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 Title: Uncomplicated Ch.  04
Summary: A lesson from the kids.
Keywords: inc,fic
   "Did you pack your toothbrush?" Kathleen asked Chase as she passed by
his room.
   "Yes, Mom."
   "Can you get my bag, baby?  It's so heavy."
   "Got it," he replied.  Being called 'baby' by his mother last week at
this time would have melted his heart.  But now, it only reminded him of
the loving pleasure that he and his mom would never get to share.  His dad
had finally put his foot down on the flirtatious kissing and denied the
indecent proposal Chase and Molly made a few days ago.
   His heart had been heavy ever since, as had been Kathleen's.  They had
accepted reality and were moving on.  Molly would always be Chase's one
true love, but the relationship he had with his sweet mother was
one-of-a-kind special.  It made his heart hurt to think he could never give
her the special kind of love she needed from him.
   This weekend would be a pleasant diversion from the heartache they all
felt.  He and his parents were driving to Racine College for Chase's
freshman orientation.  This was for students and their parents; no sibs, so
Molly was staying home this trip.  It was a two-day event where he would
meet his dorm mates and get familiar with the campus before returning for
classes in the fall.
   Chase and his parents had nearly finished loading up the car, when Jon's
cell phone rang.  It was Joe, his supervisor.  He rarely called him on his
days off.
   "Hello?" Jon answered.
   "Jon, let me apologize right up front for springing this on you.  We've
got a bit of a snag in the Anaheim distribution center.  The new network
architecture is giving the boys fits and they are needing your brains to
get it rolling."
   "Joe, I'm getting ready for a college trip with my boy.  Can't they
install the old hardware on the lower tier?"
   "It will take too long.  If the center is not operational in two days,
we start hemorrhaging cash.  You're the only one familiar enough with the
new system to troubleshoot and we really need you on-site.  I promise we'll
make it worth your trouble."
   Jon paused, thinking about how he would break this to his family.  He
finally relented with a sigh.  "Okay, Joe.  When?"
   "I've booked you a red eye tonight.  Ten o'clock.  You're a good man,
Jon.  I'll have Carmen suck your dick for you."
   "Heh, like I need your help!" Carmen's incessant flirting with the men
in the department was getting to be a joke.
   Jon pocketed his phone and looked at Chase.  "I'm sorry, big man.  I
hate to do this to you, but I can't come.  I have to fly to California
tonight."
   Kathleen had overheard him talking on the phone and suspected it was bad
news.  "Joe can't handle this?" she asked, annoyed.
   "Ha!" Jon cackled.  "He didn't get to where he is because of his
brains."
   Kathleen gave a sigh.  "Well, looks like it's just you and me, kid."
   "It's okay, Dad; we'll be fine," Chase chimed in.  "I understand."
   "I know you do.  You're a good boy.  I'll probably snag a promotion over
this.  If I do, I'll buy you an ice cream cone!"
   Chase laughed at his father's silliness and gave him a hug.  Jon pulled
his bags back out of the car and set them on the garage floor.  "Well, at
least I'm already packed."
   Jon's joking belied his guilty conscience.  This was merely the most
recent letdown of his family, beginning with his outright rejection of
Chase and Molly's love-sharing proposal, although he felt justified in
that. But then, after the night he and Molly shared together, his
supposedly steadfast decision held no water, and he knew it.  It was his
duty to confess to Kathleen what he and Molly had done, but he needed to do
it in the right way.  He needed to save face.  It was this selfishness that
had prevented him from allowing Molly or himself to reveal it yet.  This
thoroughly aggravated Molly, but she wouldn't go against her daddy's
wishes.
   He fully intended to disclose the tryst to them, but he wanted to wait
until after this college visit, so as not to be a distraction for Chase. 
And now he wasn't even going with him.  Jon felt about two inches tall.
   Chase went inside to find Molly before he left.  Rapping on her bedroom
door, he walked in before she could answer.
   "You guys all set?" she asked.
   "Dad can't go now," Chase informed.
   "Why not?"
   "He got called to an emergency in California."
   "Damn, that sucks." Molly thought a moment.  "Just you and Mom, then?"
   Chase nodded.  Molly gave him a cursory grin before stopping herself
from saying anything more.  She desperately wanted to tell him about the
affair with her dad.  She wanted Chase and Kathleen to know that the
possibility of exploration of the beautiful sexual tension they all felt
was still possible.  She felt guilty that she had taken her slice of the
loving pie sneakily.  But, if she hadn't, would it have ever happened? 
They just needed to talk about it.  They just needed to get it out in the
open.  But they hadn't yet.  And they wouldn't until everyone was back from
their trips.  It was such a wasted opportunity.
   She hugged her brother tightly.  "I'll miss you." She kissed him sweetly
on the lips.  Chase returned a deeper kiss, holding her face in his hands.
He stopped to smell her sweet breath.  Molly wetly kissed his face a few
times.
   "Enjoy your alone time with Mom," she whispered in his ear, in a subtle
encouragement.  She wanted to say more.  She wanted to tell him to just
ignore what their parents said, and just act on his gut feeling.  But, in
obedience to her dad, she would say no more.
   "I love you, Bun," he said.  He grabbed Molly's shirt and started wiping
off the wet spots that she had left on his face.
   "Stop!" she yelled, yanking back her shirt.  "You're supposed to keep
those!"
   Chase grinned at his beautiful sister.  Even though they were keeping
the mood light, his heart was heavy at the thought of being away from her,
even for two days.  She took his hand and walked with him down the hall
toward the garage, where their parents were.
   Kathleen gave Jon a kiss, then Molly.  "Will you be lonely without us?"
Kathleen asked her daughter.
   Molly smiled.  "Tisha and I are going to hang out.  No worries."
   "Good luck, Jon," Kathleen said to her husband as she got in the
passenger seat of her Mercedes.  It was about as warm a send off as she
could muster.  Their intimacy was suffering in the aftermath of the breakup
with Will and Sara, further complicated by Jon's outright rejection of
their kids' offer to fill the void.  Kathleen hoped they would eventually
find again the close intimacy they always shared.  But, their relationship
was probably going to change, their swinging days very possibly behind
them.
   As Chase drove off, he rolled down his window and stuck his hand out,
giving the sign 'I love you' to Molly.  She curled her middle and ring
fingers down and held up the same sign, hoping he could see her in the
rearview mirror.
   As the hiss of the tires faded to obscurity, Molly gave her dad a blank
look.  She didn't need to say anything; he knew the cause of her coolness.
He gave her a contrite expression.  He would make it right.
   "We'll talk when they come back," he assured.
   Molly nodded in agreement.  "I'll drive you to the airport tonight if
you need me to," she offered.
   "Thank you.  Probably leave at eight?  Right now I need to go into the
office for a while."
   Molly nodded and went back into the house.  It would be a long and
lonely weekend by herself.  Jon departed for Anaheim with little fanfare.
His weekend would be lonely as well, but he would be too busy to dwell on
it.
   Molly kept herself busy doing some housework for her mom and spent a day
shopping with Tisha and taking in a movie.  She spent her nights sleeping
in Chase's bed.
   Chase and his mother turned onto the thickly tree-lined boulevard that
formed the main drag of the Racine College campus.  It was beautiful, just
like Chase remembered from his visit last year.  They parked the car and
made their way to the freshman dorms.
   "You must be Chase," a young man said to him as they approached the door
of his assigned dorm room.  He looked slightly older than Chase and had a
name badge that said 'Colin.'
   "I'm your resident advisor for this floor," he said, shaking hands with
Chase.  "And you must be...his sister?" He said to Kathleen.
   "This is my mother, Kathleen," Chase corrected.
   "It's a pleasure to meet you, Kathleen!" Colin said.
   Kathleen could never tell if someone was sincere in the mistake, or just
trying to flatter her, but she was used to people mistaking which
generation she belonged to.  Sincere or not, she always got a huge kick out
of it.  Funny how it was always men that made the mistake.
   "Nice to meet you too," she said with a giggle.  Chase was entertained
by the whole exchange, as he usually was.  He'd probably seen fifty men try
that trick on his mom.
   Colin showed Chase his dorm room and introduced him to some of the other
freshman residents that would be his neighbors.  The showers were a short
hike down the hall, and the common area was in the opposite direction. 
Kathleen talked with a faculty member about the campus while Chase followed
Colin around the floor, getting acquainted with the surroundings and other
people that were there participating in freshman orientation.
   Making their way back to the common area, Chase shook hands with a group
of guys gathered there.  They all seemed to be distracted by the beautiful
woman chatting at the other end of the hall.
   "Jacob, that's his mom," Colin volunteered.
   "Dude, that's your mom?" exclaimed Jacob, tearing his eyes away from
Kathleen to greet Chase.
   "Oh, man!" said another.  "How do you keep your hands off her?"
   Jacob smacked him on the back of the head.  "Moron!  That's his mother!"
   Chase grinned.  "I know; it sucks!  My dad won't let me touch her," he
replied, surprising himself with a brazen joke typical of Molly.  His
remark got a round of laughter from the group.  They liked him immediately.
   The rest of the day was spent touring the beautiful campus, getting
familiar with the street layout and building locations.  He looked forward
to it with bittersweet emotion, his home life being far more attractive
right now than it once was.  Fall was still a long way off, however and he
would be making the most of the time he and Molly had together.
   The college treated them all to dinner at the commons, which was average
fare, but heartily consumed by the students and their families after a long
day of walking in the heat.  This was the last scheduled activity for the
day, and Chase and Kathleen finished their dinner at a leisurely pace.
   A shuttle took them back to their car late in the evening, and they
drove to their hotel.  They were both exhausted from a busy day.
   They had booked two adjoining rooms for this trip, assuming Chase would
have his own room and Jon and Kathleen would have the other.  Now, two
rooms seemed overkill with just the two of them.  Chase helped his mother
carry her stuff into her room before going back to the cart to carry his
own bags into the other.  Dropping his bags on the table, Chase found the
door that adjoined the two rooms and opened it up.  Kathleen opened the
door on her side at the exact same time.
   "Hello!" she said to her son in a fake greeting.
   "Nice to meet you," Chase said, playing along.  "You're the most
beautiful neighbor I've ever met!"
   "Oh, you're so sweet!" she exclaimed, touching his face with her
fingertips and giving him a light kiss on the lips.  A familiar euphoric
tingle trickled down Kathleen's spine at their contact.  It was the first
playful kiss they had shared since Jon's decree.
   Kathleen drew back, as though she had touched an electric fence.  She
cleared her throat awkwardly.
   "It's okay, Mom," assured Chase.
   "I know, it's just...yeah." She was bothered by the inordinately strict
rule, but she knew it was for their own good.  There was no sense making
things difficult by tempting herself.
   "We've got an early day tomorrow," she pointed out.
   "Yeah," he agreed.
   "I love you, baby," she said sweetly.
   "I love you too, Mom."
   Chase went into his bathroom and brushed his teeth.  He stripped down to
his boxers and flipped off the light before climbing into bed.  He could
see by the light through the doorway that Kathleen was still up.  She
brushed her hair out and changed into her nightgown.  A couple of minutes
later she turned off her light.
