Author’s note: If you aren’t a fan of stories where a majority of the characters have little to no morals, please don’t read this. You’ve been warned. Move along if this concept doesn’t intrigue you. There are some evil and screwed up people in this story. The sexually active son may be the lesser of the evils.
This isn’t a lighthearted love story. Its companion piece “Juicy J” is far more upbeat and lighthearted. Feel free to read that story (about Lilly’s sister) if you prefer that style.
This one is also layered tale with several characters. One minor character may say something that another major character draws from later one. Things are connected. If you want a simpler tale with only two characters then please don’t read this.
Editing thanks go to Todger65.
Lilly was crying. The slap her mother gave her caused the 36 year old to break down. Though the pain from the slap wasn’t the main cause of her tears – her world was falling apart. She suspected her husband, Judd, was having an affair. Lilly also did something she vowed to her twin sister she would never do – go to their mother for help.
“Get a hold yourself Lilly!” Her mother, Darla, scolded her. “You brought this on yourself!”
Lilly wiped away her tears and nodded, sniffing, she was able to muster a quiet reply, “I just don’t know what to do.”
“You don’t know what to do? I’ll tell you what to do,” Darla said, pointing her index finger in her daughter’s face, “you get out there and you do what is necessary to make that man jealous and realize his errors.”
“I don’t have proof that he’s – ” Lilly countered.
“Yes you do. Your intuition. You know it’s true,” Darla interrupted her.
Lilly nodded once more, looking to the floor. Her and Judd’s sex life had gone down the toilet, he was working later hours at the law firm, his body had improved, becoming sexier than it already was, often causing Lilly to have masturbatory fantasies as she lay in bed alone late at night. She even saw pieces of pubic hair in the bathroom, on the floor around the toilet or trash can. She guessed he was grooming himself and must’ve missed the picking up a few hairs.
The tears welling up again, Lilly asked, “What do I do?”
“You find a man, take him to bed, and sleep with him. Judd will smell his cologne, he will notice it, he will figure things out and he will come crawling back to you. Men like him disgust me,” Darla said, causing her daughter to wince at her harsh words.
“They marry someone, but have a whole stable of women on the side. The second their lonely wife at home catches on and sleeps around, he feels threatened; he doesn’t want to lose that little wife and his house and his toys in a divorce. So he will change. Just like your father,” Darla said, speaking from personal experience.
Lilly sat at the kitchen table, rubbing her throbbing temples, “I just don’t know,” said through the tears.
“Look for opportunities. Call your cousin, Marie, she’s been sleeping around on her husband since they’ve been together,” Darla explained, pouring herself more coffee in the kitchen behind Lilly.
A million thoughts were running through Lilly’s head. She questioned her logic for going to her mother for help. However, she had no friends, no social life, no one to turn to. She didn’t want to go talk to a psychiatrist or a counselor about her problems, so she gave in and talked to the one person she promised her sister she wouldn’t. Lilly then thought about her twin, Jessica, having fled Florida shortly after turning 18, and now living in Los Angeles. They hadn’t spoken in quite some time; Lilly didn’t want to burden Jessica with her troubles.
The thought of sex with another man made Lilly cry even more. She was incredibly shy and introverted. She assumed meeting someone on her own would be near impossible.
“I’ll call Marie and tell her to call you, since I know you probably don’t have the courage to do it yourself,” Darla rolled her eyes from the kitchen. “You two can go shopping, hang out, Marie can set you up with one of her friends. I’ll do all the work for you, this time.”
“If that idiot husband of yours doesn’t catch on that you, too, are sleeping around, then you are on your own. It’ll serve you right for marrying a scumbag like him,” Darla said setting her coffee on the table.
“Do you understand?” Darla asked a smug grin on her face.
Lilly nodded once more, sighing to herself. “Good, now leave, I’m expecting company.”
Lilly did as she was told and headed home. A few minutes later she arrived, heading straight to her bedroom, closing the door and cried while sitting on the bed. She composed herself and finally let her mother’s advice sink in. “Maybe it would work, like it did with dad,” She thought.
Getting up, standing in front of bathroom mirror, she noticed her red roots were showing. She decided to put on a fresh coat of black dye if she and Marie did go out. Lilly shook her head, looking at her face, unhappy with her pale, white skin. She smiled, observing her corrected snaggletooth grin. Her overbite wasn’t as severe as it was in her teen years, her husband complimenting her pearly white smile, slightly prominent incisors, and “pretty little mouth” as he called it early on in their relationship. Now, Lilly couldn’t remember the last time Judd complimented her.
Lilly studied her mouth, it was slightly small, but had nice full lips. She remembered to her teen years, sucking Judd’s cock, listening to him smugly urging her to “suck that horse dick.” Her mouth hurt afterward, but she loved every second, and inch of it.
Judd was who she lost her virginity to. They started dating in high school. Lilly would watch him play football from the bleachers, thinking how lucky she was to have him, not the cheerleaders. She recalled Judd telling her long ago that when she first started showing up to his games in 10th grade to watch him, he wondered if he ever have sex with her. By the time she was 17, Lilly was pregnant with their only child, Jake.
Lilly stared into her light green eyes in the mirror, smiling slightly, pleased that her face still looked fairly young – hardly any wrinkles, and somewhat child-like in appearance. She still got regularly carded at the grocery store when buying wine. She was even mistaken as a college student at the nearby library during one of her book hunting sessions a few months ago. That smile quickly faded when she thought of Judd again.
She asked why she married him. She wondered if it was because of his big, “horse dick” as he called it. Lilly thought of his personality. Judd was arrogant, cocky, a go-getter, and a power hungry leader. He was the total opposite of Lilly. She was quiet, reserved, meek, and a follower, not a leader. She felt safe with him, like he was in control, like he was taking care of her. She stayed with him. She followed Judd to the same college, sleeping with him, all along the way, and then marrying him shortly after graduation.
His parents happily help raise their son, Jake, while Lilly and Judd finished school. Judd went onto law school; Lilly raised Jake, working part time jobs here and there while Judd’s parents continued to chip in. It didn’t take Judd long to rise in ranks at a business law firm in Miami, moving his family into a upscale neighborhood, paying for Lilly to get her tubes tied, paying for some corrective dental work, and paying for the luxurious life they now live.
Lilly shook her head once more. It was time for her to inspect her body. Undressing herself, standing nude in front of her bathroom mirror, she looked over her pale body. She was a lean 5’8” hourglass. She wasn’t too curvy, somewhat petite, and had round, perky, medium sized breasts with small nipples. She combed her fingers through her dyed black hair, letting her locks fall over her breasts, before pushing the hair back over her shoulder.
