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Subject: {ASSM} Story: Carly Mom VI by LaurenMom (FF, no sex) (March 2008)
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Summary: Carly needs to talk to someone about the encounter she had
with her son Stephen. The day before, Stephen had gotten Carly in a
private room, taken out his penis and masturbated for her. He didn't
force her to stay, but she couldn't leave. Carly turns to her
trustworthy friend Linda to tell her tale.

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Story: Carly Mom VI by LaurenMom (FF, no sex) (March 2008)

After her private room encounter watching her son Stephen masturbate,
then stealing away to the bathroom to satisfy herself, Carly's mind
was once again reeling. She cleaned herself up and left the bank
bathroom, looking out the door first to try and make sure she didn't
run into her son. She made it out of the bank and back to her car
without seeing him.

Carly went back to her office and focused on work the rest of the
afternoon. She had calls to make and meetings to plan. Carly was most
at home exploring and executing new deals for her company and that
kept her mind off the increasingly intense circumstances she found
herself in. Carly stayed at the office late. When she got home, her
husband Paul was out. Carly figured he had stayed late at his own
office, or was at the university library researching a case. As was
often the situation, she made her way up to bed alone.

Carly saw Paul briefly the next morning. They made small talk, but she
wasn't about to tell him what had happened with Stephen earlier. She
had asked Paul to talk to their son about his marital problems, but
Paul thought he would be uncomfortable and he declined. Carly assumed
all responsibility for providing counsel for Stephen about the
struggles in his marriage to Paige.

After Paul left the house, the thoughts of Stephen and the events of
the previous few days came rushing back. Knowing her own tendency to
over-think situations, she decided to call her friend Linda, who was
always there for her and who was already familiar with the situation.
As usual, Linda was happy to talk to Carly, who decided to cancel her
first few appointments in order to stop by Linda's house to speak with
her in person.

"Hi Sweetie," Linda greeted Carly at the door, giving her friend a
hug. "Come on it. Coffee's ready for you."

"And I'm more than ready for it," Carly replied. "Thanks for letting
me come over."

"You'd do the same for me," Linda replied.  "Are we still talking
about the same subject?"

"Cut right to the chase, eh?" Carly said. "Yes, same subject."

"Any new developments?" Linda said.

"Oh, yea," Carly replied. "Yes Linda, there have been a few." Carly
proceeded to tell Linda about the events of the previous afternoon,
meeting with Stephen and talking about their explicit phone
conversation, Stephen inviting her to come to the bank with him while
he got items out of his safe deposit box, and...

"What happened then," Linda asked.

"Uh," Carly began, "He took it out."

"What are you talking about?" Linda replied. "He took what out?"

"It," Carly said. "He took, it, out."

"Are you kidding me?" Linda replied. "Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Nope," Carly said. "He said he thought I was comfortable with us
talking about sex, And since I didn't get upset when he masturbated on
the phone with me, he figured I wouldn't mind if he did it in front of
me. He thought I might like it."

"And where were you?" Linda asked.

"We were in one of the private rooms downstairs at First National
Bank," she replied. "They have very nice rooms available for customers
to view the contents of their safe deposit boxes. It's totally
private. No one can come in. You can't hear anything."

"Sounds like someone had a plan," Linda said.

"I think so," Carly said. "I'm pretty sure, anyway. I don't know."

"So what did you do?" Linda asked, anxiously awaiting more details.

"I just sat there," Carly said. "I was in one of these big leather
chairs they have in the rooms. He was standing by the table. And he
just, took it out of his pants."

"No shit," Linda said. "I can't believe this, Carly."

"Believe it," Carly said.

"Did he make you stay?" Linda asked. "Did he block the door?"

"Not at all," Carly replied. "I'm sure he would have let me leave. He
even asked me if I wanted him to stop."

"And?" Linda inquired.

"I was just frozen," Carly said. "I didn't say anything."

