Friday, 8 April 2016

Must Read: Could This Be Love? Part 20

A story written by Williams Kaduna Boy… (5C350257)
Two years later…
The next two years were the happiest time
in Sue’s life. Her job was great, her lover and
son was even better. They were truly friends
and lovers. Their relationship had
progressed to the point where Tommy had
moved into his mother’s bedroom but kept
clothes in a spare room for show. They slept
every night together and their sexual
relationship had become even more intense.
It was hard to tell whose desire was
greatest. Tommy was still insatiable but Sue
kept up with him.
Tommy was doing well in school and had
decided to major in engineering. He was a
taller, stronger, and even more handsome
young man now. His experiences with his
mom had made him much more mature
then other boys his age.
There was only one problem with their
happy life and Sue wanted to correct that.
However, she wasn’t sure how to approach
it. She had been thinking about it for
months and had finally gotten up enough
nerve to bring it out in the open.
Tommy sensed that it was going to be a
special night tonight. He and his mom were
going to a show and then back home for
dinner. That wasn’t unusual. However, he
could see a light in his mother’s eyes and
that always meant something special was
going to happen.
As usual, Tommy was waiting downstairs
for his mom. When she came down, she was
wearing a tight black evening dress that
was short on her thighs and very low cut.
She had a string of pearls around her neck
that Tommy had given her last week for her
39th birthday.
“Sorry I’m late sweetie,” she smiled as she
Tommy grabbed her arm and turned her
back to him. He leaned to her ear, as if
someone could hear, and whispered, “Mom,
would you take your panties off for me?”
She looked at him in surprise but quickly
reached up under her dress and stripped
her panties down her legs and over her
high heels. Smiling at her son, she handed
them to him. She watched in amusement as
he folded the panties and placed them in his
vest pocket, and then fluffed them up.
“Thanks Mom, now my outfit is complete.”
Tommy smiled devilishly.
“You never cease to amaze me lover,” Sue
said, kissing his cheek.
The play was entertaining and went by fast.
However, Tommy noticed that his mother
seemed anxious about something. She was
fidgeting in her seat. He thought it might be
excitement about the night ahead. After all,
she had put off s-x with him for a week,
saying that it was her “time of the month.”
Tommy didn’t understand that because he
thought she had just had her period a few
weeks ago. However, he shrugged it off.
What do guys know about that stuff, he
Sue had prepared everything in advance.
The dining room table was set, with candles
on the table, wine chilled, and the food
ready to be heated and served. They
remained dressed for the dinner.
“Mom, dinner was perfect. Thank you,”
Tommy said sincerely, lifting his glass of
wine for a toast.
Sue brought her glass to his. “You’re
welcome Tommy,” Sue said, looking nervous,
like she had something to say.
“What’s wrong Mom?” Tommy asked
“Tommy, I have something to ask you. I am
not sure how to say this.” Sue hesitated for
a minute then continued. “You know that
I’ve always wanted more children.”
“I know Mom. I feel bad about that.”
“I’m 39 and my biological clock is ticking
away. We’ve made a commitment to each
other so there isn’t likely to be another man
in my life or a woman in yours. I had hoped
that I would eventually meet someone and
marry again so that I could have the children
that I always wanted. The problem is, I fell in
love with my own son and I don’t want
anyone else.”
“I know how you feel.” The thought had
crossed Tommy’s mind as well. However, he
was looking at it more from his perspective
because he wanted children as well but he
couldn’t imagine anyone else in his life
either. They were stuck in a paradox and
there seemed to be no solution.
“I know that I’m not saying this right so let
me give you this and then maybe you will
understand,” Sue said, handing him a
wrapped package.
Tommy took the package with a look of
confusion on his face. The package was
small, about the size of a music CD. With
trembling hands, Tommy opened it up,
having no idea what to expect. When he had
opened the package, he held the contents in
his hand curiously. He had a totally
dumbfounded expression on his face. He
looked up at his mother and shrugged his
shoulders in confusion.
Sue didn’t say a word. She just waited.
Tommy looked at what he held in his hand.
It was a circular package of pills. There were
30 spaces for pills, indicating that one
should be taken each day. However, all were
gone except the last seven pills. Suddenly,
Tommy looked at his mom with a startled
expression on his face. “Uh… what… you…”
Tommy stuttered, his mouth hanging open.
Sue reached across the table and took his
hand. “Yes Tommy, they are my birth control
pills and yes, I haven’t taken them for the
past seven days. That’s why I’ve haven’t let
you have me all week.”
“But, I, I don’t understand. You can’t be
thinking that we…”
“Let me try to explain,” Sue interrupted. “I’ve
done a lot of research over the past six
months and have found that the rate of
problems for children born of an incestuous
relationship is really very small,” she said
pausing to let Tommy absorb what she was
“My God Mom, are you serious?” Tommy
asked. He couldn’t believe what his mother
was asking him.
“Oh my God… you… you want a baby and you
want me to be the father?”
“Yes Tommy, I want you to make me
pregnant. I want to have your child,” Sue
said and paused for a long moment.
“Tommy, before you answer, you have to
know that this is a difficult thing for us.
There are all kinds of potential problems.
Even though we don’t have family who live
nearby, that is still a concern. In addition,
there is my job and your college. There are
all kinds of questions that I don’t have
answers for. However, I’m willing to take the
risks. But, it’s up to you. If you don’t want
this, you can just hand the pills back to me.
If you want me to have your child, throw the
pills in the trash can.”

to be continued....

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