ass?  You like treating me like a fucking whore?"

   "You are my whore." He breathed, "My whore mother."

   "Then give your whore mother a big hot load of cum all over that ass
you're going to fuck later!"

   Jeff slammed her several more times so hard the table rocked beneath
her. He whipped his cock out and she gasped when he spread her cheeks open
with his free hand and sprayed his cum onto her asshole.

   "Oh, fuck." She sighed at the sensation of her son's cum dripping across
her ass, down her pussy and onto her inner thighs, "Oh, fuck, that feels
so..."

   "Oh, my fucking God!"

   "Jesus!" Jeff cried out at the sound of Jimmy yelling behind him.

   He twisted around so fast his pants tangled around his legs and he fell
on his ass on the kitchen floor.  Her stomach feeling as if someone had
kicked her in it, Karen straightened and turned around to face the kitchen
doorway.  Her arm reflexively going across her breasts to cover them, not
that it really mattered at this point.

   "Mom!  What the fuck?" Jimmy was standing there with his eyes wide and
his mouth open.

   "Baby its..." It's what?  Jesus, what the hell could she say?

   "You...you..." Jimmy stammered.

   "Jimmy listen," Jeff got up from the floor pulling his jeans up over his
still dripping cock.

   "Holy shit!" Jimmy exclaimed.  "Holy shit!  You're fucking mom!"

   "I..." Jeff looked to his mother.

   "It's not like that Jimmy." She tried to sound calm, but her voice was
quavering.

   "Not like that, are you fucking kidding?" Jimmy shouted.  "He..." He
pointed to Jeff.

   "You...you had her bent over the damn table!" He pointed back to Karen
who gratefully took the t-shirt Jeff passed her.  Sitting on the chair, she
draped it over the front of her.

   "You were telling him you wanted it in your damn ass!"

   "How long were you there?" Jeff asked, his heart racing, oh this was
bad, real bad.

   "Long enough to see what you were doing and....Oh, God Jeff you were
cumming all over our mother!"

   "Baby, please...." Karen began.

   "Don't baby me!" He yelled at her, "You were calling him baby when he
was banging you!  You want to bang me too?"

   "Of course not, I..."

   "Oh, so what?  Jeff's older, he gets the pussy?"

   "Watch your mouth, Jimmy, she's still your mother."

   "Bet you watched her mouth plenty!" Jimmy quipped.  "Jesus fucking
Christ do you know how sick this?"

   He jumped when a horn beeped from outside.

   "I came back because I forget my wallet." He said softly.  "My God I
wished I'd brought it with me."

   "Okay, look." Jeff said quietly.  "Tell the guys you can't go and we'll
all sit down and talk."

   "There's nothing to fucking talk about!" He snapped.  "Know what?  I'm
glad I saw this.  You two have been fucking for how long?  You've been
lying to me, both of you!  Telling me you have people you're with and
you're with each other."

   He stopped and his eyes widened even further.  "You two were fucking
when I came home!  That was you in Mom's room!  You lying sack of shit!"

   "Jimmy, calm down.  I know this is bad." Karen had taken a moment to
quickly slip the shirt on when Jimmy had been yelling at Jeff.  "But we're
family and we love each other and we need to talk about this."

   "Family loves each other, they don't fuck each other!  I'm going to the
damn beach to get the hell away from you two and when I come back, I'll
pack and fly back tonight, fuck, I'll take a damn bus if I have to."

   "Jimmy please!" Karen stood up and tried to reach out to him, but he
stepped back from her.

   The horn blared again and he shook his head, "There's nothing to say,
I'll let you two get back to your mother son bonding."

   "It's...Jimmy you have to let us explain." Jeff's voice was tight as his
eyes filled up.  "I never wanted to hurt you little brother, this is
about..."

   "Save it." Jimmy waved his hand dismissively.  "Tell you what, Jeff." He
said then looked at Karen "and you mom," he sneered the word causing her to
lower her head in shame.  "There's nothing either of you can say that makes
this okay.  This is disgusting and so are you."

   He turned and walked back down the hallway, calling over his shoulder,
"Bet dad would be really proud of both of you."

   *****

   Karen listened to Jimmy's phone go directly to voicemail yet again.  The
previous half dozen times she'd refrained from leaving a message, but this
time couldn't help it.

   "Please call me back, please?  I know you're mad, but just let me know
you're okay and please come home Jimmy, we need to talk."

   "He's not going to answer and he's not going to call back." Jeff said
from where he was sitting in the corner of the couch.

   "I'm just afraid he meant what he said!" Karen was sitting across from
him, nestled into the other side of the couch, "I bought him an open ended
ticket.  He could have just hopped on the next available flight!"

   She put her phone on the end table, and rubbed at her aching eyes.  "He
might not come back, Jeff."

   "Calm down, mom." Jeff said tiredly.  Man what a long miserable day this
had been.  "Yeah, he's pretty upset, but he's not going home without his
I-pad and lap top.  He'll come back when he's ready."

   "It's after eight, you know damn well they left the beach hours ago."

   "Never know, they could be having a party up there and there's under
twenty one clubs in the area." He shrugged.  "Or he might spend the night
at Pete's to take more time to get his head together."

   "Then maybe I'll call over there and ask Pete's mother to get him on the
phone."

   "Mom, we can't chase him right now." Jeff explained.  "He's already
pissed at us and that will make him madder.  We have to wait until he's
ready to face us."

   "You really think he'll come back and give us a chance to talk?"

   "He'll come back and we'll make sure we talk one way or another.  But at
least if he comes here on his own, it will be easier."

   "Jeff, you were so right about this." Karen shook her head.  "We should
have told him.  Even if he got upset it wouldn't have been anything like
this.  I can't believe he saw us!"

   Jeff nodded and hoped she wasn't going to start crying again.  Not that
mom didn't have a right to be emotional; but this nightmare had happened at
eight thirty in the morning and she'd been a mess all day.

   Jeff wasn't feeling too good about the situation, but he knew his mother
would put more of the blame on herself.  This was the fourth time today she
had told him he was right and she kept saying what a horribly mother Jimmy
must think she is.

   "That was my fault too, mom.  We've been together a year.  I should have
been able to say to at least wait a few damn minutes just in case.  That
kid's been forgetting shit ever since he was old enough to forget things."
He laughed.

   "Remember when we'd all be going somewhere and dad would ask Jimmy if he
had everything?  Then ten minutes down the road it was 'oh no!  Dad I
forgot something."

   "Yeah." Karen gave him a tired smile, "We used to get so mad at him
sometimes.  But it's funny to look back on." She sighed, "I don't think
this will ever be a funny memory."

   "Hey, mom, how about that time I forgot my wallet and Jeff was cumming
all over your ass?"

   She burst into tears as soon as she said it and buried her face in her
hands.  Jeff sat up and sliding across the couch put his arm around her
shoulders.  She turned and put her head on his chest, her body shaking as
she sobbed.

   "It's going to be okay, mom." He ran his hand through her hair, "This
will blow over.  Jimmy's not going to leave without us having a chance to
explain things to him."

   "How can we explain this, Jeff?" She looked up at him, her eyes, red and
swollen from crying all day, were filled with a fresh wave of tears and her
cheeks were moist with them.

   Jeff gently wiped the tears from her cheek with his finger, "We do what
you and dad raised us to do, tell the truth.  He's seen the worst as far as
he's concerned.  We need to tell him the best."

   "The best?" She put her hand over his where it rested on her shoulder.

   "That this isn't about lust, that we're not some Jerry Springer episode
and just fucking because wow, its dirty.  We tell him about the love and
how happy we are and get him to see past the wrong and see the right."

   "Baby, you humble me." Karen kissed him softly.  "I'm supposed to be the
parent and here I am a damn mess and you're sounding like an old soul. 
You've really become a man in every sense."

   "I had good role models."

   "And know what?" Karen put her hand on his scruffy cheek.  "Your father
would be proud of the man you are."

   "I'm not sure about that." Jeff slumped back the couch, but kept his arm
around Karen, drawing her back with him.

   "No, he would be.  He would be proud of how you've matured and how good
you are to the woman in your life and seeing that woman is me, I've decided
to think he'd be fine with it.  Be happy was one of the last things he told
me and I'm happy."

   She rested her head on his chest and added, "Course this could just be
me justifying it, but for some reason I really feel it.  I want you to know
something."

   "What's that?" He eased her forward and turning, pushed back into the
corner of the couch.

   "No matter where this goes with Jimmy, even if we can't convince him of
what this is and he wants to stay angry, it won't come between us.  I won't
choose his feelings over our love."

   "That means a lot, mom." He said quietly, and then carefully swung his
leg up over her head and stretched it out behind her.  He extended his
arms, "Come here."

   Karen turned and sliding her back against his chest, swung her legs out
onto the couch.  Jeff brought his other leg up over hers and put his arms
around her waist holding her close, her head on his chest as they lay
together.

   "I mean it, baby." She put her hands over his arms, "I love Jimmy and
want this to work for all of us, but I lost love once already, I won't
throw away this one for anyone."

   "You won't have to." He hoped he sounded confident because he really
didn't know for certain.

   It was easy for him to think Jimmy should come around, but what if it
had been reversed, what if mom was with Jimmy and he had caught them?

   "I hope you're right, honey.  You were right from the start so I guess
I'll hope you can be right one more time."

   She yawned "Damn, I'm exhausted.  I haven't been this stressed since."
She paused and added softly.  "Your father was sick."

   "Close your eyes and rest." Jeff said, slumping farther down on the
couch so she could further back against him, "I'll wake you if I hear
anything."

   "No, I won't sleep, but maybe I will close my eyes, they're burning."

   "Okay." He agreed, then remained silent and smiled when, in only a few
minutes, her body relaxed against him and her breathing became slow and
steady.

   He let his head fall back to rest on the cushion and after a moment,
jerked it up when he caught himself nodding off.  Mom stayed asleep and he
was pretty much now stuck in that position.  He fought a losing battle to
keep his own stinging eyes open and the next time they closed, they
remained that way.

   *****

   Jeff slowly opened his eyes and blinking the sleep from them focused on
the time on the cable box.  He was surprised to see it was after ten
thirty, he'd been sleeping almost two hours.  Mom was still nestled against
him and judging by her breathing, still sleeping.

   She still had her arms over his just under her breasts and there was no
way he could move them without waking her.  The windows were open and the
night breeze was on the cool side.  Mom was wearing the t-shirt from
earlier, but had changed from the sweat pants to a pair of shorts and he
could make out goose bumps on her bare legs.

   Right on cue she shivered against him and grumbling something, nuzzled
her head into his neck.  He was chilly himself and figured he would wake
her so she could go to bed and he would wait for Jimmy.

   He started to move his arm, when he saw something out of the corner of
his eye.  He turned his head and saw Jimmy sitting in the recliner across
from the couch watching them.

   "Jesus!" He exclaimed, sitting up and shoving mom forward.

   "What's the matter?" Karen asked, shaking her head and rubbing her eyes,
"Wow, how long was I...Jimmy!"

   "Hey guys." Jimmy said quietly.

   "How long have you been sitting there?" Jeff asked, thinking he was damn
glad they were both completely dressed.

   "About an hour." He answered, "I came in through the back and was going
to go pack my stuff when I saw you guys out here."

   "Honey, I'm so glad you came back." Karen started to get up to try to
hug him, but decided not to.  He was sitting there calmly and she didn't
want to take a chance on upsetting him.

   "Yeah, me to." He said with an odd look on his face.

   "Why didn't you wake us up?" Jeff asked.

   "I don't know really." His expression appeared as confused as his
answer, as if he really wasn't sure.

   "Well, I'm just happy to see you." Karen said, "Jimmy, we're so sorry. I
know that's weak, but it's all I can say."

   "You should be."

   Although his words weren't the kindest, he didn't seem pissed off, in
fact he sounded subdued, as if he were either too tired to continue being
mad or had gotten past the point of anger and was now dealing with the
situation in another way.

   "No argument there." Jeff said, "Do you want to talk about it?  We'd
like to, but if you want to wait until tomorrow that's cool."

   "You will be here tomorrow won't you?" Karen asked hopefully.

   "I will be." He gave her a tight smile.  "Not sure how long I'll be
staying, but I realized I can't go back to Florida without knowing what the
hell is going on here."

   "We can try to tell you if you're up for it." Jeff sat up next to Karen
and caught himself starting to put his arm around her out of habit. 
Instead, he clasped his hands in his lap and added, "And if you're really
willing to listen."

   "I'm tired as hell." Jimmy rubbed at his temples, "It was a tough day. I
went off by myself at the beach, just kind of sat around in a daze.  Then
went over Pete's to play some Call of Duty, thought about staying over, but
I felt like I needed to get back here."

   "I'm glad you did." Karen said, "And if you're really tired, we can talk
tomorrow."

   "Part of me just wants to crawl into bed and end this goddamn day, but I
think," He nodded as if agreeing with himself, "I need to hear some of it."

   "Before we talk I want to say something." Karen began slowly, carefully
choosing her words.  Jimmy was calm, they all were and she needed to keep
it that way.

   "I know you're angry and hurt and you have the right to be, but you
should be angrier at me, Jimmy.  This was a lot more my fault than your
brothers.  I pushed him to make it this way."

   "From where I was standing it looked like a mutual good time." He rolled
his eyes.  "Didn't look like you were twisting his arm."

   "I don't mean it that way," She ignored the sting of his remark.  "What
I mean is Jeff wanted to tell you, honey.  He wanted to tell you back at
Christmas, but I wouldn't let him."

   "Christmas?" Jimmy smacked his forehead, "My god, how long has this been
going on?"

   Shit!  Karen thought, she'd fucked up already.  "October makes a year."

   "So...right after I left for school?"

   "Not long after." Karen admitted.

   "Were you waiting for that?"

   "No," Jeff spoke up.  "There was nothing going on while you were here."

   "Pretty damn quick though."

   "Not as quick as you think." Jeff pointed out.  "Remember you started
school end of August and went down a couple weeks early."

   "Well thank you for waiting two whole months before you started banging
mom; that was good of you."

   "Okay, we shouldn't do this tonight." Karen said quickly, "We're all on
edge."

   "I'm sorry." Jimmy surprised her, "I shouldn't have said that.  Me
making smart ass remarks isn't going to make this better."

   "Will anything?" Karen asked, hopefully.

   "I have to tell you something." Jimmy began, "I was so mad before.  Not
just mad, but disgusted.  My brother having sex with my mother, I mean who
does that?  And how the hell do I deal with it?"

   He sat back in the recliner and ran his fingers through his sandy brown
hair.

   "What had me so upset was just," he hesitated then with a shrug finished
the thought "So goddamn dirty.  Going at it like you were in those weird
mom son porn movies all over the net."

   "It's not just about that," Jeff started, but was cut off by Jimmy
continuing.

   "So when I came back I was just going to head for the room and hope
you." He pointed at Jeff, "Weren't there." He grunted, "Figured with the
cat out of the bag you'd be in bed with mom."

