Life with Aunt Jess Pt. 02

"Mmm... Mom, please," I begged as I fought to break her passionate kiss. "I thought we were going to wait till Wednesday. You are making it hard... Very hard for me to say 'No'."

"Yes. I can feel how hard I am making it for you," Mom cooed as she moved her left hand around to grab my stiff aching cock. She looked across the kitchen at the clock. "Shit. Pat and Kat will be home soon. Dammit. I gotta get rid of this fire somehow. Can you clean this mess? And put the cookies away? I need to take a cold shower."

"No problem Mom," I quickly gave her another kiss and set about cleaning the mess Mom made baking my favorite cookies. Mom ran to her bathroom and quickly got in the shower. Within a couple minutes, my two younger siblings ran into the kitchen and straight to the cookie jar. "Only one cookie each you two. You don't want to spoil your dinner."

"Yes Mother," Pat said smartly. They each took their one cookie, got themselves a glass of milk and sat at the dining room table to do their homework. I heard the shower go off, so I went to the bathroom door to check on Mom. She was very quiet, so I began to worry. I was reaching for the door knob when I heard Mom sob. I turned the knob, and to my surprise, it was not locked. I hesitantly and slowly opened the door. Mom was sitting on the toilet sobbing into her towel. I squatted beside her, as close as I could, and wrapped her up in my arms. "I am so sorry for making a total ass of myself. This goddamn yearning is getting old. I am sure you are getting tired of me."

"No, Mom. Well... I feel crowded lately. You know... Like I am up for stud service. I am sorry, that is just he way I feel."

"Once you fuck me, maybe you will get the freedom you desire."

"Only... I can't just fuck you, Mom. I am in love with Jess. That will never change. When I look at you, I see her. When I look at her, I see you. I cannot say I am in love with you, too. But... I do love you very much."

"So, what are you telling me?"

"I am telling you, that when we get together Wednesday, I will not just be fucking you. I will be making love with you."

"So you think I love you like that, too?"

"Yes, I do. I know you are in love with Dad and I cannot nor will not change that. But the feelings you have been harboring for me are so much more than the normal Mother\Son love others feel."

"This is what has me so upset, Honey. What if I can't cool the fire with our 'Making Love'?" Mom wiped a tear from her cheek. "What if I end up only wanting more? More than you can give?"

"What if you decide your passion was completely misplaced?" I asked.

"No chance of that, Sweetheart," Mom answered. "I have played this out so many times in my head and in my heart. There is no way you can let me down."

"Unless I am a lousy lover."

"Do you love me?"

"Why?"

"Do you love me? Yes or no."

"Of course I love you."

"Then, there is no way you could be a lousy lover." This whole time we were talking, I was rubbing her thigh. My hand was inching closer to her sweet aromatic cunt. Her fur glistened from residual water from her shower. "Um... you are getting dangerously close to breaking your promise." "And what promise is that?" I inquired.

"To hold out and make me wait till Wednesday. And... I do have a surprise for you. But, you will have to wait till Wednesday for that as well."

"I guess I will have to wait. Since I am also making you wait. So... are you feeling better?"

"Yes Sweetheart. I am feeling better. Now, give me a kiss and get outta here." I leaned up, and she down, and we met with a warm passionate kiss. I marveled at how much Mom kissed like Jess. Their full soft lips felt so similar, that if I were groggy or drunk, I may not be able to distinguish one mouth from the other.

"I love you, Mom." I stood and left her to finish drying herself and get dressed. I walked into the kitchen and started looking through the cupboards for ideas of what to fix for dinner. I thought it was a great idea to cook for Mom, for a change. I opened the fridge and saw what Mom must have had in mind in the first place. On the top shelf next to the milk were four of the largest porter house steaks I had seen in a long time. I knew what I had to do. I wrapped five potatoes in foil and threw them in the oven. It would be a while before I needed to start the grill for the steaks so decided to peak in on the young'uns to see how they were doing.

I looked over Kat's shoulder to see her finishing her Math. I looked over her work. All seemed in order and I patted her on the head in praise of a job well done. She looked at me with a knowing smile, gathered her books and took off toward her room to play. I looked to Pat. I wanted to make sure he had his homework done as well. He was doodling as he been done with his work for some time. "Chet," he asked. "Is Mom okay? She's been acting a little strange for a few days."

