Spying on my Parents&#x27; Sexy Neighbor Pt. 03

by greytonesandredlights

story tags: blackmail, couple, married, mature, milf, mother,
mother_son, nonconsent, son

https://www.literotica.com/s/spying-on-my-parents-sexy-neighbor-pt-03


https://www.literotica.com/s/spying-on-my-parents-sexy-neighbor-pt-03

Doug becomes obsessed with a new taboo.

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Rain drizzled down the glass. A flash lit the clouds above, and in an
instant a crooked chain of light cut through the dark skies. The lights
of the long stone garage flooded the courtyard with long stitches of
light that disappeared into the paving stones. I stared at the silver
Audi. I still couldn't decide if I resented Janet or not.

Lisa, my mother, slipped back inside the room. She had removed the ball
gag but still had it in her hand along with her phone. She closed the
door and locked it.

She took my hand and sat me down on the bed. "Now, why would Janet do
this? Tell me everything." She said. She wasn't harsh, but she was
serious.

I told her everything, I started at the beginning when they first moved
in. I explained how I saw her through the window from the on-suite
bathroom. How I bought video cameras to get a closer view of her. I
told her about Lou, when Nick would come home, and how I came up with
the plan to join in. She sat and listened to the entire story. I even
explained why I began training as hard as I did, and why I started the
business I did. I felt like I talked for hours, but it was only 15
minutes.

She listened to everything I said and when I finished she took a deep
breath.

"Go downstairs and wait for me in the weight room, no one will be using
it. Put your mask on. When I get Janet there, I'll do the talking."

I stared at her blankly. "Mom, why aren't you freaking out?"

"Going crazy won't help anything, just use what I wrote it the manual,"
she said.

"What manual? I only just found out about this as we were pulling in
the driveway. I thought I was taking her to a dance club or some sales
house party." I said.

"She didn't give you a manual? I was the one who invited her, your
father and I have been trying to get her and Nick for years. Suddenly
she accepted with this new boyfriend called Lou." She tapped her front
teeth with her nail and disappeared in thought. When she came to, she
pointed a finger at me. "Get your mask on, I'll explain things later.
Do not talk!" 

I slid the mask over my head. "She's smart, it was my mistake, I
thought she was a Bimbo," I said.

"Sweetie, she's not smart, she's devious." She said, patted me on the
cheek and turned me towards the door with a smile.

I slipped out of the room, behind me a door opened. It was pinks room,
two women giggled and high heels clicked on the hardwood. My heart
skipped and footsteps quickened as I rounded the corner down the
stairs.

My stomach turned, I envisioned a bar fight, frantic screaming,
yelling, threats and all types of shit hitting the fan. I wanted to
throw up, to pass out or break something.

Janet stepped into the room and looked at me. She gave me a smile and
said, "Was it fun?"

I wanted to reply, but my mother told me to stay quiet. Lisa close the
door and stood next to me. Her response shocked me.

"Did you enjoy it? Tonight I mean." Lisa said.

Janet gave her a smile and shrugged her shoulders. "I won't lie I
expected larger, very good though, very skilled, I could see where your
son gets his potential. Am I right?"

Lisa gave her a smile. "Doug told me everything, including the things
he did, and all the things you two have started."

Janet's face twisted into a frown. "Did he tell you he blackmailed me
into sex?"

"Like I said, everything, including how you came to enjoy his company.
He will get dealt with. But tonight you two will leave as Janet and
Lou. He's going to drop you off, and the deal you two have is done."

"What if I have more plans for Doug? I still enjoy our time together,
I've passed on a lot of skills and I'm just now getting rewarded for
the training." Janet said. She took a step closer to Lisa and lifted
her chin. "Besides, I control everything over him, I kept the letter
and the original USB. And now that the divorce is final, it doesn't
matter."

Screwed, I thought to myself.

Lisa smiled and lowered her hands in front of her waist. The softer
response threw Janet off. Then Lisa said, "I know the divorce is final,
but even if Nick got these files, the high-priced lawyer he has can
cause you unwanted grief, say a month's allowance. As for our group
it's your signature on our contract, you lied and forged my son's
signature said his name was Lou. What would your clients think of you
if they found out the pudgy 19-year-old virgin tricked you into giving
him sex?"

Janet's smile dropped. She looked back at me and Lisa. "What would
everyone think of you two? You two fucked each other."

"If we did, that's illegal too, something you coerced us into, through
trickery and forgery? It's far better for you if we didn't have sex."
Lisa said. Lisa stepped closer this time. "This group of ours has
strings in high places, you expose my son and I, you expose them. How
well would your business do then? What about your friends, your
entourage of young pretty hair dressers who worship you? You want to be
the one who's doing the seducing and controlling, not the one who's
been outsmarted by a chubby kid with braces. You have pictures of him
now, I have pictures of a gaming teen with braces, skinny arms and a
belly."

I had to admit, the comment stung more than a little. Was that how she
saw me? Either way, I suppose I deserved it.

Janet opened her mouth to say something, then looked at me. Maybe she
remembered the kid who stood in the doorway as she held the purse of
money. She brought a hand up to her cheek and tried to wipe a tear from
the corner of her eye. "Like you said before its only sex, it's not
like, well." She looked away and her quivering hand covered her mouth
and stopped a tear from running down her nose.

Lisa spoke in a soft tone. "You've started a new and larger building,
its expensive land in that part of the city, can you afford to lose
face and money right now? Considering you gained a lot of pleasure from
the deal."

Janet scowled at Lisa, her eyes filled with tears. She wasn't one who
took losing well. On short notice my mother landed a sharp sting that
took the fight from her.

Lisa clasp her hands in front of her and gave her a smile. "I think we
can agree none of us wants any of this to come out. The little thing
you two have going on is over, even if you don't want it to be. I can
report to Red that you two had fun, but it wasn't for you and we
continue on with our lives." She looked at me. "And believe me, Doug
will earn his way."

Janet looked different. She sat down on a workout bench, put her knees
together and her hands on her lap. She looked up at Lisa and said,
"what if I don't want it to end?"

"You mean punishing him?" Lisa said.

"No," she looked down to her feet and wiggled her toes. "To explore
more, just to know there're others like me." a tear ran down the side
of her nose and landed on the black mat. She shook her head and stood
up. "I just wanted to know if it's normal to fall in love with family."
She crushed the mask in her hand and stormed pass us out into the hall.

Lisa covered her mouth with one hand. We both stood there and stared at
the open door.