Turning to the side, she observed her butt and thighs. They weren’t too muscular or toned; however, she was proud of her bubble butt.
“Why couldn’t I just offer sex more often?” She asked herself, putting her clothing back on. She knew the answer – she didn’t want to bother Judd, she didn’t want to disturb him in case he was too busy or had too much on his mind. Lilly wanted him to make the first moves so she would know without doubt that he wanted sex.
Later that night, before she slept, Lilly thought of Judd and her nine years ago on the beach one night celebrating their five year anniversary.
“Shh, shh, you have to be quiet baby,” Judd said, rolling on top of her in the sand, as the moonlight shone down on them.
Going to his knees, he pulled her up, standing and walking to the water. Lilly moaned as quietly as she could, running her hands over Judd’s massive biceps and shoulders, while he bounced her in the water. He had convinced her to come to this secluded beach that night. She was nervous about getting caught, but trusted his leadership, and submitted to him.
“Wh-wh-what about sharks?” Lilly managed to ask in between breathes.
“I’ll just scare it off with my horse dick, baby,” Judd joked.
“Ahh! Yes!” she cried out in the humid summer night.
Lilly shook the memory from her head, crying herself to sleep.
Lilly spent more time with her cousin, Marie, the following week than she had in years. Marie took her shopping, buying her sexy short dresses, new makeup products, and shoes. The tall, big breasted blonde, knew exactly what to buy and look for.
Lilly didn’t feel sexy, but Marie assured her she was. “Wow, I do great work,” Marie smiled, putting the final touches on Lilly’s eye makeup. Bright red lipstick, smoky styled eye shadow, and her hair combed out long and parted in the middle was quite a departure from Lilly’s usual more homey appearance.
“We’re going to have a great night,” Marie said, hopping into her car. Marie’s Aunt Darla had informed her of Lilly’s situation. Marie was happy to help her cousin.
“We’re meeting two friends tonight. They are brothers. I’ll be Ronnie’s date and you’ll be Rodney’s,” Marie explained while driving.
“Mmm, he is going to love you!” She said, patting Lilly’s bare thigh, her short hot pink dress riding up.
“I can’t believe I’m going through with this,” Lilly thought to herself, looking out the passenger side window. She hardly saw Judd in the past week, when she did, there was hardly any words exchanged. She wanted him to rip her clothes off and take her, but he showed zero interest in even interacting with her. Most nights were spent crying herself to sleep, after Judd got home late. All this led her to believe her deranged mother’s deranged plan might actually have some merit, and might actually get Judd to take more notice.
Rodney slammed into Lilly from behind, his hand pinning her down by her neck, the other gripping her waist. She cried out from pleasure and pain – but mostly pain.
“Ahh!” She cried out once more, her hands gripping her bed sheets, her knuckles turning white. He was huge, he was forceful, he was a pure brute.
One more powerful thrust into her, and he groaned, leaving her cervix in pain. Lilly couldn’t believe she was going through with it, but Rodney’s scent filled her bedroom.
Another hour passed and Rodney was dripping sweat on to Lilly’s back, holding her by her wrists, repeatedly slamming into her, shaking the bed violently. Lilly’s eyes rolled into the back of her head, her dangling breasts jiggling from each hard impact. “Please work, please work, please notice this,” she said to herself, feeling her body tense up, wishing with all her might Rodney was Judd.
The large brute groaned again, sliding his cock out, stroking it a few times and spraying semen all over Lilly’s back. He was done, finally.
“See you later,” Rodney, said gathering his clothes, finding his keys.
Lilly lay there, catching her breath, semen drying on her back. She was so close to cumming, thinking about Judd, and this plan, but was never able to achieve it.
A little later she slid out of bed, wiped the cum off her back with some of her dirty clothes, and got back into bed, still nude. She was wide awake, in the dark bedroom, when Judd finally arrived home, saying nothing, not noticing she was naked.
Rodney was there every other day for the next month. He’d leave the gym and go to Lilly’s, banging her up against the shower wall. He’d come over sometimes after midnight, when Judd was home, Lilly meeting him outside, bouncing up and down on him in his car, hoping her husband would hear or see it. Nothing worked.
Lilly found herself enjoying it, feeling better about things, thinking that maybe if Judd is sleeping around, she was too, and they were now even.
Rodney left over gym shorts, boxer shorts, Lilly slept nude usually, not bothering to wash the semen off her face or back – but nothing worked. There was no change to Judd’s behavior at all.
Lilly found herself at her mother’s once more. “You know deep down you are a whore. Start acting like it!” Darla scolded her again.
“I’m not a whore!” Lilly cried.
“Oh don’t give me that. Yes you are. You just haven’t realized it yet. Get out there and sleep with someone close to Judd, like a client, or business partner. He will surely catch on,” Darla explained, taking a sip of wine.
Lilly started crying, she had no idea who to go after. She knew none of Judd’s business contacts. Luckily for her, opportunity presented itself.
There were rare occasions, maybe once a year, where Judd would invite Lilly to an event with him. Usually one of his clients was opening a new office building, a new business, or had recently closed on some property and so on. Judd was one of the lawyers that oversaw some of these business transactions. He was invited to grand openings from time to time. Lilly, now distrusting Judd assumed he only invited her to make himself appear like a nice, family oriented man to a particular client.
Lilly picked out one of the sexy dresses Marie bought her, not receiving a single compliment from Judd, and went with him.
Adjusting her dress in the bathroom mirror at the hotel where the dinner and party event was held, her lips curled into a small smile, “I’m going to find someone closer to Judd tonight. I’ll take him to bed.”
What little confidence she gained was lost when she re-entered the convention hall, seeing its attendants having doubled in size, her introversion kicked in. This was going to be a challenge for Lilly to strike up a conversion with someone, much less a stranger, in hopes it leads to sex.
She watched the extroverted Judd, chat and laugh with Don. He lived in the same neighborhood and was a partner at the law firm. Lilly thought about talking to him, but was too nervous. Looking around the room she saw three people she knew.
She saw Wayne and Denise, the couple that lived next door, and she saw Ronnie. She was surprised to see him there, not sure how he was connected to this event. She cleared her throat and tapped that large black man’s arm from behind.
“Oh hey! Lilly right?” Ronnie said. Lilly smiled and nodded politely.
“How are you?” he asked.
“I’m good. You? How are you associated with this?” Lilly asked.
“Great!” Ronnie replied, far more friendlier and upbeat than his younger brother, Rodney. “Oh well, I do some marketing and sales for the owner of the company that bought this property and developed the shopping center. So I got invited to the event too. You?”
