A Mothers Mistakes - Chapter 16

The next several weeks were filled with study, study and more study for Chris. The only good thing was that his mother resumed coming to his room at night. While she wouldn't relent and let them have sex; she did masturbate him every couple of nights. She said it wasn't healthy for a young boy to build up all that sperm.

When Chris took his final exam, he aced it. He was obviously very happy and more than ready to resume his sexual activity with his mother. She had promised that he could do anything he wanted, and he knew just what that was.

Allison was ecstatic about Chris's success as well. She hadn't been sure that denying him sex would work and worried that it would just make things worse. Now, it was obvious that she had been right. She had learned a valuable lesson in the process: sexual denial was a powerful tool to use on a boy. She would file that away for later use.

A Mothers Mistakes - Chapter 15

Chris was silent as he pulled out of the parking lot of the doctor's office. He couldn't believe his mother had shared their secret so readily. On one hand he understood that she needed someone to confide in. However, on the other, it was taking an incredible risk.

"I had to tell her Chris," Allison said.

"I know. I guess it's a guy thing. We like to keep things to ourselves... work them out on our own. I guess it was for the best.

"She can help. I probably shouldn't tell you this, but she is living with her brother."

Chris shrugged his shoulders and said, "So what."

"I mean 'living' with her brother. They have three children together."

A Mothers Mistakes - Chapter 14

Sometime later the two of them were sitting outside on the deck enjoying the warm spring air. Chris had finally told her that he was in danger of failing a class.

"I don't have to tell you how disappointed I am Chris."

"No," he answered.

"I blame myself for this. I have been too preoccupied with what we have been doing to pay attention to your school work."

Chris knew that was coming. "It doesn't have anything to do with that," he lied.

"Of course it does. The question is what do we do about it? Since there is only a few weeks left of school, you don't have much time to make it up. Have you spoken with your teacher?"

"Yes, and he said that if I get a B or better on the test coming up next week and the final exam, I will pass."

A Mothers Mistakes - Chapter 13

Several weeks later Chris was on his way home from school with some bad news. He was in danger of failing one of his classes and was worried about telling his mother. While all of his grades had fallen (without his mother knowing) since they had started their affair, this was the only one that he might really fail. It could possibly jeopardize his scholarship and he knew that she would be sorely disappointed.

The news spoiled a day when he had been excited because of a gift he had purchased for his mother's birthday.

When Chris walked into the house, he was surprised to see his mother home from work and sitting at the table. He could see right away that she was upset and thought that it might be because of her coming birthday. While he didn't think of his mother as old, he knew that turning 39 was sometimes harder for people than the 40th birthday. "What's wrong Mom?" he asked.

A Mothers Mistakes - Chapter 12

Chris was downstairs in the kitchen when his mother came down. She had showered and had on a bathrobe with a towel wrapped around her freshly washed her hair. Chris got her a cup of coffee and sat at the table across from her.

"I guess I screwed up huh?" he said.

"We screwed up Chris. It was as much my fault as it was yours."

Chris almost sighed in relief as he had taken on all the responsibility for what had happened. "What are we going to do? I... I mean... you could get... get pre..."

"I know. It's a particularly bad time of the month too. I need some time to think. It should have never gotten this far." She looked at her son's sad face and her heart melted. She reached over and took his hand. "We'll get through this together. I love you."

"I love you to," Chris returned, staring into his mother's eyes. He added, "But... but not like a son to his mother."

A Mothers Mistakes - Chapter 11

It was an early spring morning when Allison and Chris's lives changed forever. Spring was in full bloom and the weather had turned unseasonably warm. The windows of the Hudson house were open and the noise of birds singing in the trees outside awoke Chris earlier than normal. He slipped out of bed and stuck his head out of a window overlooking the driveway and saw that his father had already left for his regular Saturday morning golf match. Seizing the opportunity, he quietly padded down the hall and slowly opened the bedroom door to his mother's room. Up to that point, his mother had never allowed the two of them to have sex in her bed. He wasn't sure why since she had done it with Jason. Her explanation that it was too dangerous didn't make sense. He thought it might be because of remorse at her mistake of letting Jason do it.

