On the Loveseat Ch. 20

"You're right. What could go wrong?" Except I knew facts that Erin could never guess.

We entered the house.

Everyone was acting normal. Too normal. Pretending as if they hadn't known the minute that we had pulled into the drive.

Dad was on his tablet. Jojo and Johnny had cartoons on the big screen. And mom stepped into the living room drying her hands on a dishtowel as if on cue. She had on one of her nicest blouses, a pale blue one, and a pair of black slacks that clung too well to her hips and other assets.

All of them looked up as one to see the girl that entered with me. I could have been invisible.

"Everyone, this is Erin." I gestured with a weak wave of my hand. "Erin, my father, my brother Johnny, my little sister Jojo, and my mother."

"Hello all. I'm so glad to finally meet you." Erin said with a wide smile. "Jeremy's been acting like you're all misshapen trolls!"

This brought smiles to everyone's faces. Except mine.

I felt my family now notice me. To my detriment.

"Don't pay attention to him. We're so glad to finally meet you too." Mom spoke up for the rest. She stepped forward, took one of Erin's hands, and gave it a feminine shake.

Dad stood and offered out his hand. His shake was a bit uncertain before he returned to his seat.

Johnny just looked blankly at Erin.

Jojo then sprang to her feet and rushed over to Erin. My sister took Erin's hand in a tight hold.

"Doyouwanttoseemyroom?" Jojo said excitedly, speaking so quickly that her question sounded like a single word.

Erin had a cheerfully surprised look on her face as she turned to me.

"Jojo. Please. The poor girl just walked in the door." Mom gently scolded her daughter.

"No, no. It's alright." Erin then returned my sister's stare. "I'd love to see your room."

Jojo tugged Erin's hand towards the stairs. Erin looked back at me with a questioning glance.

"Go ahead. It's a girl's thing." I said smiling as Jojo tried pulling Erin up the stairs.

The pair vanished upstairs as I watched.

"She seems nice." Mom said with almost false easiness.

Dad just gave me an approving and nearly leering nod before returning his attention to his small screen.

Johnny was still looking at where his sister, or rather, my girlfriend had disappeared.

"I think so." I answered mom, ignoring any special connotation mom's judgment might have.

It would always be hard to say anything was nice without bringing up thoughts of my mom.

I glanced at the stairway.

"I should probably go rescue Erin. Jojo is probably introducing her to every one of her dolls and stuffed animals."

I saw mom smile in agreement.

"Dinner won't be much longer." She said and returned to the kitchen.

When I got to my sister's room the two of them were sitting on the floor nearly buried in plush toys.

"Has Jojo shown you all her friends?" I asked Erin in sympathy.

"Oh yes! We're having a party now." Erin answered with no sign of being bothered by Jojo's attentions.

"You okay?" I asked, giving her the chance to be able to retreat.

"I love your sister. You can go if you want. I don't mind staying here. Right Jojo?"

"Jeremy can stay if he wants. He's not too bad for a big brother." My sister stated without looking up from her colorful stuffed animals.

I guess I could take that as praise.

"He's not too bad as a boyfriend either." Erin grinned up at me from the floor. "Go on. Us girls are going to keep playing. No boys allowed. Right Jojo?"

"Can you be my sister?" Jojo looked pleadingly at my girlfriend. "All I have is brothers."

I left before they revolted on me.

Dad raised his eyes from his tablet but said nothing when I returned alone.

I went cautiously to the kitchen.

"Where's Erin?" Mom also barely glanced at me as she bustled around the room.

"Jojo's adopted her as a sister."

"Oh, really." Mom said as she paused to stare at me.

"I guess that's a good sign." I said, looking around the room to not have to focus on my mother's well-formed ass cheeks.

"Well, if you have nothing to do, you could finish setting the table."

She said it as if I had no other option.

We did use the main dining table, as this was almost a special occasion.

When mom finished all her preparations, we were all seated with some slight commotion, as we didn't sit in our usual configuration. Jojo insisted on sitting next to Erin and Johnny quietly but determinedly sat opposite her. Mom and dad sat at the foot and head of the table. This left me to sit across from Erin, next to Johnny who gave me a quick glare.

Mom brought out the food, refusing my help.