"Did you want him to stop?" Linda asked. Carly stopped to think. "I
think that's my answer." Linda smiled broadly at her friend.

"Shit, Linda!" Carly said. "Am I a freakin' pervert if I say no?"

"Not in my book, Honey," Linda replied. "You're an adult, he's an
adult. He's not forcing you, you're not forcing him. His wife won't
give him sex, your husband has no interest in sex. You're really close
to Stephen. And besides, he's initiating this."

"But he's my son!" Carly said. "I'm not supposed to want to see my
married son's dick, Linda!"

"Carly," Linda began, "You know I'm not big on guilt. Your situation's
not the norm, of course. Lots of people would say it's not 'normal.'
But who's to say what's normal? Like I said, you're consenting adults.
Who gives a shit what anybody else thinks about it?"

"What about his wife?" Carly said. "You know, my daughter in law?"

"It's her fault for shutting him off," Linda replied. "If she's been
as cold as he says, he's got good reason to look elsewhere." Now Linda
paused. "It's not like you never did." Carly looked her friend in the
eye and saw she was being loved, not judged.

"I know," Carly said. "I know. But never with a member of my family."

"Maybe you should talk to Paige," Linda suggested.

"That's actually a great idea," Carly replied. "I have to admit that
I'm feeling the pull toward Stephen. I'd be lying if I didn't. I am
lonely, I do feel close to him and we're both, uh..."

"Horny," Linda said, completing her friend's sentence and giving her
another big smile.

"Yea, that's it," Carly said, returning the smile. "But really, in no
way do I want to help derail their marriage. No matter what's up with
Paige, if she can see a way to work on things with him, I don't want
to get in the way of that. Maybe she doesn't have anybody to talk to."

"So you're just going to put your own satisfaction on hold?" Linda
joked. "What a good mommy!"

"Fuck you!" Carly replied and the two laughed together.

"Now, before you go off and get all noble on me," Linda said, "Tell me
the rest of the story!" Carly rolled her eyes.

"Ohhhh," she sighed. "OK. Well, like I said, he took it out. And I
just stared. I think he might have asked me if I wanted him to stop
and I shook my head."

"Naughty little nymph!" Linda said. "I love it! Go on." Carly rolled
her eyes again and continued.

"Well, he was standing there, holding it in his hand," Carly
continued. "He shook it around a little, then he started to, you know,
stroke it."

"Holy shit!" Linda exclaimed. "How big was it?"

"Linda," Carly said, "This is my son we're talking about."

"Yea," Linda replied, "The one you're hot for who's jerked off on the
phone with you and who's shaking his cock at you. So, how big?"

"Good size," Carly said with a smirk. "Really nice size. Yep...got
bigger as he stroked it. Really, really nice...mmm-hm."

"OK," Linda said. "He's got a big dick. Go on."

"So, basically, he stroked it and stared right at me," Carly said.

"Did he do anything else?" Linda asked. "Did he say anything? Did he
talk to you while he did it?"

"It's kind of a blur," Carly said. "He did talk a little. Moaned a
little." She smirked again. "He asked me if I wanted to join him."

"He what?" Linda asked. "To join him how?"

"To do it with him, I think," Carly said.

"Are you kidding me?" Linda replied. "Did you do it?"

"Hell no!" Carly said. "I told him I couldn't, I just couldn't."

"But you couldn't tell him to stop, either," Linda said.

"No," Carly replied. "No I couldn't. So, anyway, he talked a little
more. He asked if I wanted to touch it. And before you ask, no I
didn't touch it. I told him again that I just couldn't."

"What fun are you?" Linda said. "You're telling me about your son
jerking off for you, the least you could do is tell me you touched his
dick!"

"Yea, well," Carly said, "Sorry I couldn't accommodate you. Anyway, he
talked a little more, and he just did it. He jerked himself off. It
was wild, Linda."

"I'll bet," Linda said. "What were you thinking while he did it?"

