Mother in Law
"Shouldn't you tell your mum that you are sleeping over again?" I asked Glenn when we got into my bedroom.
"No, I told her that I would be home when I would be home. But ..." He took my face in his hands. "... I'd like to stay over. Not just tonight. But ..." He looked very vulnerable at that point. "... like ... all the time."
"Oh Glenn!" I cried. "I'd love to, but what would your mum say? And, no offence, you are only twelve years old. What would other people say?"
"I don't really care about other people," Glenn said. "We don't have to tell them what's going on in here, so nobody would be any wiser about that. When it comes to mum, I'm sure that she wouldn't mind. It's not like I'm moving to another town. Or moving in with some old lady ..."
"Thank you," I whispered.
"... And we haven't exactly been together a lot. I mean, she's got the guys coming over all the time and I'm doing a lot of studying and running around outside."
"I'd love to," I said. "But it is hard to get my head around some old taboos like those about paedophilia. You know that according to the law I've abused you? Don't you?"
"Pshaw!" Glenn said. "If anybody abused anyone, it was I who abused you. Let's get over there and get it settled right now, if you don't mind?"
"OK, I'll tell the twins we are leaving for a short while."
I went into Jody's room and found the two copulating like mad. Jody sat on top of Lawrence, who caressed her breasts lovingly while she went up and down his short shaft. She looked at me and gave me a satisfied smile telling me clearly how much she loved it, bringing memories of Andrew to my mind.
"I'm going to Glenn's place to talk to his mum. We'll be back as quickly as we can."
"OK, Mum." The two didn't miss a move during this.
"What should I wear?" I asked Glenn in the bedroom.
"Why not this?" he said and handed me my silk dressing gown.
"You can't visit people dressed only in a dressing gown," I protested.
"Says who?" he retorted.
"Well ..." I didn't actually know. It was just one of those customs you are brought up with and carry over. A dressing gown was not for use outside the home. "... You're right, I could just as well."
"Fine and I'll just don my swimming trunks and T-shirt, then we're off."
And we were.
When we opened the door to his house, we quickly realised that his mum was busy at work. We passed her door, which was still wide open, and saw four Asian men getting serviced at the same time. She was lying down on top of one, who was buried in her pussy, another was pounding her bum and she had two in her mouth.
"This is the fucking best business meeting I've been to in years," one of them said. "She's the best. The best fuck ever."
"And she's got the tightest arse ever," another said. "I could bugger her forever." And immediately he proved himself wrong. "Ayeeeeeh! I'm cumming!"
Glenn shook his head and motioned for me to follow him to his room a bit further down the corridor. Without much undressing to do, we quickly started doing what we liked best. Making love. And soon we were totally engrossed in the activity. I'm sure Glenn hadn't read the Karma Sutra, but he was quite inventive for a twelve-year-old and was fabulous at contorting his lithe body into almost impossible positions. We both came again and again and he seemed absolutely indefatigueable. After probably the sixth orgasm, we were more or less worn out. I had come more times in the last 48 hours than in the previous year, I'm sure.
When I looked up, I saw Glenn's naked mum in the doorway, crying. I startled and Glenn looked up, seeing her too. "Mum!" he said as he quickly stood next to her, touching her shoulder. "Why are you crying?" he asked with concern in his voice.
"Oh, nothing," she said and shook her head. "It was just that you two look so lovely together. I'm proud and happy and sad ... and maybe a bit jealous."
"Jealous?" Glenn cried. "There's no need to be jealous. I love Kathy and she loves me."
"Yes," his mum sniffled. "But I miss someone to love."
"Oh Mum!" Glenn said. "I love you. You know that!"
"I do!" she said. "I do. But you know, I see all those people and it's not the same. I have lots of sex but I never make love."
"Come here," Glenn said and gave his mum a full body hug. "Sit down and relax." She sat next to him.
He began to caress her hair and move his hand up and down her back. She started to relax visibly and leaned back to rest on her back on the bed. His hand had roamed from her back to her front in the move and I don't think he was aware that he had started to caress her breasts as well as her hair. He bent over her and kissed her softly on the mouth. She went rigid for a short second, then she started to kiss him back. She put her hands around his neck and pulled him closer. He more or less slid on top of her and soon the two were smooching. I just sat back, watching the tender moments the two shared.
