Chapter 8

When I walked into the kitchen David was sitting at the kitchen table working on a bowl of cereal. It was the first time I had been alone with him since the night of Jake's party. I poured myself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table with him.

"We need to talk young man."

"About what?"

"You know damned well about what."

"Why is it bothering you?"

"Because you are my son, that's why."

"Bullshit mom, you loved every second of it and you can deny it all you want, but that won't make it any less true. At the frat house you didn't know at first it was me in your ass and you loved it and when you did find out it was me you still loved it. And those were not half-hearted blow jobs you gave me either."

"You know damned well I couldn't act any different toward you without making people wonder."

"Yeah, sure. What about the blow job you gave me while dad was in the shower? There wasn't anything half-hearted about that one either."

"I didn't have any choice. I had to get you out of the bedroom before your father came out of the shower."

"Who is kidding who here mother. You knew fucking well that I wasn't going to be here when he came out. All you had to do was tell me to piss off and then just stand there. You knew I'd run as soon as the water stopped running."

"All I know David is that I could not take a chance right then. You thought I was a brazen whore and I had no idea what you were going to do. For all I knew right then you wanted your father to know about the slut he was married to. For all I knew you were so disgusted with me you wanted your father to know so he would throw me out of the house. I went along with it to get you out of the way until we could sit down and have the little talk we are having right now.

"First of all, I did not walk into that frat house and say, "Here I am guys, line up and let's have some fun." I was there because I was being blackmailed by Jerry and Scott."

"You were being blackmailed?"

I explained the situation with Scott and Jerry and how I had come to be in the frat house. "I did what they wanted and got the tape. You were not supposed to be there. They promised me that you would never know."

"So you were cheating on dad with this Jake guy?"

It was time for a lie or two. David didn't need to know that his father condoned what I'd been doing so I said:

"I guess you could say that, although I didn't look at it that way. Your father had been working his ass off to make vice president. Jake told me that if I would have sex with him he would give your dad the next vice presidency that came open. I was tired of seeing your father come home dead beat from the twelve and fourteen hour days he was putting in to earn a VPs spot so I told Jake okay. I met him at the motel and gave him what he wanted and had the bad luck of being seen by Jerry and Scott.

I could not let your father see that tape and find out what I'd done so I gave in to Jerry and Scott. My mistake was in not sticking to the original agreement. I wanted to get out from under their thumb so I agreed to the frat party and you know the rest. And yes, your father is getting promoted to vice president. He is getting Simpson's position when Simpson retires next month. Now, do you have any questions?"

"Just one. Why did you tell me all this?"

"I wanted you to know that your mother isn't just another fraternity row mattress queen. That was the first and only time. Also I wanted you to know the whole story before I set you straight on something else."

"What?"

"The next time you try to blackmail me into having sex with you I will kick your ass out of this house and then you can explain it all to your father. You can tell him all about the bedroom blow job while he was in the shower. You can tell him all about how once you saw me at the frat house you couldn't wait to stick your dick in may ass. You can tell him how you whispered in my ear that we would be doing a lot of it from now on. He might not be too happy at having a slut for a wife, but just how happy do you think he will be with an incestuous blackmailing son?"

He looked away and didn't say anything and I said, "Are we straight on this now?" He still didn't look at me and I said, "I need a response David. Are we clear on the rules?"

"Yes ma'am" he mumbled.

"Good. Now, what time is your first class?"

"Ten-thirty."

I looked at the clock and saw that it was ten till eight. "Okay then," I said, "That gives us plenty of time."

"To do what?"

"Mommy is horny baby, you have a cock and you are here."

"But you just sai..."

"I said if you tried to blackmail me, I didn't say that I didn't want you to fuck me ever again."

"I don't understand."

"You aren't supposed to understand David. I'm a woman and men will never understand us."

I reached for his hand and pulled him up from the chair. "Come on lover. You want to fuck your father's woman you need to do it on his bed."

