Can't Unsee

As the dark-haired girl crossed the foyer, a knock at the cabin door drew her attention. Looking into the rest of the cabin but seeing no one coming, she stepped close to a side window and looked out at who was standing on the front step. Seeing that it was someone that she could trust, though surprised to see them here, Lisa Rivera approached the door, opening it and greeting Monica Bishop on the other side. Zack’s mother paused for a moment, staring at her, before reaching out and holding her by the shoulders, just to prove she was really there.

“Lisa! You’re free!” Monica stated the obvious, shocked. “Detective McClane told me that Zack left the police station with you, and the others said he might be here, but I admit I was a bit skeptical. I was certain that if you’d released, I would have heard about it.”

“Yeah, the police don’t seem too keen on publicizing the fact that they released their suspect,” Lisa agreed with a laugh, before gesturing into the cabin. “Please, come in.”

Monica nodded, stepping into the cabin, smaller than Robert’s but cozy and homely in a way that made the visitor feel instantly welcome. She didn’t go in far, just to the boundary of the entrance hall and the living room, holding her bag in front of her as she turned to face Lisa again, the Latina closing the door behind her boyfriend’s mother.

“Then there’s the thing with Victoria that I saw on the news this morning,” Lisa noted, shaking Monica out of her thoughts. “Even if there was a press announcement about my release, it would have been buried under all these reports and allegations. You said you were at the other cabin, right?”

“Yes,” Monica confirmed, adding a nod for good measure. “Victoria is in a bad way. She’s not coping well unfortunately.”

“That’s terrible. And I can’t believe the news is actually blaming her parents for this. I can’t imagine that they’d do this willingly,” Lisa said, though she didn’t really know Victoria’s parents. They weren’t close with her own parents, so she mostly knew them through the local newspaper. But Victoria always seemed happy, and there were never any rumors of a difficult home life. She smiled at Zack’s mother, realizing she was keeping her from the actual purpose of her visit. “Sorry, you wanted to see Zack, didn’t you?”

“Yes, it’s of some urgency,” Monica confessed, glancing around the cabin. “Is he here?”

“No, sorry, I’m afraid he already left for the office,” Lisa informed her without flourish.

“The office?” The word seeming so odd when placed in conjunction with her son.

Lisa nodded and smiled again. “Yeah, it’s strange to hear it coming from my mouth too. Did you hear that Zack took over as CEO of Raver’s Enterprises?”

“Yes, I did,” Monica said, thinking of Robert’s office where just a few nights ago she’d fucked the man himself. That room had seen a lot of action…and now that’s where her son sat. “I saw it on the local news last night, but I had been hoping to talk to him earlier. Oh, well, guess I’ll just have to drive back into-”

“Lisa, honey, who was at the door?” Susan Rivera asked, entering the living room from the kitchen and seeing Monica Bishop standing on the other side of the room. “Monica? Well, this is a pleasant surprise. What brings you all the way up here?”

“Oh, I was just looking for Zack,” Monica confessed with a smile. “I was told he might be here.”

“He was. Well, he was never here, per say. He brought Lisa home from the police station last night, but he took her to our house in town. I met them this morning and brought Lisa back with me,” Susan explained, pausing briefly on the word ‘met’. “You raised a good kid, Monica. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to repay him for bringing my daughter back safely to me.”

“Moooom,” Lisa groaned, blushing slightly at her mother’s gushing. “Zack and I both already told you that a lot of other people were involved.”

“Well, I think he’s alright,” Monica joked. “But I might be biased.”

“I’m quite glad that I’ll be seeing a lot more of him from now on,” Susan mentioned, glancing teasingly at Lisa, while Monica stared, confused. “Didn’t you know that Zack and Lisa are dating again?”

“I’m going to take a shower before you can embarrass me any further,” Lisa insisted, already mid-turn.

“I heard something about it, but I didn't realize it was official,” Monica smiled, her eyes dancing though she felt a tightness in her chest. At least, if her son was moving on, then perhaps there wouldn’t be so much awkwardness between them. “That’s great. Did they tell you this themselves?”

“No, well…” Susan stifled a laugh as she glanced around, her eyes sweeping the room to make sure Lisa had indeed left. “I walked in on them this morning…well, doing something that made it very clear that they were more than just friends.”

Monica’s jaw half-dropped, imagining Zack with Lisa, and then picturing Susan walking in on them. Perhaps she needed to have a serious talk with her son, since he seemed to constantly being caught having sex. She thought of the nurse at the clinic, bent over and taking her son’s large, thick cock, practically salivating over it despite being his mother. She wondered whether Susan had felt the same.

“Oh, Susan, I’m-” she cleared her throat. “I’m so sorry. I thought I raised him with more courtesy and respect than that.”

“Oh, it was nothing. Well, not nothing,” Susan chuckled, inadvertently licking her lips as she pictured Zack’s fat cock spewing forth cum over her daughter’s face.

“Yes, he’s quite large,” Monica said absent-mindedly, her face flushing bright red when she realized what she’d said, what she was quite possibly admitting to seeing. She scrambled to save the statement by clarifying, “Or…or so I’ve heard.”

That addition didn’t make anything better, in fact making it sound as if she were actively gossiping about the hardware her son was packing downstairs. But Susan surprised her by simply laughing.

“You don’t have to be ashamed of it,” Susan consoled her, rubbing her arm comfortingly. “With a young teenage boy in the house, I’m sure it’s quite common to walk in on him…exploring himself occasionally. It’s not a problem I’ve ever had with my daughter, but I remember, once or twice, my mother catching my brother masturbating in the house.”

A long breath escaped Monica, utterly thankful and relieved that Susan simply assumed she had seen her son’s cock at home, that she didn’t suspect that she’d not only seen it elsewhere, but that her eyes had lingered and her mind had obsessed, suddenly unable to see Zack for the young man that had grown to become.

“Still, I…I’m his mother,” she replied, as much in condemnation of herself as conciliatory towards Susan. “But y-you shouldn’t have to see that.”

Well, I’m not exactly complaining here. I understand. They’re teenagers. Didn’t we all get up to the same thing when we were young?” Susan reasoned, noticing Monica’s discomfort but simply putting it down to talking about her son’s sex life. “Besides, after all these years of marriage, it’s easy to forget what a young cock looks like.” She laughed again, briefly, before turning beet red and fanning herself as she apologized. “Shit, that was inappropriate, I’m-”

“I have to go,” Monica declared, hurrying from, not just the room but the cabin completely, leaving Susan to believe that she’d offended Monica deeply, as she watched Zack’s mother run from the cabin straight to her car.

The truth was that Monica felt that she was close to bursting, thinking and talking about her son’s ‘young cock’. Her chest had tightened and tightened to the point where she might have had a heart attack if she didn’t get away from Susan, away from that conversation. But she couldn’t escape the thoughts in her head. She barely breathed from the cabin to the car, until she was in the driver’s seat. She closed her eyes and took several deep breaths, trying to calm herself, and trying to ignore how damp her panties had become.