   "But when I went to slip into the room I could see into the parlor and
saw you guys on the couch.  I thought you heard me and figured I would come
in here and get this over with.  I was still mad and at that point I guess
I wouldn't have minded an argument."

   "Then why didn't you wake us up?"

   "I was going to, but when I saw the two of you lying there, it stopped
me." Jimmy pursed his lips, "Jeff, the way you were holding mom and how
peaceful she looked, how comfortable."

   "It was the opposite of what I walked into earlier which was just, sorry
mom, but it was fucking, just flat out fucking."

   "I can't disagree." Jeff said then grimaced when Karen punched him in
the leg.

   Jimmy laughed softly when she did and then went on.

   "But out here, even though I know you guys were upset about earlier, you
still seemed happy.  It looked loving, like it was a lot more than what I
saw."

   "It is." She reached out and put her hand over Jeff's, "It really is
Jimmy, and you have to know that.  It's not about sex.  Yes, that's part of
it, but we're in love honey.  I know how weird it sounds, but it's true,
we're just like any other couple."

   "Um, no." Jimmy said, "Let's not get carried away.  Regular couples
aren't related.  But seeing you like that calmed me down.  Made me think it
wasn't just my brother treating my mother like a damn whore." He sighed,
"That's part of why I was so pissed.  How the hell could you treat your own
mother like some pig from a bar?"

   "Because I don't see her as mom when we do that." Jeff told him.

   "You were calling her mom." Jimmy reminded him.  "In fact it sounded
like the two of you were both getting worked up saying mom and son.  That's
why it was so bad to me."

   "There's no magic way to get you to understand and I'm done lying
Jimmy," Karen said, "It does add a little fun to talk like that." She
looked down at her feet.  "Sorry, but it's true."

   "Thank you for admitting it." Jimmy said with no trace of sarcasm. 
"Because the lying hurts as much as what I saw."

   "And I told you that's on me." Karen repeated, "Jeff hated lying to
you."

   "Then Jeff could have told me.  You're supposedly a couple, equals, he
doesn't have to listen."

   "True." Jeff said, "But I didn't want to see her upset and if you got
mad..."

   "Got pretty mad didn't I?  Besides there were more lying than just not
telling me about you two.  Every time you talked about Jill and mom's
friend, you made these people up, shit, Jeff you told me stories about how
wild this girl was, about things you did with her and, Oh."

   He looked angry again, "You sick bastard!  You were telling me about
things you and mom did!  All those dirty stories about Jill were mom!"

   "Okay, you're right." Jeff put his hands up, "I was bragging I guess."

   "About fucking mom?"

   "Okay, boys, let's just call it a night." Karen said, trying to sound as
if she still had any authority here which she doubted she did anymore.

   "Why, you horny mommy?" Jimmy asked her.  "You looking for Jeff to
fuck...hey!"

   He cried out, when standing up, Jeff leaned across the coffee table and
slapped him.

   "That's enough!" He snapped.  "Wrong or not, she's your mother and you
won't talk down to her and make shitty jokes and hurt her feelings, you got
that?"

   "Jeff please!" Karen grabbed his arm, and pulled him back down to the
couch.

   Jimmy rubbed his cheek and looked over at Karen, "Sorry, mom, really, I
am."

   Karen rose and going over to the chair got onto her knees and hugged
him. Tears of relief filled her eyes when he hugged her back.

   "Sorry." He said softly in her ear.

   "So am I, honey, so am I.  How about we all just get some sleep, okay?"

   "I'm sorry, Jimmy." Jeff said, "That was out of line.  I'm your brother,
but I'm not dad."

   "Seems like you're auditioning for the part." Jimmy said, then to
Karen's surprised, grinned, "That was a joke, uh, sort of."

   "Then it's like the rest of your jokes, only sort of funny." Jeff
replied with a nervous smile.  "But really, that was a tool bag thing for
me to do, Jimmy."

   "No, you were defending mom." Jimmy sent a thrill through her when he
kissed the top of her head.  "And you should."

   Karen hugged him again, even tighter than before, but after a moment
forced herself to release him and go back to the couch.  She put her hand
over Jeff's as she had before, testing how Jimmy would look at that small
sign of affection,

   She noticed his eyes going to their hands, but he didn't look mad in
anyway.

   "What do you figure; we call it a night before one of us gets the rest
all pissed again?" Jeff asked.

   "No, not yet." Jimmy said, "If it's okay, I just need to know one thing
tonight."

   "Sure, go ahead."

   "How did this start?  Was it sudden, were you guys getting closer as
time went on?  He spread his hands out, "I thought a lot about it today and
I just can't imagine how this happened."

   "We weren't thinking of it before it happened," Jeff answered, "At least
not consciously if that makes sense.  We were getting closer, but as in
spending a lot of time together and keeping each other company."

   "Company?" Jimmy repeated.

   "When dad passed, you were still in high school and in some clubs
there." Jeff went on, "We made sure you stayed in them, we wanted you to
keep your life as normal as possible.  So you were out of the house a lot,
which was good for you, but mom was grieving and alone."

   "So I wasn't seeing anyone at the time and instead of going out to bars
or hanging out with friends I stayed home with mom."

   "I remember that, and I used to offer to hang out too so you could go
have some fun."

   "I'd had plenty of fun." Jeff shrugged.  "And figured I would again
soon, but it was a tough time for mom and I felt she needed me."

   "You didn't need me?" Jimmy looked hurt.

   "It was different." Karen spoke up.  "You were younger and we felt it
was more important for you to keep your life the way it was.  School,
baseball, drama, all the things you enjoyed."

   "Besides," she added, "You were devastated and with good reason, so I
was there to be strong for you and Jeff was there for me so I could be.  He
kind of became the man of the house in a lot of ways including taking care
of me."

   "I can see that." Jimmy said softly, but although it sounded like a dig
his words had come out in a soft tone, as if her were upset, but sad, not
angry.

   "When you left we kept spending time together and Jeff tried to get me
to go out and meet people, but I wouldn't.  Friends at work tried too,
telling me it had been close to a year get out and date, even if all it
turned out to be was coffee or dinner, just enjoy some company."

   "But I felt weird about it; like I would be betraying your dad even
though he told me to move on.  Jeff wanted me to stop moping around the
house so we started having these little date nights."

   "Dates?" He raised his eyebrows.

   "Harmless." Jeff pointed out.  "We'd go see a movie or sometimes go out
and eat, a play here and there."

   "So you were dating mom." Jimmy frowned.

   "We didn't see it that way." Karen took over again.  "It was safe
company and getting me out of the house.  But it was nice.  I enjoyed being
around Jeff.  He made me feel loved and safe and I needed that."

   "I'm a professional woman and always felt I was a strong one, but I was
vulnerable at the time.  Jeff was someone I could spend time with that
wouldn't take advantage of that and of course no expectations like there
would be on a real date, it was more like friends."

   "But," She continued, "I did find myself getting a little closer than
maybe was proper.  We'd watch movies here on the couch and I would curl up
next to him, put my head on his shoulder, he would put his arm around me,
sometimes we would hold hands."

   "A budding romance." This time there was a little more snark in his
tone, but Karen ignored him and pressed on.

   "But nothing over the top except I started looking forward to spending
time with him.  At that point I realized I was pretty pathetic when a
Friday night date was dinner and a movie with my son so I decided to try to
get out and meet someone."

   "Jeff encouraged me and I went on a few dates, but only one turned into
a little more," She smiled sadly, "He was a nice guy, very sweet, widower
himself so he understood what I was feeling.  We went out a few times and
last one I went back to his place."

   "We sat on his couch and talked and drank wine and I was realizing what
I'd been missing, that I wasn't just lonely, but was missing sex.  We
started kissing, touching and we went a little further." She stopped, for a
moment.

   "I'm not going to give the details, but the clothes were off and I was
in his bed and I...I couldn't.  I got nervous, upset, I had to leave.  He
was okay about it, but after it happened again he said he felt bad, but he
didn't need the drama."

   "So that was it for a few weeks then a friend introduced me to an
interesting guy who invited me to a charity fund raiser.  A high end event
and I would have went for my company anyway, but hey, it would be more fun
with a date.  So I said yes."

   Karen paused and looked over at Jeff, then back to Jimmy, "You sure you
want to hear this?"

   "I asked.  I'm ready to hear the answer, minus sordid details." He
rolled his eyes, "That I've seen for myself."

   "I went out and bought a nice mauve strapless evening gown.  Even of the
date turned into nothing I wanted to try to look and feel sexy, maybe get
some looks, turn some heads and feel good about myself."

   "You don't need a gown for that, mom, you're a beautiful woman." Jimmy
told her.

   "Thank you, honey." She gave him a big smile, "That's sweet of you."

   "And true." Jeff patted her knee.  "Jimmy and me dealt with a lot of
milf jokes didn't we?"

   "Okay, stop laying it on, I'll make breakfast tomorrow." Karen laughed.

   "So anyway, I get dressed that night and go all out, my best earrings,
bracelet, pearl necklace and I'm putting my make up on and I had this
memory of your father." She took a deep breath to try to keep the emotion
out of her voice when she thought of Jim.

   "Your dad used to always be ready before me and he would sit on the edge
of the bed and watch me put my make up on.  He would say he liked watching
me try to make myself more beautiful than I already was."

   "Dad was smooth." Jeff snickered, trying to keep the mood light.  He
wasn't sure he liked mom going into a lot of detail, but so far his brother
seemed receptive and mom was right, no more lies from this point on.

   "He would get up and come over to where I was sitting in front of my
mirror and kiss my cheek or my neck and tell me how good I looked. 
Sometimes he'd keep going and we'd end up late."

   "I'd say TMI, but considering current topic of conversation." Jimmy
interrupted.  "I guess it's all perspective."

   "I kept thinking about that and just had one of those moments.  I
couldn't do it, I couldn't go.  At least not with anyone.  I called my date
and told him something came up and I would meet him there.  Honestly I
didn't know if I would."

   "I'm telling you about your dad because you have to understand Jeff
never knew any of this.  It was something only your father and I knew."

   "Jeff knocked and came in asking if I knew what time it was.  I told him
I didn't think I could go and he sat on the bed, like your dad always did
and tried to talk me into still going even if I went there and just
socialized and had a nice night."

   "I started finishing my makeup, trying to do what he said and go through
with it, but my hand was shaking and I was so nervous.  I kept looking in
the mirror and every time I did, Jeff was watching me.  He told me how
incredible I looked, how beautiful and how nice the dress was." She
grinned. "Said I'd be the hottest woman there."

   "I asked if he really thought I was beautiful or just saying that.  He
got up and he came up behind me, put his hands on my bare shoulders and
told me I was the most beautiful woman he'd ever known, inside and
outside."

   "Just dad was smooth?" Jimmy made the joke, but he spoke softly and
appeared to be engrossed in mom's story.

   "He leaned over and kissed my cheek and I put my hands over his and told
him I loved him.  I meant as a son, or at least I thought I did.  Looking
back, maybe I meant it just as I said it.  Jeff moved my hair to the side
and kissed my neck."

   Karen looked away from Jimmy and spoke quietly.  "At that moment,
anything that happened after that was my responsibility.  When he kissed
me, my first thought, the proper one, was what the hell was that?  Did my
son just kiss me the way her would a girlfriend?"

   "Right there I should have said something, made a joke, told him that
was wrong.  I should have done what a mother was supposed to do, stop it.
But another part of me."

   She was still looking away, speaking softly as if she were putting
herself back in the moment and no longer talking to Jimmy.

   "It felt so good, so sweet and his hands were trembling under mine. 
Instead of saying stop, I told him it felt nice.  He did it again, but
lingered and a shudder went through me."

   Jeff frowned and was going to tell her to stop, Jimmy didn't need
details, but before he could speak he noticed his brother staring intently
at their mother.  There was no trace of anger or disgust, in fact he
appeared entranced, as if he were really listening to it.

   "He kissed my shoulder, then the back of my arm.  He was so soft, so
tender.  I turned my head and lifted his chin and kissed him.  I knew I
shouldn't be doing it, but he felt so good and...and I had been alone for
almost a year and I needed affection and more."

   "We kissed again, then again and, next thing I know I'm standing and my
dress is on the floor and my son's hands and lips are all over me and," She
stopped and released a deep breath.  "I'm sorry, Jimmy, that's too much, I
just remember the night so well."

   "Its okay." Jimmy sounded as if he were in another world himself.  "I
wanted to know."

   "We ended up in bed and the next morning I woke up thinking what the
hell did we do?  What was wrong with me, how could I?  All the thoughts
that should have stopped me the night before.  I was naked in bed with my
oldest son."

   "Okay, mom, he gets it." Jeff spoke up this time.

   "But he felt so good holding me and he looked so sweet sleeping and when
he woke up, the way he looked at me.  We made love again, then later we
talked and said we wouldn't.  We said the right things, big mistake, we
were overcome with emotions, we'd gotten too close, this was wrong and what
about Jimmy."

   "But we couldn't stop.  Jeff was in the shower that night and I just
went in there with him.  Then we said, okay, last time and after that, he
came up to me in the damn kitchen.  All I was doing was making coffee.  We
were like a new couple, totally infatuated, couldn't get enough, it's been
like that ever since."

   "But it was, and is, so much more than sex, Jimmy.  Understand I could
get sex anywhere, God knows enough ass hat guys proposition me, and your
brother was always messing around.  It's about the love, the emotion.

   "I know it sounds bad, but I swear being his mother makes me feel even
closer to him, sexually and emotionally, it's like we're sharing something
special and sometimes I wonder why it's supposed to be wrong."

   She sighed.  "But today taught me why, if you have to keep it secret and
would be ashamed if people knew then it's wrong."

   Taking Jeff's hand she squeezed it, "But in this case I'll be wrong.  I
hope you can find a way to forgive us and understand, I really do, but if
you don't, I'm not going to say we'll stop."

   "I wouldn't ask you to." Jimmy sounded distracted, as if he were still
somewhere else.

   "You mean that?" Karen asked, daring to hope, "You'd accept us?"

   "I don't know if I can completely accept it." He admitted, "But I love
both of you and what am I going to do, never speak to you again?  I could
never do that."

   He lowered his face into his hands.  "This is a lot to process, but I'm
glad you told me how it started.  Hearing it doesn't make it seem so bad."

   "Then let's end on that note." Jeff stood up, "I'm exhausted and I bet
you are too.  Let's all hit the sack and maybe we'll sit around a cup of
coffee and talk a little more or, whenever you're ready, Jimmy, it's up to
you."

   "Please stay for awhile though." Karen said, "If you're too
uncomfortable to stay all summer I understand, but at least stay a few more
days.  We're going to do just what we did until today.  We won't be
together with you here.  We don't want it to be awkward."

   "More awkward you mean?" Jimmy waved his hand, "I appreciate it and
yeah, I think I'm ready for some sleep."

   "Sounds good to me." Jeff leaned over to Karen to kiss her good night
out of habit, but at the last second moved his head to kiss her cheek. 
"Night, mom."

   "Good night, honey.  Jimmy can you stay out here for a minute?"

   "Sure." He had stood up and remained standing as he watched Jeff leave
the room.