She put her hands on her forehead and looked down. "Shit." She turned
to me and looked straight at me. "Dammit Doug, she didn't need this or
you," She waved her hand over me. "She needed a therapist. Just take
her home and let me think we'll talk more when your father flies out in
two days."

"We're not going to tell dad, are we?"

"I will." She said.

I looked at her in horror.

"I'll tell him the story about Janet and how she plotted to get you
here. I'll say that as we were undressing close to the window, we saw
each other's faces, and that's was where we ended it."

I nodded my head, put my mask back on and went out to the car. Before
anyone else could see me, I slipped out the back and ran through the
rain towards Janet's car.

She was already in it. Her clothes were soaked and hair clung to her
scalp. A bit of mascara stained her cheeks and the sides of her eyes. I
jumped in the drivers. We drove home in silence. I wanted to say
something, but each time I tried my mouth refused to open.

I pulled into the drive and parked in front of the garage door.

"You can still sneak over, your mother wouldn't know." She said, she
stared straight ahead.

I shook my head, "I am so sorry, I wish that service van at was never
park there. Or I should have just looked like I was stealing your mail.
Or just none of this happened to begin with."

We sat together in silence and watched the rain bounce off the hood and
windshield of the car.

She looked at me. "I knew what your parents were, I saw the way your
father looked at me. I wanted to come, but I could tell Nick didn't
want to." She reached over and took me by the back of the head and
pulled me into her lips.

Her tongue forced its way through my lips and pressed against my teeth.
She pulled away, grabbed the keys and ran for her front door.

Back home, I waited in my room until my parents returned. Before they
returned, I threw the clothes I wore that night in the garbage. Four
hours later, my parent's car pulled in.

"Doug." My father called out from downstairs.

I was a man, but that didn't stop my knees from trembling as I walk
towards the banister and looked down. He looked up at me and motioned
for me to come down. When I got down the stairs the two of them stood
together.

A grin spread across his face and he said, "I guess we have the same
taste in women."

My mother shot him an icy stare and slapped his arm. "Bill!"

"It's true, him and I had sex with the same woman." He said.

My mother and I looked at each other than back to Bill. I said nothing,
I just pressed my lips together and raised my eyebrows.

"Right, I don't approve of the method, you took short-term gains for
long-term losses." He shook a finger at me, then tapped his forehead.
"If you had thought it out better, you could have shown up as Doug." He
said.

I shook my head and rolled my eyes. I always knew dad was a bit of a
lecher. Now it took a whole other level.

"Oh my god Bill," Lisa said.

"He's a grown man, Rachel knows. Eventually he would have found out. At
least we could have introduced him better than Janet," Bill said.

"Okay, that's enough I'll deal with this tomorrow. Bill, go sleep it
off. Doug, downstairs you're sleeping on the couch."

Bill sighed and said, "Okay, mistakes were made, we've made them in the
past too, can you two clean it up with the group?"

Both my mother and I nodded our heads.

He put his hands together and said, "Good, tomorrow after you're done
your work you and I will do some volunteer work." He pointed his finger
at me.

My father kissed Lisa on the cheek and went upstairs. When he
disappeared in the bedroom, my mother brought me to the bookshelf in
the office. She pulled out a box labelled 'work' and handed it to me.
"Read it, it's all the rules Janet was supposed to give to you."

"Rachel knows?" I said.

Lisa nodded her head and said, "Yes, she's known for a few years." She
squeezed me on the shoulder and walked out. She turned back to me at
the door, "Hey, Doug, this doesn't change anything between us, okay."
She smiled. "I love you."

I don't recall saying 'I love you' to her as a child. The words felt
strange and took effort to leave my tongue, but I didn't want to leave
her hanging. "I love you too mom."

The following day I did as dad said. After work he took me to a woman's
shelter where I anonymously donated all the money I had made from my
business. I also donate two full days every weekend for the next year,
stocking shelves and helping organize their thrift store.

IT'S A NEW WORLD.

The day after we visited the women shelter, my father flew to Africa
for a major deal. My mother woke up early and made the two of us
breakfast. She wore a light silver silk robe that came down to her
mid-thigh. She didn't wear a bra and had her hair up in a bun, exposing
her neck and chest. For me I found it quite distracting, but for her
she sat next to me and talked like nothing happened.

"Mom, I'm still having problems with the other night and this outfit
isn't helping." I said.

She gave me a smile and said, "Did you read the Manual?"

I said, "Yes."

"Every time you think about that night you shut it down and think three
times about when I was your mother. Years ago, your father and I used
the sales trick to remind ourselves we loved one another and what we
did at the parties was nothing different from a hobby. We found
like-minded couples who understood. They were successful business and
sales people. Over time, we all built our wealth together. It helped
fund Red's dream home five years ago, and it's been our club ever
since."

I looked at my plate and then to the opening in her robes and the top
of her breasts. "Did you enjoy it, our night? If you did, how are you
getting over it?" I said.

She put her fork down on her plate and smiled to herself. "Yes." She
reached out and took me by the hand. "I enjoyed it very much, I never
thought I would." She let go of my hand and turned her attention back
to her plate. "But we move on, it was fun for both of us, but we move
on and when we're here, we're mother and son."

I nodded my head. But there was a thought that continued to swirl in my
head. "I can't help it. One more thing, the condom. What if you and I,
what if you get pregnant?"

She dropped her fork and grabbed my hand in hers. "Oh no. You've been
worrying about that? Don't, a long time ago after I had you and had
complications, I got tied. We're safe, you don't need to worry about
that."

She took a sip from her coffee cup and smiled. "Still, it's a shame you
can't come anymore, you're the largest in the group. I'm kind of proud
of it." She laughed.

I shook my head and grinned. "Oh my god, mom."

THE WORLD CONTINUES TO TURN.

Months passed and my mother was right. Things settled down, I forced
the thoughts from my head and continued on with life. Business, fitness
and developing indie games. At least that's what I told myself.

I continued to pound the pavement, but only for fitness and attention
from girls. Without the need to impress Janet, I found myself less
eager to meet new people. I ran, lifted weights and worked harder at
programming my game. As for my internet business that was online and
anything new, I just forwarded onto my employee. She loved people. She
could chat all day at college, go to outings and still have energy to
talk at night. I couldn't understand it.

Janet moved across the city after a month. But I broke my promise to my
mother and had sex with her one last time. I felt I owed it to her, and
I wanted to know what she meant by her comment. I'm certain now,
curiosity will get me before old age or disease.