   Chase lay on his back staring at the unfamiliar shadows on the ceiling.
The stifled kiss he received from his mom only served to heighten his
awareness that they were now further apart emotionally.  The closeness they
had been gaining in the last few weeks was a dangerously wonderful feeling
to both of them, and also to Molly.  Exploring these strange, new urges was
exciting, both for how wrong they were, and how right they felt.  And now
they had been artificially cut off by a seemingly arbitrary rule.
   Chase had an idea.  He knew his mother wouldn't just go against his
dad's wishes, but perhaps she wouldn't stop Chase from bending the rules a
little, just for their own comfort.  There was no harm in what he wanted.
He just wanted to be close to her--physically close to her.  After another
minute of self-debate, he allowed himself to win the emotional battle and
threw off the covers.
   He walked into his mother's room in the darkness and found the bed. 
Chase gently climbed under the sheets and scooted up to Kathleen, who was
facing away, still awake.  Putting an arm around her, he pressed his body
against her slender figure and relaxed.  Kathleen hugged his arm around her
and said nothing, smiling contentedly to herself.  Her heart was overjoyed
at Chase's subtle appeal for loving closeness.  Nothing needed to be said;
this would be their quiet secret.  They both quickly, effortlessly drifted
off to blissful sleep, each in the comfort of the other's warm body.
   Kathleen awoke the next morning to find herself lying close to Chase,
her arm draped over his bare chest.  She felt like she had slept more
peacefully than she had in a year.  She got up on her elbow, resting her
head on her hand and smiled at her sleeping son.  How was it she felt such
natural comfort being so intimate with him?  She felt so at ease lying
there.  Why did their physical love need to be curbed?  Every fiber of her
being told her to show her love to him--a love with no boundaries.  Every
fiber, that is, except the train of rational thought that forbade her from
corrupting her son or defying her husband's wishes.  Her heart ached with
bittersweet joy at waking up next to him.  She leaned over and kissed his
cheek.
   The kiss awoke Chase, who looked in his mother's direction.  He smiled
at seeing her beautiful face first thing in the morning.  "Did you sleep
well?" he asked.
   "I can't remember the last time I woke up feeling this good!" she said.
"Thank you for spending the night with me."
   Chase scooted his head over and laid it on his mother's pillow, in a
position obviously awaiting a good-morning kiss.  Kathleen had no choice
but to oblige her son's subtle request and leaned down to kiss him.  She
lingered on his lips, prolonging the sweet contact as long as possible
without being awkward.  Chase cupped her face in his hand, sweetly
caressing her ear.
   At last they parted lips.  They hadn't crossed any lines; it was just
affection--sweet, subtle, warm, tingle-inducing affection.  "Maybe we won't
tell your dad about this," she said waving her hand at the whole bed, an
embarrassed grin on her face.
   Chase smiled and nodded in agreement.  Having secrets with his mom felt
good.
   He got up and went to his own bathroom to shower.  Another busy day
awaited them.  Today would be more of an academic orientation, visiting
classroom buildings, lecture halls and labs.
   The engineering school where Chase had been accepted was one of the best
in the country.  He had the grades and test scores to get in; he just hoped
he had the chops to get through the tough academic schedule.
   Their morning tour began with a walk across campus from the parking
area. It was a crisp morning and a group of students and parents were
gathered outside Kemper Hall to start their tour of the engineering school.
Chase scanned the crowd, looking for familiar faces from yesterday.
   Kathleen watched her son standing there with the other students,
preparing himself to launch into responsible adulthood.  She knew the days
of having him around the house all the time were numbered.  She wanted to
just keep him at home forever, to smother him in her love, but yet, here
they were, prepping him to spread his wings.  She felt a lump grow in her
throat at the thought of Chase leaving home.  She hooked her index finger
into the rear belt loop of his jeans and held it, as though that would be
enough to hold him back, to keep him from flying away.  It brought her a
small amount of consolation.
   The tour started up the front steps of the building and into the large
lecture hall where the dean of the engineering school greeted incoming
students and they were allowed to browse the building.  The facility was
impressive, and brought a great deal of pride to Kathleen's heart that her
son was accepted into such a prestigious program.
   They toured state-of-the-art labs and high-tech classrooms--nothing like
Kathleen remembered in college.  "God, I feel old here," she commented.  "I
didn't even know what email was when I was in school.  I'm not that old, am
I?"
   "You're as old as you feel," Chase offered.
   "How old do I feel?" Kathleen asked, a sly grin creeping across her
face.
   They were standing in back, behind everyone in the room.  Chase looked
to either side to make sure no one would see.  He reached behind Kathleen
and felt her ass with the palm of his hand, squeezing her buns gently,
getting a nice, long feel.  "About twenty-five," he said, maintaining a
straight face.  It was a cheap thrill for Chase, but he didn't let it
bother his conscience in the least.
   Kathleen covered her huge smile with one hand and lightly slapped Chase
on the arm with the other.  "Oh my God!" she whispered, looking around
embarrassed.  Chase had never done anything so brash.  It filled her with
lustful elation.
   At the next classroom stop, they stayed at the back again.  Kathleen put
a hand on Chase's lower back, reaching under his shirt.  She felt his bare
skin and rubbed gently, lightly scratching him with her fingernails.  The
touch ignited a desire in Chase.  Touching him like that was completely
unnecessary, yet was exactly what he wanted her to do.
   They spent the day making nonchalant physical contact, brushing up
against each other on different stops on the tour, standing unnecessarily
close, touching a waist, briefly hooking fingers together as they walked.
It was fun.  The day went by fast as they each tried to surprise the other
with a new subtle flirt.
   It was late afternoon and the orientation weekend came to an end.  They
finished the day browsing a vendor's' bazaar on The Green, where there were
different free knick knacks like pens and thumb drives they could take with
them.  It had been a pleasant day and they still had the evening ahead of
them.  They had already booked the hotel for this night, assuming they
would want to avoid having to drive home tired after a long day of walking.
Neither of them was tired, but since they already had the rooms for the
night, neither Chase nor Kathleen felt a need to suggest they drive home.
They leisurely strolled across campus back toward Kathleen's car.
   "Where do you want to have dinner?" Kathleen asked her son as they
walked.
   "Are you asking me out?" came the saucy reply.
   "I told you I'd like to date you," his mother teased.
   "There's a Mexican place in town; you can buy me a margarita," Chase
suggested.
   "And what makes you think I'll do that?" Kathleen asked indignantly.
   "If you're gonna date me, you're gonna need to provide some incentive."
   "Oh my God, you little twerp!  Do you know who you're talking to?  Who's
the lucky one here?" Kathleen was delighted to be making light of their
sexual tension.  She'd had a heavy heart because of it lately--right up
until this morning when she woke up half laying on Chase.  The memory of it
warmed her heart.  She took his hand and held it the rest of the way to the
car.
   The noisy restaurant was small but authentic, and Kathleen ordered
margaritas for the both of them, once again avoiding getting them carded.
Chase was famished and dove into the chips and salsa.  Kathleen hadn't
talked too many details with Chase about his relationship with his sister,
so she figured greasing him up with a little tequila would nicely color the
conversation.  By the time they started in on their second bowl of chips,
with about half their margaritas gone, Kathleen was feeling bold.
   "Molly's happy," she casually noted.
   Chase smiled at her.  "I enjoy making her happy."
   "I'll bet you do!  She makes you happy too.  I can see it."
   "Mom, my God she's amazing!" Just getting started on the topic was
making him feel flush.  "I've never felt like this with anyone before.  I
can't get enough of her."
   "How is she different from your girlfriends?" Kathleen prodded, happy he
was finally opening up to her about this.
   "Just being near her feels good.  The way she touches me, the way she
looks at me and kisses me--she's perfect.  I'm in heaven when I'm with
her."
   It was plain to Kathleen these were the words of somebody in love.  Deep
down, she wanted her kids to grow from their loving experience, to know
what it was to be loved, and gain perspective for future relationships. 
Would they have future relationships?  This one seemed hard to top.  She
and Jon were both convinced their kids would outgrow this phase and move
on, eventually.  But, what if they didn't?  Right now her heart was telling
her to let it go, to let them enjoy this unique love.  Even the kids
themselves had asked her to enjoy it with them.
   Oh, how she wanted to!  Her conscience and her heart were locked in a
bitter stalemated battle.  She knew which had to win, but the tempting
allure of an open relationship with the sexy young man sitting across the
table from her had obscured the line of decency under the murky depths of a
tempestuous sea of desire.  Her moral compass barely registered when she
was physically close to Chase.  Kathleen was aware of the proximal
intoxication, and knew it would diminish once she was away from him, but
she didn't want it to.  Her libido was like a drug, compelling her to take
some more.  It seemed like the more continuous time alone she had with
Chase, the more her desire compounded.
   "Chase, can I ask you a serious question about our relationship?"
   Chase nodded, his blue-gray eyes fixed on his mother's.
   "You're clearly in love.  You undoubtedly feel Molly is your one true
love." She reached across the table and took his hand.  "Why do you want to
have a romantic relationship with me?"
   Chase smiled and squeezed her hand.  "I have a thousand reasons.  Molly
and I watched you and Dad backslide after the breakup that we encouraged.
We could see it in your faces.  We could tell by the way you treated each
other that something was off with you two.  And it dawned on us both that
you aren't truly happy unless you're sharing your love with others.  It
seemed strange at first, but I've come to understand you and Dad.  And..."
He took a breath.  "I also think I have the same need to share.  I want to
comfort you, Mom.  I want to be there for you--emotionally and physically.
I want to show you my love." Chase leaned in close to her so he could
whisper in her ear.  "I want to so bad," he said softly and leaned back to
look her in the eyes again.
   Honest divulgence was pouring out of Chase's mouth, propelled by the
lubricating catalyst of the alcohol.  His heart was strengthened with the
cleansing power of disclosing such intimate truths to his beautiful mother.
If he wasn't in a crowded place, he would have kissed her on the spot.
   Kathleen swallowed hard.  "Baby, wouldn't it bother Molly?"
   Chase smiled broadly.  "Mom, whose idea do you think it was to make the
proposal?"
   "Really?" she said.
   Chase nodded.  "And it's not just a selfless encouragement.  It turns
her on.  I mean really turns her on."
   Kathleen put her hand to her mouth, slightly shaking her head.  Her
expression was disbelief, but inside she understood exactly what was
motivating Molly.  It was the very same turn on that she and Jon indulged
when they were swinging.  The thought of someone else loving him--really
loving him--completed the circle.  It was the act of giving another partner
to her man, and allowing him to give his love back.  It was truly a gift of
the highest magnitude, and one they could give each other.
   Things were beginning to make sense with Molly's behavior.  She had the
family's best interest in mind though all of this.  Kathleen realized she
just wanted to make them happy--emotionally and physically.
   The waiter set their plates of food in front of them.  Kathleen eyed her
Santa Fe salad, wondering what to do with it, her appetite having been
eclipsed by the raw emotion that was roiling inside of her.
   "How do you feel about her being with your dad?" she asked pointedly.
   "How do you feel?" Chase countered without answering the question.
   "I think she'd be the sweetest young piece of ass he ever had!"