When I got him to the bedroom I led him over to the bed and stood him next to it. I went to my knees in front of him and as I pulled down his pajama bottoms I said:

"Mommy likes the taste of your cock baby. I'm going to suck on it for a while to get you nice and stiff and then I'm going to let you back into the hole you came out of."

I licked the head of his cock as one hand fondled his balls and one finger of the other hand teased his asshole. I ran my tongue all around his cock as I slowly took him in my mouth and worked on him until he stared breathing hard, his cock started twitching and he started bucking his hips at my mouth. I pulled my mouth off him and said:

"You're ready tiger, and mommy wants it."

I scrambled up onto the bed, got on my back and spread my legs wide. "Come on baby, take care of mommy."

David hurried between my legs and shoved his hard cock into me and I moaned in pleasure. There is just something so deliciously erotic and wicked about having your own little boy buried in your pussy. I wrapped my legs around him, dug my nails in his ass and told him to fuck me hard. He rammed into me with the vigor that only the young have and I moaned as I clung to him and pushed my hips up at him.

"Come on baby, fuck me, fuck mommy hard baby, fuck mommy hard," I cried. "Make mommy cum sweetie, make mommy cum."

I urged him on and he pounded into me as hard and fast as he was able. I felt the heat building up in my belly and when my orgasm hit me I screamed out:

"Oh God yes baby, yesyesyesyesyes," and as my body shook and trembled it took him over the edge and he pumped his seed into me.

I wanted more. I pushed David off of me and rolled over into a sixty-nine with him and went to work at getting him up again. We fucked one more time and then lay next to each other on the bed staring up at the ceiling, each thinking their own thoughts. I was fondling his limp cock and wondering if I could get him up for one more round before he had to leave for class when he said:

"I still don't understand this."

"It is simple baby. Your father is a marvelous lover and he has never failed to ring my chimes, but after several months of being Scott and Jerry's slut and after that mind blowing gangbang at the frat house the other night I don't think that just one man will ever be enough for me any more. So, here you are, close to home; built in, on site help for your dad you might say. You did seem to like what you got at the frat party and you did lead me to believe you wanted more."

"You mean you want to keep doing it?"

"I'm willing if you are."

I felt his cock twitch in my hand and I grinned. To hell with his ten-thirty class and I slid down and took his cock in my mouth.

Simpson retired, Gary moved into his new job and I spent at least one day or evening a week "entertaining Jake's client, customers, friends, and of course Jake himself as Gary waited patiently at home so he could enjoy the sloppy seconds. I was rolling around on the bed with David two and three times a week and Gary was on me at least four nights a week so I was one very sexually satisfied lady.

But even with as much sex as I was getting I still thought about the frat house gangbang almost every day. I had loved my night as a frat house mattress queen and I wondered if I would ever have a chance to do it again. I'd done it on a smaller scale with Jake and four of his vice presidents and as good as it had been it couldn't hold a candle to the herd of hard young cocks that had been mine that night at the fraternity house.

One evening when Gary was working late and David and I had just finished trying to fuck each other blind I was lying on the bed and staring up at the ceiling and David asked me what I was thinking about. Without thinking I said:

"About the night you first tapped my butt."

"You thinking of me in that beautiful tight ass or of the night in general?"

"Just the night in general."

"You aren't the only one."

"What do you mean?"

"Hardly a week goes by that someone doesn't ask Jerry and Scott why they haven't brought you back."

"I was so pissed at them for letting you see me that by the time I got done reaming them they are probably afraid to call."

"You sound almost like you wish they would call. In fact, you sound like you want to do it again."

I was silent for a moment or two and then said, "I suppose I do."

"Want me to set it up?"

"David! I can't believe you would pimp your own mother."

He laughed, "Yes you can, and what's more, from the sound of your voice you want me to."

"Is Rashid still a member of the fraternity?"