He woke up

Jim suddenly found himself waking in his bed, his head hurting, his cock swollen. It had been a dream. Jesus, he thought, what the fuck was wrong with his brain that this was what he was dreaming? Then he wondered, how much of it had been a dream?

Suddenly Tessa scrambled into his room “You’re awake! I was so worried about you!” She gently cradled his head in her arms, in doing so, rested it on her magnificent breasts. “I’m so sorry dear. You shouldn't have seen that.”

Damn, not as much as he'd thought. All the things he saw Tessa doing online, and the things she'd told him about his family... those weren't part of the dream, those things really happened.

"How long have I been asleep?" Jim asked.

"Just a few hours." Tessa answered. "But you hit your head pretty hard on the floor."

Maybe it was getting donked on the head that activated the most perverted part of his brain, Jim thought, laughing to himself, reflecting on the details of his ridiculously wonderful and filthy dream. That's right, in the dream, Tessa had called Mary because she was a nurse. But he should have realized it wasn't real (he often knew when he was dreaming) because Mary wasn't a nurse. His mom was a nurse.

"We were so worried about you." Tessa said.

Jim froze. "You called my mom?"

"Of course." Tessa said.

Jim's heart thumped almost out of his body. This was starting to feel very familiar.

"Oh good, he's awake," Jim heard his mother's calm voice as she walked into the room.

Special Appearance by Gillian Anderson as Mom

She grabbed a thermometer and pushed it beneath his tongue. "You gave us a big scare." Jim tried to sort out his brain. How could this really be happening again? And did that mean it was leading to the same place... with his own mother? That wasn't what he wanted, Jim told himself, although his throbbing cock clearly felt differently.

The thermometer chirped and Mom checked it and sighed. "All normal. Maybe you just needed a really long nap." She smiled at him. He'd seen that smile a million times. He'd grown up with that smile. Now he didn't know how to react to it. Maybe this was just a coincidence or maybe his head wasn't working right after getting injured.

"Ask him" Tessa nudged her.

Fuck, Jim thought, this was too weird. Then it came to him. The only way this made sense was if it was still a dream. The though calmed him immensely. Of course, it had to still be a dream. And if that was the case then he had nothing to worry about. Hell, if that was the case, he didn't have to adhere to any sense of decency, he could do what he wanted.

Mom's head quickly turned toward Tessa. "Let him recover first."

"He's fine. Ask him."

"Yes, I want to." Jim said, not even having to be asked.

Mom and Tessa looked shocked, then they turned to each other and smirked.

"You don't even know what I was going to say." Mom said.

"Yes I do." Jim said with confidence, "And the answer is yes, I do want to piss all over Tessa with you."