That night

"It's happened.".

"It's really happened.".

You're staring at the ceiling, or better to say where it should be since the room is completely dark. Next to you, Robert, your husband, is snoring profoundly. Well, that's normal 'cause he just rocked your world.

You've tried to dodge it... at first. All afternoon you have avoided thinking about the matter, but when he came home it hit you like a train. One thing was your old body, somehow you were realizing your fantasy; but he was your dad, the last human being in the world you would ever have thought of having sex with! Nonetheless, the way he looked at you, the way he was just himself, and the warmth you felt inside, not just carnal attraction but real, deep, marital love... you've had your crushes, but this was something else entirely.

Yet, you convinced yourself you weren't ready and you almost asked him to sleep on the couch. Instead, you found yourself together in your bedroom, you watching him undressing, unable to take your eyes off. You couldn't deny it: you wanted that, intensely.

-So, rough day huh?- He asked referring to his children's strange behavior. You slowly nodded and sat on the bed, giving him your back. Your trance was interrupted by his hands on your shoulders, a touch that made you shiver in pleasure.

"Oh sweet Lord...".

-Seems yours too.- He commented, the springs in the bed bent under his weight: -You know, I concluded with some client today and I would like to celebrate a little. Besides, I'm afraid I've neglected you recently. So, what do you think? Do you want some action?-.

Even if you hadn't wanted it before, you were yearning for it right then.

-Yes. Yes, I want.- You susurrated. And so it happened. It was awesome: Tom had done his best, but he was a virgin, while Robert knew perfectly which keys to press and how; the eroticism was not simply generated by the perversion of that intercourse but by intense, physical pleasure too. You weren't only his lover, you were his woman, his treasure, his possession. Boy, you loved that.

You collect a drain of cum leaking out your pussy and lick your fingers. He was great, but you're still horny; so, instead of taking the sleeping pills on your nightstand, you slip two of them in your husband's open mouth. He chokes for a second, then his sleep quiets down. Turning on the lamp does not wake him up. As you watch him, once again you feel the love that connects you. You instantly know your responsibility.

-I need to be sure... to protect my family... it's up to me.- You spit a tiny piece of goo which slides down his throat and then... you feel it disappear, but at the same time you sense a new link has been established. It must be what Kim was talking about.

-Rest well, dear.-.

You jump on your feet and gather the white bra and panties on the floor, then you open the closet and put on your night robe too. Finally, you pull your hair into a low ponytail, and you look in the mirror.

You cautiously open the door, scampering right in front of Tom's door. You enter: he's lying on the bed, naked except for boxers. You shake him gently, whispering his name.

-Mmm... what? Mom?- He mumbles.

-Shh! Be quiet and come with me!- You drag him down the hall, him being too stunned to react, and in a moment you're back in your room. You tease him undressing your robe and his eyes widen in shock.

-What-what are you doing?- He says as loud as he can without risking being heard by his father.

-Don't worry, he won't wake up soon. Come on honey, I want to do it here.-.

-But, but, I can't! It's too dangerous, it's... it's...- He remains speechless, enthralled by your sensual cupping your breasts. You bend over the bed, making sure he has a full view of your rear.

-Mom...-.

You look forward, waiting for him to come. Finally, your panties are pulled aside, and a well-known shaft impales your eager pussy.

-Welcome back, honey!- You say between thrusts. At a certain point you lie down with your head resting on your husband's lap, who continues to sleep totally oblivious. The wrongness of this situation fuels your excitement and Tom's too, as his pounding increases in speed and intensity. However, you also notice that your growing moans have some kind of effect on Robert. In fact, you free the tent under his pants and begin stroking his penis too. The poor bastard must be dreaming of fucking you, instead you're cheating on him with your son, on your bed, while he's resting on it.

-Yeah, keep going, keep going sweety, you're so good!-.

-Mom! Mom! I love you!-.

You straight yourself up just to get rid of your lingerie and dishevel your hair. Tom then rotates you and lays you on your back, this time positioning away from dad, so he can join you on the bed and resume. This time, however, you are already on the verge and you embrace a full, long orgasm.

-Aww!!!-.

You feel a warm liquid fill your inside, and Tom lies exhausted on you, his sweaty bibs pressed on your sensitive tits. You're both panting on each other's ear, so you caress his nape and sough: -You've been great, you've been impressive Tom. I'm proud of you.-.

-Mom... mom...- You hear he's crying. You hug him as his fluids flown down your thigh and dampen your bedsheet, sealing that incestuous intercourse that will bind you forever.

-Shh... it's all right... it's all right...- You whisper smiling.

-I love you too, honey.-.