"We don't stand on any formalities. We just dig in." Mom told Erin as the rest of us paused in uncertainty.

We did allow Erin to go first with any of the dishes.

"I'm sorry." Mom said as we barely had begun with an almost embarrassed look on her face. "I never asked if you were vegetarian, vegan, or have any other dietary issues."

Erin just smiled back graciously.

"No, I eat everything like anyone else."

This eased mom's fear of a social gaffe.

Mom had prepared a large roast with dishes of beans, green and baked, scalloped potatoes, corn, carrots, salad with a choice of three dressings, a bowl of dinner rolls, and had even made some cornbread. For beverages, we had milk, water, and apple juice. Dad drank beer, but this time at least he used a glass for it. Mom had her usual wine.

Nothing extraordinary, except we didn't normally have so much at once, or in these quantities.

It might just be enough for me!

"Were you expecting the school football team too, mom?"

Mom looked at me with a response on her lips, but she remained silent.

"It all looks so wonderful, Mrs. ..." Erin told mom as she dished herself some potatoes.

"Call me Jenny." Mom interrupted.

"Okay ... Jenny." I could see Erin wasn't quite comfortable with that, but I hoped that she soon would be.

Dad took up the duty of cutting the roast, dishing out slices as plates were passed to him.

We started off mostly silent, each of us slaking our hunger before any conversation started.

I won't bore you with everything that was said.

Dad was mostly silent, refraining from any remarks he might have made about me as far as my future and thankfully about his opinion about my treatment of past girlfriends. Johnny was unusually quiet and well mannered as he peeked up from his plate across the table. Jojo was surprisingly mostly silent, but her admiration of Erin screamed from her little eyes.

Which left mom, Erin, and I to carry the conversation.

Mom scrutinizingly studied Erin for any flaw the young girl might have as we talked. I almost wanted to ask mom if she wanted a microscope to check Erin's genes.

Mom asked about Erin's life growing up. Erin told her about wanting to be a dancer when she was younger. Mom then surprised me with something I had never known about her when she said that she also had wanted to dance professionally. Having made some small connection with my girlfriend seemed to loosen mom's beneath-the-surface tension. The pair chatted away with me only interjecting small comments about whatever they would discuss.

Erin brought up college and her plans, and I had to steel myself for the disparagement from the head of the table. Nothing was said in relation to my plans, only of Erin's. Dad spoke encouragingly that it was a sound decision. I had to look aghast at my father before turning to mom for her reaction. She had a blank look, but I knew she was a bit shocked to hear her husband counter his opinion of any choices I had stated. Was it because I was his son, or because Erin wasn't, and was instead a pretty, young girl?

I let the one bump pass and followed the women's talking as it moved on to other topics.

The night was pleasant overall, leaving me to wonder about why I had been worried.

It wasn't as if mom was going to bring up anything about us with dad there. Or say anything to embarrass me about information that she wasn't supposed to have of me.

Erin also wasn't going to tell my parents anything that teenagers didn't want adults to know about them.

Like how often we had sex!

The night ended cordially. Dad told Erin again that he was pleased to meet her, mom said likewise. Johnny blushed when Erin gave him a hug before she left, and Jojo was the one that hugged Erin, seemingly not wanting to let the other young female go.

Mom told me not to be too late taking Erin home, as if we might dally for a little sexual dalliance before I returned home.

I didn't plan on it, but it wasn't out of the question either!

But Erin's parents were also expecting her not to be too late so we couldn't do much, if in fact we did anything.

Erin brought it up on the way, telling me that she'd suck me off but that we didn't have time for anything more. I gallantly replied that if I couldn't satisfy her too, then I would also bravely go without.

It did give us more time to shove our tongues in each other's mouths when I parked in front of her house!

"That was nice." Erin stated when we needed to breathe again.

"The kiss, or the dinner?" I asked.

"Um ... both." She grinned and I expected her tongue tonsillectomy again. Erin instead continued.

"I don't know why you put it off for so long. Were you worried that I'd learn some dark secret about you or your family?"

Exactly!

But I couldn't tell Erin that.

"No. I don't know." I had no other words.

"We should do it again." Erin said.

