“I will never be able to confirm this, but nobody could ever experience the bond Mother and I shared throughout the years. That bond exponentially intensified the physical bond we eventually shared.”
Another drink is poured, and a loud exhale is heard in the recording. A large gulp is heard in the recording.
“You may wonder why I chose to be so graphic in my description of when we first fucked, but there’re two reasons. The first is that I don’t give a fuck who thinks what of me at this point, since I won’t be around to receive their judgement. Second, shame me as you will, but understand that Mother was the one who was seduced by me. Yes, her love was real and persistent, but without my prodding, she likely would not have engaged in this behavior. Consider the Oedipus and Jocasta complexes and apply them how you see fit.”
Another loud sigh is heard.
“I hope whoever listens to this can understand the monster I had become and how it led to what I did to myself. With Mom dying so suddenly, a gaping hole opened inside me and I could never tell my wife what used to fill it. Sure, she would understand it initially, but when I never recovered, she would not understand.
“In the last two days, I imagined the names she would call me if I ever told her the truth. If there was anything left of me when I would tell her, the assumed words I thought I would hear would rip the rest of me apart. With my story told and my future decided, I leave this recording for anyone and everyone to use and analyze the hidden dynamics behind what makes a son lust for his mother.”
The recording ends.
“There’s a stark difference between what you thought you would hear from me and what actually happened, isn’t it?” Sarah said to me.
I took a drag from my cigarette.
“It very much was. You surprised me and I will forever apologize to you for doubting you on your ability to understand the complicated parts of me and even more so, accept me for my drastic stance away from the normal man you would have had with literally anyone else you could have picked.”
Sarah stood up and faced me.
“I loved your mother, and now I know you loved her even more than I could ever know or understand,” she said before removing her shirt. “I also know that I was not a stand-in replacement for her,” she added as she pushed her unbuttoned jeans and panties down to her ankles. “Love is a force to be reckoned with, and I want to continue to forge a path through life with you, Garrett. Now,” she said, kicking her pants and panties away and removing her bra. She moved close to me and knelt, “I want you to follow me to Mother’s room.”
Sarah took my hand and led me to Mother’s bedroom. I would have thought that to be the end of the story, but my life would be further altered by my wife in the same room where Mother and I consummated our love multiple times. Sarah stood at the foot of the bed and began to slowly remove my clothing as she began her lengthy admission.
“Long ago, Mother told me about what was going on with you two. She spent a great deal of time warming me up and getting me used to the ultimate admission she was going to make. It took more than a year of us bonding and getting closer before we spent a weekend together, and so many things changed between us,” she said as she finished removing my clothes. She got down on her knees and took my cock in her hand and began stroking it.