Chapter 41: Steve gets his wish...

Steve was walking on cloud nine for the rest of the day. Every time he thought of his mom on her knees drinking his cum his cock sprang to life. As he completed his chores around the house that day he kept his focus on his mother. Whenever she would enter the room he would stop and look at her, his heart skipping a beat.

Grace was feeling the same way. She made it a point to be near Steve as often as she could. On one occasion she went to the garage to get something and saw Steve working on his old car. He was bending over the fender working on the engine when she walked by. She couldn't resist reaching out and pinching his butt. She giggled when he bumped his head on the hood of the car. "I'm sorry, you're not hurt are you?" she asked with a naughty smile.

"Maybe," Steve said as he turned around and leaned against the car. "Will you kiss it and make it better if I am?" Steve joked.

"That depends on what's hurting," Grace said with a sexy smile.

Steve's eyes scanned up and down his mother's body. She was wearing a skintight pair of short shorts and a low cut sweater that hugged her breasts, revealing her hard nipples. Steve could even see the indentation of his mother's pussy in the crotch of her shorts. "God mom you are so sexy," Steve said and pulled his mother to him.

"Steve, your father is just inside," Grace cautioned but didn't pull away.

"You're driving me crazy mom," Steve whispered as he looked into his mother's pretty blue eyes. Quickly he pulled his mother's lips to his for a kiss. As soon as their lips met, Grace's tongue entered his mouth. Steve moaned and began to suck on his mother's tongue. He pressed his hardening cock to her groin as his hands went to her barely covered ass cheeks.

"Ohhhh," Grace moaned as she pressed herself back to her son's hard cock. She knew this was incredibly wrong and very dangerous but it had been so long since she had received any attention from a man, let alone sex. She could always put a stop to this she thought.

Steve worked his fingers under his mother's shorts from behind until his fingertips were touching her pussy. He felt his mother squirm as he pushed a finger into her already wet pussy. He couldn't get it in very far but it was enough to excite them both.

Grace shivered and pulled away, forcing Steve to remove his finger. She stood there with her eyes closed for a second as she tried to catch her breath. When Steve tried to pull her back she held him off and said, "Later," and smiled then turned and got the broom she was looking for and went back into the house.

Steve adjusted his hard cock and sighed as he watched his mother's sexy ass disappear back into the house. 'Later', he thought.

Later that evening Grace, Bill and Steve sat in the living room. Bill was reading the paper, Grace had a book and Steve was watching TV.

Grace was dressed in a short summer dress that clung to her sexy body at her breasts, waist and hips.

Steve could see most of his mom's sexy legs as he sat across from her. He kept glancing at her legs and looking over to make sure his father didn't notice. Fortunately, as always, Bill was engrossed in his paper.

Grace was very much aware of Steve's eyes. She had worn this dress especially for him. She knew that he liked it and it showed off her body. She was also glancing at Bill to see if he was paying attention. He would be going out with the boys soon. It couldn't be soon enough for her.

"Honey, when are you leaving?" Grace asked Bill.

Bill pulled his paper down and looked over at Grace. "In about fifteen minutes. I will probably be home pretty late because the guys want to go over to Crestridge to play cards with Rodger Hanson; it's a long drive, you don't have to wait up."

"Okay, I won't," Grace said and looked over at Steve with a smile.

Steve smiled back then turned quickly back to the TV. When he saw his father put the paper back up to his face, he slid off the chair to sit on the floor. He often did this when he was doing his homework. Tonight he had a different reason; it gave him a far better view of his mother's legs.

When Grace saw Steve move to the floor, she brought her book back up as if she were reading. In fact her heart was beating far to fast to concentrate on reading. Grace's pussy was throbbing at the thought of what she was about to do. Looking one last time at Bill to make sure that he was not looking, she slowly spread her legs. She knew that Steve would now have a perfect view up her dress. She hadn't worn panties.

Steve almost gasped out loud as he saw his mother slowly spread her legs. His eyes were boring into the spot between her legs. God I can't see any panties he thought. Then when his mother had her legs as far apart as the dress would allow, there was no doubt. He could see her bare pussy. His cock, which had been half hard all day, sprang to erection.

Grace couldn't believe that she was being so wanton. Yet her pussy was running like a river. She was sure that if she got up there would be a wet spot on the back of her dress. However, she was enjoying teasing her son.

"Well, I had better get moving," Bill said, startling Grace and Steve. He got up and came over and kissed Grace on the cheek and left.

The living room was silent except for two beating hearts. Grace sat there for a moment then spread her legs again. This time she slid down so that her dress would hike up. She felt like such a wanton slut.

Steve reached down and adjusted his cock in his shorts.

Suddenly Grace closed her legs and got up and walked out the sliding door to the back porch. She stood on the deck and watched the sun as it began to set. It was warm September evening with just a hint of fall. Grace could feel Steve standing in the doorway behind her.

Steve's heart was still beating rapidly as he watched his mother. The setting sun made her dress almost transparent. He could see her shapely body under her thin dress. He walked out on the deck and stepped up behind his mother, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Grace leaned back into her son; her own heart was pounding in her chest. She turned in Steve's arms and brought her lips to his. A groan escaped her throat as their lips pressed together and their tongues dueled. Grace was breathing hard when she pulled away. "Steve we have to talk," she said seriously.

"Later."

"No, now sweety, sit down," Grace said and she pulled him to a chair across from her. "You know what we have done is very wrong don't you?"

"It can't be wrong mom."

"That's just it, I am your mom," Grace said touching her son's face.

"I know but I don't love you like a mom, I love you like a man loves a woman."

Grace sighed and her eyes started to tear. "I know and I love you like a woman loves a man, but it's still wrong."

"We're not that unusual mom, there are a lot of families like us."

"What does that mean?" Grace asked.

Steve hesitated for a minute. "Alright, I'm going to tell you something and I want you to promise me that you won't flip out okay?"

"What?"

"It's about Tracy and her family. She said I could tell you if I wanted."

"What on earth are you talking about?"

"Well, Tracy's family is a little different from what many would consider a 'normal' family. Several months ago, things changed in her life when she accidentally came across her mother having sex with her own brother."

"Oh my God, Jack and Julie were having sex?" Grace said with shock.

"There's a lot more. You see Julie and Jack have been having sex for years. In fact... this is going to shock you... Jack is Suzy's father!"

Grace's mouth dropped open but no words came out.

"I won't go into all the details but Tracy confronted her mother and eventually she told Suzy. But you see, Tracy has been in love with her own father as well."

"But... but... I just can't believe... " Grace said in total amazement, unable to completely comprehend what her son was saying.

"Here is the real shocker-Tracy has become intimate with her dad and Suzy has done the same thing. Tracy told me last night that she is pregnant with her father's baby. In fact she said Suzy is also pregnant with her father--that is Jack's--baby. I think you already know that Julie is pregnant."

"Yes... she told me she was having a baby but I can't believe that both of her daughters are pregnant... and God you are saying the babies belong to... to... their fathers!"