"The dinner, or the kiss?" I repeated my question.

"Um ... both."

I then received the expected tonsillectomy. It was a lengthy procedure and left me with the symptoms of heavy breathing, increased heart rate, and a very large steel bar in my pants!

Mom was the only one still up when I got home.

She eyed me cautiously but then caught sight of the bulge that hadn't receded yet.

"It didn't seem like you hurried back, but I notice that you didn't take your time either."

"Care to help?" I teased, not sure if I would accept if she did.

"I'm sure you can handle it." Mom grinned as she rose from the couch and headed towards her bedroom. "Good night Jeremy."

"Night mom."

She was right. I could handle it.

Mom continued to flirt with me and it was getting harder to resist her. Even with the almost daily sex with Erin. She'd bat her eyes at me, or kiss my cheek but her lips would brush against mine, or she'd grab my arm and gently rub it as we would talk. She seemed to spending more time in my bedroom than any other room of the house, just to be around me more. Or to let me be with her more.

Mom made frequent allusions to the sex I was getting with Erin, commenting such things as that she hoped my little friend was keeping me happy, or if I was getting enough, or if I was satisfied with Erin. I ignored such questions. That she even would say such things with other family members around but oblivious to her suggestive wording.

Once she called me into her room and I figured she needed help lifting something or killing some invading insect. I thought nothing of it as I entered her room and found her wrapped in a white towel with a second one wrapped around her head. I asked what she wanted, but before mom could answer, the towel around her body fell to the floor. Even having seen her naked hundreds of times, I still was stunned and stood staring. Mom took her time picking up the fallen fabric and even then didn't rewrap herself. 'It's not like you haven't seen me nude before, huh Jeremy?' She said cheerily, as if she wasn't standing before her son. I had to shake myself and drag my eyes kicking and screaming from mom's beauty. I left her room without knowing what she had called me for, if in fact there had been a reason.

All this was bringing up the feelings that I thought I had buried and the lust that had never been far away, even during the darkest moments in the days following her telling me we were done. I didn't know how much longer I could stand firm against such unrelenting insidious acts.

I didn't know if I still wanted to.

It was mom. Formerly my Jenny.

Things were still great with Erin, and were getting better all the time.

It's been said that there is one person for all of us in the world, and that you just had to find that person. I felt as if I had found that one person for me, twice. Or rather, those people had found me, as I hadn't been looking at either time.

I had to be one of the luckiest guys in the world.

Or Erin's feeling that we were supposed to be together might have some weight to it.

But then what did that mean about mom?

Surely if I was destined to be with Erin then I wasn't meant to be with mom, Jenny.

Why did I feel the same about both of them?

If I did succumb to mom's teasing (and that she was serious in trying to get me back), could I keep it from Erin?

Mom and I had managed it, and we had had dad in the same house with us.

Wait!

Was I now trying to justify letting mom try something with me without even knowing if she was actually trying?

I had to see how serious mom was. But without letting her know that I might be serious in case she wasn't.

Or would she just consider it more of my shenanigans, as she had put it.

The next day Erin had plans after school so I had gone straight home. It wasn't long that I was there that mom started her routine. She had known that I wasn't going to be with Erin that day, so when I walked in the front door I found her lounging on the couch in the living room. Mom was wearing a black skirt that was so short that if I had come from the other direction I would have seen what color her panties were. The pastel green blouse covered little of her chest, as nearly every button was undone. This made it evident that she had no bra on. If I had come from the kitchen, I suspected I would have found she didn't have panties on either!

"Mom!" I cried out when I saw her.

"Oh, Jeremy!" She responded just as loudly. "I wasn't expecting you!"

"Who were you expecting, dressed like that?" I asked in disbelief.

"I wasn't expecting anyone. Not until Johnny and Jojo get home." She had made no move to re-button her blouse, or to change her seductive position either.

Now, I knew something was up because I had told her I was coming right home that day. Said it a couple of times. So she was trying to get a reaction from me.

I decided to give it to her.

I hurried to the couch and laid down on top of her as well as I could. I slipped a hand into her blouse and cupped her full luscious breast. I leaned over her and before she could react, I kissed her hard.

