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I stopped with my thumbs outside of her pussy. They were
so damn near the nylon of her panties that my fingers
trembled from the heat between her legs. As I pulled them
away, I pressed my thumbs harder into her tender flesh and
pulled outward, spreading her open between her legs like
the velvet curtains of a Broadway stage. Mom's pussy pulled
outward, her outer lips slipping past the protection of her
thong's covering and giving me a glimpse of her softer, fuller
crescents.

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"Mm," Mom moaned, the sound strained as she bit back the
quiet, almost nonexistent sound.

I stopped my thumbs' movement, holding my mother's pussy

open from the outside pressure on her inner thighs. Staring
at the center of her cunny beneath her panties, I watched as
her crimson nylon stuck to her lips, outlining the long slit
beneath their fabric. I saw her folds, outer and inner, and the
opening between them, where the red of her panties had
darkened, growing wetter and--

Holy fuck, my mother was wet with pussy juice.

"I need to go back to work," Mom said, her words coming in

a rush that was almost a pant. She pulled away from me,
holding her right hand over her breasts as she stood, facing
away from me. "I expect you to stay at home while I work."

Her voice had trembled as she spoke, though it carried it a

hard edge, the edge that I was used to hearing whenever I
managed to get myself into trouble.

"Okay," I said.

Mom walked away, leaving me with my hard-on, and when I

was sure she was in her office--with windows that faced the
backyard--I took out my cock and jerked off hard and fast in
full view of her windows. I sprayed my cum onto my stomach
before wiping it off with my towel. Satisfied, I jumped back
into the pool to cool down.

Had Mom watched me?

I hoped so.

An Agreement

I didn't see my mother again until after Dad had arrived

home. She had changed from her bikini into a pleated white
tennis skirt that barely reached the middle of her thighs. A

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tight, dark blue polo shirt with white trim and short-short
sleeves covered her upper body. We didn't talk, and Mom
made dinner, and we ate, her tits pushing against her top like
two perky orbs outlined by the faintest impressions of a bra.
It must have been a thin bra, maybe lace or something
transparent, I didn't know, but my mind spent most of its time
thinking about what kind of bra she could be wearing.

Jenna had some transparent bras that she liked to wear for
me.

Dad said nothing about Mom's outfit. He was too busy

mumbling, "My sleepless nights are getting worse. Can you
believe that? They just won't go away anymore."

My dad, as far as I knew, had bouts of acute insomnia,

typically lasting for several weeks, then they'd dissipate for
several weeks, then they'd come back in an endless cycle of
hell for him. When he mentioned this, I saw my mother's face
tighten, but my heartbeat sped up. Had the same thoughts
gone through our heads at the same time? I didn't know, but
I'd like to think that they did. Despite her reaction, I was
eager for my father to start taking his pills again.

Even though Mom was wearing a short tennis skirt that

showed off her slender legs down to her little, bare feet with
their perfect toes and elegant arches, it wasn't like this
morning and afternoon. Dad was here, so when Mom
noticed me looking for a little too long or a little too hard, she
narrowed her eyes at me and sent a firm headshake--with
only the slightest hints of movement--my way.

Not long after dinner, I went upstairs, saying, "I need to give
Jenna a call before she thinks I'm ignoring her."

Mom, who had been reading a book on the couch while Dad
watched TV, looked up at me as I headed upstairs and called
out, "Remember our deal."

Our unspoken deal, I thought just as my father said, "Yeah,

remember it. I don't want to have to explain to my mother
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why her grandson had to drop out of high school to take

care of his bastard."

"Jesus, Dad," I said as my dad laughed, and I continued

upstairs.

I talked to Jenna, but I was distracted. She could tell. I knew

that she could, but I couldn't tell her why. My thoughts kept
drifting back to my mother and the promise I had made her.
Did I really make her a promise? Do unspoken promises
count? I didn't think--so my cock said to me--but Jenna would
be there for me in a week, while Mom might end her
desperation tactic if she thought I wasn't keeping my word.

"Come on," Jenna was saying, "tell me how hard your cock is
for me."

"I can't," I said, licking my lips and continuing the lie I had told
her at the start of our conversation. "Mom keeps walking into
my room."

"Fuck it," Jenna growled, "let her hear how hard I make your
cock. I'll let my dad hear if you let your mom hear." She made
a tongue-clicking sound. "Every time that my dad thinks that
I'm being naughty with you, he gives me this look, and I just
want to say, 'Mark makes my pussy wet, Daddy, deal with it."

"Daddy," I said, laughing.