   Chase laughed.  He laughed so hard he started to cough.  Grabbing the
margarita, he took a sip, which only compounded his breathing dilemma. 
Kathleen handed him a glass of water with a big grin and he finally calmed
down, still giggling.
   "You're right," he finally said.  "And she wants it to happen just as
much as I want you and I to happen."
   Kathleen felt her heart rate increase at the thought of Molly making
love to Jon.  It would be beautiful, sweet, loving, and unquestionably,
undeniably wrong, judged by societal standards.  But it was right in her
heart.  It felt like the way it ought to be.  Normally she felt a surge of
love for Jon when she was with him after they made love to others.  But the
feeling was always isolated to just her and him, it didn't extend to their
loving partners in the same way.  Now, considering Chase and Molly as their
loving partners produced a completely new and genuine affection--for
everyone involved.  She felt like her heart would burst at the thought!
   "You want her to, don't you?" she asked her son.
   "Yes, but it doesn't matter.  We can't convince him."
   The regret of reality gripped Kathleen's wistful heart.  She briefly
thought of just throwing Jon's opinion to the wind and following her
instinct, but in the end it would certainly cause more harm than good. 
Even in her current lustful mood she could still follow reason.
   "You're so beautiful," Chase said to her, the truth serum coursing
through his veins, guiding his thoughts and words.  "In fact, you're the
most beautiful woman on earth."
   "You're a little tipsy, baby," Kathleen observed with a smile.
   "It doesn't matter.  I have the same feelings for you when I'm stone
cold sober.  Do you know men can't take their eyes off you?  I'm aware of
three of them in this room that can't stop looking over here.  You're
unbelievably sexy."
   "Stop," she said, stabbing some lettuce with her fork.  She had noticed
a man behind Chase looking at her, but not the others.
   "They think you're here with your hot young boyfriend, you cute little
cougar!" Chase said with a laugh.
   "I know!  It's fun, isn't it?"
   "Let's hold hands when we leave, to give them a good show," he
suggested.
   "I'll do one better." Kathleen leaned across the table and gave her son
an open mouth kiss for several seconds.  When they finally parted lips,
Chase looked over at the man to his left, who had been the worst ogler of
the bunch.  Upon making eye contact with Chase, the man immediately turned
his wide eyes to his plate.
   "Oh my God!" Chase exclaimed quietly.  "You turned us both on!"
   Kathleen giggled to herself.  That was more fun than she expected.
   "Let's get out of here," she said.  Chase had been picking at his food
and had the same worthless appetite as Kathleen.
   "Yeah," he agreed.  "I'm done."
   Chase took his mother's hand as they walked toward the exit to pay for
the dinner.  He gave their chief ogler a wink as they passed by.
   Feeling Chase's hand in hers was more than just putting on a show--it
was causing deep turmoil in Kathleen's heart.  She was hopelessly aroused.
The innocent flirting that had been going on all day was beginning to pile
up on her will to keep it at bay.  They were just having fun.  It was such
a joy to be close to Chase.  Their flirting and gentle kissing was just
their way of showing affection.  This is what she told herself several
times today.
   They returned to their hotel rooms in the late evening, both feeling a
bit tipsy from the margaritas, both feeling a bit unsure of where their
relationship stood right at that minute.  Neither wanted the comforting
flirting to stop, but they were both wary of the rules they were bending by
indulging in each other's temptations.
   "Are you going to sneak in my bed again?" Kathleen asked, breaking the
tension.
   Chase smiled, a little embarrassed.
   Kathleen smiled back.  "It's okay, baby.  I like sleeping next to you."
   There was that term of endearment again.  Chase felt his warm heart
liquify in his chest.  "I gotta go brush my teeth," he mumbled as he headed
to the adjoining room to get ready for bed.
   Kathleen grabbed her nightgown and went into the bathroom.  She took her
makeup off quickly and fluffed out her hair.  Shedding her blouse and
capris, she watched herself undress in the mirror.  She leaned onto the
counter and eyed herself closely, standing in her bra and panties.  "God
damn, you Jon!" she said softly at her reflection.  Her acquiescence to
their new rules with the kids had been surmounted by the frustration of
having to abide by them.  She was just as upset with herself as she was
with Jon.
   She reached behind her and unfastened her bra, letting it slip off the
front.  Her breasts were sensitive and tender, a result of her state of
constant semi-arousal all day.  She rubbed them gently with her right hand
while her left pushed her panties off her hips, letting them fall to the
bathroom floor.  "Oh my God," she thought to herself as she looked at her
hairless naked body in the mirror.  "What am I going to do?" She knew she
ought to just tell Chase to spend the night in his own room, thus ending
these dangerous temptations, but she couldn't bring herself to.  She could
keep it together, she resolved.  She could enjoy the intimate company of
her son and still abstain from doing anything inappropriate.
   She could see Chase in the bed already as she emerged from the bathroom.
Kathleen flipped off the lights and climbed in next to him.  Just getting
into bed with him made her heart flutter.  "Goodnight, baby," she said as
she leaned down to kiss him.  Chase met her lips with an open mouth.  She
opened her mouth to kiss him back, but cut it short in desperation.  She
was keenly aware of the spell she would quickly fall under if she allowed
Chase to give her a lover's kiss.  Lying next to him, she felt like a
hungry wolf in a lamb's pen.
   Kathleen had a plan to enjoy an intimate night with her son without
stepping beyond the boundaries.  "Turn over and I'll rub your back," she
suggested.  Chase obliged and faced away from his mother.  Kathleen felt
some relief at getting her face away from his.  She had control this way.
She lay on her side as she rubbed his neck and shoulders for a while,
lightly scratching over his ears and into his messy hair.
   "That's going to put me to sleep," Chase said, with his face buried in
his pillow.
   "Exactly.  Just relax, baby." Kathleen's heart rate went up as Chase's
decreased under her gentle touch.  If he would just fall asleep, it would
all be okay.  Kathleen lovingly caressed the middle of his back, working
her fingers down the spine, kneading the flesh underneath the skin, helping
Chase relax ever more.  His beautiful body felt just right in her hands. 
This was the closest to making love to him she could achieve.  She had
control; it would not progress further.  Her hands were loving him
intimately even though her body couldn't.
   As her hands worked their way down to his lower back, Kathleen rubbed
down to the waistband of his underwear, except she felt no waistband, only
bare skin.  She felt a little below his waist to be sure.  He was naked. 
"Chase!" she scolded.  "Did you forget something?"
   "Sorry," he said, embarrassed.  "I'll go get them."
   "No!" she exclaimed, holding him back.  "It's alright.  Just stay where
you are," she said with a giggle.  She thought about how much this would
have pleased Molly to know Chase was lying naked in bed with his mother.
   Chase had shed his underwear on an impulse before coming into his
mother's room.  Just walking into her space naked had given him a thrill.
Whatever happened, he thought, sleeping naked with his mother was going to
feel wonderful.  Her hands on his body felt like the touch of an angel.
   She resumed rubbing his back, thinking about his naked body under the
covers.  Her heart quivered at knowing his ass was bare under there.  She
continued rubbing his back, making her way naturally down his spine,
eventually reaching his waist again.  She fought the urge to go lower, and
worked her way back up to his neck.  She made the up and down circuit
several more times.
   Chase attempted to turn over and face his mother, but she firmly held
his shoulders, gently persuading him to stay where he was.  "Go to sleep,
baby," she whispered softly.  "Relax.  Mommy loves you." Chase once again
relaxed to where he was before his mother called him out on his nakedness.
She lightly ran her fingers through his hair to finish him off.  His
breathing was steady and light.  Under the influence of her gentle touch
and the alcohol he'd consumed, he had drifted off to sleep, and had taken
with him the temptation of doing something Kathleen would regret.  She felt
bittersweet relief at Chase finally being asleep.  The temptation was gone,
but so was the opportunity to make love to him.  Her conscience was clear.
Soon her head would be too, as soon as she slept off the menacing arousal
she had worked up inside her.
   Kathleen put an arm around her son and spooned up next to his naked
body. She shared his pillow as tears formed in her eyes--tears of love and
frustration.  Chase had a clear head and an easy sleep.  She kissed the
back of his neck and held on to him, allowing the warmth of her son's body
to lull her to sleep.
   Chase slept deeply, unmoving.  Kathleen's sleep was somewhat restless,
and she turned over several times in fitful dreams.  She awoke and looked
at the clock.  It was two in the morning with a long night still ahead. 
She had expected her sexual arousal to subside after falling asleep, but
being in such close proximity to Chase's naked body had kept her
subconscious on high alert, her vagina soaking wet.
   She wanted to feel her bare skin on his.  Chase would never know it if
she lay naked with him for awhile.  Kathleen sat up and slipped her
nightgown off, laying it at the foot of the bed.  She comforted herself by
rolling back over against Chase's naked body and hugging him.  Her breasts
were still tender, although they felt good being lightly pressed against
her son.  He still didn't stir.
   As Chase lay face down, Kathleen pressed every inch of her body against
his, from her feet to her chin, making beautiful contact with as much skin
as possible.  How she wanted to make love to him!  She lay for several
minutes enjoying their mutual nakedness.  She kissed his back tenderly with
her tongue and her lips, making a trail of wet spots over to his shoulder.
   She put her hand on his hip and rubbed down his thigh and back up.  She
couldn't resist getting in a small feel while her son was asleep.  She
didn't feel guilty; if he'd been awake, he would have loved her touching
him.  It was simpler this way.  Kathleen allowed herself the enormous
pleasure of feeling his ass with her hand.  He was firm and muscular, just
like he looked.  She kissed his shoulder as she rubbed from one cheek to
the next before wandering down to his legs.  She put her other hand under
the covers and felt his ass with both palms.  He was ridiculously sexy. 
Kathleen felt a new surge of wetness from her pussy and spread her legs
open in response.  She was incredibly turned on and could do nothing about
it.  To allay her frustration, she slipped one leg over his hip, half
mounting him and touching her extremely sensitive clitoris to his butt.
   Kathleen helplessly dropped her forehead against his shoulder, her eyes
closed, disbelieving how much she had just turned herself on with one
touch. She instinctively pressed hard onto him, rubbing her vagina on the
soft skin of his behind.  She ground harder; she couldn't stop.  The
stimulation was driving her mad!
   The grinding motion and wet feeling on his back from Kathleen's kisses
woke Chase from a deep sleep.  He lay unmoving, dimly aware that he was
with someone.  As consciousness trickled back in, Chase remembered he was
in a strange bed and his mother had given him a back rub and now her whole
body was touching him.  He had no idea how long he'd been there.
   He felt her grinding on him from behind.  His cock sprung to life at the
moment he realized Kathleen was rubbing her pussy on him.  He felt his
blood pressure rising, his lustful desire for his mom suddenly piquing.  He
could feel her wetness on his ass.  Chase lay perfectly still; half awake,
enjoying the furtive sensation of his mother lustfully using his body for
her own enjoyment.
   Kathleen hadn't realized that Chase was awake and continued half-humping
her son.  It wasn't that she was trying to wake him up; she was acting out
of pure primal lust.  She probably couldn't stop now if she wanted to.