   Karen rose and standing in front of him, took his hands in hers.

   "I just want to say again that this is on me a lot more than your
brother."

   "He looks like a willing accomplice."

   "I'm far more responsible." She insisted.  "Jeff is an adult, but end of
the day I'm the parent and if we were both letting things go too far, I'm
the one that is supposed to know better."

   "I'm not mad anymore." He said, giving her a tired smile.  "You don't
have to worry about me running back to Florida hating either of you."

   "That means a lot honey, because you would have the right."

   "And you have a right to be happy and if Jeff makes you happy, that's
what matters.  I don't really have to understand it."

   "I appreciate you saying that." She looked up into his dark eyes, "And I
hope we can get through this."

   "Me too."

   "Night, honey." She rose up on her toes to kiss his cheek,

   "Hey, mom?" He put his hands lightly on her shoulders.  "Um, can I ask
you something?"

   "Anything."

   "Well, its more like can I have something?"

   "Again, anything." She told him.

   "Can I have a kiss?"

   "I just kissed you." She shrugged.  "But if your other cheek is jealous,
okay."

   "No, a real one, on the lips." He looked away.  "You know, like you kiss
Jeff."

   "Honey, when I kiss Jeff I'm not kissing him as my son."

   "You call him that, you admitted it." He was still looking down as if
embarrassed to look at her.

   "Right, but that's because, well, we're more than that."

   "So the answers no." He nodded.  "Okay."

   He looked crestfallen and Karen hesitated.  Doing this was wrong.  Jimmy
was not Jeff; there was no bond other than a healthy mom son relationship
with her youngest.  But he'd been through a lot today with what he'd seen
and trying to understand it.  She didn't want to upset him about anything
else.

   "Hold on," She said as he began to turn away, "You're right, what's one
little kiss between a mother and her baby boy?"

   "You haven't called me that in a long time."

   "You said you hated it." She reminded him.

   "I lied." He gave her an odd smile.  "I was just trying to act cool."

   "Okay, but I won't in front of Jeff, how's that?"

   "Deal." He nodded, then looked at her expectantly.

   Taking his face in her hands, Karen leaned and kissed him softly, Jimmy
kissed her back, his lips lightly caressing hers and when she eased back,
he leaned forward, keeping their lips in contact and kissed her again,
firmer this time.

   Karen let him for a moment, before turning her head.  His lips grazed
her cheeks and giving him a quick peck on his, she said.  "Good night,
Jimmy."

   "Good night mom." He replied, turning with her and following her as they
left the living room.

   Karen stopped to shut the lamps off and when she around was surprised to
see Jimmy still standing there waiting for her.  He walked down the hall
with her and when they reached the room he and Jeff were sharing, she said.

   "See you in the morning, hon."

   "Sure." He looked as if he wanted to say something, but didn't know
what.

   "Everything okay?" She asked.

   "Yeah, I was just thinking of something."

   "Want to share?" She asked.

   Jimmy didn't speak right away, but instead looked her up and down, as if
checking her out; when he spoke he said quietly.  "I was just thinking my
big brothers a lucky guy."

   *****

   "Honey, that feels so nice," Mom purred as his lips trailed down the
soft skin of her shoulder.

   She turned her head and guided his lips to hers and a shiver went
through him.  He'd had no idea he was going to this, but seeing her sitting
there in that gown, looking beautiful, but yet so sad, he couldn't help
himself.

   Mom kissed him harder and he moaned when her tongue pushed against his
lips.  Mom turned in the chair and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
His hands ran up and down her arms and across her exposed back, enjoying
her soft smooth skin.  He ran one hand up through her long sandy brown hair
and she moaned into their tongue filled kiss.

   She let her head fall back and Jeff, eagerly fastened his lips to her
exposed throat.  He was shocked when she grabbed the bottom of his shirt
and pulled up on it.  He raised his arms and mom stood up to remove his
shirt and toss it away.

   She kissed him again, this time her tongue immediately finding his.  Her
fingers ran along his chest and stomach and he gasped when she unsnapped
his jeans and pulled his zipper down.  Slipping his arms around her, he
found the zipper to her gown and pulled it down.

   Mom moaned his name as he pushed her dress down over her hips and let it
fall to the floor.  He trailed his lips down her neck and she trembled when
he kissed the top of her chest.  His fingers worked the clasp of her
strapless bra and when it opened she grabbed it between the cups and pulled
it off, exposing her breasts.

   His mother's breasts were gorgeous, not huge but much more than a
mouthful and when he cupped them she moaned loudly and arched her back,
pushing them into his hands.  Her arm went around his shoulders and her
hand into his hair.

   She shoved his head down into her chest and he eagerly sucked her rosy
nipple into his mouth.

   "Yes," She purred, "Oh, honey that feels so good!"

   Jeff switched to her other nipple, sucking it while fondling the other.
His heart was pounding and he was so hard!  He knew this was wrong.  No way
in hell should he be standing here sucking on his nearly naked mother's
tits, but oh fuck, she looked and felt incredible.

   She slipped her free hand into his underwear and he whimpered when her
slender fingers wrapped around his aching cock.

   "Oh, my God." She breathed, "Jeff, you're so hard and so...big."

   "Its yours." He said around her nipple, "It's all yours, I'm all yours."


   "And I want all of it." She pressed against him, her hips grinding into
him, as she stroked him.  "God I want you."

   She pushed his jeans and underwear down causing his cock to spring free.
Mom put her hands on his shoulders and eased him away from her tits. 
Jeff's disappointment quickly turned into a surprised moan, when she sat
back down in the chair and with no hesitation took his cock into her mouth.

   "Oh, mom," He whispered, his hands gathering her hair to the side so he
could watch his mother suck him.

   'Hmm," She moaned as her head bobbed, taking him deeper and deeper into
her warm wet mouth.

   Her arms went around his waist, her hands squeezing his ass and pulling
him closer, pushing her further into her mouth.  He gasped when she worked
her lips all the way to the base of his shaft then shook her head rapidly
back and forth, her tongue swirling around his shaft.

   She worked her mouth, back up, leaving smears of red lips stick on his
hard flesh, before bobbing her head again.  She released him with a sloppy
wet sound, spit and pre cum splattering on her chin and his stomach.

   Standing up, she kissed him hard, her lips sticky from his dripping cock
and whispered, "I need you inside me."

   He took her hand and stepped back, towards the bed, but she shook her
head, "Right here, right now."

   She turned around, putting her hands on the mirror and pushing her ass
at him.  Jeff took a moment to admire his mother's perfect ass in the
skimpy purple thong she had on and then sank to his knees, peppering her
back with kisses as he did.

   Mom moaned and wiggled her hips as he hooked his fingers into her thong
and pulled it over her hips then pushed it down the length of her shapely
legs.  He spread her cheeks open and she cried out when he plunged his
tongue into her juicy pussy.

   Mom moaned and worked her hips into his face as he swirled his tongue
inside her, then trailed it down to her clit.  She whimpered when he traced
several wet circles around it, then sucked it gently between his lips.

   "Oh, honey." She moaned, "That's so good, but I need it.  Take me, Jeff,
take your mother."

   Jeff stood up behind her and with one smooth thrust buried himself
inside her.  They both cried out as her hot wet pussy spread around his
long thick cock.  He stayed still, allowing her to get used to him then
pumped his hips, slowly working his cock in and out of her.

   "Faster." She groaned, "We'll go slow later, we'll take our time and
play and get to know each other, but honey, right now I just need to be
fucked."

   Jeff didn't need any further encouragement and putting his hands on her
shoulders proceeded to fuck her fast and hard.  Mom yelped as he took her,
using long hard strokes and driving into her hard enough to send his balls
slapping against her clit.

   Jeff looked up from watching his wet shaft slide in and out of her and
was confronted with the reflection in the mirror.  Mom's eyes were wide and
bright and filled with lust.  Her face was red and her mouth open as she
squealed and moaned as he fucked her.

   Her amazing tits were bouncing wildly and her hands were now flat on the
mirror as she bent over further to let him fuck her harder.  And there he
was behind her, his own eyes wild and the muscles bulging in his arms and
chest as he fucked her.

   Watching himself fuck her caused him to thrust his hips even faster and
he groaned when his balls tightened and his cock twitched with each thrust.
His moans became more desperate and she groaned.

   'Yes, oh, yes, Jeff, come for me, honey, come for your mother!"

   Jeff's eyes rolled back and he released a pathetic sounding whimper as
his cock erupted.  Mom squealed as he buried himself to the hilt and sent
several long hot spurts of come into her quivering pussy.

   She wiggled her hips and contracted her pussy, urging every drop from
him as he resumed fucking her with short hard strokes, each one ending with
another squirt as he painted the walls of his mother's pussy.

   When he had nothing left, he leaned over and kissed her now sweaty back.


   "Damn." He whispered.

   "I needed that." She breathed, her chest heaving.

   She stood up, causing his cock to slide out of her and Jeff saw his cum
dripping down her thighs.  Turning around she slipped her arms around his
neck and kissed him.  Jeff hugged her tightly against him enjoying the
feeling of her hard nipples pressing into him and his still hard cock
throbbing against her stomach.

   Mom eased from his embrace and stepping around him headed for the bed.
When she reached it, she lay back on it and beckoned him with her finger,

   "Come over here, baby." She smiled as he immediately walked over to her.
Spreading her legs, she put her arms out to him, "Now you can make love to
me."

   Jeff awoke with a start, and sat up to see Jimmy coming into the room.
At first he'd thought he'd fallen asleep right away, but a look at the
clock told him he'd come in here almost an hour ago.

   "Sorry I woke you up." Jimmy said as he walked past him and over to the
other bed, where he stripped down to his boxers.

   "That's okay.  You and mom talk for awhile?" He became conscious of the
throbbing hard on between his legs and was glad the sheet was pulled up.

   "A couple minutes, then I took a shower and had a snack.  I'm tired, but
the heads spinning, know what I mean."

   "I do and hey, bro, I'm sorry I smacked you."

   "Don't worry, it's not the first time."

   "Want to hit me?"

   "No." Jimmy sighed.  "Stop being a meat head, will you?"

   "Can't.  You got mom's brains, I got dad's attitude."

   "Dad was kind of a tool sometimes." Jimmy laughed, "Him and mom were
like lady and the tramp.  She was smart and pretty, and knew how to act. 
Dad was sort of a street rat."

   "But they were perfect for each other and they got one of each kid."
Jeff said with a smile.  "Two boys, but you're close enough to a girl to
count as mini mom."

   "Funny." Jimmy said, but laughed.

   He slipped under the covers, but rolled over onto his side to face Jeff.


   "You know, you don't have to be in here.  Seeing I know, you may as well
go into your room and you know, whatever."

   "Nope, we said we weren't going to do anything with you in the house. 
Today we thought you were gone."

   "I'm telling you that you can if you want."

   "Thanks, but this doesn't need to be stranger for you than it already
is."

   "Okay, but don't blame me that you're here because I'm sure you'd rather
be curled up with mom." He paused, "And I don't blame you."

   "What?" Jeff sat up on that one, "What did you say?"

   "You tired, Jeff?" Jimmy ignored his response to his statement.

   "I was sleeping, but hey, if you want to talk, I'm all ears." Especially
after what he just said.

   "I do, if that's okay."

   "Sure, but you made it sound like you were done in the parlor."

   "I was in a way.  I want to talk to you without mom around."

   "Let's talk then."

   "Between us, right?"

   "Brother's honor." Jeff assured him.  "Neither of us has ever broken a
trust when we've said that."

   "Good because I feel funny even asking you, but would never want it to
get back to mom."

   "Got it.  So what's on your mind?"

   "What's it like?"

   "What?"

   "Don't be an idiot, Jeff." Jimmy quipped.  "What the hell has been the
drama of the day?  What's it like to be with mom?"

   "It's, well I guess it's not easy.  We can't tell anyone so it kind of
sucks to be sneaking and making up stories to people that we have lovers so
no one thinks something's out of place."

   "I mean being with her, like you know, a couple."

   "She likes to say we're equal's, but sometimes when we argue she pulls
the mom card."

   "For Christ's sake, Jeff do I have to come out and say it?" He grunted
disgustedly.  "What's it like to fuck mom?  What's she like as a woman?"

   "Why would you want to know?" Jeff asked.  "It's sick and wrong
according to you."

   "I think I was trying to tell myself that." Jimmy said quietly.

   "What do you mean?"

   "Can't you just answer the question?  What's it like?  I mean its mom,
but she's a woman too.  When you have sex with her is she both to you
and...is she good?  Is she wild like my friends say cougars are?"

   "Um, not sure I should talk about this."

   "Jeff, I was standing there longer than I made out today."

   "How long?"

   "Mom was sitting on the table when I first came in and you were," He
laughed softly.  "Going down on her.  Man is this a twilight zone
conversation or what?"

   "So you watched us for awhile." Jeff was stunned.

   "Yeah, and I kept telling myself to open my damn mouth and say
something, but I couldn't.  Then when you started coming on her.  That
snapped me out of it and I reacted the way I should have reacted, pissed."

   "But you weren't pissed at first, why?"

   "Shocked at first, I think.  Then seeing mom like that; naked, sweating,
moaning and talking dirty, it was..."

   "It was what?" Jeff prodded.

   "Hot." Jimmy whispered.  "I thought it was hot, Jeff.  I was getting a
damn hard on.  That's why I finally started yelling.  I was as mad at
myself as I was you guys."

   "You thought it was hot." Jeff said softly.  "I have to say Jimmy that
surprises me."

   "It surprised me too, hence me going the other way and blowing up.  I
have a confession to make."

   "Go for it, can't be bigger than what my secret that you found out
today."

   "When I came back and we were talking and I got ticked off and acted all
offended that you were telling me stories of Jill and it was really mom?"

   "Acted?"

   "Yup, you got it.  I was acting.  I was acting for mom's sake.  Truth is
as soon as I made that connection earlier today when I was at the beach I
started thinking of all the stories you told me."

   "Oh, boy." Jeff muttered.

   "The time 'Jill' tied you down and gave you a blow job that lasted an
hour, then rode you until you couldn't get it up anymore.  The time you
tied her down and fucked her ass.  The blow job in the parking lot of the
showcase.  Her going out with no panties and you fingering her in the movie
theater.  That was all mom."

   "It was."

   "I started seeing her doing all that and it was driving me crazy.  So
crazy I went into the bathroom at a restaurant up there and jacked off.  To
my damn mother."

   "Wow." Jeff whistled, "That's something because I wasn't kidding
earlier, I'd never really fantasized about her before we had sex." He
shrugged.  "Well maybe a little just before it happened, but it was vague
and more about kissing her, like she really was a girlfriend."

   "Right, but you never saw her having sex, or did you?"

   "I walked in on her and dad once, a few years ago, but I didn't really
see her, mostly him." Jeff gave a mock shudder.  "Ugh, dad's hairy back,
thank god we didn't get it."

   "Thought about a lot of things today; Jeff.  Know what one of them was?"

