Part II
I would strongly recommend reading part I just to give you some background, but if you want to skip to just the blackmail and incest, this is the story for you.
Just as I was about to tell my mother exactly what I wanted, my father called her and told her he was on his way home. I could hear him talking to her about his day and asking how hers was and what she had been up to, before she answered him, she looked up at me unsure how to respond to him, before she lied to him. I knew my opportunity to fuck her that night was dwindling down, he was on his way home and I knew she'd want to shower to wash the smell of another man's sex off her body. I motioned to her to speed the call up, I didn't want to give her any opportunity to get out of the agreement we just made.
When she got off the phone all she said to me was "he's almost here, are you going to tell him?"
I knew right then she would be mine, to have and to hold, to fuck and to mold. She. Was. Mine. She was focused on what I was going to do, this was all I needed. I told her no; I even told her I understood if she wanted to shower and unwind since it had been very emotional. My mother got up off the couch and walked away from me without saying a word. I heard her footsteps down the hall and then her shower came on. I sat there, still naked, thinking about everything that had happened in the last 90 minutes. I caught my mother fucking a stranger, I filmed her, I blackmailed her into becoming my slut anytime I wanted her, and somehow, I'm still the unsexed kid in this house.
I hadn't satisfied my need, I hadn't established myself over her yet, she was getting what she wanted, and I was left with nothing. She did not have sex with me, and I already told her I wouldn't tell my father. In my mind, she was winning, but no matter what I still had the upper hand, and I had to ensure that she knew that. I got up and walked down the hall to her bedroom, and into her bathroom where she was showering. Nerves shot up my spine again as I had not taken it this far, telling myself I was in control, but feeling like I was not. I began stroking my cock, making sure he was as hard as he could be before I opened the shower door. Between my fear of rejection, and emotions from watching my mother cheat, my cock wasn't responding as quickly as I had hoped. As I opened the door, my mother looked at me startled and tryied to cover herself.
"What are you doing", I asked her, as I pulled her hands away from her breasts and pussy.
She had not given in on the agreement, I could tell she had not completely accepted the agreement considering she was able to walk away without fucking her son. I stepped into the shower, and she began to protest saying we didn't have time.
"Your father will be home any minute. We will have time tomorrow, but we don't have time right now."
"We will make time", I said, "remember the agreement? Anytime. Any place I want. This is where I want you", I forcefully told her.
I pushed myself into the shower staring at my naked mother, taking her body in with my eyes. I couldn't believe how good she looked for her age. I ran my eyes up and down her body, her tits were perky B cups, and on her small frame they looked big. She turned her back to me and her ass looked incredible, bubbly, not fat, but I needed to see her pussy. I had not seen it yet and I needed to, I craved to know what every inch looked like. I turned her around and looked her up and down...to my surprise, she was completely shaven. Her pussy was clean. Perfect. I ran my fingers down across her nipples and across her pussy lips, she shuddered and turned away from me.
