Chapter 22: Tension Resolves

Tension Resolves - Monday, March 16, Late evening

I got up leaving David in bed. “I need to talk to Jessica,” I said quietly. “Alone, at first.”

He nodded, understanding in his eyes. “Go on. I’ll be close if you need me.”

I pulled on my short silk robe, the fabric sliding over my stiff nipples and the half-hard cock that hung between my thighs. My pussy was already slick, but I tried to keep my breathing steady. The last thing I wanted was another wave of pheromones hitting her.

Jessica’s door was half open. She sat on the edge of her bed in an old T-shirt and panties, legs tucked under her. When she saw me she looked down.

“Jessica,” I said, stepping inside and closing the door. “I came to apologize. I shouldn’t have yelled at you earlier. None of this is your fault. It’s mine. My body is putting out these pheromones when I’m turned on, and I lost control.”

She lifted her head. Her cheeks were pink, but her voice was steady. “Mom, it’s not just the pheromones. I’ve had a crush on you for years. Since I was in high school. I used to watch you and Dad and wonder what it would feel like to be in the middle.”

My heart thudded. I crossed the room and pulled her into a hug. Her body was warm and athletic against mine. “Oh, baby.”

She turned her face up. Our mouths met. The kiss started soft, almost tentative, then deepened fast. Her tongue slid against mine. My hands moved down her back, cupping her firm ass through thin cotton. She moaned into my mouth and pressed closer, feeling the growing length of my cock against her belly.

“Mom,” she whispered when we broke for air, “I want you. I want you to be my first.”

I kissed her again, harder. My fingers slipped under her shirt, finding her small, perfect breasts. Her nipples tightened under my palms. She reached down and wrapped her hand around my cock through the robe, stroking slowly.

“Please,” she breathed. “Take my virginity. I need it.”

“Let’s go see your dad.”

She got up and we walked to my bedroom hand in hand. When I pushed the door open, David looked up; when he saw Jessica, he quickly pulled the sheet over his soft sticky cock. Then he took us in: me, with my legs bare below my short robe, and nipples and cock tenting the front, and Jessica, with her athlete’s legs visible almost to her crotch and her breasts and nipples hard and clearly defined through her t-shirt. His cock quickly began to rise under the sheet while Jessica and I held hands and checked out his strong chest with a nice amount of hair and his faint 6-pack.