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Chapter Eighteen
The trio sat at the table and Ray began to spill the beans.
“Greg, I’m sure your mother told you we recently became adventurous,” he stated looking at his son. Greg nodded affirming the statement. “What she didn’t tell you and is just now going to learn is that Monica was not the first woman I was adventurous with.”
He stopped there to let it sink in. He first looked at Greg who didn’t quite understand what he was saying. Lisa, however, knew exactly what it meant.
“You asshole,” Lisa grunted angrily at her husband.
Greg looked at his mother before realizing his father just confessed to cheating.
“What does that have to do with any of this?” Greg asked.
“Yeah, Ray.”
He let out a deep sigh, “It has everything to do with Monica since it was her daughter.”
He exhaled again and slouched in the chair having revealed a partial truth.
“So?” Greg asked, getting impatient.
“Well,” his father said, sitting upright again, “Monica caught us.”
“Wait,” Lisa said, pointing her finger harshly at her husband, “Lynn is only seventeen!”
Ray shook his head vehemently, “No, she turned eighteen a while ago. She was my server at a company outing we had a while back and I left my number on the receipt to see if I would get lucky.”
“So, fuck me, right? I was so easily cast away like that?” Lisa demanded, her voice cracking as she spoke.
“We had already started talking about including others,” he said, trying to justify his actions.
“Dad–,” Greg started before his mother interrupted.
“INCLUDING!” she cried out, “It wasn’t permission for you to go find a whore!” Lisa yelled.
Greg put his hand on his Mother’s lap, “That’s mostly what I was going to say.”
Lisa put her hand over her son’s hand. Greg was pleased that his father was getting what was coming to him. He began to think that was going to be the big finish, but then he realized there was a plot to unravel.
“How does Monica fit into this, Dad?” Greg asked.
“She caught us,” he replied plainly.
“Idiot,” Lisa hissed at her husband, “You probably fucked her in her mother’s house. Did you think she owned that place at eighteen? Dumbass.”
Greg leaned over and whispered something to his mother which caused her to pout in her chair.
“So,” Greg said as he paused trying to put the scenario together, “she caught you two and then what? Did she blackmail you?”
Ray shifted uncomfortably in his chair, “Not at first. She threw a fit, screaming at Lynn until she had enough and walked out of the house. That’s when she turned her attention to me.”
“You just stood there and took it,” Lisa grumbled.
Ray had the audacity to look annoyed at his wife. Greg came unhinged.
“You don’t get to look annoyed! Look what you did to her!” Greg shouted. His mother squeezed his hand gently. He looked down at his mother and came into a brilliant idea.
“Nevermind,” Greg said. “You should probably not sleep here tonight,” he added as he looked at his mother again. He gave her a small wink. “We can resume this conversation tomorrow some time.”
Ray wanted to demand where he was supposed to go, but he didn’t want to hear anything about him going to his whore again. Without another word, he went to his room and gathered his things. He walked solemnly out the front door and left.
“What are you doing?” Lisa whispered to her son.
Greg sat down, grinning from ear to ear, “Do you remember how this whole thing started?”
“Yes. You watched me with another man over video chat,” she said, still unsure where her son was going.
“That was part of the plan, right? A plan to get me involved in your adventures?”
Lisa nodded.
“Adventures he was supposed to be a part of?” he asked, his grin widening and his tone becoming energetic.
“Why don’t we involve him in it?”
Lisa was almost sure she knew what her son was proposing but wanted to make sure.
“You mean bring him back here tomorrow and just… do it?”
Greg chuckled, “Why don’t we mis-dial him and make him watch us?” he offered excitedly.
Lisa smirked, “You are definitely güvenilir bahis my child. You want to do that tomorrow?”
“I think it would be the best time, but we might have to practice a little tonight, though.”
Chapter Nineteen
Lisa looked a bit overwhelmed with the idea her son offered, “Practice?”
“Before we get to that, do you think I never noticed what you were doing when you argued with me?”
His mother was genuinely confused, “What do you mean?”
“I think you like being manhandled,” he suggested.
She smirked at her son again, “What makes you think that?”
Greg took a dominant stance against his mother, “`Cause when I tell you how fucking ridiculous you’re being sometimes,” he began as his mother stood and approached him.
“What the fuck have I told you about cursing at me?” she predictably asked.
Greg took a chance and enacted his plan. He lunged at her and pushed her to the counter before spinning her around.
“Is this what you were provoking me for, Mom?” he asked as his fingers slowly wrapped around her neck.
“What are you doing, Greg?” she asked, knowing the time had come.
