So that’s the plan! She’s got it all figured out. I’ve always wanted to share her husband but I never believed it would happen and I certainly never thought of sharing her son.
“God! You and Aunt Sara together!” Jeremy sighs, kissing his mother on the lips. “What about dad?” Jeremy asks, breaking the kiss. “Won’t he freak out?” he asks. Apparently, John is not involved in any of this.
“You wouldn’t ask that if you’ve seen your father checking out your Aunt Sara when he thinks I’m not paying attention,” she answers. “There have been many nights when I’m sure it’s her he’s thinking about instead of me. Your father will be thrilled to finally live out his fantasy,” she says confidently.
I breathe a sigh of relief that she doesn’t know about John and I. Of course, I’ve completely ignored the fact that John and I have some culpability in all of this.
“You’ve really come through for me mom,” Jeremy says. After some thought he adds, “I guess we all think Aunt Sara is hot!” he says, smiling at his mother. “I wonder if she’ll still let me come over after school?”
“I’ll do what ever I can to encourage her,” Jenny says, smiling at her son’s anxiousness.
For a few minutes no one speaks and I just watch Jenny caress her son’s naked body as he lies on top of her. She runs her hands over his thighs, his ass cheeks and up his back.
“So, what all did you and Aunt Sara do this evening?” Jeremy asks, breaking the silence.
“Oh, I think you’d be surprised if you knew what your aunt and your mom were up to,” Jenny answers mysteriously, letting the question linger in the air while she again squeezes her son’s muscular ass.
“Do you want to see the video?” she asks, pushing him off of her. Oh God! No! She’s going to show Jeremy the video of her spanking me!
“A video?” he says, rolling over onto his back. “You recorded it?” he asks excitedly.
“Of course.” Jenny says, moving towards the computer. “You can see it on one condition,” she says, her finger poised over the mouse.
“What?” Jeremy asks, oblivious to his mother’s seductive intonation.
“It’s a very erotic video,” she says. “Very erotic,” she repeats, slowly enunciating each syllable.
“Great! I can’t wait!” Jeremy says, getting comfortable against the headboard.
“After we watch it.” Jenny pauses. “I may need you to fuck me again,” she says, smiling.
“I think that can be arranged, mom,” he says, his dick noticeably hardening as the screen goes blank.
Fuck! I can’t believe it! My sister and my nephew conspiring against me! Well not exactly against me. Actually, lusting over me! This is just too fucking weird!
I’m ready to hide the folders again and shut down the computer when I remember the third folder. At this point, I figure MS can only mean mother and son. I click on it and see that the first file is dated about a month after Jeremy’s eighteenth birthday. I look away from the computer, trying to decide if I really want to watch any of these.
“Fuck!” I scream, when I see John standing in the doorway. “You scared the shit out of me!”
“If I’d known that every time I came home unexpectedly, I’d find you in my house with your shorts off, I’d do it more often,” he smiles. “I spilled mustard on my pants and stopped by to change,” he says, explaining his presence by pointing to the yellow stain next to his crotch. I look at his pants and see the huge bulge next to the mustard stain. Here we are again.