It's been three years since Mark left home after having sex with his own mother before Christmas. The two have not talked since the incident, Mark chose after graduation to take a job on the west coast. Sarah on the other hand stayed home forever living with guilt of what took place between them. Please read The Reluctant Santa first, it was my first attempt at incest and I think it was a pretty hot story.
"Hey Mark, Dad here I'm so glad your flying in for Thanksgiving this year. Look forward to seeing you, hopefully your visit will get your mother out of the doldrums she seems to have been since you left. Well see you soon son, Love you." Was the voice mail from his father.
Mark turned off his cell phone and went to the car rental booth at the airport to rent a car for the long weekend. They only had a few left so he was stuck with a little Ford escort to use for the weekend. He was sure his father would let him use his BMW or use his mother's suv. Mother he thought I have not spoke to since I left for the west coast running from the one night of lust that took place between. How he took advantage of her in a drunken state and while wearing the Santa suit his father usually wore for charity.
The thing that worried Mark the most was the fact his cock was already starting to harden in his jeans at the thought of his sexual experience with his mother. He felt ashamed that he took advantage of her and because of this he has had a hard time maintaining a relationship with any other women since.
Mark drove to the family home and got out of the car heading for the door with his bag. He rang the doorbell waiting for someone to come and answer it, after a few minutes his mother came to the door.
She looked stunning as usual, her short auburn hair neatly combed, her tight sweater accentuating her breasts, a tight pair of jeans that showed off her delectable tight round ass. Mark had to mentally stop checking her out so he could avoid getting a hard on right on the door step.
"Hello Mark." She said. "Your father is in the living room watching a movie."
"Hey Mom, good to see you after all this time." He shakily replied.
"Good to see you son." Her reply was short and as cold as the November air outside.
Mark watched as she turned away and headed for the kitchen; Mark set his bag down and went into the living room. His dad sat in his favorite chair watching an old war movie on DVD. His dad loved those old World War Two movies and thanks to DVD he could enjoy the old classics in higher quality.
"Dad I'm finally home." Mark said entering the room.
"Mark bout time you got here" exclaimed his father jumping up from his chair. The man gave his son a big bear hug in the center of the room.
"Easy Dad I'm sore from the long plane ride from California." Mark laughed.
"Really it is good to see you son. Did you see your Mom?" he asked in almost a whisper.
"Yeah she greeted me at the door." He said. "Still not happy with me leaving home I guess."
"Well hopefully this visit will bring her around to her old self." Dad said.
"Boys supper." His mother yelled from the dining room.
The three of them sat down at the table in the dining room to eat supper, it was just a light dinner because Thanksgiving was the day everyone would stuff themselves. Not much conversation was going on at the table; most of the talk took place between Mark and his father. Sarah spoke only when spoken too by her husband and son, she made no attempt at conversation.
Dinner over Mark went to his room and unpacked his bags, he got out his bathrobe and shaving kit so he could freshen up before bed with a shower. As he passed his parents room he could hear them arguing on the way his mother had been such a cold fish to Mark. Mark figured it would be best not to listen and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
After his shower he went back to his bedroom and went straight to bed, the jet lag made it quite easy to fall asleep. When he woke to the smells of a Thanksgiving feast being prepared, he rolled over to his night stand to see a note on it for him.
Mark I'll try to get home for dinner tonight apparently a deal in Japan did not go through as planned and I have to get down to the office to have a conference call with our Japanese clients. Love Dad.
Mark got dressed in a casual pair of slacks and button up dress shirt, he headed down to the kitchen to see his mother there cooking. The smell of her perfume mixed with the heavenly smells of turkey, dressing, yam, mashed potatoes, carrots, dinner rolls and pumpkin pie. His mother looked as good as the dinner sounded dressed in a long skirt that went down to her ankles and a tight knit sweater that just sort of hung off of her shoulders.
"Did you get your fathers note?" she asked without turning around from the counter.