Glenn's stamina was awesome. I hadn't known anyone who could match his. And he was definitely hard again. And his mum was definitely ready for him. And the inevitable happened; he slowly entered his mum's tunnel of love. He looked at me with an expression of blissful love, not seeking my approval for his actions but acknowledging what we shared and felt for each other. They kissed and caressed and made love until they both were scorching hot and came. Together. Glenn sent his incestuous sperm deep into his mother, who moaned and groaned in her orgasmic throes.
When they had finished, Glenn moved a bit to the side and traced her nipples. "You're great Mum. It's clear why people want you." He was delicate enough to not mention that they paid her for the privilege. His hand traced down her tummy and folded round her hairless mons. "You're so soft and mellow ... and sexy."
She was crying freely now. "Oh Glenn! I know it's against the law, but that was the best sex I've had for years. Not like the brutes I see every day." She looked at me. "Oh Kathy! You must think I'm a child-abusing monster who's dragging her son into the dirt and should be locked away forever if not having an even worse punishment. I'm sorry. Both of you. I'm so very, very sorry. I just ... It was ... Oh!" She gave up and the floodgates were open fully.
"No, no!" Glenn and I said as one.
"I do understand you," I said. "Maybe even better than you think. I know the law is absolute and doesn't leave any room for what has happened here and what has happened between Glenn and I. But that does not make it wrong. Really." I ran a finger across her cheeks, wiping her tears away. "Nobody forced Glenn into this. I didn't and you didn't. He did it himself. And I'm pretty sure he knows what he is doing." Glenn grinned. "Don't let it burden your conscience. Just let it flow through you."
She cried still, but it was a different kind of crying. It was more like the crying done after a big burden has been lifted from your shoulders. I cry of relief. I kissed her cheek and shed a few tears too.
"It was so sweet watching Glenn entering you for the first time. The love and the caring it signified were really heart-warming."
She kissed me back on the mouth. "Thank you, Kathy. I was so nervous that you couldn't understand."
"Don't be," I said. "I'm fine with it."
"Me too," Glenn said. "You're lovely." He hesitated a little. "But there's one thing I came to say and it's become quite difficult." His voice broke. "I'd like to move in with Kathy."
"You mean live in her house?"
"Yes," I said. "But as my lover, not because he wants to get away. There'd be some advantages to us all. The most selfish one first: We'd be together. But it would also mean that he'd get his own computer and would be able to play with the twins. And you'd have some more freedom in entertaining your clients."
"You mean work as a prostitute."
"Come on — sorry, I don't even know your name ..."
"Janett."
"... Come on, Janett. I'm not judging what you are doing. I know society as a whole doesn't believe in prostitution, but they don't believe in incest either or child/adult love like Glenn's and mine. I honestly do not care about it in any negative way. I am a bit afraid of what it will do to you, but I'm not one to say whether that's better or worse than any other job. It's kept a roof over your heads and food on the table. Who could ask for more?"
"Bless you," Janett said and pulled me closer. "I'm so glad that Glenn has met you. I've been really worried about him lately and that has definitely soured my life." She kissed me freely and ran a hand over my back from buttocks to head. I felt all tingly and somehow the almost surrealistic aspects of this experience hit me. I was having an "affair" with a well-hung twelve-year-old whose mother had watched me having sex with her son and then she had sex with him while I was watching and now she was kissing me and caressing me tenderly.
Bizarre!
But guess what?
I loved it!
We were talking about the practicalities of Glenn moving to our house and how we would handle everyday life. After getting all that in order, Glenn and I picked up some of his things and brought them over for the days to come. We said goodbye to Janett and left for home in good spirits. On the way back, my dressing gown became undone, but with no hands free, I couldn't do anything and walked the last bit with my privates on display. Probably a fitting intermezzo in this bizarre day.
When we came home, we heard that Lawrence and Jody were still at it. We went into their room and found Jody hanging on Lawrence's hips, with his hard-on pumping her vigorously. We left them to their devices and found some cupboard space for Glenn's things before turning in.
What a day!
And what a night!
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