"Well, Dad's my father," Jenna said, "but you're my Daddy."

"Oh," I moan-groaned. "That's so fucking hot."

"I know, right?" Jenna giggled. "The dirtier this gets, the
jucier my pussy gets for your big, adult dick. Maybe my dad's
just jealous of you getting my ass instead of...."

I groaned again as she trailed off, her voice slick, sly, and
dangerously suggestive. My cock grew and grew. Maybe it
was for the best if I put an end to Mom's teasing and went
straight to Jenna. Why should we torture ourselves by

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waiting? We could fuck, tell her dad, and call his bluff. It had
to be a bluff. Jenna's mom loved me!

"I've got to go, you nasty girl," I whispered. "I can hear my
mom outside of my door. I think she's pacing. I'll send you a
picture later, okay?"

"Okay," Jenna sighed. "Our parents suck."

"Yes, they do," I whispered, hoping it was true in my mother's

case.

"Love you," Jenna said, "and don't forget that dick pick you
owe me. I want to see cum and lots of it."

"I promise," I whispered as her bratty voice sent a tingle

through my glans. "Love you too."

Would she be mad when I didn't send her a picture?

Probably, but I'd think of something.

I left my phone on my bed as I headed downstairs. I had

talked to Jenna for an hour; what would Mom make of that?
Was she antsy? Was she pissed? Should I pretend that
something happened, even when it hadn't? There was
danger in that; wasn't there, but how much?

Fuck, there were too many variables to digest, so I tried to

slow down my thoughts as I descended from the top of the
stairs into the TV-lit foyer and living room. Mom, sitting on
the back couch with her back against the armrest, turned her
head to the left and gave me a long look. I smiled, and she
watched me as I walked around the couch and sat opposite
her. She had her knees up and together, along with her
calves and feet, creating a wall that hid her panties from my
eyes.

I leaned back against the couch's arm, bringing my feet onto

the couch. Mom looked at me, watching as the soft light
flashed across my body. Dad yawned.

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"Did you already take your pill?" I asked my dad.

"Yeah," he yawned again. "I haven't had a good sleep in

days."

I hadn't noticed--what an asshole I was.

"Gonna go upstairs?" I asked.

"You want the TV?"

"No." I shook my head, though he was lying on his back with

his head on a pillow, staring at the TV. "Just making
conversation."

"Make it when the show's over," he said. "If I last that long."

I nodded and turned back to Mom. She was still looking at

me, and even though the living was dark, and I wouldn't
have been able to see much had she spread her legs for me,
I nodded at her knees anyway. Mom tilted her head, and I
lifted my hands, placed my palms together, then spread my
fingers open by tilting them away from each other. Mom
widened her eyes, and then she looked toward the TV. I
sighed without making a sound, extending my right foot and
nudging her left toes. Mom brought her feet back, and when
they ran out of the room, she turned on her cushion and
lowered her feet to the floor.

Damn it!

Was it because of Dad?

It had to be.

Or maybe she needed reassurance that I hadn't done

anything with Jenna--over the phone. How was I going to do
that? Fuck it, I was going to press my luck, and I could assure
Mom later that her son had followed her rules, mostly. Was
talking dirty to my willing eighteen-year-old girlfriend going
to get her pregnant? No!

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I sighed again, a little louder this time. Mom didn't look at

me, and neither did Dad. I lowered my back down the
armrest to my shoulders, and I stretched out my legs, pulling
short of touching Mom with my feet. Her skirt lay a tiny bit
above the middle of her lap, both atop and along the sides,
while the back lay bunched against the back of the couch.
The pleats were perfect and rectangular, layered, her long
legs illuminated by the bluish-silver of the TV light.

Like moonlight.

When was Mom going to pull her skirt up? She wasn't sitting
on it, so it wasn't like her movement would disturb Dad. Not
that he'd notice by the way he was lying.

Time ticked by, the show went on, and Dad yawned.

Any day now, I thought, throwing my silent words at my

mother.

Was she mad at me for touching her today? I had pushed it.
Or, if not mad, was she having second thoughts? This game
had barely started, so there was only one way to find out. I
extended my right foot, the one closest to the back of the
couch, with a slower-than-normal motion, making sure that
my mother would notice me coming from the corner of her
eyes. She did. Her lips twitched, but was she attempting to
hide a smile, or had they tightened? She didn't look at me, so
I continued forward.

