“Oh my God!” Sarah again gasped. “It’s one thing to role play, it’s another to actually do it.” But even as she said it, her cunt tingled.
“You guys awake?” Emmett called out, wanting to see how they covered, or if they even would. It would be a dream come true… literally… if they invited him in to join them!
“Yes, honey, we’ll be right down,” Sarah called out, as she put on a robe… leaving her thigh highs on.
Gerald, really enjoying teasing and rattling his lawyer wife, a woman who couldn’t be rattled in court no matter what the other side’s unexpected ploy might be, added, “You could just go downstairs without the robe.”
“Gerald, you are so bad,” Sarah purred, knowing the next role play session would be based on tonight and include a nice big dildo role playing as her son’s cock as she got double penetrated.
“So says the mother who wants to be her son’s… what did you say a few days ago… cum bucket,” Gerald finished as he opened the door and headed downstairs, thinking he may get to shoot yet another load tonight.
“Gerald!” Sarah gasped one more time, even as some wetness gushed into the panties she’d just put on.
Emmett’s cock was still hard as his dad walked into the living room and said, “You’re early.”
“Good to see you too,” Emmett joked.
“Sorry, we weren’t expecting you today,” Gerald explained, coming and giving his son a quick hug.
“Yeah, I thought I would surprise you,” Emmett said, as his mom walked in wearing a robe and still wearing her nylons.
Sarah gave her son a big hug, leaning into him and even feeling the bulge in his pants pressing against her taut belly.
Emmett purposely flexed his cock in his jeans as his mom hugged him and said, “Well, son, it’s the best surprise ever.”
Emmett thought to himself, ‘trust me it isn’t’, as he asked, “Did I interrupt something?”
“What? No,” Sarah answered, still rattled by almost getting caught and by the definite feeling of her son’s cock poking into her stomach a moment earlier.
“Well, you’re in a robe and nylons,” Emmett pointed out, glancing down at her blue painted toenails displayed beautifully in the sheer hosiery. ‘And I can smell sex’, he thought, but didn’t say out loud.
Sarah stammered, “Um-I….”
Gerald saved her, while attempting to open up the door for the slim possibility of an incest threesome, something that oddly turned him on even though it shouldn’t, “We just finished.”
“Gerald!” Sarah gasped, her already red cheeks of guilt and excitement going a new shade of red.
Emmett laughed, “Mom, I know you two have sex… I’m assuming that is how I was created.”
“Oh, God,” Sarah said, overwhelmed at where the conversation was going.
“Those are the words you often scream,” Gerald added, always one to push the limits with sexual innuendo, although this example was rather blunt.
“Gerald!” Sarah gasped yet again, even though she thought the actual declaration should be, ‘Oh, God, son!’
Emmett decided to push the envelope a bit too, an idea to seduce his delicious mom already formulating in his head, “Plus, I just hope when my future wife is in her forties she’ll look as good as you do.”