My Mother was looking to move from the old family home to a more suitable abode near me so she came to stay with me for a while so she could search more easily.
And that led to some interesting encounters and some uninhibited exploration and things were hotting up nicely...
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"Oh Mum," I moaned as I lowered myself towards her, "Oh Mum, I want you so much!"
She lay before me, her face glowing, her eyes shining and her body deliciously ready for me.
"I want you too sweetheart. Come on then darling - put it in me - I'm all ready for you - no, I need you," she said, her hips rising up to meet my spear, "Don't mess around, just put him in me now!"
I adjusted my posture, now leaning forward to poise myself above my Mother, my cock just inches from his target and closing in...
And at that very moment the doorbell rang!
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"Oh what? Oh fuckin' hell!" I cried, "For fuck's sake - who the bloody hell's that at this time of night?"
The moment was lost; my cock sank as if punctured and Mum's hips subsided while her face showed her extreme annoyance.
"Go and get rid of them," hissed Mum, not moving now, "I'll wait for you. Go on - hurry!"
I got up; pulled on my dressing gown and then descended to the living room and to the front door. Top bolt; bottom bolt; deadlock and then the Yale lock and I opened the door - only for a crumpled female figure to stagger in through the doorway and fall into my arms.
I clutched her to me, almost immediately recognising my little sister Sue, although her face was nearly hidden beneath a hood and her outline disguised by a large back pack. When she finally looked up at me I saw that her face was all reddened and blotchy from crying; her make-up had smudged and her eye shadow and mascara had run and she looked terrible.
"Sue - what the hell!" I exclaimed as I pulled her in and shut the door, "What's the matter? What's happened...?"
"Oh Chris, help me, please!" she sobbed as she clung to me, "I've walked out on him - told him to fuck off too - I HATE HIM!"
"Oh babe," I commiserated as I snuggled her tightly to me, my mind in turmoil suddenly as I began to consider my situation, my guilt and my secret lover upstairs, "So what actually happened; come on, tell me..."
"Oh we've been rowing for ages," she said as she wiped her eyes with a soggy tissue, "He wants my money; all the money I earn; he says it's ours."
She let go of me and began pacing around like a caged tiger.
"I work hard to keep us and what does he do? Sweet fuck all, all day," she hissed angrily, "He just wants my money so he can go and piss it all down the pub and I'm fed up - I've had enough!"
The last phrase was spoken with real venom...
"So he can go and fuck himself for all I care! He doesn't deserve to have a woman around. He's a pig - he's an asshole! He's a total fuckin' dick-head!"
She came and threw herself at me again, sobbing against my chest as I held her, letting her grief and anger subside - while I wondered what to do...
I could have told her all about her useless partner a long time ago, but I'd held my tongue; but now it seemed I was lumbered with the result. I just felt relieved that they'd never bought a house together; that she'd never actually married the guy or started a family with him.
"How did you get down here - it's what, about 80 miles, isn't it?" I asked and Sue looked at me again.
"I walked and I caught a bus and then got a cab," she said, sniffing loudly and still mopping her eyes, "And I'm here Chris. And please can I stay for a bit?"
Oh what - another woman in my care! What the hell was I supposed to say?
"Yeah - I guess so but actually I've already got someone else staying," I said, causing Sue to break into tears again, "But I suppose..."
I very nearly said that it was Mum who was also staying but for some reason I didn't tell her and she looked so sad and small and unhappy that I knew I'd no options.
"Doesn't matter - I'll keep out of the way. Say you can, please, please?" she implored, "I've nowhere else to go."
Her arms tightening around me as her body shook and I found myself nodding.
"Oh alright," I heard myself saying weakly, as I patted her back.
At least she was family and therefore someone I knew...and she knew I'd give in.
"Oh Chris - you're such a darling," she said, brightening visibly, "Oh I love you - thank you so much."
Her face closed in on mine and the next thing I knew was that we were kissing wildly, her lips almost devouring me with their enthusiasm and need until finally we broke apart.
"Mmmm, that's what I wanted, a bit of love," she said, smiling for the first time, "And can I have something else too - a pee and a quick shower? I'm bursting and I'm all dusty and I'm hot and I'm horrid."
"Of course you can - you know where things are," I said as Sue dumped her backpack and began throwing off various outer garments, "Go and help yourself. Do you need a drink while you're at it?"
"Wouldn't say no to a nice big vodka and something," she said, already looking quite a lot better, "Could you bring it up while I shower, do you think?"
"Yeah, sure," I said, praying that the two women, be they Mother and daughter, wouldn't meet yet...
"Won't be long," she answered as she climbed the stairs.
"And you can put your things in the back bedroom," I told her, "you know, the one at the end of the landing which you used before."
"Yeah fine, that's super," Sue slung back at me as she started up the stairs.
Sue had visited me when my wife and I had been together and had stayed on several occasions, so she knew her way around the house and she soon was upstairs in the shower while I fixed our drinks.
But calm as I may have been on the outside, inside I was in turmoil as I wondered how I'd explain about Mum being in my bedroom and on my bed...while also keeping my fingers crossed that Mum wouldn't stick her nose out to see who was interrupting our enjoyment.
As I made two large vodkas for us I wracked my brain to try to come up with a plausible story to explain about Mum already being here.
After letting Sue shower for a while I padded quietly up the stairs with the drinks, just in time to see her leave the bathroom wrapped in a big towel...and cross to my bedroom door. In moments I placed the drinks down on the stairs as I felt the hammer of fate falling.
"No Sue - no!" I moaned, tripping over a stair, "Don't!"