“My, uh,” Lilly paused, thinking she didn’t want Ronnie to know she was married, but figured it didn’t matter, “husband is part of the law firm that did the due diligence. Stuff like that,” Lilly answered.
“Oh great, great,” Ronnie said, glancing at Lilly’s cleavage. “Would you like some punch?”
Lilly glanced over to Judd, seeing him laughing, still talking to one of his partners. “Sure,” she smiled.
Lilly felt awkward in the midst of the crowded convention room. Everyone was talking, interacting with others, and she simply stood there, waiting for the punch that was taking a long time to arrive. She looked over at the table and saw Ronnie talking and laughing with Denise – her neighbor.
Lilly had always been slightly envious of Denise. She was a gorgeous brunette with a curvy figure, large breasts and long, thick hair. Her personality was something to be admired too. Outgoing, personable, funny, charming, extroverted, everything Lilly was not. Denise hardly wore makeup, she didn’t have to, a little eye shadow was it. Lilly, following Marie’s makeup tutelage, felt hers was caked on. Denise was also very nice to Lilly’s son, Jake, maybe even a little too nice. Lilly often found Jake standing by the fence that separated their back yards, talking and laughing with Denise. Sometimes he’d go swimming over there. Lilly assumed Jake, who was a couple years younger that Denise’s son was simply filling a void for her.
Several minutes passed, no punch, no Ronnie. She looked over at where she last saw him, he was gone. Lilly left the large room, disappointed, feeling silly, wanting some fresh air for a few minutes. Heading down the hallway, the loud noise of the crowd getting quieter and quieter as she made her way toward an exit, Lilly heard a new sound.
It was coming from storage closest. Lilly put her ear against it, listening to moans, grunts, and slaps. She gasped, and slowly cracked the door of the closet to peek inside. Her eyes widened when she saw Denise, completely naked, squatting up and down on Ronnie’s cock, her hands propping herself up just below his chest. His hands were behind his head, he was smiling watching Denise bounce up and down on him, her mouth open, her face contorted with pleasure.
Lilly quietly closed the crack door and quickly made her way back to the large banquet hall. She immediately went up to Wayne, Denise’s husband, and said hello.
Wayne smiled, gently laying Lilly onto her back in his bed, “I’ve been wanting you since I moved into this bitch’s house,” he said, referring to his wife. He kissed her mouth, then licked along her neck, down to her breasts.
“I’m going to enjoy this,” said the smug looking, late 40s, bloodsucking lawyer. After Lilly said hello, an hour later they were back at Wayne’s house, at his insistence, naked, and in bed. Lilly wanted it to happen in her bed, but figured this was fine, since it was right next door to her home.
“What about Denise?” Lilly asked.
“I texted her, letting her know I didn’t feel well and was heading home. I’m sure she’ll get a ride from someone,” Wayne said, pinning Lilly’s hands down. Reaching over to the other side of his bed, he found his belt.
“Ready?” Wayne asked. Lilly gulped and nodded her head. Wayne tied her wrists to one of the headboard rail.
It went on for hours, well after midnight. He dominated her, slapped her, ate her, and fucked her royally. Lilly thought if only it were Judd doing this, how amazing it’d be. But it wasn’t Judd, it was some jerk he worked with next door that she hoped Judd would come looking for her and find her there. In some distorted, psychotic way, Lilly thought getting caught would bring her and Judd closer together.
She was sore when she left. Lilly limped out of Wayne’s front door, seeing a strange car parked in his driveway. The car was shaking and rocking back and forth. Lilly heard the muffled cries of a woman climaxing. She assumed it was Denise and Ronnie but wasn’t sure. She headed home, showered, climbed into an empty bed. She started crying once more. 30 minutes later, Judd finally showed up.
“Ahh!” Lilly cried out in pain. She was on fours on Wayne’s bed, tied up, being spanked with a belt. Her butt and back had large, red, whelps on it.
“Take it! Whore!” Wayne shouted, whipping her again.
“I’m not a whore,” Lilly thought. Her affair with Wayne had been going on for month. It was early March. Wayne whipped her again. She was used to it. She had been tied, gagged, slapped, sodomized, urinated on – Wayne was disgusting.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, especially after coming home late to find Judd asleep or not there at all, she enjoyed it. She enjoyed being taken and dominated in such a way. But this strategy wasn’t working.
Wayne was on top of her, grinding into her as hard as he could, his hand at her throat, her hands bound above her head. He was cumming again, except this time; he was choking her too hard. Lilly’s eyes rolled into the back of her head, she couldn’t breathe. Finally Wayne released his grip and rolled off her. He untied her and asked her to clean his cock.
“No, I have to go. We’re done,” Lilly said grabbing her clothes.
“Done? What do you mean?” Wayne said.
“I’m leaving. We’re through doing this,” Lilly explained, putting on her shirt.
“If you leave I’ll tell your husband you seduced me. I’ll tell him you got me drunk, and – ” Wayne said.
“Go ahead,” Lilly interrupted him, walking out the door, leaving him speechless. She looked over into their backyard and saw Denise, lounging in a chair by their swimming pool, laughing while talking on her cell phone with someone, oblivious and not caring about what’s been happening in her home. Lilly wondered, why they too, were still married.
Lilly went to see her mother the next day. She was out of ideas. She was crying, saying she’s failed, nothing is working, and nothing is changing things. She was met with another slap, followed by her mother reminding her that she was a whore and to act like one.
Lilly started to counter Darla, insisting that she wasn’t a whore, but didn’t bother.
“Strike him where it will hurt the most. His blood,” Darla said.
“What? What are you talking about?” Lilly said through the tears.
“His flesh and blood,” Darla said, raising an eyebrow. Lilly looked on confused.
“His son, Lilly. His flesh and blood. Strike him there and he will notice, he will be hurt the most, he will be putty in your hand to think you resorted to your own child for your needs,” Darla said.
“Think how utterly humiliated he would be to know you stooped to that level. ‘What have I done?’ he’ll whimper. ‘How could I have driven her to do this?’ he’ll cry. Then he’ll talk to you about it, maybe see if the two of you could get counseling and repair all this damage,” Darla explained.
Lilly looked on in shock, her mouth open, tears stopped.
“Jake looks exactly like Judd. Does he not? His thick dark hair, gorgeous eyes, bright smile, chiseled features. Ooh I bet that will burn so good, mmm,” Darla closed her eyes, savoring her words.
Lilly stood, turning her back on her mother, peering out into her backyard. She had no idea how to respond. She shook her head and whispered, “I can’t.”