   As Chase's erection grew, it burrowed through the folds of the sheets,
rhythmically pushing in under the thrusting weight of Kathleen's body
against his ass.  Chase had gone from deep sleep to full sexual arousal in
less than half a minute.  He could tolerate no more teasing, no more
near-miss sexual encounters.  His drive to have sex was maxed out, while
his rational mind was idle.
   Without warning, he rolled over and attacked her with his lips, kissing
her feverishly while holding her face in his strong hands.  He forced her
flat onto her back.  Kathleen gasped at Chase's dramatic coalescence.  He
kissed down to her tits and slurped up her nipples, one at a time, savoring
their sweet feminine solace.  In his immediate post-sleep reverie, Chase
had only one thing on his mind: fuck his sexy mother.  Nothing was going to
stop him.  He picked her legs up and put them over his shoulders.
   Kathleen was surprised at her son's aggression, as though she had awoken
a sleeping dragon!  At this point, she knew he was going to do what he
wanted with her, whether she allowed it or not.  Being under the control of
her stronger, much larger son was driving Kathleen insane with carnal lust.
She said nothing to him, but maintained a submissive demeanor.
   Chase positioned the head of his cock on her tiny wet slit and, without
hesitation, thrust into his mom's vagina.  Her slippery, engorged pussy
readily accepted full penetration of his thick, young manhood.
   "Ohhhh!  Chase...Oh my Gah...baby..." she breathed as his ample width
plowed through her needy pussy.  Kathleen was totally taken by surprise. 
She had been teasing herself all night, with no intention of ever
satisfying the lust that was slowly overwhelming her.  Having her son's
massive cock suddenly fill her was like slipping into a warm bath after a
cold day outside.  She did her best to keep quiet as she took his entire
length.
   Chase fucked her like a mad lover.  He forced her legs back, pressing
her knees into the bed beside her, lifting her pussy out above the rest of
her body.  Kathleen still had the remnants of a gymnast's flexibility, but
ankles above the head normally required some stretching beforehand. 
Chase's forcing caused her some pain, but she stifled herself, letting out
only a short squeal as his dick rammed in and out of her wide open pussy.
   Kathleen's stretched hamstrings gradually relaxed as Chase put all of
his weight onto his hands inside her knees, burying them into the mattress,
her feet almost unnaturally resting above her head.  She was completely
helpless under Chase's weight.  He had total control over her and didn't
seem himself in this dominating role.  The thrill of finally having Chase
inside her was almost too much for Kathleen to fathom, and trumped the
twinge of fear she was feeling right now in her helpless state.
   Chase let go of her legs and put his hands on her tits, squeezing them
lustfully.  Kathleen put her elbows inside her knees to maintain her
spread-wide position and silently moaned to herself at Chase's exploring
hands.  He pounded her hard, almost making the bed bounce under them. 
Kathleen was impressed with her 18-year-old son's stamina.  Many lovers had
said her tight pussy made it difficult to hold off orgasm.  The bed was
firm and rebounded her body, causing her to slap back against Chase with
each violent thrust.  Kathleen kept quiet, like a good little girlfriend,
and held her knees down under her armpits, her ankles touching her ears in
the sluttiest position possible.
   Chase had no inkling what his mother felt at that moment; neither did he
care.  Fucking that sweet, wet, spread pussy was all that mattered.  Up on
his knees, he barely had to put any effort in to it, his mother contorting
herself into the most easily accessible position.  His mind was a blank
slate, save for the encompassing lust that was driving his every action. 
He suddenly wanted to taste her body.
   Chase quickly withdrew and forced Kathleen over onto her tummy.  He
pushed her legs open wide.  Kathleen assisted by doing the splits for him,
holding her legs straight out to the right and left.  She lay down on her
tummy, making her pussy easily accessible.  Chase lustfully looked at his
mother's pretty little ass and buried his face between her cheeks, shoving
his tongue deep into her juicy hole while his nose burrowed into her butt.
He single-mindedly consumed his mother's sexiness--tasting, smelling,
licking every crevice she had in a mad frenzy, the pent-up tension lashing
out through his tongue, willing her to yield to his darkest carnal desires.
He was conscious of nothing else.
   Feeling her son's face in her darkest crevice caused a ripple of dirty
euphoria to emanate through Kathleen's belly.  It was the most depraved
thing she'd ever experienced, yet, she never wanted it to stop, reaching
back and holding Chase's head down on her, pressing as hard as she could on
the back of his head, allowing Chase to breathe only her from her deepest
recesses.
   Chase wriggled free of her hold and mounted her tiny ass.  He reinserted
into her vagina while Kathleen remained completely submissive.  She loved
his sexy weight pushing down on her ass, using her pussy for his own
satisfaction.  Feeling Chase's short pubic hair brush across her anus as he
pumped her was causing a titillating frenzy inside Kathleen's belly.  She
could picture what he looked like, driving his firm hips into her, using
her perfect, sexy body.
   Chase fucked his mother like an alpha dog, maintaining complete control,
manipulating her how he chose.  He had never treated a lover this way; he
was barely aware he was even doing it, acting under the direction of his
id, not hindered by the rational thoughts of a fully conscious mind.  He
impulsively grabbed Kathleen's hair, pulling her head back while he rode
her.  Kathleen's neck ached in that awkward position, unable to move under
Chase's reign.  Chase held on tight to her hair, feeding his lustful
subconscious with his manipulation.
   Feeling his balls bounce on her clitoris was allaying any fear Kathleen
was enduring due to her son's erratic behavior.  Being manipulated and used
by Chase went completely against every personality quality that made him
who he was.  Kathleen would have never guessed that such behavior would
turn her on, but having raw, unbridled sex with the one for whom her love
was deepest was stirring a desire she never knew existed.  All of these
strange emotions and sensations were coalescing into a beautiful orgasm. 
With her wide, exposed anus being scratched by his short pubic hair and her
tender clitoris absorbing the impact of his constantly rebounding balls,
Kathleen quietly climaxed under the domination of Chase's primal thrusting.
   Chase was oblivious to his mother's ecstasy and hardly noticed the
increase in her vagina's slipperiness, focused only on fucking her sexy
body.  He let go of her hair and put both hands on her little ass, pounding
in unwavering cadence, as though he knew no other speed.  Kathleen broke
her silence and began quietly moaning as Chase maintained the pace.
   Hearing his mother's voice turned a light on in Chase's head.  Full
consciousness took over as Chase became truly mindful of what he was doing.
His mom's beautiful ass was spread wide in his hands, his thumbs nearly
prying open her tight hole, wet with his own saliva, his hard cock deep
inside her slippery, tight pussy.  The awareness sent him over the edge and
he immediately erupted inside her, ejaculating wad after wad of his creamy
seed into the womb from whence he came.  He slowed down as the pulsing
subsided to find himself completely drained, gasping for air.  He collapsed
on his mother's back, trying to breathe.
   Kathleen said nothing and waited patiently under his weight for her son
to recover.  She knew he had not been himself.  The reptilian mind that had
assumed control of Chase pushed his body to the limit.  Several minutes
later, Chase withdrew his softening erection from Kathleen's vagina.  His
breathing no longer labored, his sweaty back was beginning to cool him off.
As his mind cleared, Chase slowly became aware of how he had just been
mistreating his mom.  He had dominated her.  He forced her to have sex with
him in unnatural positions.  He had been treating her like a sex toy, an
object.
   Regretful anxiety soon washed over Chase.  How could he have been such a
tool to the woman he loved most?  Still lying on top of her, he was afraid
to look at her face.  Thinking about what his mother must have gone
through, he began to weep, softly at first, then more intensely, convulsing
his body on top of Kathleen's.
   She felt her son's shaking and heard the staccato exhales through his
nose.  "Baby, what's wrong?" Kathleen was immediately back into mothering
mode.
   Chase slid off of her back and put his face in her neck, hugging his
mother tightly.  He was too ashamed to look her in the eyes.  "Forgive me."
   "Forgive you?  For what, honey?"
   Chase continued to cry into her neck.  Kathleen gently shushed him,
unaware of the reason he was so upset.  She was worried about him.
   "I'm sorry I hurt you," he said through the sobs.  "I don't know what
came over me."
   Kathleen breathed a sigh of relief.  "You sweet boy!  Baby, don't ever
apologize for what happens between us.  You didn't hurt me.  Do you
understand?"
   "But, I was treating you like a rag doll.  I've never done that to
anyone.  How could I have done that to you?" Chase wiped the tears from his
face.
   "Primal urges can make us do some crazy stuff," she comforted.  "Believe
it or not, it was a turn on for me, too." Kathleen put her mouth directly
on his ear and whispered softly, "You made me cum, baby."
   "Oh my God; no way!" Chase was incredulous.
   "I swear to God.  Next time, though, let me stretch my legs before you
do that.  I'm going to feel that tomorrow."
   Chase laughed.  "I'm sor--I mean okay."
   Kathleen hugged her son tight and held him.  Chase melted into her, the
world revolving around them.  "Don't let go," he said to her.  She lovingly
obliged her son's request.
   "I love you, baby."
   Chase kissed Kathleen's neck as he nuzzled into her.  In their loving,
naked embrace, she finally fell into deep sleep for the rest of the night.
   Kathleen awoke from the dim light of morning sunshine trying to find its
way past the gaps around the opaque curtains of their hotel room.  She
opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, reliving in her mind what had
transpired in the bed a few hours ago.  She gave an audible sigh.  "Oh,
God," she said, contemplating how she was going to tell this to Jon.
   Chase awoke to his mother's voice and rolled over to kiss her shoulder.
Kathleen was as beautiful as ever.  He sensed the tension in her body and
cuddled up next to her.  "Don't worry," he said.
   "Oh, baby, I wish it was that easy.  This is really going to complicate
things with your dad and me.  Going behind his back is new territory for
us, not to mention it was with our own son!"
   "Your son wanted you so bad," he said, rubbing the back of her neck.  As
he reached around her head to rub her neck, Kathleen couldn't help but
admire Chase's firm chest, biting her bottom lip in lustful silence.  She
relived the feeling of Chase holding her down on the bed while he fucked
her.  Chase coaxed her to turn away so he could rub her shoulders.  "Aahh!"
Kathleen exclaimed as the tight muscles gave way to strong fingers.  "God,
you're good at that, baby!"
   Chase rubbed slowly down her bare back, easing her tension.  Kathleen
mulled over in her mind how she would broach the subject with Jon.  She
still wasn't sure, but while Chase's hands were on her, everything seemed
okay.  Chase let his hands creep below her waist, kneading the soft flesh
of her cute butt, not in an overtly sexual way, but the way a familiar
lover would caress his sweetheart.  Chase eased up when he felt the last of
her muscle tension melt away.
   "We'd better get up and hit the road," she said.  Chase watched his
slender, naked mom roll off the opposite side of the bed and attempt to
stand up.  "Ohhh!" she exclaimed, feeling the effects of her strained
hamstrings from Chase's rough handling last night.  "Aahh!" she yelled,
forcing herself to stand straight up.  "I don't feel 25 anymore," she said,
rubbing her legs.
   Chase felt a little guilty for her pain this morning.  He still didn't
know what came over him; he was just glad his mother wasn't upset with him.