   "Do tell." Jeff couldn't believe what he was hearing; Jimmy had been
turned on, earlier.  In one way that was a good thing, it meant he couldn't
really be that mad at them, but on the other hand what if he became
obsessed with their mother?

   "We all hear we're not supposed to do this.  Incest is wrong, it's a
sin, hell, and it's illegal in the states.  But it's legal in other parts
of the world and there's a ton of porn about it.  So people do like the
fantasy."

   "Fantasy key word.  Most people like watching porn stars pretending to
be moms, but not their own moms."

   "But is that because there's no desire there or we've been told to so
it's a given."

   "Uh-oh, the big brain is going full throttle." Jeff forced a laugh while
still thinking of where this would go as far as Jimmy and mom went.  Would
it change how he felt about her, but in a bad way?  He would avoid her
because he was now thinking of her?

   "Yeah, it is and what I came up with is a simple fact.  How many moms
are really that hot?  How many truly sex mothers are there?  Of course
there's some, but the average mom doesn't look like our mom."

   "True."

   "And wouldn't that affect it a little?  Then throw in seeing her having
sex.  How many sons see their mother's fucking.  I mean not a glimpse, but
full out sex and hearing them say they like it in their ass?  You see and
hear that, you're getting a glimpse of your mom as a woman and a woman you
already love.  Now you put lust in."

   "So what are you saying?"

   "I'm saying I can see why you and mom enjoy it so much.  She's the
ultimate woman, Jeff.  She loves you as a mother, and no one loves a boy
like his mom, but she also loves you like a woman and a damned hot one and
she's pretty fucking wild.  You got the best of both worlds."

   "That's dawned on me.  You heard mom admit the taboo is a turn on."

   "And I can see why and that's where I was going with this.  I don't
blame you, Jeff.  Not at all."

   "Well, that's good, I guess, but um, not sure it's a good thing for you
to be seeing mom like that."

   "Why?  You think I'm going to hit on her?" Jimmy cracked.

   "Of course not, but that's the point, you're just spinning wheels with
it.  But glad you told me and really glad you didn't tell her."

   "Yeah, the wheels are spinning alright, but earlier it was all about
just sex and I was thinking it would pass, give it time.  You know like
when I used to have that crush on Belinda across the street."

   "Blech!" Jeff laughed.

   "Right, well it went away and so will this although staying up here for
the rest of the summer may not help, so I'm telling you if I can't get this
shit out of my head I may not stay much longer."

   "Your call, but stay at least a couple weeks so mom's not as hurt."

   "Yeah." He sighed, "But she's not the only one hurt."

   "What do you mean?"

   "Like I said, earlier was just thinking of sex.  Then I came home and
watched you two all cuddled up and cozy together.  The way you were holding
mom was so sweet, she did look happy and then I thought about her in the
love sense not just lust.  Best of both worlds."

   "What's that got to do with you being hurt?"

   "I told you I wasn't mad at you and couldn't blame you for this and not
wanting it to end."

   "Right."

   "Yeah, well I left out one big detail."

   "What's that?"

   "I'm not mad, I'm jealous as hell."

   "Jealous?" Jeff shook his head, "Why would you be jealous?  It's not
like you ever thought of mom before this."

   "True, but it's just, why you?  Why not me?"

   "You're really upset about that?" Jeff frowned, "Well, first off you
left here and went to school."

   "I was here for almost a year after dad left."

   "And nothing was going on then, we told you that."

   "But mom said you and her were getting close and you did spend a ton of
time with her and," He sat up and pointed across the room at him, "You kept
me away from her."

   "Oh, come on." Jeff snapped.  "Don't be stupid.  You were still in
school and like mom said we wanted you to keep your life normal as
possible. All I gave up was chasing girls for awhile to spend time with
her."

   "And you ended up with the girl, didn't you?"

   "You're really mad about this?  You think I set out to be with mom and
wanted you out of the picture?  Jimmy, that's fucking nuts."

   "Maybe, but why you over me, Jeff?  Why wouldn't she have thought of
me?"

   "Again, time mostly." Jeff tried to be patient, this sure as hell wasn't
what he expected, but he needed to figure it out so it didn't get to mom at
some point.

   "I don't buy that; she could have asked to spend more time with me. 
What do you have that I don't?"

   "Ugh." Jeff wanted to slap his forehead, "It wasn't a damn contest.  But
if you need answers, okay.  I'm older.  You were eighteen I was twenty one.
You were still pretty much a kid."

   "Three years makes you a man and not me?"

   "I'm more grown up, always have been.  I'm not insulting you, but you've
always been a little immature.  I took over man of the house.  I worked
full time and bring in good money, enough that mom doesn't have to worry
about footing your tuition alone."

   "And honestly?  Look at me, I look like dad, I've got his features, I'm
rugged like he is, I even sound like him and I act like him." He stopped
and thought about what he'd said, "Huh, I never even considered all that
until now."

   "You're dad two point o." Jimmy grunted.  "That makes sense I guess. 
I'm more like mom.  I'm quieter, nicer, kind of sensitive." He sighed,
"Guess I'm not man enough."

   "Don't be a dork." Jeff told him, "Being a man has nothing to do with
any of that, but I think me being like him is what makes her feel good with
me.  I don't know, all I know is there was no her preferring me over you.
It just happened."

   "Might have happened differently if I went to school up here and still
lived at home."

   "I think if you stayed this conversation doesn't happen.  I doubt mom
and I would have crossed the line with you here all the time."

   "Oh, joy." He said dryly, "I'm responsible for all this in a way."

   "Jimmy you have to let this go.  Mom loves you as much as me, but in a
different way."

   "No, she loves you more because she loves you in both ways."

   "If you see it that way then you're the one hurting yourself."

   "I know.  You guys aren't trying to make me feel bad.  But I wish."

   "Wish what?"

   "I wish I could, just once."

   "Could what?"

   "Be with mom.  Like you are."

   "Sleep with her?" Jeez this was getting worse, Jeff thought.

   "Yes, sleep with her, have sex with her, you know, just once get to feel
what you feel with her."

   "Right, well..."

   "You don't get it I don't expect you too, but this hurts.  I was always
close to mom, dad used to call me a mama's boy.  I was just like her, you
were like him and always running around with friends and playing sports and
chasing girls."

   "Mom used to say she loved how sweet I was.  She loved you to, but she
liked that I was like her, not dad.  That's why she called me her baby boy.
You were dad's boy.  The fighter, the tough kid, the one who loved his
trade and wanted to keep it going on the family."

   "He loved you went to school, Jimmy.  He was so proud when you got that
acceptance letter just before he passed away.  He was proud of both of us."

   "I know, but he was more thrilled with you.  It was okay though.  You
were dad and I was mom and that's what I had in my mind over you.  That I
was mom's favorite, her baby and the sweet kid she identified more with. 
Now I find out you even took that away."

   Jimmy was choking up and Jeff's frustration faded.  Getting out of bed,
he went and sat next to his brother, putting his hand on his shoulder.

   "I didn't take anything away, Jimmy.  Mom loves all of that about you
still, she always will."

   "But not like she loves you.  You don't get it Jeff, you got it all. 
All of dad's praise and now all of mom, literally.  You sleep with her, you
hold her, she tells you she loves you and means it in every way."

   "I don't know what to say, little brother, except I'm sorry if I somehow
hurt you."

   "You didn't.  It hurts, but not because you made it hurt."

   "Can I make it better somehow?"

   "No, only mom could and I would never ask her to." "To sleep with her?"

   "Yes.  That's what I want.  I want to know her like that.  I want to
feel her, for her to feel me.  I want to be in her bed and hear her call me
her baby boy while she....loves me."

   "Not sure that would ever happen, Jimmy."

   "It won't and the reason isn't just because I wouldn't have the stones
to ask her, but you and her are together.  I would be asking her to cheat
and that's not right for you." He shrugged, "So all I can do is stew about
it." He looked at Jeff.

   "I know; I'm an idiot and a pussy right?"

   "Not at all, Jimmy.  I never knew you felt that bad, that you weren't as
important to dad."

   "I know I was, but in a different way.  Like I said, being a mama's boy
was what I had that you didn't.  Now you're mama's man."

   He wiped at his eyes, "Man, I'm pathetic.  I catch my brother having sex
with my mother and the only real reason I'm upset is because I feel left
out."

   "You're not pathetic." Jeff squeezed his shoulder.  "This is a messed up
situation for all involved so who's to say what's right and wrong to feel?"

   "Maybe, but easy for you to say, you're the one that got what he wanted,
you don't know what it's like to always feel second best."

   He eased away from Jeff, "I don't mean that as a shot at you big
brother, you've never made me feel that way.  It just is what it is as dad
always said.  I'll get over it." He sighed slipping his legs back under the
sheet, said, "Not like I have a choice."

   "Night, Jeff, thanks for listening." He rolled over on his side facing
the wall, signaling the conversation was over.

   "Night, little brother." Jeff went back over to his bed, and stretched
out, but didn't close his eyes.

   He replayed the conversation in his mind and kept coming back to the
hurt in his brother's eyes.  Who could have expected jealousy, instead of
anger or just plain disgust?  He looked over at Jimmy and in the dim light
provided by the street lamp coming through the partially open window, he
could see his shoulder shaking; he was crying.

   Jeff's heart went out to him and he thought of his last words, that he
had no choice, but to get over it.

   That wasn't necessarily true.

   *****

   "Mom?"

   Karen opened her eyes to see Jeff standing by the side of the bed.

   "Honey, what are you doing in here?"

   "Don't worry, Jimmy's asleep." Jeff sat down on the edge of the bed and
looking at the clock Karen saw it was just after two in the morning.

   "Baby, I know it's hard to not be with each other, but we can't take a
chance, he could wake up any time."

   "I didn't come in here for that." Jeff assured her, although when she
sat up against the pillow his eyes immediately sought out her breasts.

   Karen was wearing one of those slinky silky tops that revealed a lot of
cleavage and her nipples showed clearly through the pink material.  Jeff
imagined the matching pair of little shorts still beneath the covers and
how they were tight enough to show off lips of her pussy.

   Despite his intention to simply talk, his cock swelled in his shorts and
leaning over, he kissed her, his hand going to her left breast, squeezing
it gently as his thumb found her nipple through the top.

   "You didn't?" She eased back from his kiss.  "Could have fooled me." Her
eyes hungrily roamed over her son's muscular form in the tight white
sleeveless shirt then down to the large bugle in his shorts.  "Jeff, don't
do this to me, we can't."

   "I know," He sighed.  "Even though Jimmy did tell me I could come sleep
in here now that he knows."

   "And we said we wouldn't." She reminded him, ignoring the protests of
her already very warm pussy.

   "We won't, but we need to talk."

   "It can wait." Karen shook her head, "If Jimmy knows you're in here he's
not going to think we're talking."

   "We have to talk without him around and need to do it soon.  I've been
awake and he's been snoring for almost an hour, we should be fine."

   "What do you want to talk about?"

   "Jimmy."

   "Right," Karen nodded, thinking about Jimmy's request to kiss her and
the comment he'd made about Jeff being lucky.  "We do need to talk about
him, he kind of surprised me with something just before he went to bed,
after you had left us alone."

   "Bet I got a bigger surprise for you." Jeff replied.  "But go ahead, you
first."

   "Don't say anything and don't get mad." Karen warned him, "But when I
kissed him goodnight he asked if I would kiss him for real."

   "Did you?"

   "Yes.  I know it may have been a mistake, but all I could think of was
he saw you banging me over the kitchen table and I'm going to say no to a
quick peck on the lips from him?" She sighed, "So I kissed him, tried for
really quick, but he made it longer and would have kept going if I didn't
pull away."

   "How far do you think he would have gone?" Jeff asked, putting his hand
on her leg and wishing she didn't have the covers pulled up to her waist.
Damn, even during something serious like this he couldn't keep from
thinking of her.

   "I don't know." She admitted, "But he made a comment about you being a
lucky guy." She looked at Jeff, her eyes, misting up, "I screwed up yet
again.  Should have just told him no.  I think he feels I'd be open to
something with him now, or maybe he was testing me, either way."

   She lowered her head, "I'm a fucking disgrace as a mother, Jeff.  I'm in
love with one son and just feel like I betrayed the other because of it."

   "Hey, you're a good mom, always have been." Jeff slid onto the bed next
to her and slipped his arm around her shoulders.  "This is weird, we know
that, but we know how real it is and Jimmy, well I guess there was no
perfect way for him to take this."

   Karen gratefully leaned into him and put her hand on his chest, "You'll
always defend me, Jeff and I'm not saying we're not happy, but I'm never
going to see mother of the year votes over this mess" She lifted her head
and kissed him, "I hope I'm a better girlfriend."

   "You're the best women I know, period."

   "Sex is still off the table, no matter how thick you lay it on." She
gave him a tired grin.  "You don't seem surprised by what I told you."

   "Not at all, in fact I'm glad because this way you won't have any doubts
about what I'm going to tell you."

   Karen rested her head on his shoulder and listened as Jeff recounted his
conversation with his brother.  When he was finished she leaned up and
released a deep breath,

   "So Jimmy thinks I chose you over him somehow, that's crazy."

   "All this is crazy, remember?"

   "I feel awful." She wiped at her eyes, "I always thought him finding out
about us would upset him, but just in the sense of its wrong and we were
lying.  I never thought he would be jealous."

   "Me either." Jeff agreed, "But he made some sense.  All the people that
condemn it have never been in a position to see it and feel it.  Jimmy saw
it as a special closeness, one he never got to have with you."

   "One no son is supposed to want." She pointed out, "Unless of course
they're my sons.  I think I went wrong somewhere."

   "We're not wrong." Jeff snapped, "Stop saying that."

   "I'm sorry, honey.  You're right, but I saw us as an exception, now
Jimmy sees it and he wants it too.  Makes me feel I put something out there
I shouldn't have."

   "You didn't.  You and I grew close over your grief and my wanting to be
there for you and things escalated.  Jimmy is seeing it as me somehow one
upping him.  I never knew he felt that way, I always thought he was the
good kid, with going to college and being a lot more like you."

   "We always loved you both equally." Karen assured him, "But I think
Jimmy was right.  You are so much like your father and I'm the kind of
woman who's always in control in life, but likes to be controlled in bed
and you have that confidence and physicality and edge to you.  Sweet gets
checked at the bedroom door."

   "But what do we do?" Jeff asked nervously, knowing what he wanted to
suggest, but afraid to.

   "I don't know.  He talked to you in confidence so I can't approach him.
I could try to talk to him and fish the answers out of him.  But even if I
get him to open up, I'm not sure I can make him feel better about all
this."

   "Of course there is." Jeff said, the quickly, before he changed his mind
blurted, "Give him what he wants."

   "But he wants to sleep with me." Karen's eyes widened and she looked at
him, "You're saying you think I should have sex with Jimmy?"

   "Yes." He answered quietly.  "He was so upset, mom.  The kid was crying.
I'm not sure he should feel that heartbroken, but feelings and should don't
go hand in hand.  I hate seeing him hurt."

   "I do to, but honey." Karen put her hands out, "How will this help? 
What if I did then it makes it worse?  He wants it again and if I say it's
just once he gets hurt over that, like you were better than him."