Whatever her reason, he had been thinking about it for weeks and thought that it was now or never.

When he looked into the bedroom, he saw his mother lying with her body facing away from him. He stripped off his underwear and crawled into the bed next to her, lifting the sheet to see that she was naked by for a pair of tiny black panties. He snuggled up to her back in spoon fashion and slipped his arm over side to grasp her breast.

A Mothers Mistakes - Chapter 10

Chris Hudson's world had changed in ways he could have never imagined. A few weeks ago he was a typical teenager, trying to get into his girlfriend's pants, partying with his friends, and playing lacrosse for his high school team. Suddenly he was a more mature, if still young man that was more than a little infatuated with his thirty eight-year-old mother. He no longer cared that he didn't have a girlfriend. In addition, lacrosse, always his first love, didn't mean that much to him any more either. His days were filled with daydreams of his beautiful mother and the anticipation of the last hour of the evening when she would come to him and please him with her mouth.

He wasn't sure about all mothers, especially considering the way some of his friends talked about theirs, but he thought that his was amazing. In all his young life he always believed that it was the guys whose libidos were off the scales. However, after watching his mother's enthusiasm and desire to suck him and her climaxes from giving him oral sex alone, he wondered if he had misjudged the female population. It was a real education for him and he wondered if all women were like his mother on some level. Actually though he didn't care if all women loved sex; he only cared about his mother now. He loved the fact that she was just as anxious to participate in sex as he was. It seemed that both of their desires were growing by the day. He didn't know where it was all going but he loved the ride.

A Mothers Mistakes - Chapter 9

As had happened a lot lately, Chris was in a daze the next morning when he got up. He knew what happened last night wasn't a dream... it had been unbelievable, but not a dream. For the first time, he found that he felt guilty. It almost seemed that he had taken advantage of his mother. She had obviously had too much to drink last night and he could have stopped things before they went too far. Unfortunately, he hadn't had the moral character and now he feared that his mother would somehow hate him.


These thoughts were running through his mind when he came down to breakfast. Like always, his mother was fixing breakfast and his father was reading the newspaper. He came in silently and sat down. When his mother turned around, he found he couldn't read her face. Was she mad, sad, or was she okay with what happened?

"Aren't you going to say good morning?" Allison said.

Bradley brought his paper down and looked at Chris then returned to reading.

A Mothers Mistakes - Chapter 8

The jangling alarm awoke Chris with a start the following morning. He had fallen asleep right after his mother left. It took him a moment to clear his head. When he did, the events of the previous night rushed back to him. He remembered Melissa's anger, but far stronger was the memory of what his mother had done. He could still feel her lips on his and her hand on his cock. When he looked down, he could see the sperm that had dried on his penis and pubic hair. His penis twitched and threatened to start to grow.

He had to get up for school and dragged himself from the bed to the shower.

A few minutes later, feeling refreshed, he went downstairs. He saw his Dad at the breakfast table as usual reading the newspaper. His mother was at the stove fixing pancakes. With great trepidation he entered the kitchen.

"Morning Dad... Mom." His father said good morning without looking over the paper. His mother turned around and looked at him. There was a look of concern on her face. Chris stared at her blankly. He wasn't sure how she felt about last night... he wasn't entirely sure how he felt. In spite of being uncomfortable, he found himself thinking about his mother's kiss and how soft her lips felt. A slight smile crossed his lips. Then he saw his mother smile. They both looked at his father, but he wasn't paying attention.

A Mothers Mistakes - Chapter 7

Sunday morning Chris came downstairs to the kitchen for a bowl of cereal. He found his mother sitting at the table dressed in a tight pink jogging suit that she had bought the day before. She was reading the paper.

Chris walked in quietly and got a bowl of cereal and sat at the table. His mother didn't look at him, hiding her face behind the paper. At that moment he wanted to be anywhere but there. However, he knew that he had to face her sometime.

