Was she sleepwalking? I looked closely at her eyes. They had that glazed look. Was she faking it? If she was; why? We’d been fucking for nearly two days straight. Why fake it now. My conclusion was that she was, in fact, sleepwalking. Then I realized then that she had been saying ‘Honey’ and the only time I had ever heard her use ‘Honey’, it was in reference to Dad. When her pulsing pussy and spasming body settled down, her head was hanging and I couldn’t see her face in the mirror. I eased my nearly flaccid cock from her and gently lifted her leg off the counter and let it drop. She was still breathing hard but she was quickly recovering.
I put my hands gently on her shoulders, like Dad had done, and turned her body toward the bathroom door. She started toward the door, staggering in her sleepwalking zombie fashion that I had used to fool the twins. I had watched Mom do that both times I had seen her.
In the hallway, she turned toward the stairs but I turned her shoulders toward her room and she went that way. I coaxed her into bed and she went willingly and curled up in a fetal position. Her side of the bed was still in shadows but the brightness of the sun was creeping across the bed toward her. I pulled the covers over her and then pulled the drapes closed. As I was leaving the room, she mumbled, “Thank you Honey. I really needed that.” I smiled to myself and closed her bedroom door behind me.
I took a quick shower and went to my room to dress for the day. I went downstairs and retrieved the daily newspaper from the front walkway. I sat down on the sofa in the family room and checked to see if there was any incriminating evidence on the sofa or floor from the night with the twins. I didn’t see anything. I unrolled the paper and on the front page, below the fold, in large black letters, it read, “LOCAL TEAM WINS CLASS L CHAMPIONSHIP”.
My first thought was, ‘How come June or Julie didn’t call to tell us of their victory’. I read the article and both June and Julie’s names were mentioned a couple times. June had hit two homeruns and Julie had hit one and drove in five runs. They destroyed their competition, eleven to four. I smiled to myself and thought, ‘They won’t be able to contain themselves when they get home. They must be so excited.’ There was another article in the sports section. I tore out both articles and put them on the kitchen bar for Mom to see when she got up.
I turned on the Keurig coffee maker and made myself a cup. I thought about making a cup for Mom and delivering it but decided not to. I’d let her wake up in her own time. I carried my cup and the paper out to the pool deck and sat down to read the rest of the paper. The articles were mostly about local and national politics which bored the crap out of me. I set the paper aside and sipped on my coffee. I had used my stainless steel, ‘YETI’ cup and the coffee was still too hot to even sip.
It was after 9:30 when Mom walked through the three-season room wearing her fluffy robe carrying a cup of coffee. She hadn’t bothered to synch the robe shut and she was completely exposed. My cock reacted accordingly but the pain in my balls was still there and it had an opposite effect. Mom came over and bent down to kiss me. Her tits fell out of the robe and I fondled both of them with my left hand. She giggled and sat down beside me. She looked down at my crotch to see if I was aroused by her semi-nakedness.
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