   "There's that risk, but I think it would work.  Jimmy isn't looking to
take my place.  He's conceded that we're in love and he even said he would
never ask because it would be asking you to cheat on me and he wouldn't
want that."

   "That's true." She told him, "Jeff, we're a couple.  I wouldn't want you
with another woman and don't tell me you'd be fine with me sleeping with
another man."

   "He's not another man, he's my brother.  And we're a couple, but you're
also my mother and his mother too."

   "Are you saying you'd be okay with me having sex with Jimmy?" Karen
frowned.  "Jeff, nothing good comes of this, nothing at all; just more
jealousy and drama."

   "I'd let you do it for him." Jeff told her, then gave her a wry smile,
"Hey, we'd still be keeping it in the family right?"

   "This sounds like the plot to the next part of the Taboo movie series."
Karen said.  "A family hall pass."

   "Mom, I would be okay with it." He thought for a moment, "With the
understanding its once.  It's one night with you and I mean the night, he
can spend it here in our bed.  I say that because I think that would be
part of what he wants."

   "But he might agree, then change his mind."

   "Then it becomes tough shit." Jeff stated, "He says he wants just one
time, he gets it.  He's all whiny and wussy after that, then he has to deal
with it."

   "You are your father's son." She smiled, then turned serious, "You seem
to assume I would just do this, like your permission is all this is about."

   "Sorry if it sounds like that, of course you have to agree.  I'm just
telling you I'd be okay with it."

   "Would you really?  A lot of couples think swinging could be hot, until
they do it, then you get to where it happens and jealousy rears its ugly
head." She looked away, "Your father and I found that one out years ago."

   "What?" Jeff exclaimed, "You and dad....swapped?  Holy shit!"

   "It was a long time ago.  You guys were very young and we went through
this phase we wanted to spice things up.  It wasn't a swap, your father
wanted to watch me have sex with another man.  We left you guys with his
parents for a few days so we could go out of town where no one knew us."

   "We found a local get together and we met a guy we both liked.  I had
sex with him.  Your father seemed to be very excited at the time.  In fact
the second time with the guy, he joined in."

   "Mom!" Jeff couldn't believe he was hearing this.

   "I wanted to.  I can't deny it and he wanted it so why not?  But after
that night your dad got funny.  Kept asking if I liked that guy better.  If
I thought of him all the time, claimed I seemed too into it."

   "It caused some issues for awhile, but we worked it out.  I told him I
loved him, that guy was sex and because your father thought he wanted it.
That guy had my body for a couple of hours; your dad had my heart for a
lifetime."

   "Damn, mom you are a wild little thing, aren't you?" Jeff grinned
wickedly.  "You so have to give me details another time."

   "That doesn't bother you?" She said surprised.  "I was telling you to
prove a point, that this could cause trouble for us, Jeff.  How do you know
you won't wonder things like that?"

   "I can't know for sure, but..." He winked, "Picturing what you just told
me is a big turn on.  Man, you're so fucking hot!"

   "You'd want to watch me with another guy?"

   "No, let's not get crazy, but it's a hot story, just the point you did
it and Dad?  Wow who would have thought it?" He pointed to her.  "But that
story gave you your answer as to how I feel."

   "What do you mean?"

   "What you said about the heart.  Jimmy could have your body for a night;
I know I have your love."

   "But in that case, the guy was no one to me.  Jimmy is my son, I love
him too."

   "It's different, you love me differently, but it's up to you mom.  I
think he needs it and I'm willing to let it happen because he's my brother
and I love him and maybe I feel like in a way he's owed something from us
for this and I sure as hell can't make it better."

   "That's true and I keep saying it's on me because I'm the mother.  I'm
responsible for everything that happens with my sons." She was silent for a
couple of minutes and Jeff let her think about it.

   "Why don't you go out tonight, Jeff?" She asked softly.  "I can't do
this with you in the house."

   "I'll go out with Rob from work for a few beers then crash at his place,
he won't care."

   "You sure you'll be okay with this?" She asked, "You're not going to be
sitting there stewing and picturing your brother with me?"

   "I can't say I won't think about it at all, but I can deal with it.  You
wouldn't do it if I said no and that's the important thing."

   "We don't talk about it." Karen said, "Beyond me telling you it went
okay, no details, no twenty questions."

   "I got it."

   "Good, I couldn't handle another 'was he better' incident in a
relationship, that wasn't pretty."

   "No worries." Jeff winked, "I know I'm better."

   "Is that so?" She grinned at him, "Jimmy's sweet, maybe I'll like sweet
better."

   "You don't like sweet." He told her, his heart beginning to race as she
kicked the covers away from her.

   'Then what do I like?" She asked, her dark eyes smoldering with desire
as she bent her legs at the knees and lifting her hips, slipped her shorts
off.

   "You like this." He grabbed her shoulder and roughly rolled her over
onto her stomach,

   Pulling his shorts down with one hand while he pressed the other in the
middle of her back holding her to the bed, Jeff pushed his knee between her
legs forcing them open.  He got his other leg between them and putting his
other hand on her back, slammed his cock between her thighs.

   Karen released a muffled squeal into the pillow as her son held her down
onto the bed and fucked her face down and her legs straight out in a prone
position.  Jeff knew they couldn't risk a long time and hammered away at
her so hard she was bouncing on the bed.

   Leaning over her, he hissed in her ear, "This is how you like it."

   "Fuck," She groaned, "You...we weren't supposed to!  The door isn't
locked."

   "Yes it is." He grinned as he continued his assault on his mother's
helpless pussy.

   "You knew I'd fuck you, you bastard." She managed in between her yelps
of delight.

   "Love you mom!" He laughed then moaned, when after several more savage
pumps, his excited cock exploded inside her.  Burying himself deep inside
her as his twitching cock filled her, he whispered, "God I love you."

   "I love you too, Jeff." She purred as her son emptied himself inside
her. "Now get your ass back in the room with your brother before we end up
back at square one."

   Jeff sat up, making sure to wipe his dripping cock on her ass and give
her a playful spank.

   "Whatever you say mom." He said, slipping his shorts back on as she
rolled over then grimaced at the sticky mess she had just made on her ass.

   "Get out you smart ass." She told him, making a show of pulling the
covers up.  "It's not nice to use your mother for sex."

   "No, but it sure is fun." He leaned over to kiss her then quickly left
the room.

   Karen lay there her breathing still ragged from the short, but damned
hard fucking Jeff had just given her.  She swore talking about her with
Jimmy had gotten him going; then again maybe it was a case of showing her
what he had to offer before she slept with his brother.

   If the latter were the case, this could be as big of an issue as she was
afraid of.  If it was the former and her talking about sex with someone
else had fired him up then it was simply a case of like father, like son.
Thinking back to that tumultuous time in her marriage, Karen hoped that
wasn't completely true.

   ******

   "Hey, guys, I'm taking off." Jeff announced, coming into the parlor
where Karen and Jimmy were watching TV, "Going to pick up Rob and head down
to have a few."

   "Be careful driving, Jeff.  Rob lives over a half hour from here." Karen
tried to ignore the butterflies in her stomach and sound casual.

   "I think I'm going to crash there, come home in the morning," He said,
following the script.  "There's a few bands playing and it will probably be
late and you're right, I won't take any chances."

   "I see, you're using your brother being here as an excuse to escape for
a boys night out." She told him, with a wink Jimmy couldn't see.

   "I'm sure Jimmy will be fine with just the two of you hanging out." He
waved at his younger brother, "Gives him plenty of time to bitch about me
and you guys can watch all that girlie American idol crap."

   "That's not on Friday's." Jimmy said, and then rolled his eyes when Jeff
laughed at him.

   "Knew you watched that!"

   "Leave him alone." Karen looked at Jimmy, "I have all season on DVR, we
can watch them together."

   "Girls night!" Jeff laughed, then leaning over to kiss Karen on the
cheek whispered, "Don't worry about anything, this will all work out."

   "Try not to cry during the shows, little brother." He told Jimmy, then
with a wave went out the front door.

   Karen heard the roar of his pick up as he backed out of the drive way
and tore down the street to piss the neighbors off as he'd been doing since
he was old enough to drive and glanced over at Jimmy.

   As had been the case since she'd come home from work, the second she
looked at him, he looked away.  Knowing what was coming, Karen had changed
out of her conservative business suit and into a pair of denim cuts offs
that were almost short enough to be considered 'daisy dukes' and tight
enough to look painted on.

   She would have never worn these in front of Jimmy, nor Jeff before they
had become lovers.  They'd been Jim's favorite on her for how they showed
off her long legs and ass.  Along with the shorts she'd donned a white tank
top that was a size to small and hugged her tits while leaving her navel
visible.

   She'd let her hair down and had decided to walk around barefoot,
something she never did, but wanted to try to appear as sexy as possible.
Even had the conversation early this morning never happened, Karen would
have known Jimmy's new found desire for her.

   He couldn't keep his eyes off her.  Anytime she had her back to him, she
could feel his gaze on her.  Karen played it up, moving about the house and
bending over to pick things up or stretching to reach for things.

   She gave him plenty of chances and time to ogle her long tanned legs and
get a few views down her shirt.  Karen hadn't been so bold as to go
braless, that would have been to blatant, but had picked a blue lace bra
that was French cut, leaving the inner halves of her breasts exposed eight
down to the hint of rosy skin around her nipple.

   Jimmy was not only staring but obviously uncomfortable.  He kept evading
her gaze when they'd all had dinner together and fidgeted and squirmed in
his seat as if he were as nervous as she now felt.

   Karen could see the lust in his eyes more than once, when she'd caught
his eye right after he'd been staring at her.  She felt terrible, cock
teasing her son, but she wanted him to want her.

   When she offered herself to him Karen wanted him worked up, too worked
up to really resist her.  She'd told Jeff that if Jimmy was reluctant she
wouldn't push him too hard.  If he didn't want to, she wouldn't force him
to.

   But she did know this would be the only thing that would get this all
out of his system and hoped she had him thinking of her.  Karen stretched,
raising her arms over her head and pushing her breasts up and out.

   She had turned to look out the window as she did and again felt the heat
of her son's eyes on her.  When she finished, she stood up and turning
around, made a show of fussing with the pillows, bending over and working
her ass for him.

   Mother of the year you're not, she reminded herself as she continued to
tease her baby.  She sat back down and patted the couch next to her,

   "How about you come on over and we can watch some American Idol?"

   "No, that's okay." He sounded nervous and his eyes were having a hard
time staying on her face.

   "Don't pay any attention to your brother, there's nothing wrong with
watching those shows."

   "Oh, I could care less what super goon says." He gave her a tight smile,
"I'm fine over here."

   "Aw, come on." Karen widened her eyes and gave him a playful pout, "My
baby boy doesn't want to come sit with mom?  You too big for me now?"

   "Um, know what, mom; I think I'm going to go to bed."

   "Bed?  It's seven o clock." Karen frowned; this wasn't what she'd hoped
for.  She was hoping to get him next to her and go from there.

   "Yeah, well, I'm tired."

   "Feeling okay?" She got up and walked over to where he was sitting.

   Karen stood between his legs and lowered her head, pressing her lips to
his forehead and giving him a very good look down her shirt.

   "You do feel warm." She said, keeping her chest at eye level, "You're a
little sweaty too, you nervous about something?"

   "I'm just not up for TV and I'm tired, I'll lie down and read for
awhile."

   He stood up quickly in front of her and pushed past her.

   "What, no hug and kiss goodnight?" She put her arms out, "You're never
too old to give your mother a hug."

   Jimmy stared at her and she saw his eyes give her a quick up and down.
He swallowed nervously and putting his hand to his mouth blew her a kiss.
"Just in case I'm coming down with something.  Night mom."

   Well this wasn't working out, Karen stood there with her arms crossed
wondering what to do next.  She doubted she could find a guide to seducing
your son to help her along.  She had wanted to be somewhat subtle, get him
close and start touching him, platonically at first, then take it further.

   Karen hadn't wanted to be bold and come right onto him, but she wasn't
seeing any option once he made it into his room.  As if on cue she heard
his door close.

   "Okay." She said softly to herself, "Come on Karen, you're a cougar,
he's a damn kid, you should be able to be convincing."

   Course he was her kid, but she was trying not to think of that, or the
fact that if she seduced Jimmy she would have had sex with both her sons.
Maybe she'd back off.  No, then she would have spent all night teasing him
and making things worse.

   She stopped on that thought, teasing.  Christ, he was nineteen and
horny, he was going to go jerk off, and to her.  Moving quickly down the
hallway, she knocked on his door.

   "Hey, Jimmy, do me a favor, wait a couple minutes before you lay down, I
might need your help, okay?"

   "Yeah, okay," He said without opening the door.  "But I'm pretty tired,
will it be soon?"

   "Yup, I might just need a hand, I'll let you know."

   Karen hurried to her room and closing the door, stripped off the shorts
and shirt along with the revealing bra and matching string thong she'd
chosen to wear beneath it as a treat.  Doesn't every mother treat her son
with lingerie?

   Rolling her eyes at herself, she stood there naked wondering what to put
on, just a robe?  She eyed the nightstand where she kept some of her
'jammies' and smiled.  Jeff always said those sets were simple sexy and
loved them on her, maybe it ran in the family.

   Trying to ignore that thought, she flipped through the sets until she
found a baby blue set.  When he was younger Jimmy always said his 'mommy'
looked 'real pretty' in light blue and she used to wear it for him
sometimes.  Although back then it was a blouse or a dress, not lace trimmed
boy shorts and a cammy top.

   She sprayed on a little perfume, then lit the candles that were on the
night stands and bureau.  And shut off the light.  Sitting on the foot of
the bed, she picked up her phone, and her heart pounding, called him.

   "Yeah, mom?"

   "Honey, can you come in my room for a minute?"

   "Why what's in there?" He asked and she could hear the tension in his
voice.

   "The damn window keeps sticking and I'm not strong enough to shut it and
I want to run the AC.  It will only take a minute."

   "Okay, be right there."

   Karen put the phone on the night stand and took a deep breath.  She
heard Jimmy approach the door, then knock.

   "Come on in."

   Jimmy entered, "Which window is....oh." He stopped in mid sentence when
she stood up and sauntered over to him, putting some extra swing in her
hips.

   "The window's fine, baby.  That's not why I called you in here."

   She stopped in front of him and if it weren't such a serious situation
she would have laughed at his struggle to keep his eyes from roaming over
her body, especially her nipples visible through the shirt.

   "Like what you see, honey?" She spread her arms out and did a little
turn form him, letting him see her ass hugged by the tight shorts.

   "What....what are you doing?" His voice was barely audible.

   "I just thought it was time your mother spent some quality time with her
baby boy." Taking his hand she walked backwards towards the bed.  Jimmy let
her lead him there and when they reached it, she put her arms around his
neck, "Now how about we try that kiss again?"

   "Mom, why are you doing this?" He put his hands on her arms as if he was
going to move them, but he just rested them on her forearms.

   "Honey, I know why you asked for that kiss last night and why you seemed
so sad when you went to bed last night."