I told her Lisa and I sat by the tablet and saw one another's faces
from a light outside. But we undressed one another before seeing each
other's faces. She seemed to buy it and in return she told me she
seduced her brother when she was my age. Their father caught them one
afternoon. Since then, the family shunned them. Her brother, who she
loved, blamed her and hasn't spoken to her in twenty years.

Three days later, a moving van arrived, and a realtor put a sign out
front.

Turns out Janet's not the only devious one. My mother still visits her,
like a cat toying with a mouse. She said she wants to play nice and
continues to funnel high value business towards her. 

Behind the scenes, my mother's been taking steps to ensure Janet
continues to pay financially. Through her gossip connections, she
learnt Janet's paying two mortgages and a business loan. 

Mom pays the realtor each month to keep the sign in an obscure area,
shaded by trees. As well as limiting its exposure on the market and
with other realtors. According to rumors, her expansion had some
unexpected delays and added costs. Coincidently, it's the same
contractor my mother used on a major project down town.

In a way she's playing a game of chicken with her, only she's using one
another's reputation. Strange thing is, she seems to enjoy it. Even
stranger thing is, it's not doing anything to turn me off thinking
about our night together.

I've read the manual multiple times. The rules were complicated, but I
could see why they were in place. The group treated party night as a
hobby. There was a list about etiquette, games and their rules, plus
rules and recommendations about how to act outside of the mansion. Even
a help group was available if couples became jealous or had other
complications. My mother was head of that group.

I expected harsher punishment from my parents, but I felt like they let
me off the hook. I had to move into the basement, even though Janet
moved. It was like my own suite. I paid rent in an expensive area.
Because they let the cleaning lady go, I had to start taking care of my
own clothes, food and mess. The free ride had ended, but they were
still willing to support me. 

But that didn't stop my mother from helping me with some of my laundry
or inviting me up to eat. Funny thing was, she hadn't worked a
dishwasher for so long she had to relearn. Being at home more often,
she asked me to sleep in my old room, which still had a bed. I think it
was because she felt lonely in the house or because she was trying to
reconnect as a mother.

ONCE A LINE IS CROSSED, IT'S HARD TO COME BACK.

My mother flew out for a week across country to handle a big deal. When
she returned father joined us. We had dinner and drinks. 

Bill patted Lisa on the knee and took a sip of wine. His eyes were
dark, and he had little conversation in him.

Still, the two couldn't keep their hands off one another, since they
had returned at the same time. It was the first time in two months they
were in the same city.

Before dad made any awkward jokes, I figured I better leave. When he
drank two things happened, he became the funny man and his pervy side
shone much brighter.

"I'm going to head down, get some work done. Good night." I gave my dad
a smile and my mother a quick peck on the cheek.

"Good night," She said.

"That's new?" Bill Said.

"We've been getting closer." Lisa said.

I looked over my shoulder to see her give me a smile. I undressed
downstairs and took a shower. The past week I had broken through a
programming problem on my AI. Free of thought, my mind wandered.

The warm water ran down my body and felt like a wave of relaxation. It
wasn't a hard day, no stress or hard workout, just a simple day. My
mind drifted back to the night with "Purple." I thought of what I would
do differently, what I would say, or what I would touch.

I wanted to see and feel her body, not just imagine it. My cock grew
hard, and I gave in after months. She had been working hard, lifting
weights, riding the bike and even bought a Stairmaster. Before we had a
treadmill, bike and a few weights, now it looked like a complete gym.

The clothes she wore around home didn't help. Her legs showed the round
shapes of muscle, curves and angles. Her waist line frequently caught
my attention, now that she wore smaller shirts which revealed her
tighter figure.

I shook my thoughts and turned the shower off. Dried and went upstairs.
I had forgotten they were home, routine set in and I went up for a
drink of water wearing only my towel. I found myself wishing Fay, our
cleaning lady still worked for us. She was another mature woman I
wished I could show my new body off too. Maybe even get more than a
glance. Perhaps that's why they let her go.

They didn't close the door to their room all the way. The faintest
sound came from it, a sweet sound of lust. One I hadn't heard for
months. I felt my cock turn hard in an instant, as if I were one of
Pavlov's dogs.

I may not have been a virgin anymore, but I had gotten a taste of sex.
Then suddenly it had been taken away. At first it didn't seem like
much, I even enjoyed the break. But now I thought of it every free
minute. 

Spying on my Parents&#x27; Sexy Neighbor Pt. 03

by greytonesandredlights (UID 5057232)

https://www.literotica.com/s/spying-on-my-parents-sexy-neighbor-pt-03

Doug becomes obsessed with a new taboo.

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Slowly, I crept up the stairs until I could see the crack in their door
and hear Lisa's voice.

My father stood on the side of the bed while mom, face down, held on to
the bedsheets. She slammed her up turned ass into his waiting cock.
With one hand on her rump and the other on his hip, he moaned and
pushed forward. His head turned upward and he closed his eyes.

Lisa gyrated her pelvis and fucked herself on his cock. She moaned into
the bed until his satisfied cock slipped from her. Her toned body
glistened, a testament to her dedication to the new training. When she
found herself empty she sat up, looked back to Bill and sighed.

"I'm sorry, the hotel, the three-day plane ride. I thought I could have
lasted longer." He said.

I ducked my head down below the stairs and crawled on my belly
backwards down to the main floor.

"It's okay. Pay me back in two weeks when you're back from your Africa
route, or tonight, if you find the strength."

I tiptoed back to my room where I tried to put the thoughts out of my
head. But that night, after hours of tossing and turning, I kept
imagining what I had just witnessed. Frustrated, I masturbated in the
dark. My imagination and memory were enough to get me off in an
embarrassingly short period.

THE START OF MOVIE NIGHTS.

After two weeks, Bill was set to return home from his Africa route. Mom
more than usual was eager for his return home. She even turned down a
job on the west coast to stay at home. I also knew they planned on
going to their party.

I walked past the door to their bedroom and saw my mother holding up a
new purple dress. She used to hide all the little things, but now she
had a sheer purple baby doll laid out and the new dress in plain view.

She wore her favorite short bathrobe made of grey satin. Like
everything else, it did little to cover her curves. The satin clung to
the top of her glutes and formed a V shape atop two oval mounds of
muscle. The muscles from her thigh and hips disappeared beneath the
front of the robe. Normally I would have carried on to my room without
a second thought. But now, after that night and the manual, I couldn't
help but notice. A switch previously turned off was now on, and I
couldn't seem to do much about it.