Mom struggled beneath me, but I kept my lips glued to hers while pushing hers open to slip my tongue in. My hand kneaded her tit, my fingers digging into the soft flesh. I adjusted my legs to push hers open so that I could rest my crotch against hers.

Mom's hands came up to the curves of my shoulders to push me off her but as I continued kissing and pawing at her, those hands moved around to my back to hold me down on her. Her lips responded and returned my fire.

"Oh!" Mom gasped when I moved my lips from hers to her neck.

My dick had missed mom too and it rose to let her know that.

After a few minutes of this I suddenly stood.

Mom looked up at me with dreamy eyes and flushed cheeks.

"Just making sure we still weren't doing anything together mom." I gave her a feeble smile and went to my room, leaving her bedraggled and breathing heavy.

I did notice that she indeed wasn't wearing any underwear!

I heard my siblings arrive later, and figuring it was then safe, I ventured back downstairs.

I saw that mom had changed to attire more appropriate for a housewife and mother. I also noticed that she was avoiding my gaze.

Was she embarrassed that I had called her bluff? Ashamed that she had let things go further than she had intended?

Or sorry that things hadn't progressed farther?

Mom reigned in her flirtatious teasing for the next two days.

The second of which was Friday.

The family still had movie night and I had been tempted to invite Erin. Jojo and Johnny would love to see her, each for their own reasons. I was sure my parents wouldn't mind.

At least my parents as a whole wouldn't. I wasn't sure what mom's personal reaction would be after that incident on the couch.

Or should I just make other plans for the two of us?

Nah. I needed mom to see Erin and me together as a couple.

I texted Erin and she was thrilled with the idea. She specifically mentioned that she wanted to see Jojo again.

I had to admit to myself that I couldn't imagine what it would be like to be an only child.

As much of a pain as my brother and sister could sometimes be, I would never wish they didn't exist. Our only real issue was that of our age gaps.

I told mom that Erin wanted to come over for the movies and I saw a momentary pause before she answered that that was a great idea. That pause though suggested she might have other thoughts.

Erin showed up just before dinner; this one was nothing special, just mom's lasagna.

Dad did cut back on the number of beers he consumed before he planted himself in his recliner for the evening.

Jojo colored a picture in her coloring book, tore it out carefully, and presented it to Erin with a wide grin. Erin accepted it as if it was the Mona Lisa and gave my sister a hug in gratitude. I saw Johnny eye Jojo's coloring book and knew that he wanted an excuse to get hugged too. I was almost tempted to whisper to Erin to give him one, but then rejected the idea. I didn't like sharing my women with other family members!

Mom dished out the popcorn bowls and we all took our seats, or sleeping bag. Erin and I sat on the couch which left mom to sit on the loveseat. I was a little saddened to see her there alone. Even before that fateful night, I liked to sit next to mom and have her lean on my shoulder while we watched movies. Now I had Erin to cuddle with and since dad had his chair, mom huddled in her blanket by herself sipping her wine.

There was room on the couch and mom could have joined Erin and I, but that would have felt too weird. At least for me. To sit between two women with which I'd had sex. A previous love and a current girlfriend.

I wasn't planning to do anything with Erin while we sat there, but mom probably didn't want to sit beside two lovebirds either, whether there was any hanky-panky going on or not.

We watched two of the most recent blockbusters, one PG and one PG-13. Not that we were against a more adult fare, but so many movies currently were aimed at that teen market. Even most R rated movies were really targeted for teens.

It was a pleasant night.

Dad fell asleep before the first movie ended, as had the youngsters. Mom sat with her feet up under her blanket in stoic silence while Erin and I commented about the movies in hushed whispers. During the 'intermission' mom refreshed our popcorn and refilled mine and Erin's glasses of juice. Mom spoke very little to either of us beyond what was necessary as a good hostess for our visitor. Not that she was being cold to my girlfriend, but the movies lent the room to quietness.

Mom wished Erin a good night when she was about to leave, telling her that she was welcome on any Friday evening. Erin gave mom a hug that mom almost seemed uncomfortable receiving. I walked Erin to her car, anxious to get away from my mother's eyes. Erin and I kept our goodbye fairly short, with some idle chat and a good deal of lipsmacking.

Thirty minutes is short, right?