He watched her pretty little ass walk into the bathroom before he got up
and went to his own room to get a shower.  Alone with his thoughts, Molly
was on his mind.  He suddenly missed her.  His attention had been so
focused on Kathleen that he had hardly given his sister a second thought
this weekend.  Now he wanted to be with her.  He had a surprise to tell
her. He hoped she would accept the reality of him and his mother having sex
the same way she readily accepted her fantasies.
   Chase and Kathleen talked little about their late night tryst as they
drove home, except to agree that Kathleen would be the one to break the
news to Jon.  Inasmuch as Chase practically raped her, she felt responsible
for allowing their intimacy to progress that far.  Besides, it was really
good sex, despite the pain in her legs.  She relived it several times in
her head during their long drive home.
   ~ ~ ~
   In a long line of cars in the busy terminal, a skycap loaded Jon's bags
into the trunk of his car.  Jon tipped him five bucks before crawling into
the passenger seat, happy to be on the last leg of his trip.
   "Hi, Daddy!" greeted Molly from the driver's seat.  "Did you save the
company?"
   Jon laughed.  "I sure did!  I'll be the toast of the office tomorrow
morning," he said, jokingly.
   Molly leaned over to kiss him, putting her hand on his cheek.  They
kissed sweetly several seconds before releasing.  Jon felt his heart rate
increase at Molly's kind greeting.  "I missed you," he said.
   "I missed you too.  I missed all of you.  I can't wait for us all to be
together," Molly said, her subtle hint quietly imploring him to break his
silence about their affair.
   "You poor thing!  I bet you were lonely in that big house by yourself."
   "Tisha kept me busy; it was okay."
   "Are Chase and your mom back yet?" he asked.
   "No.  At least they weren't when I left," she said as she drove them out
of the terminal.
   Jon thought about the inevitable drama that was going to have to happen
sooner or later when he revealed to Kathleen what he and Molly had secretly
done.  He thought he should feel guilty about what happened, but he didn't.
It shouldn't have happened, he thought, but he would have the memory of
that beautiful lovemaking forever.  He looked at Molly's creamy thighs
sitting in the driver's seat.  He felt ashamed that he wanted to reach over
and touch her.
   He shamefully forced himself to look at the road.  His weekend had been
very busy, but still managed to be sexually charged with Carmen around. 
She had made her usual flirtatious advances, and he had made his casual
rejections.  Sometimes he thought it didn't matter how he responded to her;
she just liked flirting.  Regardless, he was once again bursting at the
seams with unfulfilled sexual energy.  He did his best to keep from
directing his lustful thoughts toward his daughter.  Perhaps he and
Kathleen could find each other tonight?  No, he thought, not until we talk
about what happened.  He could feel the frustration building.  He still
didn't know how he was going to talk about it.  He needed to just man up.
   They arrived home to find Kathleen's car in the garage.  Molly was giddy
with anticipation at seeing her family once again.  She walked into the
kitchen to find Chase and Kathleen setting the table for dinner, eagerly
anticipating the chili Molly had been cooking in the crock pot all day. 
The spicy sweet aroma hung in the house like a welcome home banner.
   "Hi, baby!" exclaimed Kathleen and gave her daughter a kiss and a hug.
She moved on to Jon, while Molly moved on to Chase.  "I missed you," Molly
quietly whispered in his ear.  Once the welcome home euphoria began to wear
off, they were all suddenly aware of how famished they were.  Molly served
up bowls of chili and they all enjoyed a well-deserved family dinner.
   The conversation focused on the college campus and their experience. 
Jon and Kathleen were both happy that their son was going to get off to a
good start in his education, but their minds were distracted by guilty
consciences.  They had each blatantly disregarded their agreed-upon rule
and were dreading the consequences.  Jon and Kathleen individually resolved
to bring the subject up tonight, and deal with whatever followed.  They
were each painfully unaware that their fears were unfounded, each other's
transgression graciously cancelled out by their reciprocated mistakes.  If
they were in danger of anything, it would be failing to talk about it with
each other.
   Late in the evening Chase unpacked his bags and flopped down on his bed,
reveling in its familiar comfort--familiar except for one thing: It smelled
different.  It smelled...pretty.  He buried his nose in the pillow and
quickly solved the mystery.  The scent of Molly's body spray emanated from
the sheets and the pillow, arousing him with her phantom presence.  Just
then, Molly quietly opened the door and walked in.  Chase looked up at her
with one eye, his nose still buried in the pillow.
   "Someone's been sleeping in my bed," he said in a muffled voice.
   "Guilty as Goldilocks," she said, raising up her right hand.
   "Now I'm going to smell like a girl," he complained.
   "Trust me, it will be an improvement, chief," she said, sitting down on
the bed.  "How was the campus?"
   "Awesome.  It's an amazing place--the engineering school is
first-class," he said, gathering his dirty laundry from the floor.  "There
are a lot of cool guys in my dorm, too.  They were all lusting after Mom,"
he remarked with a chuckle.
   "Typical," Molly commented.  "Did you and Mom enjoy each other's
company?" she asked in a teasing tone, half-expecting Chase to reply with a
snarky joke.  He said nothing as he dropped the clothes in the hamper. 
Chase turned around and glanced up at her briefly before looking down at
his feet.  He felt the blood rush to his head.
   "Chase?" Molly appealed.  "Are you blushing?"
   "No!" Chase implored weakly.
   "Why are you smiling?"
   "I'm not smiling," he said, smiling.
   "Why don't you answer my question?"
   He wanted to, but he just couldn't get his mouth to form the words. 
Molly got up from the bed and grabbed his hands, interlocking fingers and
pushing him backward into the wall, holding his hands against it.  "Chase?"
she said, a little more insistent.  "Is there something you want to tell
me?" she asked accusingly.  Chase looked at her with a weak grin, at a loss
for words, and then looked at his feet again.  Molly bent down and looked
up at him from beneath to force eye contact, still holding him against the
wall.  He was obviously holding something back.  "What?  What is it?  What
did you do?"
   "Um..." he began, hesitantly.  Molly waited patiently.  "Mom and I..."
Molly squeezed his hands tight.  "...had a nice dinner together," he said,
giggling nervously.
   She let go with her right hand long enough to get a quick punch in his
stomach before grabbing his hand again.  Chase continued to giggle through
the pain.  "What else did you do?" She was very serious.
   "We, um...spent the night together."
   Molly pressed her body against his, their noses just an inch apart, her
blue eyes wide and sober, piercing into his.  "And?"
   Chase feared what was coming after the next admission.  He stuttered
through his one-sentence confession.  "And...uh...we...Mom and I...made
love."
   Molly didn't respond, but allowed the revelation to course through her
body from her ears to her feet in a chilly cascade.  She couldn't believe
the words as they echoed in her head.  She stared blankly for several
seconds, and then suddenly kissed her brother.  Gentle caressing of tongues
quickly turned to feverish kisses, as she continued to hold his hands
against the wall.  "Say it again," she commanded softly, without parting
lips.
   "Mom and I," he said between eager kisses, "made love." Molly let go of
his hands and grabbed his face, kissing him ever more lustfully.
   "Oh my God," she said into his lips.  "Oh my God," she repeated in a
serious tone, kissing down his neck.  "I can't believe this." She could
hardly contain her emotions, and was giving Chase mixed signals.  She was
lustfully kissing him but seemed agitated.
   "Are you okay?" he asked.
   Molly stopped kissing and leaned her forehead against Chase's, breathing
loudly from the sudden burst of passion.  She held a secret.  It was a
beautiful secret that she alone knew.  She relaxed her tense body and
melted into Chase's arms.  She needed to just enjoy the moment alone in her
mind before letting the genie out of the bottle.
   "Bun?" Chase asked, still a little confused.  "Are you okay?"
   "Was it wonderful?" she asked, still hugging him.
   Chase grinned, embarrassed.  "It was, um...the strangest thing I ever
did."
   "I suppose it was," she agreed, pulling away and looking at him.
   "No, you don't understand.  We slept in the same bed together both
nights, but it was so innocent, Molly!  We were just sleeping.  But last
night, after kind of flirting all day, we went to bed both feeling the
pinch of sexual tension.  Neither of us wanted to cross the line,
because...well, you know."
   Molly nodded.  Their parents' rejection of their proposal had been
weighing on her mind for days.
   "So we woke up in the middle of the night, both with lust-filled heads
from teasing each other all day.  And, I don't know, Molly, I just went
off."
   "What do you mean?"
   "I was barely awake, and all of the sudden I just jumped on her.  I had
no control over my urges; I just took what I wanted.  I didn't even know or
care if she was okay with it.  I just went at her.  I didn't know anything
other than how much I wanted her."
   Molly couldn't believe what she was hearing.  She couldn't imagine her
brother treating any woman that way, let alone their mother.  "Jesus,
Chase! Did you hurt her?  You didn't hurt her did you?"
   He shook his head.  "No.  But, afterward I felt like I had.  I cried in
her arms like a baby, begging her forgiveness.  She told me not to
apologize; I didn't hurt her.  Then she told me being surprised and
dominated like that turned her on.  She was totally into it the whole time.
Now I kind of think she led me to it.  Holy shit, Molly, she knows how to
push buttons!"
   "Ha!  And you don't?" she said, kissing his chin.
   "I'm sorry, pot!  Did you just call the kettle black?" he returned.
   "I guess we all know how to push buttons," Molly admitted.  "Except for
Dad, maybe.  That brings me to something I need to tell you."
   "What about Dad?" he asked.
   "I have a confession to make," she announced.  "It's as big as the one
you just revealed."
   Chase sat down on the bed, his knees suddenly feeling a little wobbly.
"Okay?"
   "The night you and Mom slept with me in my bed," she began.  "I wasn't
there the whole time."
   Chase's eyes grew wide as he realized what she meant.  "Wait, you...and
Dad?"
   Molly nodded, her serious eyes watching Chase.  She didn't know how he
was going to take the news.  She anxiously awaited his reaction.
   "Oh, wow, Bun," he said, looking down and running both hands through his
hair.  Even though he and his sister had been scheming how to both make
love to their parents, hearing it become reality was a bit of a shock.  He
took a moment to internalize the thought of the love of his life in bed
with his dad.  It hurt a little; she was having sex with somebody else,
after all.  But the thought of sharing her with his dad was strangely
comforting at the same time, as though they were challenging each other to
love Molly more than the other.  But then a thought hit him.
   "Wait, how did he allow that to happen?  We all know about his flat-out
rejection."
   Molly sat down on the bed next to him.  She looked over at him
sheepishly and then back down at her lap.  "He didn't."
   Chase eyed her quizzically.
   "At least, not at first." She gritted her teeth in an embarrassed smile.
"I kind of snuck in on him in the dark while he was asleep.  He thought I
was Mom."
   Chase's eyes grew to the size of saucers.  "Holy shit!  You devious
little minx!"
   "Oh, like your behavior was any better with Mom!" she retorted.
   "At least she knew who was accosting her," he pointed out weakly.  "So,
when did he figure out who you were?"
   "When he touched me.  I don't feel like Mom."
   Chase laughed.  "Your body's more comfortable than Mom's."
