Chapter 2

Margaret Mitchell sat on the edge of her queen-sized slay bed with tears in her eyes, wringing her hands as she chastised herself. “What have I done? What the hell was I doing, using my son to satisfy some deep-rooted sexual fantasy? Some perverted streak in me says it’s okay to treat my son as my personal boy toy. How will I ever be able to face my daughter again?”

There was a soft knock on the bedroom door. Margaret got up and went to the door but didn’t open it. “Who is it?”

“Mom, It’s me. It’s Sara. Let me in, please.”

“Go away. I can’t see you now. Leave me alone.”

“Mom, I can hear you crying. Let me in.”

“I know what you are going to say, and I don’t want to hear it right now. Go away. Please, Sara, not now.”

“Mom, let me in. Right now! If you don’t, so help me, god, I will have Tom break this door down.” A few seconds later, Sara heard the lock click.

Margaret opened the door and let Sara in. Then, she turned her back to her daughter and crossed her arms, “Okay, say it, and get it over with.”

Sara approached her mother and put her arms around her to give her a hug. Margaret turned and put her arms around her daughter as she laid her head on Sara’s shoulder. “I’m so sorry, Sara. I shouldn’t have taken advantage of your brother like I did.”

“From what Tom told me, he was a very willing partner to your antics.”

“How much did he tell you?”

“Enough.”

“I know this is not an excuse for what I did, but we did not go all the way.”

Sara kissed her mother’s cheek and held her a little tighter, “I know, he told me. But tell me, do you want to?”

“Want to what?”

“Do you want to go all the way?”

With a deep sigh, Sara’s mother disengaged herself from her daughter. She sat on the edge of her bed as she brushed her fingers through her hair, “I did think about it and was close to convincing myself that it was the natural progression to what we were already doing. My God, Sara, I touched my own son and acted like a harlot in front of him. But I guess you know all that after what you saw tonight and from talking to your brother.

“All I know, Mom, is that you both were willing participants and that you masturbate together. I also know that horny brother of mine was really enjoying it.”

Margaret did smile at Sara’s last remark, “Yes, he is one horny young man. It didn’t take much to convince him to play. A few more than motherly kisses, and he was feeling me up. I’m really going to miss it. The oral sex was nice.”

Sara felt her heart skip a beat, “You and Tom had oral sex? Did you, I mean like, did you do, Tom?

Margaret was sorry she had let that last bit of information slip. Apparently, Tom had not told his sister everything. But the cat was out of the bag, so she might as well admit it. “Well, of course, I did. I couldn’t have Tom do me and not reciprocate. Besides, I enjoyed it. So there, now you know everything.” Margaret couldn’t help but be a bit sarcastic now that she knew her fun with Tom was over, “I’ll be a good girl and only pick up men in barrooms from now on.”

“I didn’t think you went that far with him. I thought you only masturbated with him.”

Margaret threw up her hands and raised her voice, “Surprise, Sara. Your mother is a goddamn slut. There, are you happy now? Now, get the hell out of here. I don’t want to talk to you about it anymore.”

“But I only...”

“Get out, NOW!”

Sara heard the lock click after her mother shut the door behind her and was a bit jealous as she thought, Damn, Tom licks mom’s pussy. My boyfriend won’t even do that for me.”

Sara went downstairs and confronted her brother. “Did Mom give you a blow job?”

Tom glared at his sister, “Okay, Sara, you caught us, and I told you all I’m going to. The details are none of your business. Now, why don’t you go home and let Mom calm down. I heard her yelling at you up there. By the way, you better keep your mouth shut about this. If you hurt Mom, there will be hell to pay.”

“I’m not going to say anything to anyone. Do you think I’m an idiot?”

“Well, stop asking dumb questions, and you won’t sound like one.”

Sara could tell Tom was very angry with her, “Look, Tom, I’ll go. But before I go, I will tell you what I was going to tell Mom before she got angry and threw me out. What goes on between you and mom is your business. But if you hurt Mom, there really will be hell to pay. Goodnight, Tom.”

Tom was surprised his sister didn’t get all sanctimonious and demand that he stop what he was doing with his mother. It actually sounded like she expected it to continue.