Chapter 20

Adam closed the door to his sister’s room, leaning back against the door and letting out a long sigh. That had been ... something. Even if it hadn’t gone the way he’d thought it would. Emily being drunk the first time something happened between them cheapened things somehow.

That thought gave Adam pause. Had he really been expecting something to happen?

Adam rubbed his hands over his face. It was hard to lie to himself — he’d never been particularly good at that. Just oblivious sometimes. The connection between Emily and himself had been building for days now. Adam could have put a stop to it if he’d wanted to. But ... he hadn’t wanted to?

Perhaps he could have not that long ago — it would be easier to dismiss Emily when she was a one dimensional bitch. Not now. She’d become a person to him.

Still, it hadn’t been the smartest thing he’d ever done. His mother was in the same building — even if she was currently in the hot tub. Adam didn’t think that Delilah would allow him to be found out, but it was still reckless.

Strangely, even though Adam intellectually knew it hadn’t been the best decision to indulge with his drunk sister, it didn’t worry him. There was no guilt or self-recrimination. Just like when he’d had sex with Delilah while his mother and sister waited in the other room ... it seemed normal to him now. Adam knew that only Emily passing out had stopped him from fucking her.

“That should really be concerning. But it isn’t. Which should be even more concerning. But I’m still not.”

Adam lightly slapped himself on the cheeks with both hands. There was no point in worrying about it now. Not with everything else that was going on, everything else that he had done.

“And Delilah said there was someone down at the beach last night. I really hope it was just some guy creeping on her. I should do something about that, but what?”

Adam had been so angry at Delilah when she had told him ... even if he now suspected that the anger hadn’t been entirely his. Now that he could think about it rationally, Adam couldn’t even think of what she could even do about it. Adam wasn’t even sure how many people were staying here at the moment.

“It was probably nothing. Someone was walking at night, saw Delilah, and left when they realised she was naked. Simplest explanation. Although going forward she really should have a camera or something down there...”

Adam nodded to himself. He’d suggest it to Delilah the next time he had her alone. Something like a trail camera, designed to snap pictures of wildlife. That would do it. Even if it wasn’t prevention, it would at least let them know who had been down there.

A splash of water from the courtyard, followed by a soft laugh, caught Adam’s attention. Delilah and his mother sounded like they were enjoying the hot tub. It seemed like a strange idea to join them after what he had just done with Emily, but Adam had to admit the idea had more than a little appeal.

Delilah was always sexy, but Adam found himself more drawn to his mother at the moment. She had looked so damn good in that white swimsuit. Emily got all her looks and curves from their mother; Erin’s body was simply riper. Softer.

Adam had spent so much time today with his mother. It was easily more than they had spent together in the last two years combined! She had seemed so different as well. Had Adam really altered and changed her that much? He didn’t think so. It had begun the night before, but Adam was learning that most of what he’d thought was his mother’s personality was just the mask she wore. Her way of protecting herself.

His mother had opened up so much — not just to him, but to Delilah as well. It had been jarring at first, to see his mother smiling and laughing. It suited her though. She had always been beautiful, if aloof. Now she seemed years younger than she was.

Adam was still wearing board shorts, so he didn’t need to get changed. He took his shirt off, grabbed a towel from the bathroom, and then walked out into the courtyard to join Delilah and his mother.

The courtyard was dark, all the lights were off. There were faint blue lights on the side of the hot tub, but they barely illuminated anything. It took Adam a few moments for his eyes to acclimatise. Delilah and his mother were dark silhouettes, sitting amongst the bubbling and roiling water. The night sky was clear, and the moon cast everything into silvery shades, devoid of colour.

Delilah and his mother looked like alabaster statues, perfect figures, their skin slick and shining with water. They were seated high enough that their chests were out of the water, and seeing so much wet cleavage on display made Adam hurry over so that he could cover himself with the side of the hot tub. He didn’t particularly care if Delilah saw his erection, but it would probably make things awkward with his mother.

