‘Do you want to stop?’
‘No…’
‘Well then,’ Jeri smiled faintly and squeezed her sore muscles around him.
‘How about another kiss and cuddle, mom?’ Stevie finally asked, and got what he wished for. Now that there was no hiding in the dark, and they had given into the taboo, there was no sense in fighting it. Their sexes all but melted together, so then did the rest of them. With lovers’ mouths they kissed and embraced, and Jeri gave in; holding on tight for dear life, letting herself become her son’s woman.
It was the beginning of a lot of early Saturday nights.