Dan goes towards the door.
Hunter: Get out of here and never come back, asshole. I’ll pretend I never had a father. My Mom is everything for me. I’ll take care of her, I’ll be there for her. You didn’t deserve her. You never deserved her. I’ll make sure she’s happy for the rest of her life.
Dan rushed out the front door and left. Hunter waited by the front porch to watch his father get in his car and drive away. He shut the door, locking it behind him and returned back into the house. He noticed his mother sitting on the couch, with her face in her hands, sobbing in despair. Hunter goes closer to his mother to comfort her.
Just as Hunter sat next to his mother with his arm around her back, she turned to him, grabbed his face and started madly kissing him. Jacinda’s lips met her son’s and they kissed softly, passionately with so much love between them. There was absolutely no rough or raunchiness to this kiss. Their lips just met each other, feeling each other’s skin. Hunter could taste his mother’s tears that had slowly dribbled down to her beautiful, tiny lips. They sucked on each other’s lips with their eyes closed, tasting each other’s saliva. Their lip lock lasted several moments, as the mother and son were lost in the immeasurable love for each other.
Hunter broke their long, passionate smooch. He held his mother’s face in his hands and she had her hands around his head. Jacinda was no longer crying. Her tears had dried up on her face.
Hunter: Mom, are you okay?
Jacinda: (nodding her head affirmatively) mmhmm…
Hunter: Were you scared?
Jacinda nodded again.
Hunter: You don’t have to be scared mom. I’m here for you. I’ll always be here for you.
Jacinda started crying again and hugged her son resting her head in his arms. Hunter embraced his mother and ran his hands over her head, caressing her hair. They stayed in that position for a few minutes. Jacinda felt safe, she felt protected. She felt at home, at peace in the arms of her son. Her lover. This eighteen year old man who was just a boy until yesterday, just stood up to his father, her husband, for her.
Jacinda had so many emotions running through her mind. Not only was she afraid of her husband finding out about her incestuous relationship with her son, but she was afraid he would do something physically aggressive and attack her or Hunter. As the events unfolded in front of her own eyes, nobody was physically hurt in the brief altercation, but Hunter had easily overpowered his father and threw him out of the house. He was more of a man to her, than his father ever was or could be. In that moment, she noticed how much of a masculine stud her son had turned into. He wasn’t only physically impressive, but he stuck to his values. The values she had inculcated in him. He held back and controlled himself, before striking a blow to his father. He could have easily punched him out, but that could have caused even more trouble. What if Dan went to the cops?
Jacinda knew her son’s physical strength, she had personally felt it in his slaps, spanks and whips. But that was different, it was consensual, it was sexual and passionate for her. Besides, he was doing it to his willing sex slave mother.
As the mother and son stayed cuddled up in a deep, loving embrace, millions of thoughts were going through Jacinda’s head. Now, Hunter had taken over as the man of the house. He was her protector. His words kept ringing in her ears.
When he said – “My mother didn’t raise me to be a loser piece of shit like you.”
It was true. She wanted her son to be nothing like his father, and he was nothing like him. Hunter was a way better man than Dan ever was or could be.
When he said – “She spent all these years without anybody to give her any bit of joy or happiness.”
Also true. She had lived a sad life. Her days and nights followed the same boring pattern for years. There was no excitement in her life. When she would smile, there was heartache behind it. She was never happy. She was suffering for years, despite having all the luxuries. She had lost herself. She was disconnected from her core self. And Hunter, her son, had helped her find her back. He was the one giving her the happiness she had felt in the last few days. The happiness she deserved.
When he said – “My Mom is everything for me. I’ll take care of her, I’ll be there for her.”
Jacinda had no doubt her son meant every single word he said. She was proud to call him her son. He was everything for her, just like she was to him. And he was taking care of her. More than anybody ever did or ever would. He proved it that morning, after a night of passionate, hardcore, intense and painful BDSM sex, he made sure to give his mother some time to relax. Despite the intensity in his sexual expression, his love was tender and sensual. He genuinely cared for her and her well-being. And once again, he protected her from Dan. He was there for her. This was the perfect, ideal man. And she had this man in her arms.
When he said – “I’ll make sure she’s happy for the rest of her life”
This is the one that got her. It pierced her heart with a golden arrow. She had made one promise years ago, that she would live and breathe for her son. And her son had just announced that he was going to make sure she’s happy for the rest of her life. Jacinda felt blessed for having birthed such a good son. She loved him dearly. But what did he really mean by it? She was 24 years his senior. He was just starting off his life and about to go to university. They were mother and son. Their relationship was wrong. Their relationship would never be accepted by anybody. That scared her. Selfishly, she wanted him forever, but she knew she couldn’t have him. 24 years is a huge gap. Besides, it was her own son.
Jacinda: Hunter…
Hunter: Yes Mom. Are you feeling better?
Jacinda: A little. Just staying here in your arms, feels like a dream baby. You’re still my son and not much has changed, yet so much has changed.
Hunter: It has Mom, we’re no longer only mother and son. You’re my love Mom. I love you. You’re my girlfriend.
Jacinda: I love you too honey. You just keep surprising me over and over again and just now, right when I thought I’d seen it all, you made me fall in love with you more and more.
Hunter smiled, still running his hands through his mother’s hair, caressing her beautiful face.
Jacinda: Can I ask you something baby? What did you mean when you said earlier “I’ll make sure she’s happy for the rest of her life?”
Hunter: I said what I said and I meant it mom.
Jacinda: But Hunter….’forever’? Do you know what that means?
Hunter: I do Mom. You’re my girlfriend. And I don’t ever intend to break up with you. I love you, my love is pure.
Jacinda: Oh Hunter, honey…I love what we have going on too. I love you so much. But I’m 42, you’re 18. It’s just, I don’t know… In twenty years, I’ll be 62, you’ll still be 38. You have more of a life to live than I do Hunter.
Hunter: Stop that Mom. I said what I said. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
Jacinda: Hunter…but you can find a nice girl and get married to her and start a family. I don’t know if I can give you that. I don’t want to waste your life honey.
Hunter: Waste? You’re not wasting anybody’s life. You’ve wasted your own life, mom. And it wasn’t even your fault. You being in my life is only going to enrich my life. You have given me everything and now I want to give it back to you in the only way I know how. You’ve said it before, I make you happy and I want to continue that. I want to make you happy, forever.
Jacinda: Ohh Hunter…But you’re going to get married one day…
Hunter: Yes, I know. And I’ll propose to you, when the time is right.
This shocked Jacinda to the core. She was awestruck. She was still trying to process what he just said. He said he was going to propose to her. “Did he mean he wants me as his wife? He wants to marry ME? Did he really mean that? Is that why he was pushing for their divorce?” She had a million questions running through her head and the answer to all of them was simple. He wanted his own mother to be his wife.
Jacinda: Hunter…How could we? I’m your mother.
Hunter: And my lover. My sex slave.
Jacinda: Yes baby, but we can’t…
Hunter: Why not?
Jacinda: It’s just so wrong honey….
Hunter: And everything we’ve done so far? That was wrong too mom. But it just feels so right, doesn’t it?
Jacinda: Yes it does, honey. But Marriage, it’s different. It’s sacred. What will everybody say? People know we’re son and mother. Your friends, my friends, Mr. Gomez, our families…
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