“What I think you’ve been wanting for some time right, Mom?”
She jerked herself around and faced him, “We’ll have your practice session tonight. What you just did, though, is what you will do at the start of the call.”
Greg smiled widely at the realization that he was finally going to fuck the woman he’d been getting off to and also that she understood his intentions for the evening and the next day. His thoughts of what the evening held for him took him away from reality for some time until his mother brought him back.
She cleared her throat loudly, “If I may have your attention, please.”
He focused on her as he took in the new, delightful sight. She had opened her robe completely and was holding it behind her hands that were firmly placed on her hips. Greg went from one fantasy world to another where his mother stood naked before him once again.
“Good!” she said as she shrugged her robe off her shoulders. “I think it’s your turn.”
Greg looked dumbfounded and stood silent.
“Greg?” his mother prodded him.
He snapped back to his reality once again and began to remove his clothes. As he did, his mother began to lay out the plan.
“This is where everything will happen,” she said as she waved her hand around the room. “We will start off looking like a confrontation is in place.”
“It seems that does something for both of us,” Greg interrupted.
She smirked at her son. “It does. Then you will do just what you did earlier. Understand?”
Her son nodded.
“Now, we need to learn a bit about each other beside what we already know. Come with me to my room and we’ll learn together.”
Greg happily followed his mother to her room but was sadly disappointed when he got there.
“I know what you’re thinking and unfortunately, tonight is not the night. Today we will learn about the intimate side of our lives so that tomorrow,” she said, pausing purposefully for dramatic effect, “when the moment does come, we won’t mess it up by learning.”
They spent the first part of their evening exploring the mental side of their sexual lives. Lisa explained in great detail the sex life she experienced up until they committed to start exploring sex with other people. She explained in equal detail that conversation that brought them into a new world of exploration. Greg laid out his minimal experience to his mother and seem embarrassed explaining it all to her.
The rest of the evening they explored each other’s bodies. She would take his hand and show him where and how to touch her. She hid how much his touch was turning her on. In her head, she enjoyed being a woman in that moment. With the exception of her hardened nipples, which she could play off as a cold breeze, her heat was hidden from her son. Greg could not hide his. Lisa giggled he tried to reciprocate holding her hand to his body where he enjoyed it.
She did not allow him to touch her mound but all he seemed to want her to do was touch his cock. While her hands ineffectively stroked türkçe bahis him, he had a thought.
“What if it wasn’t Dad we called tomorrow?”
She turned to look at him suspiciously.
“What if we get more details from him and called Monica instead?”
She thought for a moment, “That could work, too. We’ll have to have a contingency plan just in case.”
Chapter Twenty
They went to their own beds that night and each of them thought about what might transpire the next day. She played every conceivable scenario in her head and fell asleep unsatisfied. On the other hand, he jerked his cock thinking of him sliding into his mother for the first time the next day.
The following morning, Lisa woke and took a long shower. Unlike the previous night, her thoughts drifted away from the methodology of the day and she imagined the event that her son had built up in his mind to be the pinnacle of their relationship as mother and son.
“Is it so bad that I do this?” she thought as her hand slithered between her legs.
She used the detachable shower head to get herself off before she shaved herself clean and put on the outfit she intended to wear for their world premier video. She met her son in the kitchen where he had prepared breakfast and would start their day.
“Are you ready?” he asked his mother.
She sat at the table with her food and nodded at him as she began to eat her meal. He dialed his father’s phone and it rang several times before he picked up.
“Hello?” his father said quietly.
“I have an idea,” Greg told him. He got no reply as he expected. He knew there would be some animosity between him and his father. “I need to know some more information about how Monica tried to blackmail you to know if it will work.”
There was a long pause before he acknowledged his son with a simple grunt.
“Monica caught you with her daughter Lynn. What is she blackmailing you to do?”
His father cleared his throat, “It’s simple, really,” he started hesitantly. He went on to explain the circumstances of the situation he found himself in with great and unnecessary detail.
Lisa stared at her son with her mouth agape, unable to utter a word about what she just heard.
Greg put a finger up to his mother, indicating he had it covered.
“So, you were going to record us or something?”
Ray sighed loudly, “That was the plan.”
“She was going to use that to manipulate you and possibly us?” Greg asked patiently.
“Yes.”
Greg nodded to his mother, “Here’s what’s going to happen. We’re going to go to where you are and we’re going to call Monica. Does she use her phone to answer video calls?”
“She uses her laptop for Skype and obviously her phone for facetime.”
“Send me your location and we’ll be there when we get there,” Greg told his father before hanging up abruptly.