   Molly gave him a kiss and looked at him with a smile.  "That's a very
sweet way to say that, little brother."
   "So what did he do?" Chase prodded.
   "He fucking flipped out!"
   "But he didn't kick you out."
   "Kick me out of bed?  Are you kidding?" she said with a wry grin.
   "Only a fool would do that," he agreed, kissing her tenderly.  "Wait,"
he said, interrupting the kiss.  "Why didn't you tell me about this
before?"
   Molly nodded her head, looking at her lap.  "I wanted to.  I so wanted
to, Chase!  But he wouldn't let me.  He insisted on telling Mom himself
first.  But he just didn't do it.  I think he needed to save face after
breaking his own rule, and he didn't know how to go about it.  He promised
me he would tell her when you two got back."
   "Do you think he has?"
   "I don't know.  And now Mom has a similar confession to make."
   The light bulb finally lit in Chase's head.  Molly had been waiting for
this moment.  She kept silent and waited for him to respond.
   At last, Chase startled at the revelation of what awaited their family.
He looked at Molly like a kid at Christmas.  "We have to tell them!"
   Molly casually touched his cheek and gave him a long, slow, wet, tender
kiss, rubbing the hair back off his ear before looking him straight in the
eyes.  "No, baby.  We have to show them."
   Chase touched Molly's face in response to her lascivious suggestion. 
She had never called him 'baby' before.  It was comforting beyond measure.
"How?" he asked, kissing her neck.
   "Mmm...This needs to be done with firm conviction, otherwise they'll
never do it," she said, enjoying the wetness that Chase was imparting to
her neck.
   Chase kissed down to her chest, pulling the neckline of her thin
strapped tank top down, exposing her bra.  Molly breathed louder with a
slight moan.  God, she missed him!
   "You mean make them do it?" he asked, a little puzzled.
   "I mean, make it happen before they know it's even happening."
   "When?" he asked.
   "Tonight.  I know what to do.  Do you want to sleep in their bed?" Molly
pulled Chase's shirt over his head, and then unbuckled his belt.
   The mere suggestion of entering their parents' bed on a sexual pretense
made his heart skip a beat.  Chase nodded.  He traced the thin strap of her
top down to her chest and cupped his hands over her breasts, pushing the
top up.  He could feel her hard nipples under the fabric as his palms
worked up her shirt, little by little.  Soon his hands were on her bra. 
Chase slid the top easily over Molly's head.  He kissed her while he
unfastened her strap in the back and slipped her bra off.
   Molly's bare breasts jiggled as she hopped up off the bed and grabbed
hold of the waistband of Chase's shorts and slid them down to his knees. 
Chase lay back while Molly pulled them the rest of the way off.  She
lustfully eyed his naked body laying on the bed, his long, erect cock
resting on his firm belly.  Chase sat up and unfastened his sister's
shorts, peeling them down, being careful not to move her panties.
   "Step back," Chase gently commanded.  Molly obliged, stepping backward
out of her clothes on the floor.  She looked exactly like she did the night
they discovered their love for each other, when they were down in the
basement, exploring the mutual sexual attraction that they hadn't yet
realized existed.  Her curvy body was stunningly sexy.  He felt even more
attracted to her now than when he first laid eyes on her half-naked form
all those weeks ago.
   "You're so beautiful," he stated simply.
   Molly straddled her brother, placing her left nipple on his lips.  Chase
hungrily suckled on his sister, slurping her entire areola into his mouth,
evoking a long exhale from Molly as he fondled her other breast in his
hand. Molly pressed her panty-clad pussy against his hard dick, rubbing
hard up and down.  Her wetness immediately erupted into her panties,
moistening Chase's cock as she stimulated her clitoris.
   Chase pushed Molly's panties down over her wide hips as far as they
would go in her current position on his lap.  Molly felt her brother's
wandering fingers slide down her crack as he kissed her, rubbing the tender
area between her cheeks, just above her anus.  She loved getting touched
there!  She moaned lightly as his middle finger finally slipped across her
butthole and continued on until it met with the fresh slipperiness of her
pussy.  "Oh, fuck!  We're going to have a good night!" Molly was getting
hotter and hotter as their sex-play continued.
   Chase was anxiously looking forward to what they would do with their
parents, but, he was starting to get overcome by desire for Molly.  He
stood up, picking Molly up with him, and turned around, facing the bed.  He
gently laid her back on the bed with a bounce of the mattress and
immediately grabbed her panties and pulled them to her ankles.  He got on
his knees in anticipation of burying his cock in her wet pussy.
   "Wait.  Not here," she said.  Molly sat up and put her hands out to
Chase, who helped her to her feet.  She walked over to the door and cracked
it open to look down the hall.  It was dark except for the light in the
kitchen.  She took Chase's hand and they quietly crept down the hall naked
to their parents' bedroom.
   The room was dark and Jon and Kathleen had not yet come to bed.  Molly
quickly pulled back the covers on Kathleen's side of the bed and crawled
in. Chase followed and lay down next to her in the middle of the large bed.
They pulled the covers over them completely and kissed.
   "Now what?" Chase asked.
   "You're in bed with a naked chick.  Use your imagination," she quipped.
   Chase scooted down to taste Molly's huge tits again.  He felt like he
could spend all night loving her breasts.  He caressed the soft, warm
goodness of her large nipple with his tongue, causing Molly to sigh loudly
at his loving touch.  Around and around his tongue traced her areola around
her hard nipple.  Sucking it in with a loud noise, he moved on to the other
one, and got it equally wet and erect.  He fingered them with his index
fingers as he moved down lower.  He had been thinking about his sister's
pussy all day.  He wanted to taste her again.
   "Oh, God!  Oh, God, yes!  Do that!" she said as his chin brushed past
her pubic hair on its way to her labia.  Chase buried his nose in her pussy
and licked up what had begun to drip down her crack.  Chase drove his hard
cock into the sheets of his parents' bed, his libido given a sudden boost
by the taste and smell of his beautiful sister's pussy.  Molly's knees
pushed up the covers on the bed as she spread her legs for her brother. 
Holding down on the back of his head, she moaned in ecstasy, his tongue
exploring around her clit and down into her canal.
   Molly lay under the covers, her knees apart, her lover's head down on
her pussy, thinking about how good this night could be.  If only her
parents would accept what she was going to give them.  Her wet pussy made
still wetter by Chase's saliva, Molly felt a sudden need to feel her
brother deep inside her.  His tongue was working magic, but she needed to
feel the fullness that his large cock could give her.  With both hands, she
gently tugged on his head, coaxing him back up.
   The moist heat under the covers was beginning to get uncomfortable, and
Chase threw them off as he scooted up on his knees, enjoying the sudden
coolness of the air.  He effortlessly thrust into her, filling Molly's
pussy with his large manhood.  Molly kissed him, eagerly tasting her own
female juice on his lips and chin.
   Molly reached her arms out to her side, gathering a fistful of sheets in
each hand, holding on tight while Chase fucked her, up on his knuckles.  As
their eyes adjusted to the darkness, she could see his firm abdomen
powering his body into her, his hard chest flexed while supporting his
weight.  She had an impulse to talk dirty to him, but she kept her mouth
shut.  She didn't want Chase to cum yet.  She needed him to last tonight.
   Kathleen nervously sorted out the contents of her luggage in the laundry
room.  The house was quiet and Jon was in the study filing away some
paperwork.  She needed to tell him about what happened this weekend, and
this was the time to do it.  She threw her pile of dirty laundry into the
hamper and walked down the hall to the study.
   "So, how did our high-tech hero fair in California?" she asked as she
walked into the office.
   Jon laughed.  "What a mess they made!  It was the longest weekend of my
life.  But in the end we pulled off a miracle."
   "I bet Joe will be kissing your ass tomorrow," Kathleen laughed.
   "He damned well better!  We both will end up smelling like roses after
this.  I'm telling you, Kathleen, if this doesn't net me Joe's job, I don't
know what will.  I'll be very surprised if we don't both end up with
promotions." Jon was beaming.  He had left a broken man, and come back a
hero.
   "I'm proud of you, honey!  I guess this more than makes up for missing
out on Chase's weekend." Kathleen had resolved to tell Jon no matter what,
but she just couldn't bring herself to ruin his day.  Her confession could
wait.  She gingerly sat down in a chair across from the desk, feeling the
dull ache in the back of her legs left over from the unbridled sex she had
with her son last night.
   "So, was Chase impressed?"
   "Hmm?" she asked absentmindedly.  "Oh, yes!" she said, remembering the
real reason for their trip.  "The campus is beautiful!  And the engineering
school is top-notch.  Lots of good people there; Chase made the right
decision."
   "Good.  I knew it would be a good fit.  A lot of brilliant thinkers have
come out of that school."
   "So, I haven't seen much of Molly; was she okay this weekend?" Kathleen
asked.
   "Oh, yeah," he assured.  "I think she was lonely." Jon felt bad that
Molly had to be by herself all weekend.  He had thought of her often, and
the amazing night they had together last week.
   Jon looked at his beautiful wife, admiring her pretty legs.  He wanted
her.  He missed her.  He needed desperately to make love to her again.  But
he couldn't just jump into bed with her right now--not with his
indiscretions with Molly on his mind.  He needed to tell her.  Such a
serious revelation was going to spoil any chances of them making love for
awhile, he figured.  It was possible she would never forgive him.  Then he
would be unable to be with either of the women he loved so much.  His heart
ached.  He wished he could just start over with the kids' proposal with a
more open mind.  He had made things so complicated.
   "Kathleen," he began.  His courage was mustered as high as he would ever
get it.
   "Yes?" she replied.
   "Last week, Molly and I..." His resolve faltered.
   "Uh huh?  You and Molly?"
   "We, uh...forgot to clean up the sawdust under her window when we fixed
her curtain rod."
   "Oh." Kathleen was a little puzzled by the oddly dramatic way he put
that.  "Well, you know where the vacuum is."
   "Yes.  I'm sorry about that."
   "I'm going to get changed for bed."
   "Okay.  I've got some more work to do."
   "Good night," she said, and left.
   Jon let his head fall to the desk, banging it with his forehead.  He
lifted his head and let it drop to the desk once more, his conscience still
stuck in the same place it had been for days.
   Kathleen went into the master bathroom and into the closet, where she
shed her clothes.  She didn't hear her kids having sex in her bed.  Naked,
she searched her drawer for the nightgown she wanted to wear.
   Molly, seeing the light from the bathroom around the corner, reached
around Chase and pulled the covers back over them.  "I think Mom is here."
Instinctively, Chase moved to roll off of her.  Molly grabbed his ass and
firmly held him inside her.  "Don't stop," she said, licking his ear. 
Going against his instincts, Chase continued fucking his sister, oddly
turned on by the guarantee of getting caught by their mother.
   Kathleen held her hands up as the nightgown slipped down over her naked
body.  She walked into the bathroom and checked her face in the mirror,
having already taken off her makeup.  Kathleen went into the bedroom to
turn down the bed.  She smiled, startled by the moving lump in the bed. 
"What...is going on here?" she asked the lump, not knowing whether it was
Chase or Molly, both.  They didn't respond.  Chase remained hard inside his
sister, although he stopped moving.  "Molly?" Kathleen said, and grabbed
the covers, revealing her naked son on top of her naked daughter.