“You can’t? You can’t? Don’t hand me that!” Darla spun Lilly around to face her. “No man in their right mind could resist you! No man could resist these!” Darla pulled her daughter’s button up top apart, buttons popping out. She then pulled the bra down, revealing Lilly’s breasts.
“Do you understand? No man, not even your son!” Darla grabbed Lilly’s breast, squeezing them hard, and leaned in close, “not even your father,” she sneered into her face before releasing Lilly’s breasts.
Darla retrieved more wine from her refrigerator, pouring herself another glass at 11am.
“Get out,” she told Lilly.
Lilly closed her mouth, adjust her bra, pulled her shirt together, grabbed her keys and her purse and left, not saying a word to her demented mother.
Back home Lilly sat on Jake’s bed, thinking about the college freshman, hoping he was ok at school in Atlanta. She tried to maintain her composure as long as she could, but within a few minutes she started crying again, thinking about her horrible actions of the last couple months, thinking about her son, how much she loved him. She would never hurt him like that.
Lilly rolled over, wiping her tears, holding one of Jake’s pillows tightly. She eventually drifted off to sleep, ignoring her regret, ignoring her mother’s advice. Jake would be home in two weeks for spring break.
Lilly woke up a couple hours later, still on Jake’s bed. Thoughts of her mother’s suggestion flooded her mind once more. She thought about calling Wayne again, but decided against it. She was done with that.
Angry thoughts toward Darla crept back into her mind once more. If only her sister, Jessica, knew of her failure.
“Do you promise?” 18 year old Jessica asked her younger by 10 minutes sister, Lilly.
“I promise,” Lilly said.
This day was their 18th birthday. They had made a pact to cut their mother out of their lives. They hated the way she treated them, they hated the way she treated their beloved father, deep down they hated her.
Here the two twin girls stood, naked, in their room, holding hands, making their pact. “Let’s begin,” Jessica said.
Black dye flowed through their red hair; they would no longer have the same color hair as their mother. They would no longer rely on her, need her, or be close to her. Jessica was leaving, running away across the country. Lilly was taking her baby and moving across town with Judd’s parents.
They showered together, cleaning their newly dyed hair. They dried each other off, wrapping towels around their bodies.
They packed their suitcases together. Jessica drove Lilly to Judd’s house. They held hands, looking into each other’s eyes outside of Jessica’s car. They shared a long, slow, loving kiss goodbye. Jessica drove off, Lilly walked into her new home.
Jessica left and never looked back. Lilly hid across town, avoiding her mother like the plague. Darla moved to Tampa Bay for a bit, her husband, Lilly’s father finally leaving the witch a few years later – no one knows where he ran away to. 10 years passed, Darla had since moved back to Miami. Out of guilt, Lilly sought her out; her attempts to make amends and rebuild a relationship with her mother have obviously led to more pain.
Here she was sitting in her son’s room, her mother having suggested she commit desperate and deranged acts.
A week later, Lilly was walking along the same beach her and Judd made love on during their 5th anniversary. She was alone, thinking about divorce. She thought about her Aunt who happened to live in Atlanta. Maybe she could stay with her, should her marriage to Judd end. She thought that would be nice. Jake went to college there; perhaps they could hang out some.
She thought Darla’s suggestion, shaking it from her head each time. There was nothing that would make her even attempt to seduce Jake.
An hour later, her world collapsed even further.
She heard it as soon as she entered her home – the moans and cries of a woman in pleasure. “This is it,” she thought solemnly, “this is how it’ll end.”
Judd was calling her name, slamming into her from behind, standing in next to their bed. She was tall, 6 feet, long legs, dark brown skin, and dark hair. “Fernanda! Yes!” Judd cried, slapping her ass a couple times. Lilly had witness her husband with one of the several women he had in his stable.
Lilly immediately ran away, got into her car and sped off. She found a parking lot nearby, pulled in and began sobbing.
Then the rage came - the blinding, uncontrollable rage. She began slamming her fist into the steering wheel, then slamming the center console, then throwing anything she could find, and then finally, screaming.
He hadn’t noticed her own indiscretions because he was too busy sleeping around. She felt unbelievable foolish. Hatred for her mother and herself consumed her.
Resting her head on the steering while, sobbing, a thought entered her mind. Her mother’s insane word rang in her head. Lilly clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, saying those words out loud; “his flesh and blood.”
Julie, a 39 year old single mother, ran her hands up and down Jake’s 19 year old, muscular torso, smiling at him. Her legs were locked around his toned butt, holding him in place as he worked. She looked over his body, moaning inwardly, admiring his chest, stomach, arms, and one other thing. Jake smiled at Julie, pulled his cock out of her, letting it rest on her flat tummy.
“Mmm, such a nice dick,” Julie joked with her younger lover.
Jake smiled, blushed, and shook his head before plunging it back into her. Laying on top of her, rolling his hips, he felt her tense up beneath him, kissing her neck, hoping to bring her another orgasm.
Julie was one of several women in Jake’s stable. There was a woman he met at the gym, another single mom in her mid 30’s, she was a fitness model who was out of town a lot, but they occasionally worked out together, then had a post-workout sex session.
There was a senior at his university that he started sleeping with his first week as a freshman. Her name was Gisele and they got along great, using each other for sex. Gisele telling Jake that she was with someone, but needed to date and go out in order to throw people off. Apparently she was in a relationship that she wanted to keep secret. Jake understood and helped her out when available.
There was a professor in one of his classes, married, early 30s, who took him out to dinner every once in awhile, then slept with him. Jake let the married women come to him, he dared not to initiate things. He learned that when he lost his virginity at age16.
Denise’s son is two years older than Jake. When he left for college, the flirts and affections the older woman gave Jake increased. She snuck over a few times. They had sex in the basement guest room where Jake frequently hung out after swimming in his pool, watching TV, and drying off. Jake figured Denise was lonely, but enjoyed every second with her. She taught him so many wonderful things.
Julie was climaxing again; gripping Jake’s powerful back as the young stud worked. He looked exactly like his father. Dark hair, tall, chiseled muscular body. He had green eyes just like his mother though. There was also one other key difference between Jake and his father.
“Ahh ahh!” Julie cried out, when suddenly Jake stopped, sat up and reached for his ringing phone.
“What are you doing?!?” Julie pretended to fuss at him.
“Hey mom!” Jake enthusiastically answered the phone.
Julie rolled her eyes, “You’re going to stop having sex to talk to your mom on the phone?”
