Chapter 2

A trace of that same smile plays across Sean's face, as he reviews the previous day.

The morning had begun as did most days, with breakfast on the patio, with the rest of the family. Jake's absence was the only flaw, in what promised to be a beautiful day. The day held the prospect of some sadness, with a memorial service scheduled for the afternoon, and attendance at the mortuary in the evening. His eulogy for his father was ready, and his clothes laid out. As his reflections moved past the afternoon, and evening, the smile broadened. He re-called returning home with the rest of the family, saying goodnight to the girls and his mother and going to his room. He was restless and, after changing into his pajamas, went down stairs to the den and turned on the TV. Soon his head lolled onto the back of the sofa, on which he sat, and his eyes closed.

"I heard the TV. What are you watching?"

He jerked up, startled, and looked around.

"Oh, it's you, Mom. Nothing special. I was just feeling restless."

She sat beside him, and rested her head on his shoulder.

"We have to talk! You have to be the man of the house now, for me and the girls."

His arm went around her shoulders, in a gesture of love and comfort

"How do you mean? We've got enough money, and the insurance will pay off the house."

"I know. What I need from you is help with the girl's upbringing, and frankly, with my own happiness... Are you hungry? I am. I'll get us something. Why don't you get out that "Bimini Race" tape? We can watch you and Dad win."

She rose, and went toward the kitchen.

Sean went to the shelf that held the VCR and tapes, and pulled out the one labeled "Boat", inserted it into the VCR, and picked up the remote. As he returned to the sofa, the tape started to play automatically. By the time he had re-seated himself and turned his attention to the TV, the scene on the screen froze his eyes. There, at the foot of the companionway ladder, stood his Mother, slowly removing her Bikini top. She cups her hands under her breasts, and gently pinches each nipple with thumb and fore-finger, licks her lips and smiles at the camera. Sean is transfixed, his thumb on the "Remote" is frozen and his eyes locked on the screen. The camera-man zoomed in on that smile for a moment, and then drew back, as Maggie hooks her thumbs in the sides of her Bikini bottom, and slowly pushes them down. Her smile broadens, as the camera-man steps into the picture and advances toward her. It is Jake who was behind the camera, and he is dressed in a swim suit, which he now removes. Maggie's eyes drift downward, as he approaches. Then they are in each others arms and sinking to the berth. Maggie lies on her back, and, holding his head in her hands, kisses his eyes, and then his mouth, before pushing his face down between her wide-spread legs. His tongue laps up and down her split, and circles her clitoris. Then he bites it gently, and shakes his head lightly. She grimaces with pleasure and moans softly, rolling her head from side to side.

Sean, seated on the sofa, eyes transfixed to the screen, now has his prick in his hand and his tongue protrudes slightly. Maggie enters with a tray in her hand and stands in the door-way a moment, watching, before walking, un-noticed, to the sofa, setting down the tray and kneeling before her son. She removes Sean's hand and replaces it with her own, smiling up at him, and gently starts to move it up and down. After a few moments she lowers her head, to lick off the drop that has appeared at the tip of his prick. Another smile upward, and her mouth engulfs the head of his prick in her warm mouth, then she firmly tightens her lips around it. Her head moves up and down smoothly, until Sean stiffens, groans, and shakes his head. Maggie swallows, removes her mouth from his prick, and says "Let's go upstairs, Sean".

They rise and start up the stairs, their arms around each other, and bodies pressed tightly side to side. At the head of the stairs, a right turn leads to Sean's room, where they fall on the bed and lay back smiling at one another. After a few moments the smile fades from Sean's face, and is replaced by a frown. When she sees this, Maggie sits up and turns to him.

"Don't worry, Darling, it's all right. You know I love you, and what better way to show it? Don't feel guilty. What we are doing hurts no-one, not even you, unless you let it. Society says it's wrong because that used to be true. Children were born with birth defects then, because there was no good form of birth control. If you don't let them lay a guilt trip on you, all that will happen is, that you will learn to enjoy and please a woman, from one you know loves you, and has your best interest at heart".