Movie night 1

For the next few days it was like a routine for James to be attached to Mom wherever she went, or should I say, attached to her tits. The worst part was that they did not even hide what was going on. I know Mom is naive but at least James knew what the fuck he was doing, the grinding against her pussy and fondling her big tits was getting way out of control for me.

No matter what I said or did it didn’t work, it was like James had put a spell on her. THE STUPIDITY WAS OFF THE CHARTS. I hated myself, more for regretting the fact that why wasn’t it me who was able to take advantage of situations like this? Why can’t I ever find these opportunities?

The more I saw Mom walking around in her almost nothing clothes, showing off her flawless skin and softly bouncing body, the more I regretted every second that James’ hands were the ones enjoying her. His dick grinding against her panty clad pussy trying to penetrate the forbidden area was both amusing and heart-breaking to me.

One day something happened that made me realize my true place in the house.

“Honey, why don’t we watch a movie tonight?” Mom looked at me as we ate dinner, her sweaty body glistening in the dim light.

“Okay, Mom,” I said. I was glad she finally asked me something. I was so tired of walking into her room and seeing James on top of her.

“Oh, that’s so nice. I’m going to ask James if he wants to join us,” Mom said with a smile.

“What?” I couldn’t believe what I had heard. “Why do you have to invite him? Why can’t it just be the two of us?”

“Because, honey, he’s the one who knows the cure, and he’s been taking good care of your mom, and besides, he’s our guest. It’s the right thing to do,” Mom explained as if it were the most obvious thing. If James hadn’t been showering, he would have been drooling all over her breasts. But this woman can’t see the pervert, she just sees a sweet boy.

“Mom, he’s not a guest, he’s a parasite,”

“Ron, that’s not very nice. He’s a friend. And I don’t think he’s a freeloader.”

“Well, whatever. But, Mom, why can’t it just be the two of us? I miss spending time with you,”

“Oh, sweetie. Of course we can spend time together. Just the two of us,” Mom said, looking at me. “James will just sit there and watch, so what’s wrong with that? He’s away from his family too, I wonder if he misses them.” Susan was a pure soul, whenever she saw James she only thought of the possible loneliness he must be feeling right now and not the **** her body was taking from him day and night.

“Well, fine,” I said, giving in.

“It’ll be fun,” Mom became cheerful for some reason. “So what do you want to watch?”

“I don’t know, Mom. Whatever you want.”

“Okay. Let’s decide after dinner.”