“Are you sure that’s spelt right?” Ana asked with a sly wink. “I think that’s supposed to be ‘c’ and then ‘u?'”
The caption underneath said, “Mother and Son coming together at last.”
“Well it’s supposed to be a double entendre,” I started before realizing that Ana was teasing me. We both laughed.
“I’m so glad we can talk about this, Paula. You don’t know how good it makes me feel to know that I’m not alone. I love this drawing, the raw passion, the pure lust. I admire your skills, even envy them. And when you’re ready, I hope you’ll use them to create the drawings you really wanted to.”
“What, I don’t understand?” I asked.
“You and James. As much as I’d like to think that David and I could inspire you this much, in the end I know that we’re merely a poor substation of what really drives you.”
“What?” I asked, still a little in shock.
“When you’re ready to admit it, the lovers in your drawings will be you and James. You can’t tell me you could draw images like this without wanting to do the same with you and James. Whenever you’re ready to talk about it, I’ll be here for you Paula. Remember, you’re among friends. But tonight I’ve got my own seeds to sow, as the saying goes.”
Ana put her hand over mine and gently squeezed it, and while I was still unable to respond I knew she right about me having crossed a line with you emotionally that I wasn’t going to be able to undo. It would take a while for me to work through the chaotic feelings I was going through, but she had been right about one thing. With all the men trying to seduce me that I had rebuffed over the years, I would not have had the willpower to deny you. Moreover, I didn’t want to deny you.
**
“Wow, that’s quite the story,” I said, bringing Mom back to the present. It did answer a lot of my questions, although it was still bewildering to me that Ana could have had such a strong influence on Mom that she could want to have an incestuous relationship with me.
I certainly felt for her; even with the hints I’d been recently getting from her I still had no idea how unsatisfied Mom had felt in her marriage, and that it was only her sense of duty to Dad and myself that had kept her from pursuing other relationships, sexual or otherwise. And as for her shifting her attention towards me? She wanted more than just sex; he wanted love and companionship, something which she and I already shared unconditionally. Undeniably, however, there was a sexual angle to her desires as well. Mom could feel all that she was feeling without wanting to go to bed with me. Clearly, part of her found incest exciting, or at least mother-son incest, and not just in some abstract, fictional sense; otherwise she wouldn’t have listened so intently to Ana’s desires to bed her own son. I wasn’t going to hold that against Mom though, not only because I promised her I wouldn’t judge but because I obviously had similar tastes.
Mom had her phone out while I’d taken these last few moments contemplating everything she had told me, and I asked her what she was doing.
“The night of Ana’s date with David… she and I texted each other several times, and I still have them on my phone. I was going to let you read them.”
“Mom, that’s really not necessary…” I uncomfortably began.
“It is necessary, James. What did you call me the other day? ‘An incest-loving slut?'”
“I’m sorry, Mom, I shouldn’t have talked to you that way…”
“No, you were right to say it, because it’s the truth. I am that, and a whole lot more. I can’t make up for that, other than to promise you that I won’t keep any secrets from you the way I did with Bryan. You demanded total honesty from me, and that’s what you’re going to have. From my phone to my artwork to the dildos in my nightstand, anything that’s mine is yours whenever you want them.”
I wasn’t looking for the kind of relationship where I was going to be spying on my significant other, but I didn’t think that was the spirit of what Mom was getting at either. She’d violated my trust in her, as well as Dad’s, and she knew how much it had hurt me. This was her way of trying to get a clean slate again.
“Okay, I’ll take a look,” I said taking the phone from Mom’s hand and settling back to lie down again. “Why do you still have these? I mean, they’re six years old.”
“I guess they have a sentimental value to me. Ana had wanted David so much to be her lover that it pained her inside, and this was the night it finally happened. Reading them reminded me how excited she was feeling that night, and how excited I was for her too. It’s been a long time since I looked at them, but I used to really get turned on reading them. They’re more of a memento now than anything else.”
Ana: Outfit looks great Paula, thx for your help. D loved it too, his compliments didn’t sound like a son talking to his mom at all. Feel so dolled up tonight with hair and nails, but horny too. Like a new bride waiting to get fucked. Lol
Paula: Wow, so excited for you, Ana. Hope all goes well.
Ana: At the movies with D now. He looks so handsome too. Movie we’re seeing is rom-com, but rated R. Should be spicy!
Ana: Didn’t expect to have nudity/ sex in the movie, but was fun to see D’s face when I put my head on his shoulder during a particularly sexy scene. Even better when he put his arm around me too.
Aba: Hot stuff on screen; for a moment thought D would kiss me during one scene but didn’t. That’s okay, still have rest of night for that. Hope you’re still with me Paula.
Paula: Still here. All alone tonight with nothing else to do. Trust me, hanging on your every word here, girl. Lol
Ana: Went to a club for a nightcap and a little dancing. God, D is so hot. I’m so horny right now I’d suck his dick on the dance floor if he asked me to. Could feel the sexual tension rising after a couple of dances. Last one was slow and D had his hands all over my ass. I know he wants me, P.
Ana: Finally happened, P. D kissed me as we danced. I was too excited to say anything, and then D looks me in the eye and says he’s taking me home. Not afraid or embarrassed, but taking charge. I love my man so much.
Ana: I’m waiting here for a bit while D gets the car. God, I am so turned on we might not make it home. My son’s going to fuck me tonight, P. Even typing the words is making me wet, P.
Paula: Be strong, girl. You said you wanted to do this right, not get laid in the backseat of a car. Besides, you look way too hot in that lingerie to not let D see you in it.
Ana: You’re right P, as usual. Love you and so glad you are a part of this.
Ana: Had to do everything I could not try anything in the car. Wanted to suck D off so badly, or at least use my hands on him. Wish you could see D now, P. So turned on, so much fire in his eyes. Can’t remember the last time a man looked at me like that. Well, maybe your son did. Lol
Ana: J/k. No one James wants to fuck more than his own mom. Trust me, D is the same way with me, and me with him.
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