   Kathleen gasped at the sight.  "What are you...Oh my God!" she uttered
as she threw the covers back over them.  "Are you...enjoying yourselves? 
Right here?  In my bed?  In front of me?" Molly partially threw the covers
back off, revealing their topless forms.
   Molly held out her hand.  "Don't go," she said to her mother.
   "I'm not the one that's leaving!" Kathleen truly didn't know how to
react.  The sight she was beholding was beautiful.  There was nothing she
wanted more than to know exactly what her kids were doing, but this was
more than she bargained for.  Kathleen sat down on the bed.  "Why are you
in here?"
   "We're here to help you," Molly said, as Chase resumed gentle thrusting.
   Kathleen noticed her son's movement.  "Oh, God!"
   Molly kicked the covers all the way off, exposing Chase's naked ass as
he slowly and gently pumped his sister.
   "I really shouldn't be seeing this," Kathleen said, her eyes glued to
Chase's ass.  Her juices were already flowing, and Kathleen began to ponder
what her kids had in mind, exactly.  She was afraid that Jon would be
coming in any minute.  "Your father is coming to bed soon and he's not
going to like this."
   "I have a feeling he won't mind it so much," Molly reasoned.
   "What makes you think that?" Kathleen returned.
   "It's going to be amazing, Mom.  Just trust me.  Can I lay my head in
your lap?"
   Kathleen's mind went blank, except for the lovemaking she was
witnessing. She tried to remind herself that she should be upset about what
she was seeing, but she knew they were all way beyond that now.  She
decided to trust her daughter and obliged Molly's suggestion by climbing
behind her head, arranging pillows so she could lean back comfortably. 
Molly lay her head in her mother's lap.  Her large breasts jiggled as Chase
began thrusting again.  Kathleen caressed Molly's hair in nervous
anticipation.  Her children were so beautiful!  From this angle, she could
see the silhouette of Chase's hard cock disappear inside Molly's pussy
repeatedly.  His sexy, firm chest flexed under his own weight.  Kathleen
leaned forward and Chase indulged her with a tender kiss, caressing her
tongue, and then paused.
   Molly was watching them from below.  Chase and Kathleen smiled at each
other as Molly pushed Chase toward Kathleen, and they kissed again, this
time much longer, with a building passion.  Chase could hardly believe it
was happening--tasting his mother's sweet lips while deep inside his
sister.
   Molly moaned at the beautiful display of affection.  It was turning her
on to a whole new level of arousal.
   Just then, Jon walked into the bathroom to take off his clothes.  He
followed his usual routine of brushing his teeth before stripping naked and
flipping off the lights.
   Chase heard his father coming in and instinctively stopped moving.  They
all watched him climb into bed, his eyes not yet adjusted to the dark room.
Jon went to grab the covers and noticed the extra bodies in bed with him.
   "What the...!"
   Molly reached over and grabbed his hand, holding it tight.  Chase
bravely resumed fucking Molly.
   Jon scanned the faint silhouettes in the bed next to him, disbelieving
what his eyes were trying to tell him.  He could make out Kathleen's form
leaning against the headboard.  "Kathleen?" he implored.
   Kathleen reached over and felt his abdomen, sliding her hand down to his
package, where she felt his balls.  She grasped his soft penis and stroked
it several times in a loving welcome gesture, and in a plea to accept the
inconceivable lovemaking going on in his bed.  He said nothing more as his
cock began to grow at Kathleen's touch.  Jon didn't know whether to be
appalled or aroused.  He felt the sexual frustration he had been enduring
for the past several days begin to evaporate in the calm, dark atmosphere
of his bedroom.  He hadn't expected this, and he wasn't sure what was going
to happen, but the comfort he was feeling right this second trumped all
other emotions.  He lay down on his side and accepted the sight of the
unspeakably beautiful sex going on right next to him.
   Molly put her legs up high for Chase, and he drove into her harder,
leaning down to kiss her.  Molly put her arms around his head and held him
tight while she whispered in his ear.  "Don't cum, Chase.  Save it for
Mom."
   "Do you want to watch me fuck Mom?" he whispered.  As the lurid words
dripped off his tongue, his passion gained a climactic new summit.  Neither
Kathleen nor Jon could hear what they were saying.
   "Yes," she whispered sweetly.  "But, not like you did last night.  Be
gentle with her.  Make love to her."
   Chase had to slow down.  Just talking about it was going to make him
cum. He kissed Molly gently while he held still, waiting on the feeling of
the approaching orgasm to recede.  His heart beat hard in his chest, his
sexual arousal above and beyond what he had thought was it's peak,
anticipating what his sister had graciously arranged for him and his
mother.
   Molly waited for Chase to withdraw before she got up on her knees and
turned around to face Kathleen.  Without saying a word, she gently slipped
Kathleen's nightgown over her head, tossing it to her dad.  Jon caught it
and held it close to him, anxiously awaiting what would happen next.  Molly
leaned into her mother to whisper in her ear, her bare nipples brushing
against Kathleen's.  She loved how it felt, and made some subtle sideways
movements to accentuate the exquisite intimate contact, pausing silently at
her mother's ear to prolong the sensation.  At last, she finally spoke. 
"Chase is going to make love to you now." She said it loud enough for Jon
to hear.
   Kathleen glanced at Jon.  He lay on his side, clutching her nightgown,
his eyes now adjusted to the room, and gazing at the two beautiful, naked
women.  He said nothing, but his pleasant expression was all the acceptance
Kathleen needed.  Molly scooted out of the way and gently brought her
mother's head to Chase's, encouraging them to kiss.  Molly lay down with
her back to Jon and scooted her soft behind against his erection.  Jon put
his arm around his daughter and they watched quietly together.
   Kathleen nimbly lay down in front of Chase in the same position Molly
had been in, her legs resting on top of Chase's thighs, her pert breasts
heaving slightly in breathless anticipation.  Chase leaned down and kissed
his mother deeply, slipping his tongue into her eager mouth, and then
kissing down to her chin.  The night before, he had mindlessly fucked her
brains out.  Tonight, he was going to make love to his mom.  He kissed her
neck, tasting her sweet skin, smelling her, savoring the moment of
anticipation before he would penetrate the vagina that gave him birth;
making love to the sexiest woman he'd ever known.
   Chase's hard dick positioned at the opening of his mother's wet,
quivering, shaven pussy.  Kathleen touched his face, anticipating the full
feeling that her son's wide cock was going to provide.  "Are you ready,
baby?" she asked softly.  She reached down and pressed on his ass with her
other hand; her palm spread wide open across his crack, nudging him toward
her.  "Are you ready for me?" she asked again, her voice high, as if she
was much younger.  Kathleen allowed the hand she had on his ass to relax,
letting her fingers come together, no longer taught, no longer braced from
falling between his cheeks.  Her middle two fingers dipped in and touched
him, not in the way a young girl would, but in a way an experienced lover
knew would turn him on.  Chase had never before felt someone's loving
fingers there before.  He welcomed his mother's exploring hands with both
surprise and full consent.
   She pressed him harder, nudging him into her.  His hard tool, still
glistening with wetness from Molly's vagina, effortlessly plunged into his
mother.  "Oh, God, baby!" Kathleen exclaimed.  The sudden shock of her
son's large penis invading her small pussy was exquisite!  Her arm slammed
down on the bed, her hand desperately grasping for Molly, who grabbed it
and brought it to her lips, shushing her mother while she held her hand.
   Chase put his weight on his knees, but held his body down close to his
mother, touching her breasts with his firm chest while he drove into her.
   Molly was finally witnessing the adulterous intimacy she had fantasized
about.  Just watching Chase's sexy body in lovemaking motion was nearly
enough to make her cum, but when it was their mother his sexy hips were
driving into, their mother whom he was kissing softly, it was almost too
much.  "Look at him, Mom.  Look at his beautiful eyes.  He loves you so
much!" Molly couldn't contain her enthusiasm.
   Kathleen nodded, gazing into Chase's blue-gray eyes as he effortlessly
glided through her engorged, slickly lined canal, her sexy secretions
mixing with Molly's and Chase's inside her womb.  Chase never looked away
from her eyes, even when he gently kissed her, and stroked her at the pace
he knew she wanted.  Kathleen looked into her son's beautiful eyes and
attempted to speak, but her open mouth was silent.
   Jon watched with an almost guilty pleasure this sexy young man make
exquisite love to his wife.  He had seen Kathleen off to have sex with
other men countless times, but he'd not once witnessed it with his own
eyes. He had never wanted to--until now.  None of those men had ever really
made love to her--until now.  Chase was making love to her, kissing,
stroking, gazing--loving her the way she deserved.
   Kathleen moved to spread her legs wider and Chase helped her by getting
back on his knees.  He took her by the inside of her knees and pushed them
back.  Kathleen grimaced at the pain; she was still feeling it from last
night.  After awhile, her muscles relaxed enough that she could contort
without pain.
   He didn't want to handle her like he did last night, but he couldn't
resist taking advantage of her gymnast's flexibility once more.  He slowly,
gently pushed her knees down onto the bed, sliding his hands up to her
calves and helping them down to touch the bed behind her head, until she
was contorted into the most extreme sexy position, her pussy pointed toward
the ceiling, her ass cheeks gaping open.  Chase easily fucked her deeply as
Molly looked on in amazement.
   "That is so sexy!" Molly exclaimed to her dad.  "I didn't know she could
do something like that."
   "Your mom has a very special body," Jon said with a laugh.
   "Oh my God," Molly said under her breath as she watched Chase's firm ass
drive his cock into Kathleen's wide-open pussy, pushed unnaturally out
above the rest of her contorted body.  Kathleen, encouraged by Molly's
comments decided to show off her talents just a little, and slowly
stretched, raising her head, bending her knees, until she was able to tuck
her ankles behind her head.  It was a beautiful thing to see, and Molly
couldn't get enough of it.
   Molly got up onto her knees, within reach of her brother and mother and
reached out to touch them.  Their lovemaking was the sexiest sight she had
ever beheld, and she just wanted to feel them.  Chase moaned as he felt his
sister's hand creep onto the soft skin of his behind, rubbing, caressing
every inch of it, her fingers occasionally probing between his cheeks,
while her other hand touched Kathleen's breasts.  She encouraged Chase to
keep thrusting by pressing on his ass the same way his mother had.  Her
hand slipped down to his scrotum and held it against Kathleen's ass,
allowing it to rub slightly up and down on her tender orifice with each
thrust.  The feeling of Chase's balls on her ass and Molly's hand on her
tits was nothing short of ecstasy for Kathleen.  She licked Chase's neck,
making a trail down to his chest and back up.
   Chase looked down at his mother's folded, naked body and suddenly had an
overwhelming urge to taste her, to drink from the sweet fountain that was
so luridly presented.  He pulled out without warning and slammed face-first
into her spread open pussy, lapping up the medley of fluids inside. 
Kathleen gasped at Chase's urgent quaffing, captivated by his profound
insistence on consuming her every crevice.  He pushed his nose deep into
her pussy while his tongue pressed against her anus, prying it open
slightly with the tip, wiggling stiffly, persistently, finally gaining
entrance.  Kathleen maintained her contorted position, liberally offering
her ass and pussy for her son's salacious appetite.
