As my cum jettisoned against the wall, I thought I heard a grunt and turned my head in time to see a shape disappear from the bathroom door. It took a few seconds for me to stop cumming and rinse off. I grabbed a towel, dashed through the bathroom, and out the bedroom door into the hallway. I almost ran over my mother who was leaning against the wall, covering her face and sobbing into her hands.
“Ma!” I blurted out, “What are you doing?”
“I’m so sorry, David,” she sobbed. “I didn’t mean for you to see me. I didn’t know what you were doing, I’m so sorry.”
“Ma, I was taking a shower,” I said.
“I know that,” she whined. “I mean the other thing you were doing.”
“How long did you watch?” I asked.
The sobbing continued.
“How long, Ma,” I persisted.
“Long enough to see what you were doing,” she wailed.
Suddenly, the fog lifted from my brain and I remembered the blue Toyota, leaving Faye’s house. My mother drives a blue Toyota. I looked at my mother, who still had her face covered with her hands.
Mom is about 5′-5″ tall, which makes me about eight inches taller. I leaned a hand against the wall, on either side of her head and looked straight into her hands.
“Mother, look at me,” I said.
She continued to cry.
“Mother. Please stop crying and look at me,” I repeated.
Her sobs quieted, somewhat and she spread her fingers. Two bloodshot, tear-filled eyes peeked at me from between her fingers. “What?”
“Tell me the truth, Ma. Were you at Uncle Ned’s house this afternoon?” I asked, firmly.
The waterworks started afresh, which pretty much answered my question. But I still wanted to hear her version of the story.
“Ma, answer me,” I said.
“Alright!” She shrieked. “I was at Ned’s today.”
“Why?’ I asked.
“I wanted to talk to him before Ted did,” she blubbered. “I wanted to tell him that Ted isn’t upset.”
“Why would dad be upset?” I asked. “Ned is the one who went away mad, isn’t he?”
“Yes, but Ted found out that Ned and I had been sleeping together while I was going out with your father!” She howled.
Oops! The plot is thickening as we went along.
“So, he got riled up because you married him instead of Ned?” I said. “I don’t get it.”
“Well,” she mewled. “I was dating both your dad and Ned all through high school. Most times, we’d all go together. It was fun. Then Ned, who was always the wild one, started to get fresh with me, trying to get me to go to bed with him. I resisted him for a long time. Then one night, your father came to me and asked me if I had ever made it with Ned. I told him no, which was the truth at the time. One thing led to another, and before you knew it, I was in the back seat of your dad’s car giving up my virginity. The next time I went out with Ned, I let him have me too. I figured what was good for one was good for the other.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My mother was confessing her pre-marital sins to me, after spying on me twice on the same day.
“This went on for more than a year,” she continued. “Neither of them knew about the other until after Ted and I were married. Then Ned left in a huff and Ted asked me about Ned and I. I couldn’t lie to him, so I told him the truth. He got all strange on me for a while, but I convinced him how much more he meant to me and things got better. Then you came along and all memory of Ned disappeared.”
“Did you love Ned?” I asked, not really wanting to hear the answer.
“Both of them were madly in love with me,” she said. “But I was having fun. Both of them were taking me out and buying me presents. Ted asked me to get married first, so I said yes. I think it killed Ned.”
“Did you love dad?” I asked.
“Sure I love him,” she whispered.
“Did you love him when you married him?” I insisted.
“I don’t know.” She sobbed and the tears came back.
My mother had just admitted to gold digging with my dad and his brother. And she had confessed to marrying dad without really loving him at the time. I was confused.
“Ted is the gentle one,” she said. “Ned was wild and crazy. I figured Ted was the best bet so I grabbed at the chance. When you came into my life, he didn’t matter as much any more. Besides, I had another thing going on that made it even more bizarre. I was having a relationship with one of my teachers from high school.”
“What kind of relationship?” I probed.
“The sexual kind, Honey,” she smiled when she said it.
“You were balling one of your teachers?” I yelped.
“Not exactly like that,” she said. “It was a female teacher.”
I felt the towel slip from my hips and drop to the floor. I was still leaning against the wall, with my mother’s face between my arms. It didn’t occur to me at the time that I was standing in front of my mother, having a very interesting conversation about her sex life as a teen-ager, in the raw. I don’t think she tuned in on it yet either.
“You’re a lesbian?” I croaked.
“Of course not, Sweetie,” she said, taking her face in my hands. “I just have bi-sexual urges every now and then. What’s so terrible about that? Besides, neither Ned nor your dad is that hot in the sack. In fact, Ted and I don’t have much of a sex life at all, anymore. I just wanted to see Ned and explain things before he and Ted had a face to face. Am I making any sense?”
“Just answer me one question,” I said. “What were you doing outside of the bedroom window at Ned’s house this afternoon?”
“I went by their house to talk to Ned,” she began. ” I saw your car there and couldn’t understand why you would be there. When I went up to the screen door in front, I could hear someone screaming inside the house. The door was open so I walked in to see if everything was all right. I looked down the hallway and saw two people on the bed. She had her face buried in somebody’s belly hollering for them to keep licking her pussy. I didn’t know it was you, but can you understand how confused I was? I thought you might be out by the pool so I went around the house to see. I heard the screaming through the open window and I just stopped and looked in. When I saw that it was you with that woman, I couldn’t believe my eyes. I tried to walk away, but it was hopeless. I’ve never seen anything like that in my life. I got so hot watching you I almost died.”
“I saw you,” I said. “But I didn’t know it was you. And I saw your car turning the corner, but still didn’t know it was you until just now.”
“I’m so sorry, David,” she said, hanging her head on her chest.
“Oh. My God, David!” She gasped.
“What?” I asked.
She looked down. So did I. I was fully erect. My pulsing hard cock was just an inch from the front of her dress.
“You’re so big!” She whispered.
She reached down, wrapping her slender fingers around my engorged prick. She just held it, while she stared.
“I saw you when you were in the shower but I had no idea,” she said.
Slowly she slid her fingers down and then back up along my hardness.
“What are you doing, Ma?” I rasped.
“I don’t know, David,” she whispered. “I just don’t know. I got so worked up before.”
“Ma, dad will be home any second. I don’t think this is such a good idea, do you?” I asked.
“No,” she said, dropping her hand to her side.
I leaned forward to give her a peck on the cheek. She came up on her toes and covered my lips with hers in an extremely passionate kiss. Her tongue probed into my mouth, searching until she found mine. I lashed back at her. Then I pushed her away.
“Not now, Ma,” I said. “Dad would never understand. I’m not sure that I do”
“We’re not finished with this conversation, David.” Mother insisted.
“No, Mother,” I said, touching her cheek. “I don’t expect that we are.”
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