Jake ignored her, rolling off Julie, sitting on the side of her bed. “Yeah I’m good. I’ll be home soon, so that’ll be a nice break. How are you?”
“I’m ok. Just thought I’d say hello,” Lilly said, fighting back tears.
“You sure? Is everything alright?” Jake asked.
“Yeah, I just don’t feel too well,” Lilly responded with the truth. She didn’t feel well, not emotionally that is.
“I’m sorry. We’ll be sure to hang out when I’m there. I’m guessing Dad will be busy,” Jake said.
“Yeah, he will be. I’m looking forward to seeing you,” Lilly said. They chatted a bit more and the call ended.
Julie entered the room, wiping her forehead, sitting on Jake’s lap, still naked. “I think that’s actually kind of adorable that you did that,” she told him, kissing his forehead.
“Thanks. And sorry, but she’s my mom, you know? She’s pretty important to me,” Jake said, smiling at Julie.
“You’re a sweet guy,” She said, kissing him again. That was the other difference between Jake and his father – he wasn’t a scumbag like Judd.
Later that night Gisele was on her back, her mystery man on a date of his own, the 22 year old, grunting as Jake plowed into her. “Yes!” she cried out, Jake’s twin bed in his dorm room banging against the wall.
Lilly planned it out. Anger in her heart, she planned out how she would try to seduce her son. She no longer cared if Judd caught them in the act, she wanted vengeance. The fact that she would be sleeping with a younger, better version of her husband, was satisfying enough. She would spend his entire spring break with him. Buying a couple thong bikinis to wear while they hung out in the pool, she hoped would spark some sort of desire in him.
They always got along, but the relationship was strictly platonic. He was just Jake to her. She no doubt was just mom – nothing more than that. Lilly was hoping, in her hatred toward Judd, to change that. As the week toward Jakes arrival counted down, she wondered several times if she was just a demented as her mother.
“There, you look even hotter,” Marie said, fixing Lilly’s hair. Marie cut bangs into Lilly’s hair. They came just past her eye brows. Combined with her smoky eye makeup, it made her look even younger and sexier.
Each night she entered a sort of meditative trance. Thinking of Jake, thinking of his body, imagining his penis was as impressive as Judd’s, picturing him in the pool with her, picturing him holding her in bed. He would be home soon, she would be ready.
“Hi sweety!” Lilly said, throwing her arms around Jake, her braless breasts, smashing against his chest as he picked her up off the ground.
“Hi mom, I missed you,” He said, sitting her feet back on the carpet. “Dad around?”
“Nope still working. But that’s ok, I’ve already got dinner fixed.”
“You look great. I like your hair,” Jake said.
Lilly was sitting on his lap, her small exercise shorts, riding up her thigh. She wasn’t wearing underwear. Jake was driving his spoon into his bowl; his other arm instinctually went around his mother’s waist, holding her while they sat. Lilly noticed something different about him. Her affection seemed to not make him feel uncomfortable. Jake went with it, letting her play with his hair, or ear while he ate. She wondered if he just missed her or if he had matured a bit.
Thanking him for the compliment, she kissed his cheek, teasing his hair a bit. After dinner she led him to the couch, holding his hand, sitting next to him. She put his feet in his lap. Jake smiled politely, “Want me to rub them?” This was also something new. Something he had never offered to do, it was quite grown up for him.
“I’d love that,” Lilly answered. They chatted a bit about his semester, but mostly remained quiet, enjoying each other’s company.
When Lilly returned from the bathroom a little later, she straddled him, taking him by surprise. Jake smiled, playing it off, his arms extended to his sides, his head leaning back on the cushion.
Lilly sat on him, running her hands over his face, neck, shoulders and arms. “Still working out?”
“Mmhmm,” Jake answered, his eyes closed, enjoying a woman’s touch.
“Wow,” Lilly thought feeling his large, hard, biceps. “You feel good,” she said, immediately embarrassed.
Jake chuckled, “Thanks mom.”
Lilly continued exploring his upper body. With one hand massaging his shoulder, seeing his eyes still closed, she brought her other hand to her shirt, pulling it upward, revealing part of her left breast.
“No,” she thought, “calm down, don’t scare him off.” Pulling her shirt down, she decided to nuzzle into his neck a bit; perhaps placing a kiss or two on it to see if that had any effect. Jake moaned slightly, releasing a sigh of happiness.
Lilly sat back up, looking at his face, thinking how much it reminded her of her husband’s. “You ok?” Jake smiled, looking into her eyes, surprising her.
“Yeah, fine. Just thinking about how much you look like your father,” Lilly said. “Except better,” she quietly admitted.
“Thanks mom,” Jake smiled once more, closing his eyes, relaxing.
Just then Judd arrived home, Lilly not bothering to get off Jake’s lap. Seeing his father arrive, Jake stirred, sitting up, causing Lilly to move to her side, letting him stand. He greeted his father, chatting a bit, talking about school, talking about the basement and how there was a new paint job to check out. Judd gave Jake a wink, suggesting he sleep down there, he’d be alone in the event he wanted to bring a girl over. Jake just blushed, looking down, nodding.
“So you sleeping down there?” Lilly asked, after Judd said his goodnights and headed to bed.
Jake shrugged, “Yeah I guess. Might as well.”
“I think I’ll join you,” Lilly said.
“Ok great. It might be chilly down there,” Jake replied.
A little later, after the dry dishes were put away, Lilly headed to the basement. She walked in on Jake undressing.
“Sorry!” she said after seeing her son in only his boxers.
“It’s ok, mom,” He laughed. Lilly smiled, watching him fold his clothes. She felt uncomfortable. His large defined muscles eclipsing his father’s, his tight boxer shorts showing off a sizeable budge, didn’t help matters.
Jake climbed into the queen size bed, his hands going behind his head. “You going to wear pajamas?” Lilly asked.
“Oh, well this is usually what I sleep in now. I can put on a shirt if you like,” Jake said, starting to rise.
“No, no, this is fine,” Lilly said, putting her hand on his chest, preventing him from getting up. “Perfect,” she smiled, guiding him back on the mattress.
She climbed in bed with him, his massive arm holding her close, her hand trailing up and down his chest. She couldn’t believe how she felt. Lilly thought this would be difficult for her. She wanted to kiss his face, his body, so badly.
“Um are these boxers too small for you? If so, we can get some new ones while you’re here,” Lilly said, her hand sliding over his six pack abdomen.
“No they are fine,” He said, his eyes closed.
“Are you sure, sweety,” Lilly asked quietly, her fingers pulling at the waistband, letting it snap back against Jake’s body.