"Going jogging?" he asked and saw his mother lower the paper. She had almost a relieved look on her face. It was obvious that she was as uncomfortable he was.

"Yes, I thought I would. It's sunny and fairly mild outside."

"It's been a pretty mild winter," he answered, making small talk.

"I hope it continues. What're you doing today?"

"Nothing much. I thought I'd go over to the field and practice with Jeff and Andy."

A Mothers Mistakes - Chapter 6

Chris and his mother went to the mall that afternoon, stopping in almost every store it seemed. However, strangely, he didn't mind. For the first time in his life he liked shopping. Actually it wasn't the shopping, but rather being with his mother that he liked. He watched her closely, enjoying her shy smiles and flushes of embarrassment as she tried on various outfits. When she would come out of the dressing room with a dress or blouse on, Chris would give thumbs up or down. It became obvious that he preferred the tighter dresses and skirts, as well as the short ones. The beauty of it was that he got to stare at his mother without her being offended. Since the night he had caught her with her lover, he had secretly looked at her whenever he got the opportunity. However, he always had to be careful in fear that she would catch him. Now he could stare without worrying that she would get angry. Not only could he look, but also he could make her turn this way and that to give him a better view from all angles. And, he liked what he saw. Her full breasts and trim hips were like those of a much younger woman. He realized that she had kept herself in very good shape and that she was very sexy. Strangely, it never occurred to him that his mother could be sexy or, God forbid, turn him on. Yet as he sat and watched her try on dresses, slacks, sweaters, blouses and shorts, he found himself getting excited. He had to cross his legs on several occasions to keep her from seeing his growing erection. If she noticed, however, she gave no indication.

A Mothers Mistakes - Chapter 5

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A Mothers Mistakes - Chapter 4

Chris went through the week in a daze. Up until the previous Friday night he had been a normal teenager, going through all of the growing pains of a typical high school student. There was lacrosse practice every night and school work, with lots of homework. On the weekends he would go out with his friends or on a date with his girlfriend Melissa. He had already selected a college and had received a scholarship to play lacrosse. In a few months he was going to graduate and then one last summer vacation before college. Everything was pretty much set.

Now everything had changed... or so it felt. Yes he would still graduate and go to college, but nothing at home would ever be the same. He could no longer look at his mother without thinking of her with her lover. And, he had now concluded that he was in fact her lover and that it wasn't a one-time thing. For all of his life he had seen her as his mother first and a woman second. Now he saw her as a woman first and his mother second... a woman that he now dreamed about every night and felt sexual stirrings for. It was all wrong, and it was driving him crazy. He would see her in the kitchen fixing dinner and have sexual thoughts. She would lean over to get something out of the refrigerator and he would see her slacks tighten over her smooth ass and pull between her cheeks. An unwanted chill would go through him. When she bent over in front of him, his eyes would fall on the opening of her blouse and he would look at the tops of her swinging breasts. He would see her come home from work dressed in her business attire and wonder if she was wearing panties.

A Mothers Mistakes - Chapter 3

Chris rushed out of the house closing the door as quietly as he could. When he got to his car and sat down he was trembling all over. He couldn't believe what he had just witnessed. It seemed like a dream. It couldn't have been his mother in there... his sweet almost sexless mother sucking off a stranger. Never had he thought of her sexually... she was his mother. She had bathed him, changed his diapers, and rocked him to sleep at night. Now he had witnessed her engaged in a sex act with a stranger. It wasn't something a son was supposed to ever witness. Yet, in spite of his revulsion, his penis pulsed in his pants.

As he sat silently in his car, he wondered what to do and where to go. He was angry, embarrassed, confused, and yes, still excited. He felt guilty that he had spied on his mother... yet she had no right to do what she had done... what she was doing right now in her bedroom. The though of that sent a chill through him. What were they doing now, he wondered? Were they fucking or was she sucking him again? "Nasty cock sucker... nasty cock sucker," the words echoed over and over in his head. He knew that he had to get control of his emotions. He had to think... to sort everything out.