I leaned against the doorjamb. "I think it'll look good on you." I
said.

She looked back at me, put the dress on the bed and held the baby doll
over top of her body with a purple lace thong in her hand. "Do you
think so?" she gave me a wink.

I closed my eyes and shook my head. "I mean the dress, but now that you
mention it, I'm almost jealous of the lucky guy tomorrow night."

"Jealousy is covered in the manual too." She said. "But if you like, I
can wear this around the house."

I rolled my eyes and stepped back out of the room. "Because that will
help, I wouldn't be able to stand anywhere when your home." I felt my
face glow red.

The phone rang. She gave me a grin and slapped me in the gut as she
went past me. I waited until she went down the stairs and stared at the
crumpled up baby doll on the bed.

"Hello." She said.

After a minute of listening, she spoke into the phone. "Will you be
safe there?"

I turned around and leaned over the banister to look down at her. From
where I stood, I could look down her blouse and see the cream colored
bra she wore. She picked up the TV remote and flipped through the
channels.

"I'm trying to find something on the news right now." She said.

"No, no, don't apologize for that, we'll go next month. Just as long as
you're safe where you're at?" She said.

"I said it's okay, I'll call Julie and tell her we can't make this
month. I'm sure they already know too." She paused and listened to the
phone. "Okay, be safe, keep us updated and we love you to." She said.
She put the phone back on the receiver and looked up at me.

"What's wrong?" I said.

"There's some political unrest in the country your father said. So the
mining company will get him and his sales team out of the area when
it's safe. He said where they are is fine, but he won't be able to make
his flight." She said. 

She came up the stairs and entered her bedroom. She held up the baby
doll and sighed. "I was looking forward to wearing it. Oh well he'll be
home in a few days, he said."

The phone rang again and Lisa ran down the stairs to catch it. After a
few seconds, she took it into the office.

"That's another month." She ran her hand through her hair.

She stood quietly and stared at the calendar. "That's the same time...
Lou, bring Lou? Are you forgetting Lou is Doug?" Lisa said.

I ducked out of sight from my mother's view and continued to listen.

"Well, yes I know these groups can fall apart, but my manual will keep
things in line and running smooth, wait give me a second." Lisa said.
She closed the office door with a soft click.

I waited on top of the banister and after a few minutes grew impatient.
I looked at the baby doll on the floor, walked over and placed it on
the bed. 

I heard the door open and walked out of the room to meet her at the
banister. She didn't have a smile on her face and walked up the stairs
at a slow pace.

"Is everything okay?" I said.

She walked past me and sat on the bed. "Yes, but your father won't be
home for next month's party or at all now. I guess there's some big
thing in Eastern Europe, now. So the company is sending them there once
their safe. After that they go straight into the Asian route." She
smiled at me. "He even suggested you go as Lou tomorrow night, just so
I could attend my party. HA, oh my god if he knew what really happened,
he wouldn't have suggested bringing you as Lou."

"Why can't we? Does any of them know me as your son?" I said.

Lisa gave me an intent look. "No one saw your face except for me, but
there's a picture." She pulled out her phone and tapped on the
bookmark. "Since I was a sponsor, I wasn't allowed to judge."

I leaned over and watched her flipped through a few pages until she
came to a picture of Janet. The next profile over was a picture of Lou,
or as I like to call him, Doug. I'm not even sure where she found a
picture of me until I recognize the background. Earlier she insisted we
make a sex tape, she must have gotten it from there. On a side note
even without our faces the videos been getting a lot of views and
likes, mostly about her, but at least I'm in it.

Lisa bit her lip and she lowered her phone. "As much as I would like
to, I don't want to go back on our word, we shouldn't even be talking
about this."

'Close,' I thought. My wondering eyes caught her cleavage through the
neckline of her robe. I averted my eyes and looked at the bed. "You're
off work tomorrow, how about a PJ's and movie night? Just you, me and a
movie of your pick."

She gave me a smile and looked on the bed. "PJ's or do you mean
lingerie?"

I cocked an eyebrow. "Well, I meant PJ's, but when you want something,
any excuse will do." I said.

She grinned at me and said, "I'll get cleaned up if you go get ready
we'll have a relax night."

She half closed the door behind her. Through the crack, I watched her
slip out of her robe. She wore a simple bra and panties. The months of
effort had paid off for her. Not that she had been fat before. But now
her waist line flowed down her ribs, over her waist and around her hips
in a smooth curved line. Her stomach didn't have the fitness model abs,
but a sexy little indent started at the bottom of her naval and
disappeared below her panties.

It was her legs and butt that stood out. Her taller than average height
gave her long legs, but unlike thin pencils, they had curves of their
own. Not muscle bound and bulky, but several sleek curves from her full
round bum down to her slender ankles. Over the past few months I got
used to seeing her body in tighter clothes, but this was the first time
seeing her body in whole.

She complained about the young women starting at her company. But I
wondered how much competition they really gave her. She had a sharp jaw
and chin. While her eyes appeared stern, I could admit now they were
sexy. 

I changed downstairs and grabbed a quick shower. When I returned I dim
the lights and got the movie channel ready. She came down the stairs in
the same light silver night robe. In a way that I was disappointed not
to see the baby doll.

She grabbed a blanket from behind the couch and sat down next to me.

"Lights off, air temperature two." She said.

The lights shut off and the air conditioner turned on. I had pulled up
the drama list, but she took the remote from me and picked a movie much
gorier than I'd expected. I didn't normally see her watch horror
movies. But the one she picked was about a demon who stalked a family
and showed up in homemade videos. It was an older film I watched years
ago, and I remember it terrified me. Especially when mom and dad would
leave me alone.

Half way through, she curled up next to me for warmth. To my surprise,
she didn't fair well on horror movies. She yelped four times and dug
her nails into my arm twice. Each jump or flash of light, I could see
the robe loosen. Beneath, a purple baby doll struggle to contain her
body.

But by the time the credits rolled, she had grown quiet and her head
rested on my shoulder. 'Who the hell falls asleep during a horror
movie?' I thought to myself.

The blanket had slipped to her thighs and robe had opened. The tops of
her breasts pressed together, covered by two thin triangles of purple
lace. I shifted my weight so I could reach across her and pull the
blanket up. The credits ended and the TV light grew bright white.
Before I could pull the blanket up I saw the fabric around her nipples
strained and distorted.