She looked for a reaction, only to see his eyes remaining closed, and another smile on his face. Lilly curled up into his arms, figuring that this was enough for one day.
Lilly looked at herself in the mirror the next day, rotating slowly, looking at the tiny black bikini she had put on. All of her butt cheeks were exposed. She sighed, hoping this would cause something, anything to happen.
Jake’s eyes lit up with surprise when he saw his mother emerge from the basement door which led out the pool area.
“Hi,” she said, smiling, handing him a towel. “Lay down and I’ll do you.”
“Huh?” Jake asked.
“On the lounge chair, I’ll rub the suntan lotion on you,” Lilly said.
“Oh, right, ok,” Jake replied.
Lilly sat on his butt and began rubbing the lotion in, slowly going over every back muscle with care. “Up,” she said, getting off her seat, standing next to him. Jake stood, extending his arms, as his mother rub lotion up and down his torso, slowly pausing at his chest. Their eyes met, slight smiles came across their face.
“You have a great body, Jake,” Lilly quietly said, rubbing lotion on his arms.
“Do me?” She asked, sitting the lotion down, laying on her tummy. Jake paused, looking her over.
He sat on her thighs, running his lotion covered hands all over her back, and then switched to her thighs, his eyes glued to her bare ass. He stopped, thinking his task was complete.
“Everywhere, please. I don’t want to burn this,” Lilly said, wiggling her hips from side to side, and then flexing her butt muscles.
“Sure,” he said, lathering up his hands once more. He placed them on her cheeks, his large hands covering most of them. He took his time, slowly going over each one, covering it in suntan lotion, massaging it in deeply.
After a few moments, he got up, set the lotion down, adjusted his swim trucks, and smiled down at her.
Lilly lathered up her front, stomach, and chest, after seeing Jake already on the other side of the pool, fiddling with the cleaning net. She smiled, watching him gather up a few bugs and leaves that had fallen in. Through her large dark sunglass, she watched him, admiring his glistening body, picturing herself on her knees kissing and running her tongue over his stomach before going further south. She shook the image from her, attempting to maintain control of her mind.
After soaking some sun for a bit, Lilly spoke up, “Join me?” she stood, extending her hand to Jake.
He smiled and took her hand, following her into the pool. Within minutes they had made their way to the deep end, Jake’s arms extending to his sides, his head resting on the edge of the pool. Lilly was straddling him, just like on the couch the previous night, except her feet were locked behind him. She was, again, running her hands over his upper body.
Jake was enjoying it. His eyes closed, relaxing at his mother’s slow and sensual caresses of his body. It was something that happened frequently for him, just not with his mom, but he liked it either way. He loved having his body admired, appreciated, and worshipped by women.
“Nice bikini by the way,” Jake spoke up, opening his eyes, bring a hand to his mother’s waist.
“You like it? It’s not too revealing is it?” She asked.
“Yeah I like it. It’s just right for you,” He smiled, twirling his index finger around the string of fabric at her hip. He followed the fabric to the middle, his thumb caressing the thong. He released it, his hand gliding across Lilly’s butt, and resumed extending his arm to his side.
“You got a nice body, mom. You really do. You’re quite a sexy little thing,” He smiled, eyes closing one more, soaking in the sunlight.
Lilly’s heart was racing, “Well, th-thank you, sweetie,” she managed to get out.
Jake kissed her cheek, and un-wrapping her legs from his waist, pushed off, diving under the water. He emerged and climbed out of the pool, toweled off a bit and sat back in the sun.
Lilly remained in the pool, entering another meditative state, focusing on her goals and her wants. She swam over to the other side closer to where Jake was lounging. “We’re going to do it, sweetie. It’ll happen, I know it will,” she told herself, sliding her fingers down into her bottoms.
“Mmm, yes, It’s going to happen,” she said in her head, beginning to furiously rub her clit as she watched Jake lay there. “It’ll make things right once more,” she thought.
She immediately pulled her hand away from her crotch, when Judd arrived, home early from golf, “Jake come on let’s go!” he called out to his son.
They were going to an afternoon Miami Heat game, Jake had somehow forgotten about it.
“I’ll see you later tonight,” Jake told his mother, smiling, looking back to her as he walked inside.
Lilly felt unbelievably stupid, looking at herself bikini clad body in the mirror shortly after Jake and Judd left. “This is crazy,” she said out loud. “I’m not a whore.”
She chastised herself for attempting to masturbate in Jake’s presence. She sat on the edge of the bed, shaking her head, thinking about how she should just file for divorce and move on.
Later that night, she didn’t sleep in Jake’s bed, instead lying awake in her own, waiting for Judd to get home – as usual. It was later than she expected. She assumed Judd took his son to dinner after the game.
The next day she looked down at the bikini thinking she could give it to her cousin, Marie, but knowing it probably wouldn’t fit her well-endowed chest. Lilly opted to just bury it in her top drawer amidst her panties and socks.
Judd had taken Jake golfing that day, letting him sleep in the prior day. She saw neither of them until dinner time. It was pleasant, Jake chatting away about school, sports, and so on. He and his father got along fairly well.
Lilly still felt ashamed and stupid about her behavior in the pool, so she didn’t flirt or make inappropriate moves on her son. Jake played things cool, never asking her to sit on his lap, or making comments or moves on Lilly either.
Halfway through his week home, Lilly was restless. She was pacing in her bedroom after Jake had gone to the basement to sleep. Judd still wasn’t home, no surprise there, but over the past few days, desires, motives, anger had built up. She quickly removed her pajamas, underwear, bra, and headed toward Jake’s actual room down the hall.
“This is stupid, this is stupid! I’m not a whore,” She whispered, going through his drawer for a large t-shirt of his to put on. She found a plain white one, put it on, straightened it out, pulling it down to her thighs a bit and made her way to the basement.
“Hi sweetie,” she cleared her throat, standing in the guest room door way. Jake was lying on the bed, an arm above his head, reminding Lilly of a pose some sort of Ancient Greek deity might make for a statue.
“Oh hey, how are you?” Jake smiled.
“Good, I thought I’d sleep down here tonight, if that’s ok,” Lilly said, slowly approaching the bed.
“Oh course. Climb on in,” He said, sliding over, pulling a sheet back.
“Ahh there we go,” Jake groaned, putting his arm around his mother, pulling her in, feeling her warmth. Lilly smiled, resting her head on his bare chest, her hands instinctually trailed over his glorious body.
She closed her eyes, breathing him in, her hand gliding over his abs. She kissed his chest, slowly at first, which led to another kiss, and another. His chest was so well formed and hard. Lilly listened to Jake inhale slowly. She looked at his closed eyes and began kissing her way down to his stomach. Her mouth was quivering over it, guilt and regret leaving her mind – she wanted this man.