Lisa was impressed with her son’s handling of every aspect of the situation. She also looked at him in a different light. She watched his closer than she had, and she could feel herself getting wet thinking of what was going to happen that day. The plans they laid out began to evolve in her head.
“Mom,” Greg started before Lisa interrupted him.
“You’ve handled everything so smoothly until now. It’s my turn. Go get changed. We’re going there now.”
He looked at his mother in confusion. She was either eager to get it all over with or she had become just as eager as Greg was as the thought of mother and son finally having sex. Regardless, he hurried into a new set of clothes and met his mother at the door.
“Everything that happens from this point forward is what I want. Keep that in mind,” she told him as she took his hand and led him out the door to the car.
Ray was more than thirty minutes away, so she had plenty of time to ensure her son was in on the new plan.
“You got it all?” she asked.
“Yep, sounds solid. You want to start it as soon as we walk in?”
Lisa stared at her son as he paid attention to the road. He turned to look at her and smiled, thinking she was admiring her child. In fact, she was building up the courage to take the next step. She stared güvenilir bahis siteleri at him a while longer before putting her hand on his knee. She slid her hand up his leg and watched the reaction on his face.
“It’s so you can fuck me and not cum sooner than either of us want. We have a show to put on, right?” Lisa stated before continuing.
Chapter Twenty-One
Lisa found the tab of her son’s zipper and gently pulled on it.
“Mom,” Greg whispered, trying to remain focused on the road.
She didn’t answer him. When the zipper was as far down as she could get it, she reached up and yanked his undershirt from his pants. He could feel his cock growing while his mother fumbled trying to get it free. She finally opened the button and was able to snake her hand into the opening of his boxers and free his cock.
“Mom,” he whispered again.
Lisa opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around her son’s cock, taking most of it in her mouth. Her tongue slithered around his shaft as her lips traveled toward the base of it. She wrapped her fingers around the base and bobbed her head up and down.
“Oh, fuck,” Greg grunted.
His mother took her mouth away from her son’s cock, “Pay attention to the road. If you’re going to cum, do it in my mouth, ok?”
He looked down at her as if verify if what he heard was what she said.
“Pay attention!” she giggled, pointing out the windshield.
He snapped his head and she went back to work. Her hand slid up and down his shaft a few times before she took the head of his cock back in her mouth. Greg could hear the muffled sound of slurping coming from his lap.
Greg relished in the knowledge that not only was he getting his dick sucked in the car, but that it was his mother doing it. His mind drifted to what they would be doing soon. He went through the entire playbook right to the point where he imagined bending his mother over the bed and sliding his cock into her pussy.
“Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum, Mom.”
She heard the hum of the engine increase just before the first blast of her son’s cum splashed in her mouth. She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and milked his cock for the rest of the sperm his balls were ready to deliver.
Greg recovered and normalized his speed on the road as his mother continued to stroke his softening cock. She swallowed her son’s load, ensuring a small amount remained in her mouth.
“If that was a taste of what’s to come, pun intended, then I am looking forward to spending all the time I can with you.”
His mother tucked his cock back into his pants and sat upright in her seat just in time to see they were about to pull into the hotel her husband got the night before. Greg slowly maneuvered around the parking lot until he came to a stop next to his father’s car.
“Last chance to back out,” Greg told his mother as he put his car into park.
Lisa looked out at the door that her husband was cowering behind.
“I’m tired of waiting,” she said as she opened the door.
They made their way to the room when suddenly, Lisa put herself between her son and his target.
“Remember, if it looks like she’s going to try and record something, hang up!” she said to him nervously.
“Are you having second thoughts?”
“No. The risks are real, though, Greg,” she responded.
“I know the risks are real, Mom. I got this.”
She observed his demeanor.
“He doesn’t look concerned at all,” she thought. “He’s going to fuck me and not think twice about it.” Lisa smiled and gave him a little wink. “He’s going to fuck me and I’m going to enjoy every second of it.”
She turned, took her son’s hand and walked with him to their future.
The door flung open after a single knock. Ray stood out of the way as Greg and Lisa walked in like it was their own home. Lisa could feel her heart rate increase dramatically as she knew she was minutes away from having her son’s cock fill her pussy.
“So, how does this–,” Ray began before Greg snatched his father’s phone from the table.
Greg flipped through the phone until he was a touch away from sending Monica a video chat request. He turned to see his mother almost completely out of her clothes. She made her way to the bed. As she stood there, she glanced at her husband, then locked eyes with her son. She pushed her panties down to the floor and sat patiently on the bed.