We hugged again, and she left the room thinking how much of a sacrifice I must have been making for her, but nothing could have been further from the truth. She had no idea how much I’ve been thinking about her since the moment the last photo shoot ended. I didn’t care if she was my mother or not, I wanted her. But I knew I could never act on it. But with this opportunity, I was given permission to possibly go even further with her.
***
John had a driver come pick us up that night and bring us to his place. We were both nervous as we didn’t know what to expect, especially considering what he had us doing the last time around.
Whatever it was, mom knew it was a big deal and dressed herself accordingly for him as if it were a special occasion, just as he had asked. She wore a black dress with high heels, along with some of her best gold jewelry. Her hair was done up nicely and so was her makeup, but I couldn’t help but notice that she didn’t wear any lipstick. Who knows what she was planning to do with that mouth of hers?
John greeted us at the door when we arrived. He lived in a large home and showed up in a surprisingly casual outfit when he greeted us. After a brief moment of small talk and a quick tour of his place, he took us to where he said we would discuss business matters for the evening. But this time, instead of a studio, he led us to his bedroom. The room was fancy and spacious, but most importantly, it had a large bed which was fixed up for us.
“I take full responsibility for any confusion that occurred during our last meeting,” John said in a serious tone as he sat down on a chair. “So this time, I’ll make it easier for all of us and get straight to the point: As you both know, I have a strong interest in mother/son incest.”
The sound of mom gulping hard was undeniable. She breathed a little heavier too. I heard her pucker her lips, and I had no idea how she felt. Did she hate this? Was she aroused?
John continued, “It’s something I’ve always been fascinated with, and not having a chance to experience it with my own mother is easily my biggest regret in my life. The last photoshoot was a rare opportunity for me to witness such a thing for the first time, and I haven’t been able to get it out of my mind ever since. So…I want you two to make love to each other, right here in my bedroom, right now- passionately. If you do that, you will walk away with $50,000 in cash.”
I looked at my mother to see that her jaw dropped from the offer. It was clear that she was considering it and I knew that I was definitely interested.
Before my mother could say anything, I put my hand on her shoulder and expressed my interest in this saying, “Mom, I’ll do it if you need me to.”
“Are you sure Mark? What happened last time was one thing, but this is something far more intimate.”
“I’m sure mom.”
“That’s what I like to hear,” John grinned. “A son willing to commit such a taboo act for the sake of his mother’s needs. Mark, tell me, have you ever masturbated thinking about your mother since the last time we met? I don’t think you would have been so willing to agree otherwise.”
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