Chapter 2: A vivid dream

The next day after her session with Robert she tried to avoid him as much as possible and this even seemed to include avoiding her innocent son James as she felt they both could see into her soul and this would just embarrass her further. She prepared their evening meal and left them a note saying she was visiting with one of their aunts; so they should feed themselves and make sure to do the washing up.

At her sister in laws house on the other side of town; Joan found herself confessing to her deceased husband's sister that she was missing him so very much. She happened to let slip that it was a physical hunger as much as an emotional loss she was feeling and she was a little taken aback when Sally suggested she go buy herself a vibrator or at least find herself a willing cock to satisfy that particular itch.

When Joan said she could never have the courage to go buy such an item; Sally simply smiled and said well in that case I suggest you buy one mail order; standing up she moved past Joan and reached into a cabinet before pulling out a plain brown envelope. Carelessly Sally tossed the envelope towards Joan; curiously Joan opened the envelope and pulled out a magazine.

As she looked at the cover of the magazine she felt her face begin to flush a bright red. She could not take her eyes off some of the vibrators on that front page of the magazine; and somewhere in the distant she became aware of mild laughter coming from Sally.

Suddenly Sally was sat beside Joan and she seemed to be commenting on the various vibrators; Things like that one is good for anal sex as it has a bulbous head and vibrators along its sides as well as at the end; or That one is supposed to be really good as the rabbit ears stimulates the clit as the rotating barrel stimulates the cunt walls. Just hearing her own sister in law saying the word cunt seemed to excite Joan and she wondered just where this was going to lead.

Joan had almost blurted out what had happened between Robert and her but she just managed to stop herself in time after all what her sister in law think of a woman who let her own son fuck her so well and loved every minute of it. On shaky legs she made her excuses and got ready to go home but did manage to ask if it was ok to borrow the magazine for a few days.

Three nights after her session with Robert; Joan made the mistake of going to bed early with a bottle of wine; although she did not believe in having locks on bedroom doors she had tonight chosen to place a wooden wedge shape under the bottom of her bedroom door to prevent intrusion. This worked well as the door would ride up on the wedge rather than open.

She found though that she hit the wine harder than she had intended and soon a hazy mellow glow seemed to spread through her body as she realised she was slightly drunk. Turning off the lights she crawled between the cool sheets and closed her eyes; her mind began to spin as the effect of the alcohol began to bite. Suddenly feeling a little sickly; she sat up and although not quite dark outside there was still enough light for her to see the room begin rotate and distort.

Fighting back the urge to be sick; Joan laid back and once more closed her eyes. Now a shocking image invaded her darkness; the naked body of her oldest son seemed to be dancing towards her and suddenly from behind this image was an even stranger image. Her mind was torn between staring at her eldest sons rock hard cock which had brought her such violent orgasms so recently or forcing herself to look beyond him at the new strange image before her. This was her younger son James; again naked but in her mind's eye she had given him an even more impressive longer harder cock that his brother Robert.