My big toe touched the hem of her skirt along the side of her
thigh. Mom took a deep breath, her apple-sized breasts
moving up and down, the tightness of her shirt accentuating
the buoyant under-curve of her breasts. I imagined how
they'd give under my fingers caresses, and my cock sprung
forward as if trying to have a better look as my mother's
goods.

I moved my foot toward the back of the couch, pulling Mom's

skirt with me, baring her skin. Mom's head tilted to the left,
her eyes down for a moment before looking forward again. I

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kept moving her skirt, back and back, back as far as the
curve of her ass and exposing the naked side of her left
cheek. She must have been wearing a thong or nothing. The
thought made my balls warm as my thoughts went back to
my mother's perfect cheek. When I ran my toe across my
mother's skin, she brought her left hand down and pushed
my foot away, but she didn't move her skirt back into place.

Good.

My cock had stretched out during this time, filling with wall-
throbbing strength and turning my skin slinky into a hungry
flesh pipe. Oh, man, but I wasn't going to last a week away
from Jenna at this rate. No fucking way.

I extended my foot again, touching my Mom's thigh by her

knee. She looked down as I slid my toe along her leg, her
lips parting as she let out a long breath. Her head turned a
little when I reached her butt cheek, and I saw her throat
move in a swallowing motion when I brushed her flesh to the
far curve of her ass. Her hand moved, but not before I traced
the line of her soft backside upward.

"Does anyone want a drink?" Mom said, a touch out of

breath and standing quickly. Her skirt fell back into place.
"Rich? Mark?

"No, thanks," Dad mumbled.

"I'm okay," I said, studying my mother's profile and the

hardened protrusion of her left nipple.

Mom walked to the right, her back to me as she left the living
room and entered the dining room, then turned to the right,
out of sight beyond the narrower entryway before heading
into the kitchen.

I waited a minute before I said, "I think I could use a drink."

Dad mumbled something as I rose and turned to my left,

hiding my semi-inflated sausage from his eyes in case he
turned his head to watch me walk across the couch. Instead,
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I walked behind my couch, alongside the foyer, and down

the narrow hallway along the stairs that cut across the living
and dining rooms straight into the kitchen. I found Mom
standing against the inside of the kitchen island, sipping on
wine. I noticed that I could hear the faint sounds of the TV
from where we stood.

"What are you doing?" Mom asked, her voice stern, and her
eyes narrowed in a glare that I could only call petulant.

"What am I doing?" I asked, keeping my voice low though I

probably didn't have to. "What are you doing?"

"Mark--"

"I know what you're doing. You're--"

"Don't say it--don't say it--don't say it," Mom said like a
jackrabbit thumbing its food and shaking her head as her
glare deepened.

I kept my mouth shut. We stared at each other. Mom's

expression softened as I did my best to remain neutral. I
didn't want to blow this.

She sipped her wine.

I watched, then I asked, "Can I have a sip?"

Mom, who had never allowed me a drink before, handed me

her half-full glass. I took a long drink, not enjoying the spicy
flavor, but I drank it anyway, then handed the nearly empty
glass back to her. She refilled it, and we stood there, staring
at each other in silence.

"Mom," I finally said, "You can't keep doing this to me."

Mom flinched.

"I know you think it's for the best, but look at me." I looked at
my semi-hard cock that was already coming back to life as
my mother dropped her gaze downward. "Is this what you
wanted? To give me a--"
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"Don't say it," Mom said, her eyes lingering before returning
to my face. "Don't say anything. Just"--she licked her lips, her
face tight, almost frowning--"just accept it."

"I can't just accept it," I said, frowning. "It's driving me crazy. I
need to see Jenna more than ever now because of you."

"Mark," Mom said, letting my name hang in the air.

"Look what you do to me!" It was a harsh whisper that I gave

her--an accusation. "Look."

Mom looked down again to where my cock had hardened

fully. Her eyes widened a bit, and her cheeks reddened. She
moved her head backward. When her eyes returned to my
face, I said, "I know you mean well, but this isn't enough. I'm
seeing Jenna tomorrow." I shrugged, knowing that a
helpless, I'm sorry, expression shimmered across my face. "I
have to."

I turned to leave.

"Mark," Mom said, her voice sharp. "Wait."

I turned around, facing her again, and watched as she

finished her refill of wine. She set her glass on the island's
marble top, and then she lowered her hands to her skirt. My
heart stuttered, then jumped into a sprint. She grabbed the
hem of her tennis skirt and inched it upward, taking her time,
the tops of her thighs brightened by the light.

My vision narrowed, focusing on my mother below her waist.