"I was thinking I was nuts," Carly said. "I was thinking it was so
wrong...and..."

"And?" Linda said.

"And...I was thinking that I loved him doing that for me. And that...I
wanted to touch it, but I couldn't. He's my son and he's married. And
I wanted to...put it...in my mouth."

"Yes!" Linda said loudly. "You're a good little tramp after all! You
wanted to suck it, huh? Did you tell him that?"

"No!" Carly said. "It was all I could do to keep watching without
crawling under the table. I couldn't tell Stephen I wanted his cock in
my mouth."

"I love the way you say that," Linda said. "This is just unbelievable,
Carly. "So, did he cum?"

"Yes, Linda," Carly said. "Yes, he came. Actually, he held his dick
out over the big wooden table in the room and he shot a big load in a
straight line across the table."

"And what did you do then?" Linda inquired.

"I...I...I," Carly stammered. "I instinctively took out my
handkerchief and wiped it up."

"What?" Linda said. "Are you crazy? What kind of a weird thing is that
to do?"

"I don't know," Carly said. "It was just the natural thing to do. I
wiped it up and put the handkerchief back in my coat pocket. Then I
just turned and left him to get himself zipped up. I went immediately
to the bathroom to catch my breath."

"Wow," Linda said. "How long did you stay in there?"

"Maybe ten minutes," Carly replied.

"Ten minutes!" Linda said. "What were you doing for t...oh shit, I
know what you were doing. You were diddling yourself, weren't you?"
Carly gave a sly smile and nodded her head. "I knew it! I knew you
wouldn't be able to go through something like that without getting
yourself off."

"I was so horny!" Carly said. "I thought I was gonna explode...then I
did!" The two laughed hardily at this. "And I did something else that
I can't believe I did."

"Like what?" Linda asked.

"Well," Carly said, "I was sooooo, horny and I was just about to cum."
Linda looked at her friend with growing anticipation. "Something came
over me...I reached into my pocket and pulled out the handkerchief I
had just used with Stephen...and I put it up to my mouth." Linda's
eyes and mouth were open wide. "I stuck my tongue in his cum."

"You did not!" Linda said. "You are, more than you have ever been, my
hero!" Carly laughed and shook her head. "You tasted Stephen's cum? Oh
my goodness! How was it?"

"It was like, the hottest thing I've ever done," Carly said. "I
couldn't believe I was doing it. I still can't believe I did it. But I
stuck my tongue in it and I took some into my mouth, I swirled it
around, licked a little from my lips, and swallowed it."

"WOW!" was all Linda could say.

"I want him in my mouth so bad, Linda!" Carly said unexpectedly.  I
want to suck him. I want to taste him! Oh, I'm sooooo damn twisted!"

"Oh Sweetie," Linda said. "I absolutely love that you're so twisted.
That is the hottest thing I have ever heard. Give yourself a break,
Carly. OK? Just give yourself a break. There are reasons this is
happening and they're not your fault. Just relax and see what happens,
OK?"

"OK," Carly said. "Thank you so much, Linda. There's no one in the
world I could talk to about this but you. Now I better get to the
office. I tried to reschedule my morning but some things just wouldn't
reschedule." She gave Linda a big, warm and appreciative hug.

"My pleasure, Sweetie," Linda said. "Anytime and you know it. Just
keep me in the loop. Promise?"

"Promise," Carly said. "By the way, you're the naughty and twisted one
if you're getting off on this."

"I'm not getting off on this," Linda said. "Not until you leave
anyway." She smirked. "Wait...you wanna watch me? I heard people like
to do it in front of you. Oh, or is that just your children?"

"Slut," Carly said and the two laughed once more before Carly exited.

As Carly was about to pull out of Linda's driveway, her handheld
beeped to tell her she had received an email. She stopped to make sure
it didn't effect her next destination. Then she saw it was from
Stephen.

"Oh, Shit," she said to herself. "Where is this gonna go now?"

The End

laurenmom@writeme.com

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