“Adam, you decided to join us. Your mother was about to go looking for you.”

Delilah’s voice was low, soft, and yet it carried clearly. Adam’s mother gently protested.

“I wasn’t going to go looking. I was just wondering if you were going to join us. That’s all.”

Adam smiled at his mother even though he was fairly sure they couldn’t make out his expression easily in the dark. Or maybe they could. Adam’s vision was adjusting enough that he could make out a lot of details now. They were probably well and truly used to the lack of light. Adam reached over the side of the hot tub and put his hand in the water.

“I’m here now. How’s the temperature?”

“Perfect. Delilah thinks it could be cooler, but I think it just makes the champagne even better.”

Adam climbed into the hot tub. It was deeper than he’d thought, and he was almost floating as he sat down on the seat. There was enough space for them all to spread out, but Adam noted that his mother was sitting closer to Delilah than she strictly had to. As he watched them, Erin leant back, sighing.

“This actually feels like a holiday now.”

Delilah leant over, gently jostling her with a shoulder. Her tone was light, teasing.

“Why, because your son finally joined us?”

Erin turned to the other women and nudged her back playfully.

“No. Although it is nice. It’s just ... I don’t think I’ve ever done this. Just being social, with no stakes. Nothing I need to do. I don’t know I’m making sense. It’s just ... a lot to take in. I’m not sure what I should be doing.”

“Hey, hey...”

Delilah reached over and took Erin’s hand, squeezing it.

“You just need to relax. Enjoy it all. There’s no pressure for you to do anything besides that.”

Adam watched the two women. They were facing each other and smiling. It almost made him feel uncomfortable, like he was intruding. Not for the first time, he wondered at what Delilah was doing. She wasn’t seriously making a play for his mother, was she?

Delilah finished her glass of champagne, and then lifted up the bottle. She made a face when she found it empty.

“Ah, I’m afraid we are out of drinks. At least in the immediate vicinity.”

Adam looked across at the two women.

“You should have said something, I could have brought a new bottle before I got in.”

Erin finished off her own glass, then shifted around to place it on a small table next to the hot tub.

“We didn’t think of it. That’s alright, I’ll go and get us a new bottle. And a glass for you, Adam.”

Adam held up a hand.

“No, it’s alright, Mom. I’ll go. You shouldn’t be walking around on your leg anyway.”

Erin shook her head.

“Nonsense, I’m perfectly fine. See?”

Erin stood up, wobbling a little. Adam flicked his eyes up and down his mother’s body. The water made her swimsuit cling even tighter to her curves. Out of the corner of his eye, Adam saw Delilah give him an obliquely knowing look.

Adam’s mother turned, making to get out of the tub. Her rear was suddenly in Adam’s face, and he inhaled sharply at seeing the curves of her ass so unexpectedly close. Erin lifted a leg to get out, but she overbalanced. Adam’s eyes went wide as he saw his mother begin to fall. He lifted his arms to try and steady her, but he was too slow. Erin tumbled back with a splash, landing in Adam’s lap. He put his hands on her hips instinctively, holding her in place.

Erin laughed, almost a giggle.

“Whoops! Maybe I’ve had more to drink than I thought. Sorry, Adam. Are you okay?”

“Um, yeah. I’m fine, Mom.”

Adam shifted underneath his mother. Her soft behind was pressed right into his lap — and more importantly right onto the rapidly growing bulge in his pants.

Delilah stood up, quickly slipping out of the hot tub. She sounded amused.

“We finished that bottle quite fast, Erin. It’s easy for it to sneak up on you when you’re just sitting down. Don’t worry, I’ll get a new bottle. I have to go to the bathroom in any case.”

They watched Delilah leave the courtyard. Erin wriggled a little on her son’s lap. She didn’t seem to be in a hurry to get off of him. Adam’s hand was still resting on her hip. Erin reached down and casually took hold of one of Adam’s hands. She moved her son’s hand around so that it was resting over her belly. She then leant back against his chest, her head finding the crook of his neck. Her voice was soft.