She stopped just below the bottom of her muff, only for a
second before continuing upward and showing me a pair of
small, white panties. They were nothing more than a tiny
triangle covering her inner lips and mound, leaving so much
of her tender labia exposed that I sighed aloud. Her sun
blonde pubic hairs reached above the low-slung waistband
and sprouted from beneath the sides of her small strip of
panties. I didn't fail to notice the darker shade of dampness
below the outline of her clit.
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"I have more," Mom whispered. "Lots more. Panties that your
father has never seen me wear. I can wear them for you, and
only for you, if you don't fool around with Jenna."

"Mom," I whispered, my insides deflating as I stared at her

muff.

"I mean it." Mom swallowed, her voice trembling and her tits
rising and falling as though she were sprinting. "I can wear
them and a shirt for you every day while your father is out of
the house."

"Mom--"

"You can take pictures and videos, for when you're alone,"
Mom said, panting. "Just don't fool around with Jenna.
Please!"

Jesus, I thought she was about to cry.

"Whenever Dad is out of the house?" I asked, my throat tight.

"You promise?"

"Yes," Mom whispered.

It took forever before my lips moved, but I managed to croak

out the word, "Okay," before Mom could say anything else to
convince me to agree to her demands.

"Okay," Mom said, her voice trembling.

"Mom," I said, "I don't know how long I can hold out. I mean"--
I swallowed, and my voice started to tremble--"you're not a
normal-looking woman. You're"--I shook my head--"perfect."

Mom lowered her skirt.

We stood in silence, and I realized that she wasn't going to

speak. I nodded before leaving, and I went up to my room,
where I took my dick out and came, then came again, then
came one more time before going to bed without sending
Jenna a picture of my cock. I had honestly forgotten to send
her one.
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Panties and a Shirt

I woke early the next morning, but I stayed in my room,

watching the clock on my phone strike eight, then a minute
after, then another, until five minutes had passed, then
another five and then another five. During that time, the
mechanical growl of the garage opening told me my father
was leaving for work, but still, my mother was going to be in
her panties and a shirt for me--all day long. I couldn't wait,
yet my nerves hit me, and they hit me hard.

The beating of my heart went from calm, unfelt throbs to a

rapid, skipping pace, like a cymbal's rounded edge vibrating
after receiving the battering of a drumstick. Goosebumps
sprouted across my forearms while my small hairs stood on
end, bringing with them a chill that caused my shoulders to
dance. Little pinpoints of fuzzy lightness danced over my
skin, making my palms and the soles of my feet sweat.
Disgusting. My breathing rose, every inhale whistling
through my nostrils and thickening in my ears, forming a
gelatinous cushion between my eardrums and the outside
world.

Holy shit.

I needed to get in the moment.

The first thing I did was leave my room, speed-walk to the

restroom, and turn on the cold water to full blast. Breathing
hard and anticipating the chill, I jump in, the water hitting the
outermost edges of my body before the rest of me followed,
stepping under its jetting streams and tightening up as the
freezing liquid constricted my nerve endings.

Holy shit!

That was dumb, but it did the trick.

By the time I had dried off and dressed in a T-shirt and

basketball shorts--basketball shorts minus my boxer briefs,
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and that had been a tremor inducing decision with my mind

screaming, Choose something! as I stood there as still as an
asshole during a snowstorm. Eventually, I settled down
enough to walk downstairs without suffering a panic attack. I
was going to enjoy my mother today, no matter what.

Every step out of my room was another step up a mountain,

and the tingling had returned to my palms, along with the
sweat--palms only. Jesus, but my mother had a strange
effect on me. I didn't see her at the top of the stairs, so I
hurried down at a jog, my feet rumbling down the steps. I
turned right and walked straight through the hallway, cutting
into the kitchen, and that's where I found my mother, dressed
for me exactly as she had promised to dress for me.

God damn, but I was one lucky son of a bitch.

Mom had chosen a simple combination of clothes, but my

cock still rose at the sight of her. She sat at the breakfast
nook with her profile to me. A white T-shirt made of thin
cotton clung to her body, molding to her breasts, their sides
and undersides, and her already rock-hard nipples. The shirt
pushed right up to where the underside of her breasts met
her chest and then slid straight down, stopping above her
belly button and leaving her slim stomach bare, her little
belly bottom shallow and kissable to my mind's eye. A white,
lacy, elastic band circled her waist, about a quarter-inch
thick, and that was all that I could see from her profile,
meaning the rest of her panties lay snuggled between her
ass cheeks in some kind of thong or G-string. I hoped she
was wearing a G-string.

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