Godamnit! I pound my fist on the desktop. They set this whole thing up!
“No,” she says. “Someone sent a text message just as we were getting to that,” she says, playfully pushing his nose with her finger.
“Sorry,” he says. “I thought it was time.”
“It’s alright,” she smiles. “It probably worked out for the best. Did you go see her? What did she say?”
“No, I called and she told me you two drank too much and she was tired,” he says. “She sounded kind of funny.”
“What do you mean? Like drunk? We did drink quite a few margaritas.” Jenny says.
I was right to suspect something sinister was going on. Here’s the fucking proof! I’ve been played with like a fucking sex toy! I can’t believe my own sister would do this! I wonder if John is in on it.
“No, kind of suspicious, actually,” he says quietly. “Maybe it’s just my guilty conscious,” he adds. “I wish we didn’t have to do all this,” he says, leaning up again. “I love Aunt Sara and I hate lying to her and manipulating her.” Well at least that’s something positive I think, although I’m still fuming.
“I know,” Jenny says, placing her palm against his cheek. “So do I but we both agreed that it would never have worked if you approached her directly.” What’s she talking about. Approached me directly about what?
“Like you approached me right after I turned eighteen,” he smiles. What? Jenny approached her own son… about sex?
“I can’t imagine what Aunt Sara would have said if I’d confessed that I loved her in a way that a nephew shouldn’t love his aunt,” Jeremy says. What the…?
“I can,” Jenny says. “She would have told you that it’s infatuation, just a teenage crush and to go find someone your own age.” She’s right, that’s exactly what I would have done. I’d have been flattered but I certainly wouldn’t have… but wait… I did! I fucked my nephew.
“You’re right, I was in shock at first,” Jeremy says, smiling. “My own mother offering to suck my cock!”
“Don’t make it sound so sordid. I was only trying to help!” Jenny retorts. “I got tired of watching you walk around with a bulge in your pants all the time and no girlfriend to take care of it. When I walked in on you masturbating, I just..,” her voice trails off and she doesn’t complete the sentence. She doesn’t need to. “Even when I found out it was my own sister causing all your excitement, I still offered to help you, didn’t I?” she says.
“I know, Mom.” Jeremy says. “And I really appreciate everything you’ve done.” He flexes his ass muscles and grinds his hips against her to emphasize his point. “Especially, how you saved your pussy for me and took care of me every day when I returned from my sessions with Aunt Sara,” he smiles. What? All this time I thought he was jacking off, he and his mother were…
“I can’t say I didn’t enjoy myself,” Jenny smiles. “Although it was hard to hold off fucking you until you lost your virginity with your Aunt Sara,” she says, her hands squeezing his ass cheeks as she speaks. “But you were worth the wait,” she smiles. “You really know how to use that cock of yours.”
“That’s because of you and Aunt Sara,” he says. “Everything has worked out just like you said it would, mom. I wouldn’t trade one minute I’ve spent with Aunt Sara for anything in the world,” he says. “Or with you!” he adds quickly. Smart boy.
I’m still trying to get my head around this. Mother catches her son masturbating and offers to suck him off. Son accepts his mother’s offer but confesses his sexual longing for his aunt. Mother helps him devise a plan to win over his aunt and has oral sex with her son in the interim. Where does dad fit into all of this? My attention is drawn back to the video.
“What do we do now?” Jeremy asks.
“You have to be patient,” she says, admonishing him.
“Patient?” he asks. “I think I demonstrated my patience pretending to stutter for two fucking weeks while Aunt Sara shook her tits in my face.” I did not shake my tits! That was therapy!
I am such an idiot! It was all a ruse! He was pretending and I never saw it. Did I just see what I wanted to see? A horny teenager turned on by his almost 30 year old aunt. God! How could I have let my vanity cloud my judgment like that? Was I just looking for a surrogate for his father?
“I’ve laid the groundwork for a threesome with your dad, your aunt and I,” Jenny tells Jeremy. “After that, it’ll be easy to suggest a threesome with you,” she says. “I’ve shown enough interest in your sex lessons that Sara won’t be that shocked.”
So that’s the plan! She’s got it all figured out. I’ve always wanted to share her husband but I never believed it would happen and I certainly never thought of sharing her son.
“God! You and Aunt Sara together!” Jeremy sighs, kissing his mother on the lips. “What about dad?” Jeremy asks, breaking the kiss. “Won’t he freak out?” he asks. Apparently, John is not involved in any of this.
“You wouldn’t ask that if you’ve seen your father checking out your Aunt Sara when he thinks I’m not paying attention,” she answers. “There have been many nights when I’m sure it’s her he’s thinking about instead of me. Your father will be thrilled to finally live out his fantasy,” she says confidently.
I breathe a sigh of relief that she doesn’t know about John and I. Of course, I’ve completely ignored the fact that John and I have some culpability in all of this.
“You’ve really come through for me mom,” Jeremy says. After some thought he adds, “I guess we all think Aunt Sara is hot!” he says, smiling at his mother. “I wonder if she’ll still let me come over after school?”
“I’ll do what ever I can to encourage her,” Jenny says, smiling at her son’s anxiousness.
For a few minutes no one speaks and I just watch Jenny caress her son’s naked body as he lies on top of her. She runs her hands over his thighs, his ass cheeks and up his back.
“So, what all did you and Aunt Sara do this evening?” Jeremy asks, breaking the silence.
“Oh, I think you’d be surprised if you knew what your aunt and your mom were up to,” Jenny answers mysteriously, letting the question linger in the air while she again squeezes her son’s muscular ass.
“Do you want to see the video?” she asks, pushing him off of her. Oh God! No! She’s going to show Jeremy the video of her spanking me!
“A video?” he says, rolling over onto his back. “You recorded it?” he asks excitedly.
“Of course.” Jenny says, moving towards the computer. “You can see it on one condition,” she says, her finger poised over the mouse.
“What?” Jeremy asks, oblivious to his mother’s seductive intonation.
“It’s a very erotic video,” she says. “Very erotic,” she repeats, slowly enunciating each syllable.
“Great! I can’t wait!” Jeremy says, getting comfortable against the headboard.
“After we watch it.” Jenny pauses. “I may need you to fuck me again,” she says, smiling.
“I think that can be arranged, mom,” he says, his dick noticeably hardening as the screen goes blank.
Fuck! I can’t believe it! My sister and my nephew conspiring against me! Well not exactly against me. Actually, lusting over me! This is just too fucking weird!
I’m ready to hide the folders again and shut down the computer when I remember the third folder. At this point, I figure MS can only mean mother and son. I click on it and see that the first file is dated about a month after Jeremy’s eighteenth birthday. I look away from the computer, trying to decide if I really want to watch any of these.
“Fuck!” I scream, when I see John standing in the doorway. “You scared the shit out of me!”
“If I’d known that every time I came home unexpectedly, I’d find you in my house with your shorts off, I’d do it more often,” he smiles. “I spilled mustard on my pants and stopped by to change,” he says, explaining his presence by pointing to the yellow stain next to his crotch. I look at his pants and see the huge bulge next to the mustard stain. Here we are again.
“You’re not still mad at me?” I ask, turning off the computer before John sees what I’m looking at.
“No,” he shakes his head. “Jenny explained about the therapy and how she had to talk you into going along with it,” he says. “I’m really sorry for the things I said, Sara.” He’s still standing in the doorway but his eyes are on my wet pussy, which is getting wetter from his lustful stare. “What are you doing here?” he finally asks.