   "You do?"

   "No one knows a son like his mother." She said softly as she pressed
into him, her breasts pushing against his chest.  "I know you want me,
Jimmy.  You feel bad your brother gets to be with me in a way you haven't."

   "I do want you." He said, thrilling her, at least he wasn't going to
deny it, not that he could with the bulge she felt pressing into her thigh
through his shorts.

   "And I want you to have me, baby.  I want to love you the way you want
me to."

   She tightened her hold on him and rising up on her toes, parted her
lips, expecting him to kiss her.  He leaned in and just as his lips grazed
hers, he turned his head.

   "I can't."

   "Of course you can." She smiled, encouragingly, "Trust me, baby.  If
you're worried about being nervous I can fix that." She licked her lips to
get him thinking about what she meant, "I can be pretty persuasive."

   "No, it's not that.  Mom, what about Jeff?"

   He pulled away suddenly causing her to release him.

   "You guys are, you know a couple.  He'd be mad and he'd be right.  You
guys raised us to never go with someone who was with a person, it's not
right."

   "Jimmy, sit down." She pointed to the edge of the bed.  "Please?" She
added when he remained still.

   Jimmy walked slowly over looking like he did when he was a kid and
thought he was going to get punished.  Well, he might be getting a tongue
lashing, but one he wanted.  Karen noticed he had removed his shoes and
socks and again noted the large bulge in his shorts.  He did want her and
that told her anything she did from this point on wouldn't be forcing
anything on him.

   He sat down next to her and taking his hand she put it on her inner
thigh and held it there when he tried to move it.  She smiled when he
didn't try too hard.

   "Jeff knows, baby."

   "He...what?"

   "He knows, that's why he's going out tonight, to give us time to be
together."

   "He told you, didn't he?"

   "I already knew from that kiss." She assured him, not a lie really, "But
we talked and your brother feels bad that you're hurting.  He wants you to
be happy and he's willing to share his happiness."

   "You mean share you?" Jimmy's eyes were focused on her nipples and now
not even making an attempt to hide his interest.

   "Yes, but only for a night, honey.  Your brother and I are a couple, but
we're also all family.  We're in a unique situation and because he loves
you, he wants you to have what you want."

   "Really?  He won't be mad or jealous?"

   "Not at all." She hoped, "It was his idea and once he told me he was
fine with it, I decided I was too.  If my baby boy wants his mother then he
can have her."

   "Have her." He repeated quietly, "Like everything?"

   She laughed when he blushed right after asking, "Within reason," She
cautioned, "But more importantly its one time, Jimmy, it can't be more,
understand?"

   "Yes." He said and to her surprise, his hand moved beneath hers, lightly
caressing her inner thigh.  His fingers were trembling and a wave of
affection-and more than a little heat- flowed through her at how nervous he
was.

   "I need to know you mean that and it will be okay afterwards.  You can
spend the night, we can play as long as you want as often as you want, but
in the morning, you leave before Jeff comes home and we don't speak of it."

   "I'm okay with that." He gave her a shy smile, "I just want to know what
you're like, you know the way Jeff knows."

   "Well you're never going to if you don't give me that kiss." She winked,
"Your mom can be pretty naughty, but I'm not cheap.  You want to kiss those
lips, you kiss these first."

   "Wow." He whispered.

   "I'm sorry." She frowned, "Do you want me to be demure for you?"

   "I want you to be however you want to be." He turned to the side and
putting his hands on her shoulders, leaned in and kissed her.

   Karen moaned softly as his lips tentatively caressed hers.  He was tense
and his fingers were still trembling on her arms.

   His nervousness was endearing and she had to admit, more than a little
arousing.  Jeff was confident from the moment they had become intimate.  It
had been a long time since she'd felt as if she were truly calling the
shots and it thrilled her to have her youngest son nervous to be with her.

   She took his wrists in her hands as they kissed and ran his hands up and
down her arms.

   "Touch me, honey, touch me anywhere you want." She whispered against his
lips, "I'm here for you, mom's all yours, baby boy."

   "Baby boy." He repeated.

   "You too old for that?" She asked her lips so close to his they grazed
them as she spoke.

   "I love it." He answered, then kissed again, this time more firmly.

   Karen let him control the kiss, moving her lips gently across his and
putting her arms around his neck.  Jimmy's hands were now moving, sliding
up and down her arms and across her shoulders.  She sighed when he ran his
hands up through her hair, and taking the lead, pushed her tongue against
his lips.

   Jimmy accepted her tongue and moaned when it danced across his.  She let
her hands roam down his back and along his sides.  Grabbing his shirt she
tugged up on it and when it reached his chest, she broke the kiss, "Arms
up, baby boy."

   "Kind of for a different reason now," he gave her a nervous, but eager
smile as he lifted his arms, allowing her to remove his shirt.

   She flipped it to the side and resumed their kiss while teasing her long
nails up and down his chest and stomach.  She slid them over to his arms,
squeezing them and purred, "You are filling out, aren't you, baby?"

   His answer was to immediately seek her lips again this time his tongue
plunging confidently into her mouth.  Karen slid her arms around him and
rubbed his back, enjoying the hard muscles beneath his skin.

   Jimmy removed his lips from hers and fastened them to her neck, causing
her to moan softly for him.  She let her head fall back, giving him better
access to her neck.  Jimmy kissed and sucked gently on the soft skin there
and his hands worked down her back and slipped under the silky top.

   She sighed as his strong hands rubbed her back as he continued working
her neck.  His hands moved around to the front, caressing her stomach, then
moved upwards.  He stopped when she could feel the edge of his fingers
grazing the bottom of her breasts.

   "Go ahead," She breathed as his lips made their way to the other side of
her neck, "Don't be shy, baby, touch me."

   Jimmy's hands moved over her breasts and she gasped when his palms
rubbed across her swollen nipples.  He gently squeezed her breasts and
moaned as he did.  His hands were shaking against her firm flesh, but his
lips were pretty confident on her neck and he was rubbing and fondling her
tits.

   His fingers found her nipples and even as she groaned in pleasure, Karen
thought of how easily she had gotten into this.  Was there something to the
thought of it only being taboo because people never tried it because they
were told not to?  Would all sons and mothers have this chemistry if they
took that step and crossed the line?

   Or was there something fundamentally wrong with her that both her sons
could so easily arouse her, but that would mean it was on them as well as
they both desired her so much.  Karen stopped her mind from spinning and
let her body take over, rocking her hips as Jimmy rolled her nipples
between his fingers sending warm signals of passion throughout her body.

   His hands left her breasts causing her to groan in frustration, but that
turned into a delighted giggle when he grabbed her top, "Arms up," He said
in her ear.

   "Oh, not shy now are?" She asked as she put her arms over her head.

   "Sorry." He stopped with the shirt even with her breasts.

   "Don't be!" She told him, "Like you said to me, be yourself honey, this
is about us having fun." She lowered her voice to a seductive purr,
"Nothing like a little mother son bonding is there, baby boy?"

   He pulled her top off and when he saw her breasts the look on his face
caused her already warm pussy to gush.

   "Mom, they're, amazing."

   "Yeah, you like mom's titties," She cupped them for him, showing them
off and rubbing her nipples.  Again, the ease with which she could act like
a reject from a mother son porn video caught her off guard, but the look of
pure lust in her son's eyes overwhelmed every emotion but her own desire.

   "Yes," His hands slid under hers, his thumbs back on her rosy nipples.

   "Then why aren't they in your mouth?"

   No longer concerned with coming on too strong, Karen got up, stood
between his legs and shoved her tits in his face.  Jimmy seemed to have
overcome his nervousness as quickly as she had slipped into slut mommy mode
and eagerly sucked her right nipple into his mouth.

   "That's it." She cried out, her hands going behind his head, holding him
to her chest, "Show me how much you want me."

   Jimmy did the best he could to prove it, turning to suck on her other
breast while fondling them both.  Karen arched her back, pushing her nipple
deeper into his mouth and running her hands up and down his bare back.

   Jimmy's hands slid down her sides and she released a sharp breath when
he slipped his fingers into her shorts and pushed them down her hips.

   "Yeah, you want me naked, honey?" She eased back and putting her back to
him, slowly pushed her shorts down, giving him a sexy shimmy as she did.

   She bent over to slip them from her feet, giving him a view of not just
her ass, but her pussy peeking out from between her thighs.  He grabbed her
ass, squeezing her cheeks hard enough to make her yelp in surprise.

   Karen turned back around to face him and was surprised to see he was
standing up.  He surprised her further when he put his arms around her
waist and pulled her against him.  His lips sought out hers and this time
the kiss was deep, passionate and somewhat forceful.

   His hand slid over the small of her back to her ass, fondling her cheeks
and reaching between them, Karen unsnapped his shorts and yanked them open,
her hands digging eagerly for her prize.

   Jimmy groaned into her mouth when her fingers wrapped around his cock.
Karen moaned as well as she stroked him as much as she could at that angle.
Jim was hung and appeared to have passed it on to both of his boys, because
Jimmy was not small.

   Out of control with lust, Karen pushed Jimmy down onto the bed and
grabbing his shorts tugged them down, causing his cock to spring free.

   "Oh, look at that." She licked her lips as she tossed his shorts to the
floor.  "You do want me, don't you?"

   Jimmy slid up on the bed and putting her knees on the edge of the bed,
Karen made a show of crawling up to him, her nipples grazing the covers and
her ass in the air as she made her way up between her son's legs.

   "Oh my God." He breathed; his eyes wide.

   Karen kissed the inside of his thigh, then the other, her own eyes fixed
on the long thick cock awaiting her.  Reaching his balls, she flicked her
tongue out across them.  Jimmy moaned as she swirled her tongue across his
swollen sac, then sucked them into her mouth.

   She stretched out so she was lying between his legs on her stomach and
grabbing his cock, lightly stroked it while she bathed his balls with her
tongue.

   "You...you don't have to do that." He said softly, although the look on
his face told her he loved having his mother work his balls with her mouth.

   "I don't have to do anything," She kissed each of his balls, then caused
him to shudder, when she ran her tongue along his shaft, up to the swollen
purple head of his cock.  "I'm doing this because I want to make my baby
boy happy."

   She quickly took him into her mouth and bobbed her head several times,
making him moan in surprised pleasure.  Releasing him, she licked her now
pre cum smeared lips.  "You happy, baby?"

   "Ecstatic," He gave her another shy smile, "You look so good down
there."

   "You like how your dick looks in your mother's face?" She asked, rubbing
his dripping tip along her cheek for emphasis.

   "Wow, you like to talk dirty, don't you?"

   "You don't like it?" She stopped, was she being too much for him?  This
was supposed to be what he wanted, not her.

   "I love it?" He whispered, "Can I do it too?"

   "Why couldn't you?"

   "Doesn't seem like the way to talk to your mother." He said so seriously
she couldn't help laughing even as she stroked his cock.

   "Seeing your mother has your cock in her face, I think it's okay." She
blew lightly on his head causing his dick to twitch.  "Go ahead, tell me
what you want."

   "Mom, will you, I want to see you lick my cock."

   "Anything my baby boy wants." Pressing her tongue to his shaft, she ran
her tongue down the length of his cock.

   When she reached the base she swirled her tongue around his balls once
more, then worked her tongue up the other side of him.  When she reached
the tip she turned her head to the side and placing her lips around his
shaft moved her head up and down, sliding his cock between her soft lips.

   "Oh, fuck." He moaned, "Mom that looks," He moaned when she moved
faster, "And feels unbelievable, I knew you'd be good at it."

   "Yeah, you knew mommy would be a good cock sucker?"

   She squeezed his cock hard enough to make him groan then pressed her
lips to the pre cum dripping from it.  She moved her head back, taking a
trail of sticky fluid with her, then slurped it back up and made him gasp
when she opened wide and downed his sizable cock, right to the base.

   "Oh, damn." He groaned, his hips moving as he squirmed on the bed while
she slipped her tongue out and licked his balls.

   She shook her head, her tongue sliding around his shaft, then slurped
back up to the tip.  She opened wider letting a long trail of spit and
precum slide down his shaft.  Keeping her eyes on his she took him deep,
then bobbed her head.

   Jimmy moaned and whimpered, his hands sliding down into her hair and
holding it as she blew him.  She moved her head in a steady rhythm, taking
him about half way down each time.  Going slow she would have been teasing
both of them, but she didn't want to go so fast that he wouldn't enjoy it.

   As it was, his thighs were already shaking and his legs tensing as she
worked her soft lips and tongue along her son's shaft.  She kept her eyes
on his and moaned as he pushed lightly on her head guiding her along his
cock.

   His other hand caressed her back and bending her legs at the knees she
playfully kicked her feet back and forth while grinding her hips into the
bed and moaning at the contact against her throbbing clit.

   "Suck it." He whispered, surprising her, "Suck my cock, mom." He gave
her a little laugh, "Wow that's so wrong, but sounds so good."

   "Hmm" She winked and sucked him faster showing him she didn't think
there was anything wrong with it.

   "I can't believe you're blowing me." He said, "And it feels so good! 
And look at that ass, God you're fucking sexy!"

   She rewarded his compliments by working her hips up and down, pumping
her ass in the air and sucking him even faster.  She placed her hands on
his thighs and began taking him all the way down each time she lowered her
mouth.

   Jimmy was moaning continuously as she showed off her oral skills, giving
him a hands free blow job.

   "Oh, shit." He whimpered, "You need to stop, Oh!"

   Karen sucked him as fast as she could and letting the spit fly from her
mouth and making wet gurgling sounds to add to the thrill.  Jimmy's hands
tightened in her hair and his hips were rocking, shoving his impressive
dick deeper into his mother's willing mouth.

   "Oh, mom, please, I'm going to cum.  I...Oh, mom!"

   He groaned and Karen squealed as his cock erupted in her mouth, flooding
it with his hot cum.  She rolled her eyes back and moaned in pleasure as
she kept sucking as the warm jets of cum struck the back of her mouth and
flowed down her throat.

   Jimmy squirmed and writhed as she milked his dick and his helplessness
to control himself fanned the flames of her desire.  God she needed to feel
this cock inside her.  She grabbed him and jerked him off hard and fast,
urging the last of his cum from him.

   When she couldn't get another drop, she removed him from her mouth and
opening wide she wagged her tongue at him, showing off she'd swallowed
everything he'd give her.

   "Holy shit." He sighed, "That was incredible."

   "Baby, this cock is incredible." She slid up on her knees, still pumping
him in her fist; he was still hard, just like Jeff was after the first time
he came, damn her boys were studs.  Just like their father had been.

   That thought should have been a sour one, but as it always did when she
was in the middle of sex, it just fueled her taboo desire.

   "This cock is incredible." She replied, "This is mommy's cock, isn't
it?"

   "All yours." He told her, still breathing hard from his explosive
orgasm.

   "Good, because I need it, now!"

   Karen swung her legs over his hips, straddling him, and guiding his cock
to her pussy, drove down on him, burying him deep inside her.

