Father beds daughter, so mother sets out to seduce her son

Many mornings would find her sneaking into the bathroom, to spend special time with her father. Sometimes they would just chew the breeze, enjoying the opportunity to be alone together. On other occasions, they’d fuck in the shower, or she’d blow him, kneeling on the bathroom floor. There were times he might be stood, bare-chested, shaving his face, and Kim would be sat on the counter, wearing one of his shirts as a nightdress. Her legs would be spread apart and she might casually masturbate. Sometimes he would stick a finger or two inside her, rubbing her clit with his thumb. They would smile and glance at one another, a quiet, easy intimacy existing between them.

This was an incestuous affair that had been fully and comprehensively consummated. For Greg and Annie, that was all still to come, if it were to come at all. In the meantime, she acted coolly and calmly, never giving anything away. She found pretending surprisingly easy. She never let on for a second that she was aware of what her husband and daughter were doing. They had no idea she knew about their relationship. To be honest, in a way, she wasn’t really that interested; all her attentions were now focussed on her son.

His seduction was progressing as planned. She had become ever more tactile and affectionate towards him, and she had been pretty touchy-feely with him already. Annie was forever hugging and stroking and caressing him. She wore shorter skirts, tighter pants, low cut tops. She was always sitting on his lap, or snuggling up with him on the couch.

Greg kind of knew something weird was going on, something he most certainly could not explain. His mother’s behaviour was increasingly bizarre. If he didn’t know any better, he’d think she was coming on to him. Not that he really minded, he enjoyed flirting with her and he certainly didn’t object to her being in such close physical proximity.

Then one day, somewhat out of the blue, she announced that she and Greg were going out for the evening.

“You don’t want me and Kim to come with you?” Ray had asked.

“Well, you could, I suppose. But I’d like to spend some special time alone with my little man.” She replied. “You don’t mind, do you? It would be good for you and Kim to do likewise.”

“No, no, you’re quite right. It’s a good idea. I’m sure we’ll find something to do to entertain ourselves.”

Yes, I’m sure you will, she thought to herself.

Annie dressed up for the occasion, finding a short, black wrap dress in the wardrobe; a garment she didn’t think she’d ever actually put on before. It was tight on her, perhaps a size or two too small, but it only accentuated her curves, which was very much the intention. She wore her hair up, a fountain of red curls, a crown of glowing crimson. Beneath the dress, she wore expensive black lingerie and a pair of stockings. She had been freshly waxed that morning; her experience with the tennis pros at the club told her that nearly all young men liked their lovers to have a silky smooth snatch. Everything was all set, her plan was in motion; God willing, her son’s dick would be inside her before the clock struck twelve.

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