My heart skipped and I felt as if I jumped into a pool of cold water.
The silky skin I could only imagine in the dark was there, inches from
my hand. Without moving the rest of my body, I put my thumb over the
tip. It was hard to the touch and when I moved it, she gave a faint
moan in her sleep.

My heart pounded and the more I played, the more she stirred. I wanted
to see more, I wanted to relive that night. The thrill, the excitement,
the wrongness of it all.

"Fuck me," I whispered close to her ear. I circled her nipple until it
grew hard and fully erect.

She moaned and her top leg moved against the other. I had to be subtle
and not rush it. One needed to treat it like fishing. I ran my fingers
over her strap, pulled up and slid it from her shoulder. The satin
triangle dragged over her skin, bunched around her nipple and caught on
the inside hem.

I prepared to jerk my hand free and whispered, "Mom." I waited and
watched. She shifted her head, but eyes remained closed.

Slowly, I moved my hand away and down towards the blanket. I wanted to
undo my pants and give relief to the kink in my penis, but didn't dare.
Every throb of my heart sent a 'Thruss' sound through my ears. My
fingertips touched the edge of her thong and found a damp spot between
the layers of flesh. I debated slipping my finger inside and massage
her more.

Try as I did, her legs were together and my fingers as much as I wanted
couldn't reach any farther. I tried to shift her shoulder to her back.
Her knee raised up, and she purred in her throat. I jerked my hand free
and rested on my knee.

She lifted her head and looked around, dazed on where she was. She gave
me a smile and adjusted her hair, then robe. She frowned, looked around
a second time, then touched and patted my t-shirt.

"You fell asleep." I said.

"Mmmm, I was dreaming," She said. Her hand slid down my chest. She
paused and cleared her throat.

If I stood now she'd get a full display of my intentions. I was trying
to think of other things, such as games, the movie, a WWII machine gun
movie scene, anything and everything but women or sex, but too late.
Her hand flopped down and caught the tip of my penis through my PJ
bottoms.

I jumped against the edge of the sofa. "I'm sorry, it just I came too,
you felt warm, my mind drifted back to Janet, you have a similar body
now." I swore in my head 'For fuck sakes, 'you have a similar body' you
fucking idiot she's going to bolt screaming upstairs.'

She smiled and leaned her head on my shoulder. Her hand slid over the
underside of my cock and felt me through the fabric.

"Hmmmm," she smiled. She squeezed me three times and stood up. "I think
we better get you a girlfriend. But for now we better go to bed." She
leaned down and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

Before she stood, in a brief second I saw her naked protruding nipple
beneath her lingerie. She stood up adjusted her robe and walked
upstairs.

I wanted to follow, in fact when she looked back I almost did, but fear
took hold and planted me firm in place until she disappeared in her
room. That night, I didn't sleep and oddly to my pleasure in the
morning I discovered neither did she.

DAYS WEAR ON LIKE A DESERT DEATH MARCH.

My father kept updating us of his stay. Despite what was being
broadcasted on news he had a different view. One of smiling faces,
corporate drinking and a beachside resort. The weeks passed and even
with small war going on, it felt like he had the best of us three. I
noticed one woman in particular who seemed to be the life of the party.
Early thirties, blonde, white, and energetic. Any video or picture she
was in mom flipped over. My mother said she was the web page and social
media person.

I became infatuated with her eyes, the smile she had and the fact that
she was a fellow techie. A computer geek, maybe even a nerd. I might
have to join them on Christmas parties. It was something soon coming
up.

As for mom, she worked in the office, fought traffic to and from work,
something she wasn't used to. When she was home she rewrote her manual,
edited it and broke it down into easier to read sections. I learnt it
wasn't the parties she enjoyed. What kept her going was seeing how the
community grew. It was like how one tends to a bonsai tree they had
raised from a small sapling.

The night my father took off and flew from Africa to the Asian
continent, my mother stopped worrying. But an underlying problem
revealed itself. She complained about the younger women at work. She
admitted she gave up the road job to the younger woman. But the way she
talked, I think she hoped the new girl would lose it and the company
would ask mom to save the day. So far it hadn't happened that way.

She printed over a dozen copies one night and dropped them off to Red
one night. After that, I didn't see her open the manual again.

It was the night of the party, every third Friday of the month. I had a
call from Brandi, an urgent issue with taking payments, settled by a
quick fix on her computer. The money she paid each month didn't warrant
the troubles. I returned home and found my mother sitting in front of
the TV with half a bottle of wine. Her hair was damp and tied back, she
wore an old towel robe that covered her legs past her knees.

I kissed her on the cheek and looked at her glass. I thought back to
Janet and remembered how I saw her drinking more before she moved out.

I was about to go downstairs when I looked over my shoulder and saw her
face. She gave me a quick glance than a fake smile and took a sip of
her wine.

"Is it okay if I use the upstairs shower?" I said.

"Yes, of course. I know it's better than the one downstairs," She took
a sip of her wine and sat up. "Maybe we can watch a movie tonight, when
you're done?" She said.

We watched a lot of movies over the past few weeks. I learnt it was one
of her three opposite topics used to divert her thoughts. I paused and
bit my lower lip.

"I am sorry mom, I have too much work to do downstairs, I have a client
I have to take care of, and she's having some problems with a program
she developed."

She nodded her head. "That's okay, tomorrow?"

"Yeah, tomorrow night will work." I said.

I went upstairs and took a thorough shower. Instead of leaving out the
front door, I checked to see if she was in the master bedroom. Without
drying, I tied a towel around my waist. My heart pounded, my stomach
swirled, and I felt as if I was preparing to rob a bank.

The sound of an eerie horror movie drifted up the stairs. Gently, I
opened her drawer to the lingerie and flipped through them until I
found the purple lace thong. My heart skipped and my penis grew with
anticipation. I grabbed the baby doll from the closet and left her
room.

She didn't look up at me as I came down, but just in case I kept it
behind my back. I held my old clothes in front to hide my erection.
Before I went to my room, I walked up behind her and leaned in for a
goodnight kiss. She looked up at me and smirked at my wet body and
hair.

"Did you forget to dry?" she laughed.

"No, I'm just in a hurry, I care a lot about this client and wanted to
make sure she was taken care of, but I have to do the work downstairs."
I said.

She gave me a smile and rubbed the back of my neck before she turned
her attention back to the TV.

My heart pounded in my ears, and my stomach flipped. One half said go
for it, well maybe a quarter, the other said 'What the fuck, are you
crazy? She won't go for this.'