   "Oh, fuck!" He gasped as she wiggled her hips, working his cock inside
her in a circular motion.  "That's, oh, shit you're wet!  "

   Karen worked her hips faster and having just come and his head still a
sensitive raw nerve, Jimmy whimpered and moaned beneath her.  Jimmy was
saying mom over and over as if begging for mercy as she rode his throbbing
cock.

   "Easy baby boy, just lay back and let me do the work." She moved up and
down now sliding the length of his cock in and out of her sopping slit.

   Jimmy groaned, but his hands went to her breasts, his fingers finding
her nipples and his hips began moving in time with hers.

   "There you go, that feels good, doesn't it, honey?"

   "You feel amazing." He looked up at her his eyes wide as if he couldn't
believe this was happening.  "And look just as good."

   "You like how I look riding you?" Karen lifted her arms over her head,
taking her hair up with it, posing for him as she sensually worked her hips
across his still rock hard cock.

   "Most beautiful woman I've ever seen." He told her, "Thank you, mom."

   "No, thank you." She bounced up and down on him, harder and faster, "You
feel pretty fucking good yourself."

   She grabbed his hand and bringing it between her legs pressed his thumb
to her swollen clit.

   "Make me come," She told him, "Let your mother come on her baby's cock."

   Jimmy rubbed her clit in hard circles and Karen took over playing with
her left nipple while he toyed with the right.  Like Jimmy, she'd been
pretty damned wound up and after only a couple minutes of his touch, her
legs trembled and she could feel the orgasm building within her.

   "Faster," She moaned, her hips now driving down into him hard enough to
make the bed rock, "Harder, come on honey, I need to come for you!"

   Jimmy pushed his thumb hard into her clit and surprised her by twisting
her nipple.  Karen pinched her other nipple so hard she cried out from the
pain, then squealed as it sent her over the edge.

   "Oh, Jimmy!" She called out as her body exploded into orgasm, her pussy
contracting around his cock.

   Jimmy moaned as she bucked wildly on top of him like she was riding a
prize bull in rodeo.  No, she was riding her son, her youngest son and on a
day that had started with her oldest son taking her hard and fast, pinning
her face down on the bed as he had his way with her.

   That thought sent a new wave of pleasure crashing through her and
beneath her, Jimmy groaned as his mother's pussy convulsed around his
thrusting cock.  Leaning over, Karen kissed him hard, whimpering into his
mouth as he managed to keep his thumb on her clit and the last waves of her
orgasm flowed through her.

   She leaned over and shoved her tit in his mouth, purring as he sucked it
while fucking her still quivering pussy.  Lying down on top of him, she
slid her arms beneath his and kissing his neck whispered, "Fuck me, Jimmy,
fuck me nice and hard, I love to get fucked hard after I come."

   All signs of hesitation-or shyness for that matter-gone, Jimmy wrapped
his arms around her waist, pinning him to her and began fucking her hard
enough to cause her to yelp with each thrust.

   She was yelping in his ear and she was sure her noises were driving him
to fuck her harder.  He was thrusting up into her so hard she was rocking
forward.  She couldn't believe the way he was taking her.  She had
envisioned him wanting to be sweet and making love to her, and here he was
really giving it to her.

   Then again, she hadn't come onto him sweetly at all.  Karen enjoyed
making love, she'd done it with her husband and as rough as he was, Jeff
loved her softly and sweetly on occasions, but for most of her life Karen
needed to get fucked and Jimmy was doing just that.

   She cried out in surprise, when Jimmy twisted to the side, rolling them
over.  Sitting up between her legs, he slammed into her hard and fast and
with a long moan, she placed her feet on his chest as he fucked.

   Karen cupped her wildly bouncing tits and played with them for him, but
noticed his gaze was fixed on his cock sliding in and out of her pink
flesh. His shaft was glistening and he was still so hard for her.

   Jimmy grabbed her ankles and putting her feet on his shoulders, leaned
forward, bracing his hands on the bed next to her head.  That pushed her
legs back to where her feet were over her head and she howled as he
hammered away at her.  Holy shit was her baby fucking her!

   As of reading her mind, he said, "I know this is what you like, I heard
how you were with Jeff in the kitchen, you don't want nice you want nasty."

   "I...I want whatever you want to give me, baby." She groaned, "But this
feel really fucking good!"

   "Maybe it will feel better another way?" He smiled hopefully.

   A thrill went through her, but she wanted to hear it, "Tell me what you
want."

   "I want you to get on your knees for me." He moaned as he kept pounding
her.  "I want to see my mom's hot little ass in the air."

   "Anything, for you, baby." She laughed.  "I'll take it for the team."

   Jimmy slid his cock from inside her and she quickly rolled over onto her
stomach, sliding her knees up beneath her and pointing her ass at him.  She
had no sooner, put it up there, when he grabbed her hips and slammed into
her with one long hard thrust.

   "Oh fuck!" She cried out.  "Damn, that's deep!"

   Jimmy resumed fucking her as hard as he had when she was on her back and
Karen pushed up on her hands and knees so she was higher up for him and he
was fucking her straighter.  Jimmy slid his hands up to her shoulders,
squeezing them as he slammed her.

   Karen lifted her hands one at a time, grabbing the head board and
squeezing the rungs as her son fucked the shit out her.  She was yelping
continuously then released a sharp cry when Jimmy put his right arm around
her waist and his fingers found her clit.

   "Oh, God!" She moaned as he leaned over her, his hand on the head board,
as he played with her pussy while pounding her.  "You watch a lot of porn."
She moaned.

   "No, just fooled around with a few not so good girls at school." He
breathed as he slowed his fucking while rubbing her clit.

   "Is your mother a not so good girl?"

   "My mother's a great girl." He moaned, "Best girl ever."

   "Oh, baby, you're going to make your best girl cum again, please keep
doing that!"

   Jimmy continued playing with her clit while ravaging her pussy with
those delicious long hard strokes.  Karen arched her back and shoved her
hips back and forth in time with his thrusts.

   "Oh, right there." She groaned, "I'm right there!"

   Jimmy pushed hard on her clit and squeezing the head board so hard her
knuckles popped, Karen lifted her head and emitted a long loud wail as she
went off on his plunging cock.  Jimmy cried out as her pussy exploded
around him and she bucked her hips uncontrollably slamming into him as her
orgasm took her over.

   She squealed repeatedly as he continued to fuck her and stroke her clit.
Whoever the girls he'd fooled around with her, she owed them a damn thank
you card.  This was not what she had expected from the sweeter of her two
sons, but she wasn't complaining, not at all.

   Behind her Jimmy was breathing heavy and was now fucking her with short
quick strokes as her pussy quivered and contracted around him.

   "Go head, baby, give it to me!  Cum for me!  Anywhere you want, just let
me have it!"

   Jimmy gave her several more hard thrusts, then whipping out his cock,
grabbed her shoulder.  Karen rolled over on her back for him and with a low
moan he released his cock and sent a long thick stream of cum across her
stomach and tits.

   Reaching between them, she grabbed his cock and took over jerking it. 
Jimmy groaned as his mother pumped his cock, sending several spurts of
thick cum onto her tits and belly.  She slowed her pumping, twisting her
wrist at the end of each stroke, wringing every drop from im and moaning
when some of it oozed down across her fingers.

   "Oh my fucking god." Jimmy gasped, sitting back on his knees, trying to
catch his breath.

   "Wow." She sighed, bringing her fingers to her mouth and smiling at the
look on his face as she licked them clean, "Baby, don't take this the wrong
way, but that is not what I expected."

   "I know, I'm the nice one, the sweet kid." He said in between deep
breaths.  "I wanted to show you I can be just like dad and Jeff."

   "Honey, you don't have to be anyone, but you." She let her head fall
back on the pillow, staring up at the ceiling and waiting for her heart to
stop pounding, "But I'm not going to say that wasn't nice."

   "It wasn't nice." He grinned.  "Not at all."

   "No, but it was fucking amazing." She told him.  "You enjoy that, baby?"

   "Loved it." He smiled down at her, "Love you."

   "Love you too." She hoped to hell he still meant it as just his mother,
she couldn't handle that kind of drama right now.  Next on the family
channel, Karen is in a love triangle, with her sons.

   She rolled her eyes at her own thought as Jimmy got off the bed and
picking up his shirt leaned over and gently wiped the come from her tits
and stomach.  Smiling up at him, she said, "I knew I raised a gentleman."

   "Well you did teach us to clean up after ourselves." He joked back, then
tossing the shirt on top of his shorts, said, "Um, do I have to leave now?"

   "No!" She slid over on the bed and patted it next to her, "All night,
Jimmy, I want the whole night with my baby boy."

   With a more Jimmy like sweet smile, he slipped next to her and rolling
over, Karen put her arm across him and kissed him.

   "You felt good, honey.  Did that make you feel better?"

   "Yes." He rolled over to face her and put his arms around her, hugging
her close, "This feels pretty good too.  I love you, mom and don't worry, I
don't mean in that way, but as your son." He kissed her forehead, "A son
who received a very nice gift from his mother."

   "I am a giver." She laughed as relief flooded through her at his words.

   "I'm tired though." He sighed, "I get one night with you and I'm ready
to go to sleep."

   "That was a work out." She reminded him, "And don't worry, honey, I'm
sure one of us will wake up in a little bit and we'll have some more fun."

   "I'd like that." He said.

   "Slide down." She told him and when she did, she pulled her to him, so
his head was nestled between her breasts

   Rubbing his back with one hand while stroking his hair, she said, "I
remember when you were little and had nightmares.  I'd stay in your bed and
hold you like this, rock you to sleep."

   "Weren't naked though." He chuckled into her chest.  "Maybe I should
have some bad dreams this summer."

   "I'm sure Jeff will be happy to cuddle you." She made the joke avoiding
the comment about over the summer.

   "I'll sleep fine I'm sure." He told her, then slipped his arms around
her, "You feel so good, mom.  I know you said I don't have to say it, but
thank you.  Thank Jeff too."

   "Thank him by letting all this go, honey.  Just accept us and be happy
for us and that is the best thanks you can give."

   "I will." He told her, "This makes it better mom.  Feeling you, Jeff
letting me, you guys love me and this really proves it." He sighed, "Jeff
always did get the hot girl."

   "Yeah, but he got the old lady, ask him how hot I am in twenty years."

   "You'll always be hot, but maybe hot flashes by then."

   "Hey, just because you made me come twice doesn't mean you can be a
smart ass." She laughed, then yawned.  "Tired myself, someone wore me out."

   Jimmy muttered something and Karen felt him relax in her arms.  She
continued to stroke his hair until his breathing became slow and steady,
then closing her eyes, fell into a peaceful sleep as she held her youngest
son, naked and satisfied in her arms.

   *****

   Karen felt something lightly touch her face and opened her eyes in time
to see Jimmy lean over and kiss her cheek.  He was propped up on his elbow
watching her and when he saw her awake, kissed her on the lips.

   She returned the kiss and moaned when his hand caressed her breast, his
fingers teasing across her nipple.

   "Hey, baby, you looking for something?" She asked, smiling.

   "No, I think I found it." He kissed her, then gently pushed her
shoulder, rolling her over onto her back.

   Jimmy rolled over on top of her, positioning himself between her legs
and resumed kissing her.  She groaned into his kiss when she felt his hard
cock sliding along her leg.  His kiss was slow and sensual and she put her
arms around him, enjoying his lips pressed to hers.

   Jimmy slid his lips from hers and trailed them down the side of her neck
and across her chest.

   "Hmm, that's nice." She cooed as his fingers traced her nipples while
his lips covered the upper part of her breasts in soft kisses.  She played
with his hair and rubbed his back as his lips fastened to first her left
nipple, then her right, retracing the circles his fingers had made with his
soft tongue.

   Her heart beat faster when he continued to slide down the bed, trailing
kisses down her stomach, then giggled when he ran his tongue around her
navel.  The giggle turned into a low moan when he began kissing her mound,
just over her pussy.

   Jimmy slid down between her legs, his hands on her inner thighs and she
groaned when he teased his lips along the crease of her thigh while his
fingers lightly slid between her moist lips.

   "Yes." She purred, "There you go, baby, give your mother a kiss."

   Jimmy did better than that, easing two fingers inside her as he swirled
his tongue around her excited clit.  Karen sighed and lifting her legs,
draped them over his shoulders, playfully running her soft foot along his
back as his tongue now probed the folds of her pussy.

   He removed his fingers and she moaned when he replaced them with his
tongue.  Jimmy groaned into her, his breath hot on her quivering lips as he
swirled his tongue inside her and tasted his mother's juices.

   Jimmy worked his head back and forth, fucking her with his rigid tongue
and reaching down; she ran her fingers through his hair, while she cupped
her left breast her thumb working her nipple.  Jimmy moved slowly, sliding
his tongue from inside her and playing it up and down the length of her
slit.

   She gasped and rocked her hips each time he licked her clit, but he
would then slide back down and slip his tongue inside her.  She lay there
sighing and moaning as her son took his time exploring her pussy.

   When he pushed his fingers back inside her, she rocked her hips, sliding
them in and out of her as his tongue reached her clit once more, but this
time remained there, licking and sucking gently.

   "So good, baby." She cooed, "That's so good."

   Jimmy looked up at her, his eyes staring into hers as he eased his
tongue from her clit, taking a strong of her sticky fluid with it.  He
winked at her, then resumed sucking on her aching clit.  He picked up the
pace and she tensed up, but he then slipped his tongue back though her
lips.

   Karen moaned and whimpered as her son teased her, licking her clit, then
stopping, getting her close then easing back on her.  She put her feet on
his shoulders and rocked her hips, urging his tongue to stay on her clit.

   "Please, make me come, Jimmy." She moaned, "Don't tease me anymore,
baby."

   Jimmy smiled and sucked her clit hard into his mouth.  Karen gasped and
curling her toes into his shoulders, pushed against him, lifting her ass
off the bed.  He pumped his fingers harder and faster into her dripping
pussy and began licking her clit faster.

   His tongue played her clit masterfully, flicking up and down, the side
to side, before giving it a couple of good hard sucks.  Each time he sucked
her legs shook harder and she moaned louder.

   "Oh, right there." She groaned as he swirled his tongue in fast circles
around the edge of her button.  "Oh, I want to cum!" She whimpered.

   Jimmy worked his tongue faster, and eased a third finger inside her. 
Karen arched her back, her body straining to come and when Jimmy pushed his
fourth finger inside her while sucking her clit, she cried out and clamped
her thighs around his head.

   Jimmy moaned into her quivering flesh as she worked her hips, grinding
his trapped face into her pussy.  He kept licking and pushing his fingers
deep inside her and she kept coming, squealing and holding his head between
her thighs as her third orgasm of the night tore through her.

   When the last waves of pleasure flowed through her and she let her legs
slide from his shoulders, Jimmy slid up between her legs and her eyes
rolled back in pleasure as his cock slipped inside her.

   Jimmy kissed her and she moaned at the taste of her pussy from his lips
and shoved her tongue into his mouth for more.  He slid his arms beneath
her as they continued to kiss and he was moving slowly inside her, long
slow strokes that felt amazing.