A Mothers Mistakes - Chapter 2

Chris used his cell phone to call home but gave up when he got the answering machine for the third time. He wanted to tell his mother that he was coming home tonight instead of staying with Jeff. He had come down with the flu and was sick in bed. Chris didn't leave a message for his mother, assuming that she wasn't home from work yet.

It was dark when he pulled into the driveway. There was a car sitting in front of the garage that he didn't recognize it. He parked next to it and got out, wondering who was at the house since his Mom hadn't said anything about a visitor.

The car was an expensive Mercedes model, sleek and black. That wasn't unusual in their upscale neighborhood, but he still didn't recognize it. He glanced inside but couldn't see anything that would indicate who the car belonged to. When he looked at the house, there didn't seem to be any lights on inside. A weird feeling suddenly came over him.... almost a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. While he wasn't a suspicious person by nature, something didn't seem right.

A Mothers Mistakes - Chapter 1

It was six fifteen and Allison Hudson was late... again. The Friday afternoon traffic had been a bear and there was an accident on the freeway that tied up all three lanes for over a half-hour. It seemed that the traffic was getting worse by the day. Just a few years ago, suburbia was open land, rolling hills and lush greenery... now there didn't seem to be a square acre on which to put another house or strip mall. Allison was glad that she lived further out where neighbors were not at the end of the driveway, however the daily commute was getting harder to take, if not already unbearable.

Allison thumped the steering wheel with her fingers impatiently and looked at the other commuters who were just as anxious to get home as she was. Well, maybe not quite that anxious. Bradley, her husband was out of town and her 18-year-old son, Christopher, was staying with a friend tonight. It wasn't often that she got the house to herself. Well, not exactly to herself... Jason was due over at 7:30. The thought of Jason created a stirring between her legs. Yet, there was also fear. It would be the first time since they had started the affair over a year ago that he was coming to her house. They would be fucking in her bed... the bed she had shared with her husband for almost nineteen years. It was dangerous and crazy but excitement had overcome her fears.

Brothers And Sisters - Chapter 3

Marne worked the blankets and the cock-gone-stiff beneath them. She continued to massage, neither she nor Creagon speaking, each knowing that Marne would soon tire of having even the material separating her from her husband's naked cock flesh.

It was Creagon who first began to peel back the covers concealing his lower body. Marne, though, quickly obliged by momentarily freeing her handhold on her husband's covered cock and scooting off the bed long enough for Creagon to achieve his unveiling.

Marne hesitated before returning to her position next to her husband, even though, as always, Creagon's naked physique exerted an almost physical pull on her--much like a sun must have exerted its pull over the planets that circled it.

However, Marne got a kind of masochistic pleasure out of delaying. Not only that, but she always enjoyed just drinking Creagon's exquisite form up with her eyes.

Brothers And Sisters - Chapter 2

Marne Davenport shut the book in her lap and looked up as if she were on the verge of saying something. Seeing her husband seemingly engrossed in the paperwork scattered on top of the bed, Marne apparently decided not to say whatever it was she had been going to. Instead, she laid the book to the table beside her chair and got up.

She crossed the room to the large window that looked out on the manicured lawns, geometric gardens, swimming pool and cabana. It was a beautiful house. It really was. Marne hoped Creagon and his sister would decide to keep it. There was plenty of room for four people to live comfortably on the premises without getting in each other's way. There would have been plenty of room for children, too. AND, Marne did want children. Now that Creagon was due to get half of the inheritance, money wouldn't be quite so tight; and, they could start their family without further waiting.

Brothers And Sisters - Chapter 1

I'm sorry.

That's what he had said. Those were his last words, at least as far as Melissa Mason was concerned. If her father had said anything else to anyone else, like to one of the doctors or nurses, Melissa didn't know about it.

I'm sorry.

He had then slipped off into a coma; and, less than three hours later, William James Davenport, pillar of his community, president of Davenport Electronic International, was dead at sixty-nine, his soul shoveling coal in the furnaces of hell.

Now, why did Melissa have to think that? It wasn't like her to think such vindictive things, was it? Her father probably was in heaven right that minute. If there was a heaven.