Jake groaned at the sound of his alarm. He lay in bed, half awake, through 3 snoozes until he forced himself to get up. It was Monday, with only 2 more weeks before graduation. He wanted nothing more than to be done with school.
Moving to the bathroom and starting his morning routine was all he could handle. Why did they have to start classes so early? He prepared his shower and went through the normal routine. Brush teeth, drain his bladder, shave. Something was nagging his brain. A feeling like he was forgetting something. Once he ducked into the now warm shower, he woke up enough to remember last night. A grin plastered over his face.
His morning routine suddenly didn't seem so dull. He whistled as he showered. He paid extra attention to cleaning his dick. He'd washed it after his Mom left but it always paid to be thorough. Also, the soap was slippery and fun on his dick.
Dressing in his normal outfit of shorts and a t-shirt he went and fairly jumped down the stairs, only hitting every third one. He hummed whatever was in his head as he looked around to see if his parents had left for work yet.
His mood took a hit when he could find no sign of them. Maybe he'd missed them both? Checking around, he soon confirmed that both cars were gone. Oh well, he'd see her later. He grabbed a quick breakfast and headed to school. He had some plans for when school was done.
***
Sam floated through her Monday morning work. She answered calls from clients, reviewed a couple contracts and chatted gaily to any coworker who would stop long enough. Everyone she interacted with came away with a lighter step or a smile. It was hard not to be infected with such cheer and energy, she supposed. It was all the same to her, no one could ruin her mood.
She'd danced around Bill this morning as well, when getting ready. He commented on it, asking why she was in such a good mood. She'd answered with a shrug and a peck on the cheek before dashing to her car. She knew why she was in a good mood and that was all that mattered. It was no one else's business. Except Jake's.
At lunch she ate while reading an article about the falling rates of teen pregnancy she came across on her phone. Teen pregnancy. Why did that ring a bell? Something she had forgotten? An icy streak ran down her spine as she remembered she needed to get a Plan B pill. The second Monday in a row she'd needed one. Feeling her cheeks flush, she dumped the rest of her lunch and hurried to the pharmacy.
While she was there, she also picked up a package of condoms, hoping she picked the right size. The right size for her new lover. Her son. She forced herself to think it, put the words out there in her mind at least. She intended to continue fucking Jake, her lover, her son.
She pondered whether one package was enough, but then stopped that train of thought. Yes, they were new lovers, but they were prevented from fully exploring their lust by her husband, his father. They wouldn't have infinite opportunities to be together with him around. In fact, they might only be limited to when Bill left the house, which was a rarity.
He had left yesterday though. Maybe there would be time for more than discreet touches. Where had he gone? She'd never bothered to ask.
Sam looked at the Plan B pill for a minute before popping it in her mouth. For some reason this time it was harder to swallow. Her mind whirled in a fog of momentary confusion, overwhelmed by a rush of conflicting emotions.
Her old self, the married woman and mother, was at war with her new self. The elation and emotion of a new lover was overwhelming her old self, causing her to examine all decisions in a new light. Was she sure she didn't want a baby? Examined practically, if she wasn't married and had a new young lover, would she want to take that step with him? Possibly.
She realized she had left one factor out of the equation. Did Jake even want kids? He hadn't seemed upset at the risk of a pregnancy. She gave her head a shake; this entire line of thought was silly. She put pregnancy out of her head.
Thinking back to her initial conundrum: Was the fact she was wavering on one decision mean she was going to be re-evaluating her whole life? One thing she was sure of: she would have to make a decision, and soon, on where she wanted to go from here. Was she a wife with a lover on the side, or was she her son's mate who happened to be married to another man?
Heading back to work, Sam focused on her energy from the morning. It had all come from her late-night fuck with her son...when he'd taken her anal virginity. She felt goosebumps rise all over her body as she recalled the event and her step picked up noticeably. Her cheeks flushed as she smiled at people around her, afraid they could read her thoughts somehow.
When she got back to the office she sat at her desk and prepared to read an email when she heard her phone buzz. It was a text from Jake. She glanced around. Her desk was in an open concept office but her back was to a wall. No other desk was close enough for anyone to read over her shoulder but she didn't want to be careless.
Opening the message app, she saw it was just a few words.
Jake: Didn't see you before school today. How is work?
Sam: Work is great! I am loving life today for some reason. ;) How is school?
Jake: Blah. I can't wait to b done. 2 weeks to go and teachers are still RIDING me. I wish they'd just get off my ASS. I'm glad you're having a good day.
Sam felt her whole face go red. Had he sent that on purpose? Her phone buzzed again and saw he'd sent an emoji of a peach. Squirming in her chair, she fought off the memories of last night. She needed to concentrate, dammit.
She quickly sent back: I'll see you at home, gotta run!
As she put the phone down on her desk it buzzed one more time. She hesitated before checking it and then slammed it down on her desk. He'd sent her a picture.
***
Jake finished zipping up his pants in the stall and stood for a while to try and let the swelling go down. He checked his phone a few times while waiting but his Mom had left him on 'read'. No typing bubbles to show a response.