Nuzzling his stomach, followed by placing several kisses on it, caused Jake to moan, “Ah yeah.”
Lilly smiled, “Feel nice?”
“Yes it does,” he said, pulling her up, closer to his body, her head resting next to his. Doing this caused the t-shirt she was wearing to come up some, exposing her butt. Jake didn’t seem to notice and kept running his hand up and down her back.
He paused, lifting the shirt so his hand could get to her bare skin. Lilly was stuck in place, his large, warm hands gliding over her bare spine, stopping at the small of her back and going back up. He had no idea she wasn’t wearing panties. One inch or less movement southward of his hands, he certainly would.
“Mmmm,” Lilly moaned in his ear.
“Feel nice?” Jake asked like she did several minutes earlier.
“Oh yes,” Lilly breathed into his neck.
“Hey Jake you up pal?” His father asked, opening the door at the top of the stairs, Lilly gasping.
“Uh, yeah, what’s up?” He asked.
“Game is on, if you want to watch it,” Judd said.
“Sure, dad, yeah,” He said, sitting up. Lilly slid off him, watching him put a shirt on it.
“We’ll hang out some more, later mom,” Jake smiled cheerily, putting his shirt on over his shoulders, kissing her cheek and leaving.
She felt foolish again, walking around the pool area in the backyard. Lilly looked over into Denise and Wayne’s, knowing that Wayne wouldn’t have the guts to tell Judd of their little affair. She sat on the lounge chair, looking up at the moon, reminding herself to research the divorce process tomorrow.
The night before Jake was to return to school, Lilly had been drinking. She had resumed her normal ways the past couple days, avoiding anything sexual or flirtatious with Jake. But the hate, the anger toward Judd, the horny desire to commit the ultimate betrayal had built up once more.
“Let’s go swimming!” She excitedly told Jake, standing in her tiny bikini in the living room, after chugging another glass of wine.
“Nah, it’s kinda late isn’t it?”
“Nope, come on! We’ll have fun, let’s go!” Lilly said, grabbing his arm, pulling him along.
“Ok, ok! Let me change first,” He said.
“No you don’t have to,” Lilly said, but it was too late, he had already made his way to the basement door.
Lilly went to the kitchen, grabbing the bottle, and began chugging from it, moaning as she did. Her hand went into her bottoms, rubbing her clit as she chugged the wine, pretending it was a cock she was drinking from. She sat the bottle down and stumbled her way to the back yard.
She did a cannon ball into the pool, splashing Jake even more. She tackled him, splashed him, climbed onto his back, wrestled with him. Finally he grabbed her and took her to the deep end, her legs wrapped around his waist.
Quieting down, the crickets chirping, they stood there, Jake resting against the wall of the pool. Lilly looked into his eyes for a moment, before reaching behind her, undoing her bikini top clasp, and sliding it off her shoulders, revealing her breasts to Jake.
“Mom,” He looked to the sky, away from her.
“Oops,” she smiled.
“You ok mom? You’ve been acting a bit different this week,” Jake said, still not looking at her breasts.
“I’m great!” Lilly lied.
“Are you sure? If you need someone to talk to – ”
“I said I’m fine!” Lilly snapped, grabbing his face and planting a long, sloppy, drunken kiss on Jake’s mouth. Afterward, she felt dizzier, her head spinning, laying her head on Jake’s shoulder.
“Here, mom, let’s get you inside. I think it’s enough fun for tonight,” Jake said, pushing her gently away and guiding her to the shallow end. He put his arm around her waist, assisting her indoors. He grabbed a towel and held her, drying her off, guiding her down to his bed.
“I love you,” He said, kissing her forehead. “Just rest here a bit, I’ll grab some water.”
Lilly wasn’t awake much longer. Her bikini top was still floating the pool.
After breakfast the next morning. Lilly quietly apologized to her son, who had slept in his bedroom upstairs. Jake brushed it off, telling her everything was fine, he loved her and he’d call her when he arrived safely back at school.
He arrived later that day, called his mother, and then called one of his professors, asking her if she was busy that night. She said she wasn’t, took Jake to dinner, and then rode him to mutual orgasms in her car.
Lilly was alone in the basement guest room, crying that night, missing her son, feeling foolish once more. The next morning she packed some things and headed to her Aunt Janet’s house, who also lived in Atlanta, about 40 minutes from Jake’s school. Lilly didn’t want to see him though; she didn’t want to see anyone. She left Judd a note saying she was headed to her Aunt’s for awhile.
She told her Aunt of her marital problems. Janet listened and comforted her, something she wished her mother had done.
After two weeks of staying there she figured she would call Jake.
“Yes! Yes!” the blonde senior, Gisele, was bouncing up and down on Jake’s cock in his dorm room. She collapsed on him, shaking with pleasure.
“Glad I could help,” Jake said. “Who is the mystery man you are attempting to throw people off the scent of anyway?”
Gisele got off him, cum dripping out of her pussy, “My uncle.” She grabbed her clothes.
“Really?” Jake said, slightly unsure she was telling the truth.
“Yep, since I was 18 and came here. He and I both date and have sexual partners so people in our family don’t think things are going on between us. I told you because I trust you not to tell anyone, you’re a great guy. Plus I’m graduating soon and I’ll be out of here!” Gisele said, sliding her thong up her legs.
“Huh, wow,” Jake said. He was shaken from his trance when his mother called.
Gisele, smiled, kissing his cheek goodbye. “See you later.”
He had dinner with his mother the night before she left. Jake told her he wished she would’ve called earlier so they could’ve hung out more. Lilly said she need some time alone.
They hugged each other goodbye and that was it. She lay awake in bed thinking about how horrible her mother was and how she was no better for actually considering going through with the advice she received.
She went home the next day, her mind restarted, refresh, and reorganize. She was going to be a normal person now. She was going to file for divorce from Judd, because he was having an affair. Lilly searched for some lawyers, thinking about how Janet suggested she move in with her for awhile.
A few weeks later the papers were drawn and everything was in place. She knew the battle before her was just beginning. Lilly now slept in the basement, avoiding Judd as much as possible. She knew he would lawyer up and try to get away with as much as he could. She didn’t care; she just wanted it to be over. She was still unsure how she was to tell Jake.
Looking out at the pool that night, she thought of him once more. She saw them playing in the pool, she saw herself remove her top, she saw Jake grab her breasts, sucking hungrily away at them. Lilly shook the thought from her head and headed inside.
