The golden fingers of the morning sun crept slowly across Jack's pillow until they touched his face, making him squint and rousing him from a deep sleep. He yawned and stretched like a big cat, his joints popping, and scratched his beard stubble. Then he cranked open an eye to look at the clock radio: 8:34. He noticed that we was in his parents' bed and his sleep-befogged brain was momentarily confused; then the memory of the world-shattering acts of the night before came rushing back: the fight with his enraged father; then triumphantly screwing his mother, right in front of him...
He saw the sheet, streaked & stiff with his and his mom's dried sex juices. Christ, I can't believe we actually did that... he thought, shaking his head. Well, there's no turning back now, no matter what. Time to face the fuckin' music...
Jack flapped the blanket off his naked form and got up. He went into his room to get his old robe then cautiously headed downstairs. He thought he'd probably have to fight his old man again, and in the cold light of the morning after, he didn't relish the prospect. When he reached the foot of the staircase, he stood still for a moment, looking around and listening, expecting anything. But the house was silent, except for the quiet sound of rustling paper coming from the kitchen. He walked in cautiously. Suzy was seated at the table. She looked up at him.
"Where is he?" Jack asked quietly.
Suzy just handed him the paper, saying nothing. Jack's brow furrowed as he began to read:
"Dear incestuous whore: I laid awake all last night, trying to keep from losing my mind due to your betrayal of me. I somehow managed to, but only just. You both shamed me, just took my manhood and shit all over it. For that I will never forgive you - just as I will never forgive myself for actually enjoying it.
Never.
I imagined killing you both, about how sweet it would be to watch your heads rolling on the floor; but I thought better of it. Why should I throw away what little remains of my life by snuffing you bastards? You're just not worth it.
The very thought of continuing to live in the same house and breathing the same air as such traitorous scum as you makes me want to puke, so I'm getting the hell out, right now. I'll be back for the rest of my stuff later, when I get settled somewhere.
You can have the fucking house. I'm beyond caring. Tell your family and friends we're getting a divorce - somehow I don't think you'll tell them the real reason why. I don't want to see you or hear from you. You're dead to me now. May you both burn in hell for all eternity."
"Wow..." was all Jack could say.
"Yes."
Suzy got up, went to the counter and poured 2 cups of coffee. She gave him one and sat back down heavily, taking a gulp. They were silent for a long while. Suddenly Suzy pounded her little fist on the table, causing Jack to flinch:
"Oh, why the shit did you have to come barging into our bedroom last night?!" she blurted out angrily. "If you'd just stayed in your room and minded your own business, I'd have calmed him down after a while - and he'd never have found out!"
"Look, I couldn't stand listening to him scream at you like that for another second! Yeah, maybe the smart thing would've been to just lie there like a pussy as he abused you, but the adrenaline was pumpin' so damn hard it literally forced me to get my ass out of the bed and defend my woman! I ain't sorry I did it, either!" he said defiantly. "Anyway, what's done is done. There's no point in agonizing over it now," he said. "And hey - look at the bright side -"
" 'The bright side'? Have you gone completely insane, or have I?" Suzy said incredulously.
"Hell no! The bright side is this: it's all out in the open now. There's no more need for secrecy, no more terror of him finding out - that's all behind us! Sure, he knows - and he won't dare open his mouth. The public humiliation really would send him off the deep end." Jack took his mother's hand. "We're free!"
A tiny glimmer of a smile came over Suzy's pretty face. "Do you really think so?" she asked hopefully, desperately needing reassurance.
"Absolutely! No problems from here on. Now we can fuck any damn time we want, baby..." he said, slipping his hand into her silken robe to cup her lovely breast.
"God, how I want it to be that easy! But things never are..."
"This will be. Trust me," Jack murmured, gently rolling her huge puffy nipple in his practiced fingers.
"Ya know, he never would've found out if he hadn't been such a mean, selfish asshole last night..."
"That's right..."
"Yelling at me like that..."
"Yes, awful..." He loosened her belt with his free hand.
"I mean, um, it's not really my fault when you think about it..."
"No, no..." Jack eased the robe off her slim shoulders, exposing his mother's nude glory yet again. He lowered his head and eagerly sucked the fat pink nip deep into his mouth, moaning at the heavenly feeling of the delectible teat trapped in his jaws once more.
"Ohhhh, I've sacrificed so much for this...so very much..." Suzy whispered, closing her eyes as the delicious tingly waves of pleasure flowed from her tit.
Jack pressed her thick, rubbery areola to the roof of his mouth with his tongue, causing goosebumps all over Suzy's body. He pulled on her cone-shaped titty, in no hurry, nursing like a contented baby. He gently pressed his face into the breast, moving it slowly from side to side, reveling in her marvelous softness. At length he released the nipple and appraised it. He blew on the livid, swollen ladyflesh, wet with his saliva, making his mom shiver all over. Then he turned his attention to the other nipple, fluttering the tip of his tongue against it ever so lightly, like a butterfly's wings, eliciting a gasp from her. Jack slid his hand down Suzy's smooth, curved tummy, twining his fingers deep in her lush pubic hair, loving the texture of the silken strands. Suzy whimpered as he peeled back the protective hood of her clit, exposing the thick, inch-long nubbin, turgid with blood. He tweaked it with his fingertip, making Suzy inhale sharply through gritted teeth, then began stroking it between thumb & forefinger like a miniature penis.
"Ohhhh Jesus!" Suzy squealed, involuntarily bucking her crotch in a fucking motion.
Jack could see her pussy juices pouring out, forming a puddle on the kitchen chair. The sight made his cock jump. He slid 3 fingers into Suzy's sopping vagina and began to fuck it vigorously; one moment corkscrewing the digits, the next splaying them, making his mother's luscious pink snatch gape obscenely. He found the spongy G-spot and started rubbing it urgently as he sucked Suzy's titty hard, watching her.
"Ohhhh! Don't stoppp! Please! I'm soooo close! Uh! UHHH!"
