“Is everything okay?” Sherry asked.
I had just opened the door and let her in. I motioned for her to sit down as I returned to the sofa. She took a seat in the easy chair to the left of the room. Her husband Brian was in the chair next to her.
“Everything’s fine,” I reassured my daughter-in-law as I took a seat on the sofa
As I sat down I took a good look at her. It was unusually warm, and she was wearing shorts and a T-shirt. I was looking at her closely, and I could not take my eyes off her thighs. I realized I was staring too long, and moved my eyes up unfortunately to her breasts. Again I paused my glance perhaps too long. I finally stopped and looked her in the eyes.
I felt self-conscious in my outfit. I was wearing my dark blue casual dress. It was a summer dress; but because of the color, I usually wore it into the fall. I knew it accentuated by boobs, and hugged my hips just right. Yet compared to my beautiful daughter-in-law, it didn’t matter what I wore. She would be better looking than me at any time, and in any outfit.
“Is it your grandma?” Sherry asked Brian.
Tom’s mother lives in town. She had just been released from the hospital last week after fighting pneumonia. She was fine, but I understood Sherry’s question.
“No, Gail is fine,” I again said reassuringly. The silence was deafening so I had to say a little bit more, “we will explain in a second when Tom gets out here.”
Just then I was saved as Tom came out from the hallway, “sorry about that,” he apologized to the group for essentially no reason. He sat down next to me on the sofa.
It was obvious that Sherry was confused as we all sat down. Before she worried much longer I started the conversation, “there’s something we all want to tell you. Brian did not know until this morning.”
Her face changed. She realized something was serious and she now was worried. Thinking back, I’m sure her thoughts were nothing about what she actually was going to hear.
I continued my speech as I reached behind me and pulled out the Catwoman costume.
“He found this in my bedroom this morning,” I told her quietly. I paused quite a while from the embarrassment I was feeling, and to give her some time to realize what I was actually telling her. I couldn’t stand the silence and continued, “I was wearing it last night.”
I still could see the look of confusion on her face. Several seconds later I could see the realization. Knowing that the Catwoman costume was mine meant that her husband Brian had sex with his own mother last night. Furthermore, it confirmed that she slept with his father. This had to be a shock for her. To my surprise, it was followed by a smile.
“That was you?” She asked Tom and I directly, still smiling.
“Yes,” I continued, “we have been going to these parties for several years now. Last night we were floored when you walked in the door. When we first came over we already thought you could tell who we were. Then we saw you had no idea, and we both ended up letting it continue.”
I could see Sherry was a bit nervous; but I also could tell she was not upset. It was a lot for anyone to comprehend. Plus she was in the position of being the last person to find out. I still worried she might get upset and this would end badly.
“Last night afterwards, Tom and I talked about it quite a bit. To be completely honest, neither one of us regretted what we did. We found it to be quite stimulating, and when we got home we had the best lovemaking session ever,” I was extremely candid with Sherry.
“We did too,” she quickly replied, “but we had no idea…”
“I know,” I immediately apologized, “and we’re sorry about that.”
There was a bit of silence. I chose to wait a minute and see what more she might want to know.
“… And this morning?” She inquired.
Brian jumped in to answer her question, “as I walked past their bedroom this morning I saw the costume on the floor. I was sitting on the edge of the bed somewhat stunned, and mom came in and found me.”
“Tom and I were just never going to say anything. So when I saw Brian with the costume I started apologizing,” I continued the story, “but Brian interrupted me and…” I found it difficult to continue and say anything more.
Sherry continued instead, “you guys did it again?” She looked at both of us quickly as she asked.
Brian and I nodded yes, but we were holding our heads down and our motions were slight. I was nervous and somewhat embarrassed. This was not going as planned.
She turned to Brian in a louder voice, “you fucked your own mother??” Brian didn’t really respond.
Sherry followed up by looking directly at me and asking the same question, “you fucked your own son?”
“Yes,” I quietly answered now questioning our actions, or at least questioning our decision to tell Sherry.
There was more awkward silence. Yet then Sherry smiled a huge devious smile.
“That is so fucking hot!” She said enthusiastically.
I was immediately relieved, and within seconds I was physically stimulated once again. My pussy spontaneously started to tingle. I looked at Brian and there was an obvious sense of relief on his face as well.
“So you’re okay with this?” Brian asked her.
“Hell yes! But no more secrets. We tell each other everything. That’s what we agreed, right?” She was looking her husband directly in the eye.
“Yes,” he quickly confirmed, “that’s why we called you.”
“I just can’t get over this,” Sherry continued. She then looked at me and asked directly, “how hot was that for you last night without him knowing?”
I suddenly felt so open and candid. I was excited that I could share this experience with everyone here, those all closest to me. “During last night, it was unbelievable. Watching you and Tom was just as hot. There was lots of guilt when Tom and I went home and we talked it through all night long. But then our sex was better than ever.”
Sherry was obviously so excited and wanted to know everything. She turned to Brian to find out more from him, “what were you thinking when you first found the costume?”
“Shocked at first. But then turned on. Every man fantasizes about his mother at some point or another. I felt guilty about not being more disgusted by it,” Brian admitted to everyone.
“So, then you found him with the costume?” Sherry asked me as she kept prompting.
I simply nodded affirmatively.
Sherry shook her head from side to side. “I can’t believe the two of you ended up together after that,” she said quietly.
I continued, “it ended up so special. But nothing you should be jealous of. Obviously Brian and I have a unique relationship and now it’s more unique than ever.”
“I’ll say!” Sherry interrupted with a laugh.
I was so happy that she was taking this so well.
In fact, she was loving this. She looked over at Tom next to me.
“And you, Batman,” she said to him seductively, pausing just long enough for dramatic effect before she spoke again, “you fucked me silly last night Caped Crusader”
I could see that my husband was embarrassed, yet proud all at once. He didn’t answer because it was obvious her comment was simply to tease him and see the effect.