"Yes, Pat. Mom is doing good. She just has some things on her mind. She will be better in a couple days. I guarantee it." With that off his mind, he jumped up and ran to Kat's room to play with her. I looked at the clock. It was nearing 4:30. Time to get the grill going. I went out and got it started and while it was getting up to temperature, I went in to get the steaks seasoned.

Mom was in the kitchen chopping lettuce and tomatoes for salads. She acted happy. Something I hadn't seen nearly enough lately. "To what do I owe this pleasure?" she asked.

"Which pleasure are you referring to?" I asked, playing dumb.

"You cooking dinner, is the pleasure I am referring to."

"I felt you deserve a break. If it is only a small one."

"It is a great gesture, Sweetheart. I will make it up to you."

"Damn right you will. You will enjoy every bite of your steak. That will be payment enough for me." I got the steaks seasoned and on the grill while Mom finished the salads.

As I had hoped, the steaks were perfectly cooked. Mom and Dad sang their praises throughout the entire meal. I was starting to get a swelled head from the compliments. Everybody gets lucky once in a while, I guess.

Later as I talked with Jess, I asked her again if she was alright with what I was going to do with Mom.

"Yes. I am okay with that. I want you to satisfy Janet's lust. And I want details afterwards. Not just 'Oh, it was wonderful' or 'I was awesome'. Nothing lame like that. I want full on 'I can almost feel what you did to her' details."

"Because you want me to do the same for you later?"

"Yes. That would be my reward for allowing you to do it."

"Oh... Now you are allowing me this time with Mom?"

"Maybe not a good choice of words. But since you told me you wouldn't if I didn't want you to..." She trailed off.

"I get what you are saying. And I will say it again. If you really don't want me to do this, I won't. Mom will be very disappointed, and she may even be mad. It will take some time for her to get over it."

"That is one reason why you cannot back out now," Jess reassured me. "We have built her up thinking we are going to do this for her. She deserves to have this time. Oh... and the thought of you doing it and telling me all about it makes my pussy ache for you."

"That's something else we need to think about as well. Dad. He has been such a saint through all this. He knows how Mom feels. He is okay with it and even helps her deal with her needs."

"He has earned some special treatment. What do you suggest we do for him?"

"I am not sure," I pondered a few seconds. "I leave that up to you. You are the planner."

"Dammit Charles! I can't plan this alone!"

"Charles? Wow you really need my help, eh?"

"Yes," Jess said. "I do have some ideas. I will need to talk with Janet about it. We may need a couple weeks to get everything set and settled. I will be done with school and moved in here. Then we can give it to him good."

"Give it to him? Good? Sounds like something bad."

"You know what I mean. Smart ass."

"Yes. I know what you mean. And, yes, I think if you were here, we will be more successful." We changed the subject away from sex. We talked about what she was going to do during the summer. What we were going to be doing over the summer. We talked about graduations. We talked for more than an hour, when I heard Grammi telling Jess to get off the phone and go to bed. I told her I love her and said goodnight.

Tuesday was a pretty good day. I did a lot of nothing in school, had a great guitar lesson, and Mom was in a fantastic mood when I got home. She was just as frisky, playing with my ass, kissing me every chance she got, things like that.

While I was helping Mom get the evening meal together, she stopped what she was doing and pulled me into her arms. "I have a surprise for you tomorrow," she said cheerfully.

"You told me that yesterday," I said while caressing her back.

"Okay," she sighed. "I have ANOTHER surprise for you. This one I can tell you about right now."

"Well... You know how I like surprises." I moved my hands from the middle of her back to her curvy ass, giving her cheeks a playful squeeze.

"Oh..." she yelped. "While you seem to be enjoying yourself. I certainly am. I am telling you that the kids will be staying with Grandma Tuttle for the rest of the week. She volunteered. She doesn't even know we are planning this 'TRYST' tomorrow night. Your dad is going to be away at a meeting with a furniture buyer. He is trying to find buyers for his new line of furniture... that he isn't even building yet. I don't have a clue why...

"Mom. You're rambling."

"Oh... Sorry... Nervous energy... I guess," she chuckled. I smiled knowingly. "Anyway... We will have the house to ourselves the entire night, tomorrow. And, actually, the rest of the week."

"Are you going to need all that time?"

"I might," Mom said as she pressed her body hard into mine. "Jess might want to join us Friday night, as well. I am not leaving her out. She is gracious enough to let me have you. I figure she has earned her place in this triangle."