Before I could think of it anymore, I threw caution to the wind and
walked towards the basement door. It wasn't as if we hadn't had sex
before. The manual said to treat it as a hobby, not love, a natural
thing two people did with instinct. I justified it with three thoughts,
that she wanted it, I wanted it, and it was a path previously traveled
by each of us.

A lounge chair sat between the couch and the basement. When I passed by
I placed the baby doll and thong on the backrest and continued towards
the basement stairs. Before I lost view of her between the rails I
glance back. She held her wineglass close to her mouth, and she stared
at the chair.

I didn't hang around and went downstairs, turned the lights down and
sat on the side of my bed. I didn't know how she would take it. I read
the manual two more times and I think I learned more about my mother in
the manual than I did her raising me and Rachel.

My hands trembled, my knees trembled, and I had butterflies in my
stomach. After ten minutes passed, I turned my computer on and bury
myself in a video about game design. 

Hours passed, I felt sick inside, embarrassed for my actions. I didn't
know if I should go up or begin house hunting like Janet had too. I
threw a pair of boxer briefs on and crawled into bed at eleven, with
hopes sleep would cause the problems to go away. It didn't, I tossed
and turned, half frozen because the A/C kept blasting through the
night.

Twenty-five minutes after twelve, the stairs creaked outside my door. I
sat up on my elbow and looked into the faint light. The door opened and
we could see one another.

She wore the purple baby doll and thong. It had black lace to accent it
and showed off her figure. A figure I only caught glimpses of was now
on full display for me. I could take in her narrow waist, wide hips,
and full bosom.

She left the door open behind her to let the light to come in. I took
it all in while holding my breath. The way her hips swayed and the
silhouette of her body through the thin baby dolls. With grace, not
vulgar, she walked across my floor and stood next to the bed.

"A client?" she said.

"A very important one." I said.

She gave me a smile, leaned down and kissed me on the collarbone. I
lifted her chin up and looked into her eyes.

She half smiled and shook her hands. "I'm trembling." She said.

"You said to treat this like a hobby in the manual, and that night." I
said.

"This isn't in the manual." She said.

"We just treat it like another hobby, like the first night. Nothing
changed, we're just having fun and filling needs," I said. I took her
by the waist and pulled her down into the bed.

Spying on my Parents&#x27; Sexy Neighbor Pt. 03

by greytonesandredlights (UID 5057232)

https://www.literotica.com/s/spying-on-my-parents-sexy-neighbor-pt-03

Doug becomes obsessed with a new taboo.

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She slid in on top of me and pulled her legs under the sheets. "First
rule, If you need to call out, use my name Lisa and I'll call you by
your full name of Douglas. Outside of this were Doug and mom."

She reached up wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me closer for
a kiss. Her tongue felt warm and wet against my lips, after a second of
reluctance I open my lips and touched the tip of her tongue with mine.

She pulled away from me and said, "I've been lying, the manual, work,
the horror movies, those aren't to distract me from missing the
parties."

Looking back, there are days where I question how smart I really am.
"What do you mean?" I said.

She put her hand on the back of my neck and pulled me into her. Her
tongue lashed out and forced itself between my lips. Passionate and
frantic, the untamed waters of lust flooded over the dam.

"Fuck me," she said. Her mouth returned to mine and our tongues
explored each other again.

She pulled away from me and said, "Douglas, this time focus on the
rhythm, not too fast, not too slow. Pay attention to what my body's
telling you."

She put her thumb under a strap of her baby doll and said. "I know you
like tearing things off but take it easy on this one, I'd like to wear
it more than once. One last thing, no tongue this time."

She wanted me to use my head to think about it. All my life both of my
parents tested me and my sister. I wasn't sure if this was another one
of those tests, like normal I didn't want to fail, I wanted to do my
best.

I sat up onto my knees and pulled her up with me from behind. With one
hand, I flipped her hair over her right shoulder and admired the view.
The baby doll had an open back, giving me full view of her beauty. The
flesh from her neck flowed down into her shoulders. I traced the
seductive line of her shoulder blades down her spine to where the thong
started. Seeing the side of her breast protruding out from behind the
fabric caused my cock to twitch.

As I took the sight in she used her thumbs to pull the straps of her
thong high on her hips so it formed a V. She turned her head and looked
back at me over her shoulder.

"Amazing, everything about you is amazing." I said.

She reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled. Her
gaze lowered down to where my boxers had a bulge. My erect penis ached
from its constraints. But I didn't want to rush this as before.

I wrapped my hands around her waist and slid them up her sides. Her
exposed skin felt cool to the touch. Using the tips of my fingers I
slipped under the straps and continued over her neck and down her
shoulders. Gently I let the strap slip from my fingers, down her arm to
where the cups of her lingerie clung to her breast and nipples.

I didn't force it off, Instead I pressed my thumbs into the muscles of
her spine and glided down to the dimples of her bum. She tried to shrug
off the baby doll, but before she could I caught her by the arms and
pulled her back into my chest.

The lacy material clung to one nipple, the other stood free and
exposed. Her chest rose and fell with each breath. Before she freed
herself I looked down over her shoulder and blew at the covered nipple.
It didn't do as I hoped, but it caused her to shiver and moan. When she
did the last of the fabric slipped free and rested on her thighs.

I slid my hands up over her warm breasts and held her tight against me.
She tilted her head to expose her open neck, and I pressed my face
against her skin. Careful not to make a sound, I opened my lips and
exhaled warm air on her cool skin. She reached up and scratched the
back of my neck with a gentle touch. I knew she could feel me pressing
into her because she twisted her hips against me.

I leaned back and snatched a pillow from my head board. She turned her
head but before she could see I slid the satin pillow over her chest.
One sweep of the cool fabric brought her nipples to a stand. Her eyes
closed, her back arched, and she ground her shoulders into my chest.
The more I did it, the more she writhed against me.

She turned to look at me and smiled. "You're turning out to be a
natural." 

I didn't want to lose the rhythm she spoke of, but she caught me
staring into her green eyes. It was something I didn't get to admire
our first night. She smiled, kissed me on the cheek and raised a hand
to the back of my neck.

Her breasts were full and large and complemented her waist and hips in
a perfect hourglass shape. Without being able to lick anything, I
turned her around by the waist and pulled her close to me. She wrapped
her arms around my back and held on to my shoulders.