The next few weeks were the loneliest weeks she had ever experienced. Lilly mostly packed some smaller items and kept to herself, crying herself to sleep most nights. “Why doesn’t he want me?” She’d ask herself about Judd.
Rolling over in the bed, wearing one of her son’s t-shirts, Lilly thought about how good it’d be see him again. Jake would be home for summer break in a couple weeks.
He was here at last. Lilly flung her arms around him, realizing she forgot to wear a bra, as her breasts smashed into his body. He sat her back down on the carpet, “I missed you too,” he smiled.
She took him out for a nice dinner, still not telling him about the divorce proceedings. She wore a dress that Marie bought her, gaining glances and compliments from Jake.
She gave him a peck on the lips, after her foot massage, heading into the kitchen to pour them some wine. “I’ll meet you downstairs for a movie, sweetie,” she said.
Jake agreed and headed down stairs. Lilly was enjoying herself, not thinking of anything sexual, only that she was feeling great with this younger, better, version of her soon-to-be ex-husband. After using the bathroom, checking her makeup, she got the wine bottle and headed to the basement.
The sliding door that led out to the pool was open. Lilly heard voices and laughter. Her happy mood faded when she saw Judd laughing and flirting with Denise at the fence that separated their yard. She pictured Judd agreeing to meet up with her later. Only it wasn’t Judd, it was Jake. Rage and jealously filled her mind when she watched Denise laugh and pat Jake’s, in her mind, Judd’s huge arm. Denise waved good bye and headed to her own pool, Jake making his way inside.
“What were you doing?” Lilly glared at Jake.
“Oh yeah, that was Denise, just chatting a little,” Jake said, kicking his shoes off.
“What does she want?” Lilly growled.
“Huh? Nothing, just saying hello. Are you ok mom?” Jakes said.
“You are hanging out with me tonight and not her, do you understand?” Lilly ordered, thoughts of her worthless husband talking to other women in a similar manner that Jake did over took her, she saw Judd behind Denise, slamming into her, calling her name, like he did with Fernanda.
“Mom, relax, it’s ok,” Jake said, sitting on the bed, putting his hands up.
“NO IT’S NOT!” Lilly yelled, lunging after Jake.
She landed on him pushing back on the bed, she grabbed his shirt, clinching it in her fists, kissing his face, attempting to land a kiss on his mouth, but Jake was squirming too much.
“Mom!” He shouted, trying to push her off.
“WHY DON’T YOU WANT ME!” she yelled to Judd.
Lilly pulled him in for several hard kisses on the mouth, Jake attempting to push her off him. “WHY DOESN’T HE WANT ME!”
“Mom, wait!” Jake said, finally pushing the smaller woman off him. “Just relax, ok? It’s alright,” Jake said trying to soothe her. He was failing. She was out of breath, panting heavily, having realized what she had done, who she was really yelling at, embarrassing herself in front of Jake.
Lilly ran away, she ran upstairs, Jake calling out to her, but she didn’t hear it. She only wanted to leave. She grabbed her keys and walked outside. Something came over at this point, the desire to seek revenge on Judd returned, she looked to her left seeing her neighbor’s house, thinking of Wayne, seeking to have him punish her in bed. She trotted off toward their house.
Glancing over into their back yard, she saw Denise’s big tits bouncing with her, while she fucked Ronnie in the shallow end of their pool. Lilly kept moving, opening Wayne’s front door, marching inside. She stopped right as she entered the hall, she heard noise, a woman moaning and screaming, the sound of leather smacking against flesh. Lilly shook her head, began crying and left.
Tears streaming down her face, she headed toward Marie’s. No one answered the front door. She marched around the back of their house, peeped over their gate, and saw Marie’s large breasts being gripped from behind by Rodney, as he stood behind her thrusting into her. Marie’s husband sat in the corner of their patio, filming the event, nodding his head in approval like a film director.
Lilly ran again, driving and crying, arriving at her mother’s house several moments later. There was an extra car in her driveway. Lilly gritted her teeth, choosing not to open the front door, but headed around back. She wanted to tear the fence down, but opened it quietly instead. Her fists clinched, her heart rate soaring, she wanted to scream when she peered through her mother’s well lit bedroom, seeing Judd bouncing Darla on and down on his cock, gripping her waist, her long red hair dangling behind her thrown back head. Lilly ran back to her car has fast as she could and sped off.
“Ah give me that horse dick!” Darla cried out.
“Yes!” Judd said, “Lilly still doesn’t suspect anything is going on between us.”
“After all these years?” Darla said, bringing Judd in for a kiss.
“After all these years,” Judd said to the woman who accidentally walked in on him changing into his wedding day tux. The rest is a 14 year secret affair.
Lilly slammed her front door shut, rushing off to her bed room, slamming that door as well. She sat on the edge of the bed continuing to cry. She had no words to describe her mental state, it was beyond broken. She felt all was lost, her husband, her mother, her son, would all leave her, not wanting her.
A brief thought of taking her own life was interrupted when she felt a large, warm, hand gently land on her shoulder.
It’s warmth radiated through her body. When he sat next to her, gently sliding his arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer to him, the last half hour of turmoil slowly started fading.
“Mom, it’s ok,” Jake whispered, kissing her temple, holding her against him.
Lilly shook her head; in her mind things weren’t ok. More tears flowed, more gentle kisses landing on her temple and head, Jake’s big arm holding her tightly, keeping her safe.
“It’s going to be ok. I know things aren’t good between you and Dad, I can tell, but all this pain is temporary,” Jake whispered.
Jake slowly stood, Lilly kept crying, holding her face with her hands. She heard cloth land on the floor, followed by unzipping of shorts, and more items landing on the floor.
Jake removed her hands from her face, brought his index finger to her chin, tipping her face upward. Her eyes widened when she saw a chiseled, muscular, naked Adonis stand before her. Her mouth dropped open. Jake was smiling warmly down at her, caressing her face. Lilly gulped taking in the sight before her.
Jake slowly went to his knee, his large cock dangling above the carpet. He placed his hand on his mother’s knee, the other caressing her hand.
“Mom,” he said softly. “I remember when you would come to my football games a few years ago – 10th or 11th grade maybe. It was the last game of the season and our main rival was playing laughably bad. We never thought a win against them would be so easy. It was the last play of the game, everyone was cheering, everyone was happy. I felt like I was on top of the world,” he said, smiling sweetly at her, caressing her face, wiping a tear away.
“I looked over into the bleachers right before the snap on that last play. I saw you sitting there watching me, smiling. I don’t know if was the fact that I was in such