   Karen let her head fall back on the pillow and purred as his lips found
her neck again.  She put her arms around him and wrapping her long legs
around his waist, drew her deeper inside her forbidden heat.

   Jimmy moaned into her neck, but kept moving slowly.  She rubbed his back
and softly encouraged him, telling him how could he felt and how much she
loved him.  Karen moved her hips in time with his, nice and slow, just the
way he was doing it.

   This was the Jimmy she'd expected, the one who she had figured would
make love to her and that was just what he was doing and it felt
incredible. She pulled him closer against her, loving the way her breasts
pressed into his chest and how he was moaning in her ear with each thrust.

   His body tensed and kissing his neck she whispered, "Let it go, honey,
let me feel it." Jimmy released a soft whimper and Karen sighed contentedly
as his cock twitched and flooded her pussy with his warm cum.

   "That's it, all of it, give me all of it." She urged as she hugged him
even tighter and kissed his ear, while contracting her pussy around him,
helping him fill her.

   "Oh, mom." He sighed in her ear, "This is what I really wanted." He told
her, "You feel incredible."

   "So do you." She kissed him on the lips and when he tried to move, she
tightened her legs around him.  "Just stay right here."

   Jimmy nuzzled his face sweetly into her neck and she smiled as she felt
him begin to soften inside her.

   "There's my baby boy." She held him close, "This is what makes you so
special honey; you're so damn sweet.  Never lose that, promise?"

   "I promise." He told her, easing up from her, "Think there will be a
girl that likes that?  A lot of girls at school seem to go for bad boys and
jerks, you know, like Jeff." He grinned.

   "Honey, any girl would be lucky to have a boy like you and when you find
her she's going to appreciate everything you are."

   "I hope I meet someone just like you." He smiled as he rolled over next
to her.

   "You think I'm sweet?" She asked.

   "I was thinking a wild ride" he quipped, "But sure."

   "That ruins the moment," she sighed dramatically.

   "I'm playing," he turned his head and kissed her, "Jeff's a lucky guy,
he really is, but I'm glad he's with you."

   "Really, you mean that?" Karen asked.

   "No other guy would love you as much as he does and will treat you the
way you deserve.  Jeff really loves you." He shrugged, "I do too, but I
think Jeff is more like dad and that's not a bad thing, and not a bad thing
I'm not."

   "That's right, baby.  You're perfect as you are."

   "This night meant a lot mom." He kissed her cheek, "I'll never forget
it."

   "Me either." She rolled over and draping her arm across him rested her
head on his shoulder, "How about we go back to sleep and maybe if we wake
up early enough, we have a little more fun?"

   "Yeah?" He grinned, "I am an early riser."

   "Well then this should work out."

   He gave her a sweet smile, "This all worked out mom, it really did."

   *****

   Karen opened her eyes and sighed contentedly.  She was lying on her side
and her entire body had that pleasantly warm, slightly achy feeling
associated with a night of torrid sex.  Between her thighs she was aware of
her moist, sticky pussy and her nipples were stiff against the sheet as she
lay there just thinking of the last time she'd opened her eyes.

   It had been four am and this time it was she who woke up first.  Jimmy
was on his back and easing the covers from him, she had licked her lips at
the sight of his cock.  He'd been soft, but not for long after she had slid
down the bed and taken him into her mouth.

   She took her time, gently licking and sucking him as he moaned and ran
his hands through her hair and along her back.  When he was fully hard,
Karen had rolled over on top of him and rode him.  She'd gone slow at
first, enjoying the taboo treat of having her youngest son deep inside her
while knowing it was probably going to be the last time.

   Deciding to give him an extra thrill, Karen had turned around, riding
him backwards, so he could watch her ass and his cock sliding into her
pussy.  She'd urged him to put a finger in her ass, then rode him faster
and harder.

   Jimmy had begin to moan that he didn't think he could come again and
taking that as a challenge, Karen had turned around once more.  This time
she braced her hands on his chest and rode him so hard the bed was rocking
and they were bouncing up and down.

   Jimmy began whimpering that he couldn't finish and his little desperate
sounds had caused her to go at him even harder.  She came while riding him
and when he really seemed as if he was too tried to cum, she'd slid off
him, taken him back into her mouth and sucked him as if she were
auditioning to be a porn star.

   She sucked as hard as she could, all the while loving his little sounds
and the way he squirmed and moved his hips.  Spent as his cock was, his
insatiable mother was not to be denied and as her baby boy released a soft
whimpering moan, his cock twitched, sending what little cum his balls could
muster into her mouth.

   She'd sucked him greedily, then made a show of letting it drip down his
cock and clean it back up again with her tongue.  She'd then slid up into
his embrace and smiled happily when he was asleep within minutes of his
mother taking what she wanted.

   Karen's eyes had been closing as she relived the encounter, but just
before the closed completely she caught sight of the clock and saw it was
eight thirty.  Her eyes flew open, shit!  Jeff had said he would be home by
nine and she didn't want him to see Jimmy leaving the room.

   "Jimmy, baby," She said as she rolled over, "You have to..."

   She trailed off when she saw he was no longer in bed with her.  On his
pillow was the small pad she kept on the nightstand for when she made lists
of things she needed as she thought of them.  Picking up the pad, she read.

   "Mom, sorry I didn't wake you, but you looked so peaceful, so beautiful
and you pout when you sleep!  I decided that I wanted that to be my last
image of you from our amazing night together.  Thank you again for sharing
both your body as well as your heart with me.  I was wrong to ask, but as
always you gave your spoiled baby boy exactly what he wanted.  Last night
meant the world to me and please don't worry, I know it was once for me and
I'm happy with that.  You and Jeff deserve to be happy together and I hope
you always will be and know that you have my blessing.  Love, your baby
boy."

   Karen wiped at her eyes as she reread the note and leaning against the
pillows, smiled.  Jimmy was fine, last night had made things better not
worse.  The smile faded when she thought that at the moment this was only
one out of two; would Jeff be okay?

   Karen stretched, feeling her tired muscles protest and thought about the
fact that yesterday she had slept with both her sons, Jeff in the morning,
Jimmy early last night and had reveled in being with both.  Jimmy had
surprised her, being raunchier and more aggressive than she had thought,
but the second time he had melted her heart the way he loved her.

   Karen began to wonder if she would be able to put this behind her so
easily, to forget this night when looking at Jimmy from this point on.  She
felt she could, Jeff was her love and nothing would change that, but to now
know what her youngest son felt like in her arms, her bed, inside her,
would be strange.

   Looking back at the clock, she forced herself to get up and slipping on
her old sweats and a t-shirt, she made her way out of the bedroom planning
on showering before Jeff came home.  She was just heading into the
bathroom, when she heard the front door.

   She went into the living room just as Jeff came in.

   "Hey, honey." She said nervously, wondering how this was going to go.

   "Mom." Jeff gave her a smile that looked as nervous as she felt.

   He walked up to her and putting his arms around her, kissed her, then
hugged her tightly.  Karen folded into his strong arms and kissed him back,
before nuzzling her face into his neck for a moment.

   "How did it go?" He asked as he stepped away from her and sat down on
the couch.  When she didn't answer right away, he prodded, "Did you?"

   "Yes." She sat down on the edge of the couch next to him.

   "How did it go?"

   "It went," She put her hands out.  "How do I answer that?"

   "Honestly." He told her, "Did Jimmy enjoy it, was he okay this morning?"

   "Yes and yes." She said evasively, "He slipped out before I woke up, but
left me a beautiful note.  He's fine, Jeff.  You were right, last night
made him happy and he's okay and okay with us."

   "Good."

   "You going to be okay?" Karen asked.  "Did it bother you last night?"

   "I thought of it more than I had figured I would." He said, an odd look
on his face, "A lot more."

   "I'm sorry honey." She put her arm around him, "I didn't mean for you to
be upset, but it was your idea and I don't feel any differently about you
or Jimmy, I love you both, but only you as more."

   "I know." He smiled, "But good to hear it.  So, uh, what was he like?"

   "We agreed no details." She reminded him.

   "Was he nervous?  Was he sweet?" He asked as if she hadn't spoken.

   "Jeff."

   "I'm not mad mom, but I'm wondering, that's all."

   "Fine, he was more like you the first time, some dirty talk and...well,
it was wilder than I thought, it surprised me, but after that he was
adorable.  So sweet, so loving." She smiled, "My little mama's boy."

   "Wow, who would have thought the little shit would have had it in him?"
Jeff laughed.

   "Not so little and I had it in me a few times." She replied, than wanted
to slap smack herself.  Why would she say that.

   "Well then." Jeff said, but a smile was still playing about his lips,
"The little nerd did himself proud.  Then again you can be very
motivational."

   "Are we okay, Jeff?" She asked softly, "This can all be put behind us?"

   "No problems on my end." He leaned over and kissed her, "None at all,
mom.  I told you it would work out." He looked down the hall, "Jimmy
sleeping?"

   "I think so." She gave him a sly smile, "Losing my touch if he isn't."

   "You're a bad girl, mom." Jeff said quietly.  "Still thinking about that
little threesome story you told me about."

   "Jeez." Karen felt her face flushing.  "Knew I shouldn't have told you."

   "You didn't tell me enough.  I want details woman." He winked.  "Great
pillow talk."

   "Yeah, maybe.  Anyway, I'm going to shower for obvious reasons." She
kissed him quickly, then got up and headed out of the room, "I'll make
breakfast when I come out okay?"

   "Sure." He waved to her and leaned back on the couch, putting his feet
up on the coffee table.

   Karen entered the bathroom and turning the shower on stripped out of her
clothes and after adjusting the water, slid the glass door open and stepped
in.  Closing the door, she inhaled the steamy air and with a sigh let the
hot water stream down her chest and stomach.

   She turned around letting it soak her hair and run down her back and
grabbing her vanilla body wash, slowly lathered herself up.  She washed her
breasts, her fingers lingering over her nipples, how the hell could she
still feel horny?  She felt as if she had a sex hangover.

   Her hand slid down her soapy stomach and between her legs.  Her clit was
swollen and she had to force herself not to continue touching it.  She
needed to slow her roll and prepare to try to have as normal of a morning
as possible while having breakfast with her two sons, both of which now
knew what it was like to fuck their mother.

   "How about you let me do that?" Jeff said behind her.

   "Jesus!" She yelped, spinning around so fast she would have slipped and
fallen if Jeff didn't catch her by her arms.  "Jeff, what the hell are you
doing in here?"

   "Conserving water?" he asked while his eyes roamed hungrily up and down
her soapy body.

   "You need to get the out of here." Even as she spoke she returned the
favor, taking in her oldest son's powerful form, especially that huge cock
standing at attention as it always was for his mother.

   "Doors locked." He said, pulling her against him.

   "Jeff." She whispered as his cock slid along her slick stomach, "We
can't, your brother."

   "Sleeping."

   "No, I...I was just with him."

   "I know." Jeff said and caused her to cry out in surprise, when he
grabbed her ass, lifted her effortlessly up over his waist and impaled her
on his cock.

   He turned then around and shoving her hard against the wall, covered her
mouth with his free hand, while he thrust his hips, driving his think cock
into her uncomplaining pussy.

   Karen whimpered into his hand, but wrapped her arms around his neck,
holding him tightly as he fucked her against the wall.  The hot water was
hitting both of them and she was breathing hard in the steamy air.

   Jeff felt incredible and when he released her mouth and cupped her ass
with both hands, spreading her cheeks to fuck her deeper, she moaned, "Oh,
God, you're so fucking hard."

   "Sorry." He said in her ear, "I know you like sweet, but that's not me."

   "It's okay," she moaned squeezing her legs, tightly around his waist. 
"I like this to."

   "I know you do, bet you'll like this better." He let her go, pushing on
her thighs so she would lower her legs.

   The second her feet were on the floor, he grabbed her shoulders, spun
her around and pushed her into the wall.  Karen bit her lip to not cry out
when he grabbed her hips, pulled her back slightly and slammed his cock
balls deep inside her.

   Jeff grabbed her wrists and spread her arms out, pinning her to the
wall, his hands over hers.  She spread her legs wider and released muffled
cries into the warm air as she pressed her cheek to the tile wall.

   Jeff's chest was against her back and he had her pinned completely
against the wall as he fucked the shit out of her.

   "Oh my God." She moaned.  "Oh, Jeff, you're just taking your mother
aren't you?"

   "Damn straight I am, just like you love it." He hissed in her ear. 
Releasing her hands, he grabbed her wet hair, yanking her head back and
devouring her lips with his as his other hand worked between them and found
her clit.

   "Hmmm!" She squealed into his kiss as he rubbed her swollen button in
hard fast circles.

   He let her hair go and pulling her back, grabbed her left nipple,
twisting it while still fucking her.  Karen braced her hands on the wall
and pushed back, pushing her ass out and spreading her legs wider as if
being frisked.

   Jeff cock was plunging hard and deep and his thumb working her clit so
hard it was borderline painful, as was the fucking itself, especially after
all the sex she'd had last night.  Goddamn, you little slut, she hissed to
herself, your letting your son fuck you right after your other son just
left your bed.

   The thought sent a thrill through her and arching her back, she worked
her hips back into her son's relentless cock.  Jeff took her clit between
his fingers and gave it a light pinch that sent her over the edge.  She
began to squeal, but it was cut off by Jeff covering her mouth again.

   She howled into his hand as her orgasm slammed through her and Jeff
moaned in her ear as his cock erupted, spilling his hot cum into her
quivering pussy.  Karen moaned and whimpered as they came together, her
pussy contracting around his thrusting cock, milking him and helping him
fill her up, in a matter of hours she had been filled by both her boys.

   Oh, she was so going to burn for this, she thought even as she ground
her hips into her son forcing his cock even deeper.  With a groan, Karen
slumped into the shower wall.  Jeff slipped his arms around her waist,
pretty much holding her up as he knees trembled from the incredible orgasm.

   He was breathing hard in her ear and she whispered, "Easy, baby, just
relax and stay right here." She contracted her pussy around his still hard
cock inside her.  "Please just stay right here."

   "I plan on it." He kissed her neck, "Love you."

   "Love you too." She leaned her face against the tiles and catching her
breath, said quietly, "Jeff, I know why you did this."

   "I don't think you do." He sighed and moved his cock inside her, only a
couple of inches, but it felt so good.

   "You want to prove to me how you can fuck me.  You don't have to, baby.
I told you, its me and you."

   "You think I fucked you like that because of Jimmy?" He asked, now
moving his hips more his cock sliding through his mother's cum filled
pussy.

   "I know you did." My god he was still fucking her!  Even for him, this
was something.  "You don't have to be jealous, honey."

   "Jealous." He laughed softly in her ear.  "I'm not jealous you fucked my
brother all night."

   "No?" She asked, then moaned when his hands went to her hips and he
began fucking her harder, she shuddered as she felt his cum leaking down
her thighs as he just kept pumping her.

   "I'm not jealous at all." He whispered in her ear.  "It turns me on."

   He thrust into her harder and leaning against the wall as Jeff fucked
her already cum drenched pussy, Karen thought, like father, like son.
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