I understood what she meant by rhythm. The moment our hands stopped,
the sensation I felt stopped. Without pause, I slid my hands up and
down her back, around her waist and the sides of her ribs. I caressed
the edges of her thong and lowered them, half an inch with each pass.
She swiveled and twisted her body to help remove them. Once free of her
hips, they slid to her knees.

My focus returned to her waist and chest. I cupped her mounds of flesh
in each hand and worked her nipples in the palms of my hands. The
little balls of hard flesh grew until they felt like little rocks.

She slid her hands down my waist and into my underwear. Last time she
enjoyed the feeling of my body. I pulled away from her touch and slid
my thumbs under the waistband. While I slid my underwear down I flexed
my shoulders and chest. True to my suspicions, she stopped and traced
the outline of my shoulders and chest.

My cock sprung free and for a moment she took her gaze from my chest.
Her hands traced my stomach and took hold of my cock with both hands.
Her soft hands played and massaged the shaft. Reaching low a warm soft
hand cupped my scrotum and I felt my body curl forward.

She smiled, reached up around my head with both hands and pulled me
down to her parted lips. Her warm soft tongue darted inside of my
mouth. My erection stabbed into her hip and made my hard cock ache with
desire. I pulled a tight against me and pushed my tongue inside of her.
She dug her nails into the back of my head and shoulder trying to pull
harder against her.

She broke free and before I could say anything, lowered herself to all
fours and swallowed my cock. Before I could say anything in protest, my
thighs grew weak and my stomach flinched from the sudden pleasure. I
braced myself on her back to not fall onto the bed. Caught in ecstasy,
I remembered her comment of not tearing her new lingerie. I slid the
crumpled up doll over her ass, down to her knees. It was half an excuse
to lean forward and rest on the back of her hips.

She didn't back off, with the pressure she swallowed me deeper. With it
more pleasure, her warm wet tongue felt like silk. Unlike a vagina, she
changed and manipulated the pressure. I could help myself and let out a
moan.

That was her queue, she sat up and forced her tongue back into my mouth
before I could resist. I wanted to push her away, but she was so
passionate I opened my mouth and let her have her way. I lifted her up
by the ass and pulled a leg around my waist. Kneeling on the bed, my
back muscles strained to hold her up.

She grew frantic as her hands ran over my hard shoulders and back
muscles. Her tongue darted in and out of my mouth. The tip traced the
sides of my lip up to my upper lip which she sucked hard on.

When she broke from the kiss to catch her breath, I fell forward and
flopped her down on her back. Pushed myself up from her and adjusted my
weight. With the brief break, she put her hand on my chest and squeezed
it.

"What happened to no tongue?" I said.

She took my hand and brought it down between her legs. "Stop wasting
time and fuck me."

"You told me before women want a gentleman?"

"We're past that stage, now I want that animal that fucked me like a
bull." She said.

Lust burned in her eyes and I felt her hand wrap around my wet cock and
pull it towards her. She rubbed the tip of my head between her wet
folds of skin and let a moan out from her throat. She rolled it around
in a circle like she was stirring a bowl. Skilled in pleasure she
rubbed her thighs against mine, tempting my hips to flex forward.

Pushed beyond my limits of patients, the circle grew tighter and I felt
the head of my penis slide into her. My stomach tightened and my body
demanded pleasure. I thrust forward and moaned as her walls tightened.
Any lingering thoughts of the immoral act we were doing vanished.

This time we were both wet, and I found myself much deeper. But I was
as deep as I could go. We moved with each other, trying to nurse more
depth. Before I hurt her, I pulled out of her and thrust myself back
inside. I didn't need to be guided in anymore, my aim had grown much
better. The second time I slid further in, the surprise caused her
mouth to open in a gasp.

She wrapped her arms around my body and I exited her again. She moaned
the third time I re-entered her and squeezed the back of my arm. I
lowered myself to my elbows and flexed my hips forward with small
movements until I reached my full depth. I rotated my hips, trying to
get as much of my shaft lubricated with her juices. The tiny movements
caused her inside to spasm around me.

We moved against each other, enjoying the sensation of our bare skin
against one another. I set her up with a relaxing sequence, a simple in
and out. She purred under me and caressed my back along the spine. When
she closed her eyes and turned her head like she was having a massaged,
I pushed away from her, raised myself up and dove hard into her.

She squealed and gave me a look of surprise. Her mouth and eyes were
open wide. She wanted the animal, so I gave it to her. Each time I
drove my hips into hers, her whole body shook, her breasts bounced up
and her sandy hair flopped over her face. A sight I had been denied
before. But without that denial and the pursuing curiosity, our second
encounter never would have happened.

"Harder," she demanded.

I reached under the small of her back and pulled her up higher on the
bed to get a better position. I held on to her hip and got more depth
with each thrust. Her mouth hung open, and she grew quiet. The only
sound she made was the air being forced from her lungs in huffs. She
arched her back and stiffened her knees, the toes on her feet pointed
straight down and she tried to hold my hips deep inside of her with her
arms and heels.

I gave her a break and sunk myself deep inside of her and paused. Her
green eyes stared up at the ceiling just to the left of my head. She
started to breathe again and looked at me and smiled. Until she
recovered, I moved my hips gently with her panting body.

"Did you get an orgasm?" I asked. It was something I never did with
Janet, I didn't want to sound stupid for asking.

Lisa nodded her head and smiled. "Yes, a very good one." She said
between breaths. She tried to fix her hair, but I could see her hand
still trembled.

With one hand, I reached up and pulled it back from her eyes. I decided
she had enough of a break and sat up on to my knees. I brought both of
her legs up and embraced them against my chest. With one hand I
caressed her knees and feet the other hand I held up on her upper thigh
for leverage when I would start fucking her again.

She lifted her chin up and put her hands on my thighs. I leaned
forward, sunk myself deep and fought for every inch I could. She opened
her eyes and mouth and tried to push against me like a blocker. I began
to piston in and out of her, using her hand as a stop block. I entered
low and rolled my hips up so on exit my cock pushed hard on her clit.

"Stop, stop, wait." She said and pushed against my chest.

I eased myself down and gave her a break.

"Douglas, don't use your full length, it's not your length it's how
round you are that makes it feel amazing. You're stretching me more
than others. But it hurts when you go too deep. The rhythm, remember
the rhythm." She laid back down and raised her arms up over her head.

I let her legs slide down around me and wrapped her head in my arms.
With a gentle thrust, I ground my hips into her several times. Her
tightness had vanished and her soaking hole dripped with juices.

"Okay, I want on top." She said.