“You don’t mind, do you?”

Adam cleared his throat. He flexed his fingers on her stomach, feeling the slick play of the swimsuit over her skin.

“Uh, no. I’m okay. As long as you’re comfortable...?”

Adam trailed off. He couldn’t control it, his dick flexed against the soft curve of his mother’s bottom. Adam felt his mother tense for a second, but then she relaxed.

“I know I said it too many times now, but thank you, Adam.”

“For what?”

Adam let his hand slide a little lower on his mother’s belly. His dick flexed again, and he closed his eyes. Trying to get himself under control. This was a hundred times more intense than it had been when they had taken shelter from the rain. His mother was in his lap. Adam barely knew how to process it.

Erin sighed softly. She put her hand over his - aiding in sliding Adam’s hand a little lower on her stomach. There wasn’t much further down he could go.

“For everything. All this ... I couldn’t imagine it before.”

Adam’s dick throbbed against her ass.

“Mom, are you —”

“It’s okay.”

Erin moved her hips, just very slightly. Gently. Moving herself on Adam’s lap. Back and forth. Tiny movements that made it had for Adam to think. Erin tilted her head slightly so she could look up at Adam. She was still leaning back against him, her head nestled between his neck and shoulder.

“You’re not a boy anymore, are you.”

Adam laughed quietly. He was very nervous, like he wasn’t in control. It was a strange feeling after everything he had done.

“Not for a while, Mom. I’ve been moved out of home for an entire year.”

Erin shook her head. She gripped his hand on her belly, squeezing him.

“That’s not what I meant. I know you’re over eighteen. You’ll be in your twenties before I even realise it. No. It’s just that ... I blinked, and suddenly you’re a man. And I don’t quite know how I should deal with that.”

Adam was quiet for a moment. There was no way his mother couldn’t feel his erection. She was rubbing her bum back and forth over him. She would have to feel the bulge in his pants.

Erin continued, her voice distant. Musing. Only slightly inebriated.

“Today has been the best day in ... hah. Isn’t that just silly? But it is. The best day since ... I was younger than you. The girl I used to be ... she had so much hope. I’d forgotten what she was like. So, thank you.”

“ ... I really didn’t do much.”

Erin reached up and cupped Adam’s face with a hand — pressing his jaw against her cheek. She nuzzled him affectionately.

“You did. I don’t know what made me come and find you this morning. Or why I thought you could ... help. But I’m so glad I did. Everything has been so dark and ... hopeless for so long. I’d given up on anything ever changing. And even if it’s only for this one day ... thank you.”

Erin curled her fingers cupping his face, gently caressing his cheek and jaw. Adam sat there, conflicted. Everything she was doing was driving him crazy with lust. But what she was saying ... He needed to answer it.

“ ... Mom. I — I want to do more. To help you. Things can’t stay as they are, I see that now. I’m not sure what we can do, but there has to be something. If we think about it, maybe even ask for help, there has to be something we can —”

Erin twisted about on Adam’s lap, sitting side-on. She placed her other hand on his face as well, holding onto him gently. She tilted her head up while pulling him down. Erin looked her son in the eyes, her gaze intent. Adam saw his mother look down to his mouth and then back up. She licked her lips, her tongue darting out ... and then she kissed him.

Adam froze as his mother kissed him. It was soft, tender. A gentle and light touch. Her lips barely brushed against his, a fleeting caress. A promise.

Erin pulled back, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her eyes were dark pools, and Adam wasn’t able to read what lay behind them. She whispered.

“You are better than I deserve.”

They stared at each other for a long moment, and Adam wasn’t sure what he should do. If he could trust himself. A sudden voice from right behind them made them both jump. Delilah put a bottle of champagne, as well as a glass for Adam, on the small table. Her voice was a slow drawl, teasing.

“You’re giving out kisses and I missed it? Is it too late for me to have one?”