"I'll second that." I started pulling Mom's dress up so I could feel her bare ass. I was pleased to find she wasn't wearing any panties at all. I was also very pleased to feel her smooth skin.

"Mom? What are you and Chet doing?" asked Pat, who I didn't know was in the house.

"Oh... Shit... Pat... How long have you been standing there?" Mom stammered as she tried in vain to gather her wits.

"I just came in and seen Chet pull your skirt up. Why do you do that, Chet?" Pat looked confused and yet genuinely curious.

"He was just playing, Sweety. He is an adult now and sometimes adults do things like this with each other," Mom said while straightening her dress.

"I was doing something silly, while I didn't think anybody else was here," I added.

"Can I do that, too?" asked Pat.

"When you are older, maybe," I answered. "Now run along and play. Dinner's just about ready." Without hesitation, Pat ran outside to play with Kat until mealtime.

Dad talked all through dinner about the people he would be meeting for the next three days. He talked about the opportunity he might be getting, mostly, because of Jess' designs. I didn't say much after being caught playing with Mom's ass, by Pat. Why he didn't say something sooner, was beyond me. "Chet was squeezing Mom's butt," Pat chuckled nervously.

"Is that right?" asked dad. Dad looked at me with a different gaze than I had ever seen. I just about shit my pants. I had myself convinced he had changed his mind about letting Mom and I have sex. "We'll talk about this later," he said with a soft voice. That made me feel a little better, but I was still not quite sure what to think of all this.

Later, just before I disappeared into my bedroom to make my nightly call to Jess, Dad pulled aside and told me, not to disappoint Mom tomorrow. And he also warned me to be more discreet with my play in the future. After our brief conversation I went to me room for the rest of the evening until I was to take my shower and go to bed. Jess, when I called her seemed almost, if not more, excited about my making love with Mom the next night. I still questioned her on whether she approved. She kept telling me, I had to do it. If I didn't she would be disappointed with me.

Just before I turned in, Mom came into my room. She was wearing a sheer nightshirt and nothing else. I had to catch my breath. It was taken away by her beauty. I could see her dark nipples, they were hard and straining at the shirt. I was sitting on my bed, still naked from my shower. I didn't wear clothes to bed anymore, anyway. Mom stood I n front of me and looked down with her sexy sparkling eyes. She took my hand and brought it up under her shirt. Her pussy was smooth as a baby's bottom. "Oh... Mommy... You have shaved," I cooed.

"No, Honey," she said. "I got it waxed. Yesterday. I wanted it to be special for our first time."

"So... This is the surprise?"

"Yes. You like it?"

"Mom. I love the feel of it. So smooth. And wet."

"Just a little teaser for tomorrow." I slid my fingers gently across her hairless lips, already slick with her juice. I pressed one tip between and scooped a large drop of her nectar. I brought the finger to my mouth and licked it off. It was like liquid nirvana. "That's all you get... For now. G'night Sweetheart. I love you."

"I love you, Mom. Very much." Without another word, she turned and left the room. Within minutes I could hear her sweet moans coming from their room. I knew Dad was having the best sex possible. Lucky man. With a smile on my face, I got under the sheet and quickly fell asleep.

I woke before 6:00 the next morning. Mom and Dad were in the kitchen eating their breakfast. Dad would have to leave within the next half hour in order to make his flight to wherever he was going. In the foyer, I saw his bags and a large portfolio with copies of Jess' furniture designs. Judging bey the number and size of his bags, I guess that he would be gone till sometime Saturday.

Mom also had Pat and Kat's bags ready to spend the next three days with Grandma Tuttle. Knowing we would have the house to ourselves for three days, had me wishing I didn't have to deal with school. If we could have planned this for the next week, I would have the afternoons off all week long, as my finals all take place in the mornings. Next weekend would be a busy one. My graduation will be on Saturday and Jess', Sunday. Jess will not be coming on Friday as usual since Pap and Grammi want to be here for my ceremony late Saturday afternoon. The we will follow them home Saturday evening. Jess' ceremony is early Sunday afternoon. But that was a whole week away. I had more things to occupy my time this week.

"Good morning Sweetheart," Mom said when she saw me standing there daydreaming. "Would you like eggs and sausage for breakfast?"

"Good morning Mom, and Dad." I said through a yawn. "Yes. I would like that. And two pieces of toast, please."