I rolled her on top of me and centered us in the bed. She sat up on top
of me and gyrated her hips. I looked down to watch how her stomach and
hips moved. The muscles in her thighs strained to keep her stable. With
great effort, she did not lower herself down my full length. She
pressed her hands hard into her neck and down between her breasts.

I sat back and enjoyed the show. Her hair flipped from side to side and
her breasts bounced and rolled. I used the pillow once more and pressed
it against her bouncing breasts just to the edge where her nipples ran
against the fabric. She let out a moan and put her hands on my chest.

She grew more frantic, she stopped moving in a circle and started
grinding forward and backwards as fast as she could. I threw the pillow
to the side, reached up and took her by the shoulder and the hip to
help her. Sweat beaded on her forehead and her body glistened from her
exertion.

Her thighs grew weak and gave out as she thrust forward. Unable to hold
herself up she slipped deeper and her ass came to a rest on my thighs.

Her eyes and mouth opened wide. One hand dug her nails into my arm and
the other jolted up her neck and clawed at her shoulder. After two
seconds she cried out, "Oh fuck!"

Maybe the sinister side came out in me, the side that blackmailed Janet
and held her to the deal. Instead of letting her rest. I took her by
the hips, thrust forward and forced her to continue sliding up and down
my pelvis.

I couldn't last long with the sight and the sensation, but I would not
need to. She too also couldn't last. Tonight wouldn't be a night of
endurance.

Her head jerked back, she squeezed on to my hands and I saw the muscles
in her body tighten. We moaned and grunted each time I pulled her hips
forward. Then she gripped me tight, her legs stiffened, and I thought
she would bend over backwards. I tried to move her, but her muscles
were so tight I couldn't budge her from her spot. Then she relaxed and
fell forward on to my chest, her arms pushed her chest together. A
sight I don't think I would grow tired of.

She half let out a squeal that sounds like a cry and laugh. Like a
person who had been tickled too long.

I rolled her off me and slid back inside of her limp body.

She pulled me close to her mouth and whispered into my ear. "cum, cum
inside me, faster, faster."

Her hands hung on my back and her legs quivered at my sides. My hip
muscles thrust forward and my back curled inward. Locked in an arch and
my arms burning, I pressed my forehead into hers to release some
weight. I didn't moan or gasp, but my mouth hung open in a silent
scream. I wanted to move to keep it going, then I felt a moan escape
out from my lungs and my torso became free.

Spent, my hips bucked forward four times and the wave of pleasure
subsided.

When I came to, she hugged and kissed me. We smiled and laughed
together.

"Better?" she said.

"Much better, you were amazing." I said.

"See, rhythm. If you're too fast for her, or too slow or too rough
you'll pull her out of the mindset. It's like a dance, if you go too
fast you leave her behind, if you go to slow, she'll get annoyed. And
when we're annoyed, we don't get ours. Oh, and one last thing it tends
to change on what time of the month it is." She kissed me on both
cheeks and then on the lips and smiled.

She took a few deep breaths through her nose and rolled me off of her.
She curled up beside me and put her hand and leg over top of me.

"Maybe new is good." She said.

I adjusted my height on the pillow and looked at her.

"Some other members want a change in the rules and games. Start doing
orgies and introduce more members, become more open. Red even said she
wanted two guys." She laughed and bit her tongue. Her fingers traced
the edge of my pec down to the nipple as she stared at the other side
of the room.

"A swinger party that doesn't do orgies, I thought that would be
something normal?" I said.

"I was always afraid it would break the group, so we just did couples,
pink's the only exception." She said. She sat up, rested her head on
her shoulder and sighed. "I feel like I only have sex once or twice a
month with how often your father and I are gone, but he has." She
cleared her throat and smiled.

I gave her a questioning look and waited for her to continue.

She smiled at me and said. "We were all excited about filling the new
Mr. and Mrs. Black. It's why you got fast tracked into the group, eight
years with the same people and everyone wanted something new." She let
out a loud laugh. "I thought I was so lucky Janet took my offer, wow
were you two in high demand. It pissed Julie off that she lost the new
stud and cinched my gag tight."

She laughed again, fell on her back and covered her mouth. "Then the
stud everyone was fighting over was my son."

The smile faded and her hands traveled down between her breasts and
over her stomach. "Mmmm, maybe new is good." She reached over and
touched my half hard penis.

"Maybe we can get you back as Lou, we just need to find you a partner."

I felt the blood return. Slower the second time, but still after her
hands worked their magic, I was back to full size. She rolled up on top
of me and guided herself in, closed her eyes and rolled her hips into
mine. I came a second time, less powerful and much less effort. She too
had a weak orgasm. It was as if we had sex to be close to one another
longer than to satisfy our desires.

Exhausted we fell asleep, I woke up and felt her slide to the side of
the bed. I watched her back muscles move and admired the shape of her
waist and hips to she sat on the side of the bed. I wanted her to stay,
but I knew we shouldn't go down that road. The same as she knew, it
wouldn't be just a hobby.

She picked up her lingerie and at smiled me. She leaned down, kissed me
on the cheek.

"Your client is very thankful for your help." She said and gave me a
smile.

I propped myself up on one shoulder and watched her leave. When she
reached the door I said, "You have an amazing little bubble butt."

She turned around and gave me a smile, "See, rhythm. But compliments
don't hurt either."

I leaned back on the bed and said to her as she closed the door. "Are
we writing a new manual?"

"First thing in the morning, that'll be page one." She said and closed
the door.

I laid back and listen to the footsteps on the stairs ascend.

In the morning I woke up to the sound of breakfast being made. My
mother wore her usual pencil skirt and white blouse. She kissed me on
the cheek and greeted me good morning. We had a pleasant little
breakfast that morning and a brief talk about the future of my
business. True to her word, the previous night was never brought up.

"Oh, Aunt Beth is coming next week to show their new baby off. Would
you be able to set up one of the rooms upstairs for her to sleep in?
Please." She said.

I nodded my head and walked her to the door. She stopped in the doorway
and said, "Your father's gone a few more days. Do you want to watch a
comedy or drama tonight with me? Have a change of movie types."

I smiled and nodded my head, "I'd love to mom." I leaned into give her
a quick kiss on the cheek. As I drew close, she moved her head to the
side and kissed me on the lips, her tongue slipped past my unsuspecting
lips and touched the tip of mine. She winked and close the door.

Story Tags: blackmail; couple; married; mature; milf; mother;
mother%20son; nonconsent; son

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