Chapter 6

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 friends, lovers.

Tommy had accepted a football scholarship from the local University and was going to major in engineering. He was a tall, strong, and very handsome young man now. His experiences with his mom had made him much more mature then his buddies in high school.

It was a special night; it was the night of his graduation from high school. Tommy was not going to attend the juvenile parties after graduation. He and his mom were going to have a quiet dinner at home alone. Sue was as excited as Tommy about the evening ahead. However, Sue had something more on her mind then just the graduation ceremony.

Tommy was waiting at the door for his mom; as usual, she was running late. He would have to hurry to make it to the school before the commencement ceremonies started. She came down the stairs wearing a perfectly form fitting black dress. It was low cut in the front and short on her thighs. She had a string of white pearls around her neck that Tommy had given her for her 36th birthday. She walked up to Tommy, kissed him quickly and started for the door.

"Sorry I'm late sweety," she smiled back at him.

"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 blue 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, then fluffed them up.

"Thanks mom, I just love the thought of you sitting in the audience without your panties and me on stage with them sticking out of my suit pocket like a hankie. The guys would cum in their pants if they knew."

"You never cease to amaze me lover," Sue said, kissing his cheek.

The ceremony was long and boring. Had it not been for the thrill of sitting with all the other parents, naked under her dress, knowing that her son had her panties in his pocket, it would have been unbearable. Finally after three long hours it was over and they could go home.

Sue had prepared everything in advance. The dinning room table was set, candles on the table, wine chilled, food ready to be heated and served. They both remained dressed formally for the dinner. This was a very special evening.

"Mom, dinner was perfect, thank you," Tommy said sincerely, wiping his mouth.

"You are welcome Tommy," Sue said, looking nervous, like she had something to say.

"What's wrong mom?" Tommy asked concerned.

"Tommy, I have something to ask you. I am not sure how to say this but I will try. You know I have always wanted more children."

"I know mom."

"Well, I am 36 and my biological clock is ticking away. 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 do not want anyone else."

"I am sorry mom. I know how you feel because I can't imagine anyone else in my life either."

"I know that I am 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, 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 did not 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 startled. Could she mean... ?

"Mom, I, you... what... gee," Tommy stuttered.

Sue reached across the table and took his hand. "Yes Tommy, they are my birth control pills and yes, I have not taken them for the past seven days. That is why I have not let you fuck me all week."

"But, I, I don't understand."

"Let me try to explain. I have 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 saying.

"My God mom, are you saying what I think you are saying?" Tommy said, tears starting to form in his eyes.

"Yes Tommy, I want you to make me pregnant. I want to have your child. However, it is up to you Tommy; if you do not 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."