She walked into the living room to find her husband and daughter lounging around together. Ray was sat on the couch, his feet up on the coffee table. Kim was sat next to him, her body draped against his. She had her arms wrapped round his neck, and she was whispering in his ear. Once more Annie was struck by their casual intimacy.
By God, they’re not even trying to pretend, she thought to herself. They might as well strip naked and fuck right in front of me.
Annie hovered there for a second or two, before ostentatiously coughing, making her presence known. The two illicit lovebirds turned towards her. Annie could see Kim’s fingers slipping between the buttons of Ray’s shirt, gently stroking his chest.
“Wow, you look great, honey.” Ray said, with an apparent earnestness.
“Thank you very much.” She responded. “And what have you two got planned for this evening?”
“Oh, nothing special. Maybe some takeout and some TV.”
Or maybe some oral and then fucking her doggy style, perhaps? Annie thought, waspishly.
Greg arrived, dressed smartly in a pair of slacks and a linen shirt. Annie took hold of his arm possessively and ushered him towards the front door.
“Have fun, you two.” Ray said, as they walked away together, Kim already clambering onto his lap.
Mother and son got into one of the two cars parked out the front. Annie was driving and she made sure to let her dress ride up to reveal plenty of thigh. She drove a hundred yards or so down the road, until they were out of sight of the house, and then she parked up.
“Mom? Is there a problem?” Greg asked.
“No, no problem at all.”
Annie unbuckled her seatbelt and turned to her son. She reached out and grabbed hold of his neck, pulling him towards her. Then, without word or warning, she kissed him full on the mouth. There was no pretence of maternal chasteness this time, her lips parted and her tongue snaked forward. Greg’s eyes widened in surprise but he welcomed her tongue with his own.
For a full minute or more the two of them made out, open mouths clamped together, hands roaming brazenly. Then, as soon as it had begun, it had ended. Annie pulled back, gasping a little before licking her lips.
“Well, that was nice.” She said.
“Mom, what the fuck?”
“You’re a really good kisser, Greg. It makes me proud.”
“Seriously, what the hell is happening?”
“You’re a better kisser than your father. He’s not terrible, don’t get me wrong, but he doesn’t like to linger. He wants to get on with other things. And that’s okay, he’s really good at other things. But sometimes a lady just wants to smooch.”
“Are you unwell? Is something wrong?” Greg sounded more and more confused, more and more concerned.
“That’s probably enough time, by now, knowing your father and sister.” She said quietly, looking down at her watch. Then she looked up at her son and smiled, brightly. “Come on, let’s go.”
She got out of the car and slammed the door shut. For a moment, Greg remained in his seat, but eventually he joined her. Annie took his hand and walked down the street, heading back to the house. She led him across their large front yard, then down the side of the building. A motion sensor light came on, giving them both a short scare. Then they came to the rear of the property.
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