   Jon and Molly were both ready to burst with arousal.  Jon had been
intently watching his daughter's bent-over ass while she was rubbing the
two lovers.  He reached out and touched Molly's foot.  The touch sparked a
desire in Molly that she had nearly neglected, being so enraptured by the
lovemaking of her mother and brother.  It was time to consummate their
share of this beautiful tryst.  It was time to feel her daddy inside her.
   Molly spread her knees apart on the bed and lowered her head, looking
back at Jon, seductively.  Jon took her cue and got on his knees behind his
voluptuous daughter.  The beauty of Molly's ass in that position made Jon's
hard dick impossibly harder.  She spread her legs even further as he
approached her, pressing her tits into the mattress, parting her glistening
slit, opening up her ass for her daddy to see.  She was ready, right now.
   Kathleen was watching them as the two assumed their sex position.  Jon
scooted up behind Molly and dragged his massive erection down the crack of
her warm ass, on its way to her slippery slit.  "God, Jon!" Kathleen
exclaimed.  "Be gentle.  Don't hurt my baby." Kathleen was concerned about
the sheer size of Jon's tool being applied to her little girl.
   Chase stopped pleasuring his mother and watched, allowing Kathleen to
relax and straighten her body out.  Molly laid her face on the bed, looking
at the other two, her ass high in the air, her facial expression a mix of
pain and pleasure as Jon penetrated her teen pussy, her wide open mouth
revealing the temporary discomfort she was enduring.  Kathleen was on her
back, in reach of her daughter, and brushed the hair on her head with her
fingers, tempering her pain while Jon worked himself further into her. 
Molly let out a high-pitched moan as the pain faded to pleasure, her ass
pushed out as far as it could go for her daddy.
   Jon watched her ass jiggle wonderfully with each thrust, his hips
slamming into her soft cushion, his balls brushing against her pubic hair.
He grabbed one of her shoulders and held her body back against him as he
stopped thrusting and began grinding against her soft, warm ass--an ass
softer and sweeter than any he'd ever pressed his thighs against.
   Chase moved over and lay on his back, with his head near Molly's.  Molly
kissed the lips of his inverted head, smelling and tasting the remnant
juices from her mother's vagina on his chin, while Jon continued stroking
her wet pussy.  Kathleen slid onto Chase and brought her head near her two
children's.  Chase stopped kissing Molly long enough to give his mother the
same attention.  Kathleen was feeling gratitude on the heaviest order.  She
knew it was her daughter that had brilliantly orchestrated this tryst.  It
was her daughter that understood how beautiful expressing their forbidden
love could be.  Her lips found Molly's and she gave her the same sweet kiss
she had just given Chase.  Chase's cock found the entrance to his mother's
vagina once again and he slipped it in, his body bearing the full weight of
his mother.  Kathleen wailed in ecstasy at being penetrated again by her
son.
   The two women lingered near each other, kissing lightly, each enjoying
the quiet moans of the other, sharing their lovemaking experience in gentle
solidarity.  It was the most beautiful thing they had experienced together.
For Molly, this was her sexual dream fulfilled--sharing her true love with
the most important woman in the world.  For Kathleen, it was seeing the
happiness her kids provided each other shared in such a natural and loving
way.  It was how they were willing to make open love, not only for their
own benefit, but to help their parents find a new way of maintaining their
physical love.
   "Make her cum, Chase," Molly said to her brother, her lips touching
Kathleen's.  She wanted to experience her mother having an orgasm with her
beautiful lover at the helm.  She kissed her mother, tenderly grazing her
tongue.  "We love you so much," Molly said to Kathleen.  "Cum for us." She
kissed her again.  "Make her cum, Chase." Talking to her mother this way
was working up her own orgasm.  The more she talked, the hotter she got. 
She sensed it was working for Kathleen too as her breathing was getting
heavy.  Chase stroked her ever harder from below.  "He's so sexy, Mom!  Cum
for him," she repeated, her own breathing becoming labored.  She put her
mouth directly on Kathleen's ear and whispered softly so the men couldn't
hear.  "Cum for me."
   Kathleen could feel it building.  It was going to happen right here in
everyone's presence.  She wasn't expecting to even be able to cum in this
situation--an orgasm was a one-on-one experience, and there were too many
distractions in the room.  But, for a moment, it was just her and
Molly--the two of them alone, fulfilling each other's secret unspoken
fantasy, consummating their love by the proxy of their loving men.  She let
go of her last remaining speck of inhibition, that inhibition that
complicated fulfilling her deepest unconscious desires.  It evaporated away
like a raindrop on the hot pavement, leaving behind a strange, warm feeling
in her chest, one that drew her like a magnet to her daughter.  She kissed
Molly, this time initiating contact of their tongues.  Deeply, she invaded
her mouth, savoring the taste of her feminine sweetness for the first time.
   Molly was now up on her hands, surprised and awakened by Kathleen's
sudden desire for her girl-affection.  She nearly wept at her blessed
acquiescence; it was more than she'd hoped for.  Quietly, but intensely,
the two beautiful women made love to each other, if only with their mouths,
their bodies being dutifully serviced by the men.
   "Yes," Molly said, as Kathleen broke away from her lips to kiss her
neck. "Yes," she said again.  It was here.  Her wildest fantasy was playing
out in her parents' bed.  Molly moaned loudly as her climax approached, her
mother's lips and nose gently caressing her skin, her father's cock
stroking her deeply.  Molly focused on listening to her mother's breathing,
her slight moans induced by Chase's loving thrusting.  Molly's pussy,
filled by her father's massive cock began to contract.  Jon continued
smoothly thrusting into her slippery, convulsing hole as her orgasm
consumed her body.
   Molly's high-pitched staccato breaths, timed with each thrust of her
father, revealed her ecstasy to Kathleen, whose own orgasm had already
begun.  Kathleen's breasts rubbed back and forth on her son's chest as he
rapidly slammed his large cock into her.  Kathleen's body was consumed with
her son's and daughter's love.  She closed her eyes and touched her
daughter's face as her pussy began to convulse.  "I'm cumming...I'm cumming
for you, baby!" Kathleen whispered in Molly's ear as her vagina discharged
fresh juice down Chase's cock, saturating his pubic hair and dripping onto
his balls.
   Chase thrust hard and deep into his mother's hairless pussy as he
watched in lurid amazement, his two favorite women kissing feverishly,
moaning into each other's mouths, each enjoying her climax in the loving
comfort of the other.  This unexpected turn of events, watching these two
beautiful women make love, brought on his own orgasm in a rush.  He
concentrated on making it good for his mom, while he came inside her, but
not moving her around too violently, allowing her and Molly to continue
their kissing.
   Jon looked down on the exquisite pile of sweaty bodies, enraptured by
the beauty of the two women he loved more than anyone, convulsing together
in their shared, but private moment of sexual freedom.  It had required all
the stamina he possessed as a lover to hold back his own climax until now.
Like the last standing domino in the line, his resolve finally fell.  Jon
released into his daughter's sweet pussy days and days of pent-up sexual
frustration in thick ropes of cum, coating the inside of Molly's vagina,
mixing with her own fresh juices.  Molly felt her daddy's semen pumping
into her as her own climax began to fade.
   Until this moment, Molly's wildest fantasy had been to be with Chase and
Kathleen when they made love.  Being able to touch her and love on her was
a bonus; having simultaneous orgasms with her seemed beyond the realm of
possibility, and even Molly hadn't dared to dream such a fantasy.  But it
happened.  She felt as though she and her mother had just made love.
   Kathleen lay her head in Chase's chest, both of them breathing heavily
in their post-orgasmic calm.  Molly turned around to kiss her daddy
lovingly before laying down on Chase next to her mother.  Kathleen reached
out and touched Molly's face, gently conveying her gratitude for bringing
them all together the way she did.
   "Thank you," she whispered to Molly.  She wasn't thanking her for her
brilliant skills as a sexual surrogate, or for the beautiful sex itself. 
Her gratitude was for the sudden evaporation of the dark cloud that had
threatened to remain over her relationship with Jon.  She sensed their
incessant need for alternative sexual relationships diminishing right there
in the bedroom.  It was a strange, unexpected epiphany.  It was as though
every swinging relationship they'd had up to now was just empty
sex--nothing to lament upon its loss.  They didn't love Will and Sara; they
were using them just as they were being used.  It took an experience of
unspeakable taboo to make them realize it--an experience that went against
everything society had taught them.  But society wasn't in their bedroom.
What they had all shared together was love--unselfish, uninhibited,
uncomplicated love.
   She continued kissing her kids, first Molly, then Chase, and then back
to Molly, holding off the conclusion of this sweetest love making for just
a little longer.  She didn't know if they would ever experience something
like this again.  All she really knew was she loved all of them, and her
need to be physically close to her husband was at this moment completely
overwhelming her.
   She finally got up from Chase and crawled over to Jon, who had laid down
on his side and hardly moved since his orgasm.  She tentatively snuggled up
to her husband, unsure of what to make of her new feelings for him. 
Somehow she felt closer to him than she ever had before.  They had given
each other almost no attention through this experience, save for the loving
regard they had shown the group.  She was ready to give him her full
attention, to show him how he was and would always be her number one man.
She kissed him gently, not speaking.  Jon looked into his beautiful wife's
eyes.  They both sensed that their relationship had gained a new plateau.
   They both had harbored secrets that no longer carried any consequences.
Showing their love for each other would be easy from here on out, without a
need for external validation.  Their loving children had freed them from
that.  What this family had shared tonight was impenetrable.
   Chase and Molly watched their parents loving on each other for several
minutes, kissing and touching as if they were alone in the room.  They
decided that they should allow them to be alone, their own need for privacy
suddenly becoming evident to them as well.
   Molly got up from the bed and took Chase by the hands, helping him up.
The two naked couples separated as the kids walked out into the hall,
stopping to embrace and kiss just outside the door.  Molly's head was as
clear as a bell, realizing her parents' true love was rekindled, and the
young love she had with Chase was growing on the firmest of foundations. 
She felt closer to all of them than she ever had, and knew the love she had
with Chase would never diminish.
   "I love you so much," she said between kisses.  The closeness she felt
toward Chase was no longer on par with what she felt for her parents.  They
were now in a class by themselves.  Her ever-lingering need to explore sex
with them seemed to have been left on the other side of their bedroom door,
sealed off like a confidential file after an accomplished mission.  She
sucked on Chase's neck, unable to get enough of him.  She put a leg up on
his hip, practically mounting him.  She reached down and rubbed his balls,
the moisture from their mother's vagina still clinging to them.
   The two couples had delved into the deepest taboo, casting inhibition to
the wind, allowing everyone the satisfaction of exploring what their
darkest fantasies required, and had emerged with love stronger than any of
them had imagined.  Molly touched her nose to Chase's and closed her eyes.
"Make love to me, baby," she said to him in a thin voice.
   She had called him baby again--not pretending to be their mother, and
not in a facetious tone, but as his true love.  It was the sweetest sound
Chase had ever heard.
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