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"No, mom," she cut me off. "You don't need to. I won't let you."
"What are you saying?"
"I'm saying I don't NEED this to be a relationship for me."
"A relationship?" I asked.
She reached across the table and grabbed Chance's hand and pulled it into the hand already holding mine. "You two. Mom. Chance." She glanced at each of us. "There's a connection here. A loving, working, honest-to-God man-woman connection. I know you both can feel it. It's wonderful. It's beautiful. I can only be a distraction and a cause for more hurt and jealousy between you two."
"Oh, honey, that's just not true," I argued.
"Stop denying it, mom." She looked at Chance. "Tell her," she said.
I looked at my son, who had been awfully quiet to this point. He was looking at our clasped hands.
"She's right, mom," he said quietly, almost a whisper as he looked into my eyes. "I've seen it too but ignored it. Gayle mentioned it in my room. It's why we came down to talk."
I can't even express the amount of pride I felt for my children. A pride that filled my whole being.
"I love you, mom," Chance said looking me in the eyes. "Gayle's right. It's not lust. It's not a one-off thing. I love you. I can't imagine spending my life with anyone else."
"Chance, no," I protested. "You have your whole life ahead of you. You've always wanted a wife, a family, children, grandkids. I can't give you that."
"Mom, if you'll have me, we can figure out anything that needs to be done. Adoption, fostering, whatever. We simply need to talk it through."
"Oh, my God," I whispered. "I need time to think."
"Don't take too long," Gayle smiled. "We have a lot more naked trouble to get into, and the week will be short."
"Wait, I thought you said ..."
"I know what I said," she cut me off. "But I'll clarify. I promise that I will never come between you two again. I won't ask to be with either of you alone again. BUT I'll be more than willing if both of you agree to it. If - hopefully, when - I join you, it will be with both of you giving consent. So, I said I don't want the relationship. I didn't say I didn't want to participate in yours."
"Clever girl."
"Thanks, mom. I got it from you."
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- COMMENTS
Anonymous7 months agoI'd like to see the journal articles about women who have successfully given birth to ectopic pregnancies, anon whose comment starts with "almost". Seriously, that would be incredible. And fascinating. Carried to term without a womb? Fascinating.
Anonymousabout 1 year agoAlmost.
1. "Like my late husband, I love how my son's cum feels inside me." Literally, this can only mean that Glen loved how Chance's cum felt inside Glen -- which definitely doesn't jibe with the rest of the story. Syntax matters.
2(a) However uncommon it may be, some women after having had their respective uteruses removed nevertheless became pregnant and gave live birth to normal infants. This is a potential surprise arc for this story, with Chance impregnating his mother, perhaps after several years.
2(b) Chance would have been more sensitive to Gayle when Gayle confessed to Chance (Gayle's desire for Chance); and
This would have led to Chance disclosing to Gayle (among other things) the bit regarding their mother's wishes for a large family, and their mom's disappointment (and perhaps feelings of inadequacy, guilt, etc) arising from their mom's belief that the removal of their mom's uterus had sterilized their mom.
On the other hand, fiction depends, for its perceived quality, upon the suspension of disbelief -- and educating the audience about that, without detracting from the principal story, might not be worthwhile.
Regardless, Gayle upon coming to understand the relationship (between Chance and the “Mom” character) was characterized by mutual, sincere romantic affection far beyond casual sex, would have (after appropriate drama) offered herself as a surrogate, either (i) as a carrier of “Mom's ovum fertilized by Chance,” or (ii) as a carrier of “Gayle's ovum fertilized by Chance,” or (iii) both.
Obviously, if "Mom's" hysterectomy involved the removal of her ovaries, she won't be donating any unfrozen ovum, so that's a consideration, but if not, Chance could potentially have an accidental pregnancy growing in "Mom," and a planned mother-son pregnancy being carried by Gayle at the same time Gayle is unwittingly pregnant with the brother-sister fraternal twin to the implanted child.
Good luck describing how they're all related -- haha!
lovedefactoalmost 2 years agoI absolutely LOVED these two stories! You made my evening! Would you please write an epilogue?