"So, Champ," inquired Dad. "What gets you up and out so early?"

"Busy day ahead," I replied.

"Need some vitamin E?" He chuckled.

"No, Dad. I think I will manage without. I am younger than you, after all."

"Oh... Touche," Dad chuckled again.

"Why don't you get in the shower while I get your breakfast ready," Mom suggested.

"Okay. Have a safe and profitable trip, Dad."

"Thank you. I will see you Saturday." I turned and went to the bathroom to do my my morning ritual.

I heard Dad leave as I was exiting the shower. The two young ones were just getting up. I quickly dried off and went to my bedroom to finish dressing, so the kids could have the bathroom. When I was dressed and ready to go, I went to the kitchen where Mom had my breakfast done and waiting for me. I sat at the table and began eating. Mom stopped me momentarily to give me a soft kiss.

Once I had eaten my breakfast, I gave Mom another kiss and started out for school. Grandma Tuttle met me at the end of the driveway. Apparently, she was taking the kids to school and picking them up from at the end of the day. They would be going directly to her house.

We had a graduation rehearsal early in the afternoon. Once we had run through the routine three times, fairly quickly, we were allowed to leave school for the day. This made me very happy, as I would be able to get back to Mom sooner.

I got back home shortly after 2:00 that afternoon. I didn't see Mom anywhere. I knew she had to be home. Her car was still in the garage. I finally looked in the bathroom. She was sitting in the bathtub completely covered in bubbles. "Oh, Sweetheart. You are home early," she said.

"We had a graduation rehearsal and then were let go when we finished." I stood and watched her, more like stared at her, for a few minutes. Finally I said, "I am going to get out of my school clothes and into something more comfortable." I slowly turned and went to my bedroom. I got completely naked and stood in the middle of my room for what seemed ages, thinking about what was going to happen between my mother and I. I wasn't sure how or if I should make the first move, and as the minutes ticked by, I became more nervous. Despite my nervous condition, my cock was so hard it ached.

My back was to the door and it was open, so I didn't hear Mom come in behind me. I jumped when I felt her cool smooth arms wrap around my torso. I could feel her hard nipples pressed into my back as she hugged me tight and kissed my bare shoulder. I tried to turn to face her, but she thwarted my effort by pressing her body the opposite way I was turning. I didn't need any more direction. Her hands caressed my flat athletic stomach. One first went to just above my pubic bone while the other went to my chest. She then alternated her hands smoothing and playfully tickling my stomach along the way.

After a few long moments, Mom rested one hand at the base of my incredibly hard and throbbing shaft. "You could punch a hole in concrete with this thing," she said as she wrapped her long fingers around my swollen cock. She slowly stroked my penis as she pinched and twisted my nipples with her other hand. All the while, she was rubbing her ample breasts on my back. I was shocked at how firm they felt pressed against me this time. I swear they got firmer as she got hornier.

"Mom," I said managing to choke it out of my dry throat.

"What Honey?"

"Please let me turn and see your beautiful face." She immediately loosen her hold on me and allowed me to turn in her arms. She was nearly as tall as I, almost exactly as tall as Jess, so I was able to look into her warm sexy eyes. I felt shaky and somewhat weak in the knees. I felt the same thing the first time I made love to her sister, my aunt, Jess. At that very moment, I felt so much love for this woman. I locked my lips to hers and started the most passionate kiss I had ever shared with her. Our tongues wrestled for space in each other mouths. My hands had found the soft globes of her shapely buttocks. I kneaded the yielding flesh like stiff bread dough. Mom's approving moan echoed in my head.

After over a minute, I had to break the kiss and take deep breath. Mom seemed to be stealing all the air I could inhale through my nose. Rather than going back to her lips, I began kissing her cheeks, jaw, and even her eye sockets. Every time I moved to a different region of her sweet face, she pushed her cunt tighter against my rock hard cock. She then, began dry humping me. I felt the familiar tingle that takes over my body just before I cum. "Oh, No... Mom. I don't want to cum so soon," I said as I grabbed her hips and pushed then away.

Mom only smiled, took my hand, and lead me to my bed. We laid on our side facing each other. We locked our lips again and allowed our hands to explore the other's body. I gently ran the tips of my finger on my left hand over the contours of her face. At the same time, the middle finger of my right hand traced the line that is the crack of her fine ass. Mom's hands rubbed my shoulders, hips, and but in an alternating pattern.