All characters engaged in sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age or older.
Caution: This is a work of complete fiction so the rules of reality don't necessarily apply. Bondage can be a lot of fun and bring pleasure but only when done responsibly and intelligently. There is nothing sexy about the loss of circulation/feeling.
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Jenny looked over at her boyfriend lying on her bed with a large textbook open as he wrote in a notebook.
"Are you busy Craig?"
Craig looked up and smiled at her, putting his pen down, "I'd be glad to take a break."
Jenny smiled, "Good, I'd like to have a talk with you."
After a moment Jenny burst into giggles, "Oh my God. You should see your face. Are you afraid I'm going to break up with you?"
Craig blushed and ducked his head a bit. "I feel so lucky, I never want this to end."
Jenny's smile grew as she came out of her desk chair to sit next to her blushing boyfriend to smother him in kisses.
"That makes two of us. Don't worry baby. I'm in for the long haul." She replied when they came up for air.
"Okay," Craig nodded, "What's up? What do you want to talk about?"
"Do you remember that day your mom caught us in your bedroom fooling around?"
Craig's redness grew darker, "How can I ever forget. It's seared in my brain."
Jenny laughed.
"We were going along beautifully. I loved the kissing. And then you feeling me that day? I can't begin to describe the tingles I got while you were unbuttoning my shirt. Then your mom comes in and boom! You've totally stopped, even to today. Kissing is all I get."
Craig's redness grew along his neck.
"Craig. We've been in college for well over a year now. Not once have you put up a door code. I know I'm just as much to blame but you started it all. I've been waiting for you to keep going, to take the lead, control. Nothing. What gives?"
Craig reached out to hold Jenny, "My parents are nothing even remotely like your parents."
Jenny looked deeply into Craig's eyes, "So? I love your parents, especially your mom. But you and I are not our parents. What does that have to do with anything."
"My parents are incredibly wild. Her flashing? Nothing new by any means."
"And my parents are stuffy, religious boring. So, that's not who I am. Besides I get why your mother lifted her top. She was making me feel better about things and you know what? It worked. One thing I've always been curious about - you weren't that shocked about seeing your mom's breasts. I would have died. You've seen them before? How wild is she? Did you do things with her?"
Jenny stopped as she saw how uncomfortable Craig was becoming, the red thoroughly infused on his face.
She gasped, "You've had sex with her haven't you?"
Craig gulped and looked up at his shocked girlfriend.
Jenny shifted over to her desk chair, "Oh wow. Oh wow. Holy fuck."
Craig started to move towards her but Jenny put up her hand.
"I'm sorry. Not now. I don't know what to think. I'm so shocked and confused. Please, can you just go and leave me alone for a while. I need to get my head together to wrap around this."
Craig silently just gathered his books into his book bag. He made a move over to her but thought better of it and quietly just walked out the door, closing it behind him.
When the door clicked shut Jenny burst into tears.
She sat there letting the tears pour out of her.
It dawned on her that she was crying more at the loss, the absence of Craig, not any kind of sense of betrayal. She truly loved him. Craig had sex with his own mother. She was sure that was before they met as they had been pretty inseparable since they started going out together. He always went with her and her parents whenever there were scheduling conflicts. He had always shown her unconditional love. Now that she thought about it, ever since that night his mother flashed them, Craig had kind of been sheltering her away from his parents.
Sure, it threw her about Craig and his parents but the click of the door created a whole different sense of emptiness very quickly. It sounded so final.
Without really thinking, Jenny jumped up and slammed the door open and ran down the dorm hallway. She didn't see Craig anywhere. She raced to the stairwell and leaned over the guard rail, "Craig!" she called.
Nothing.
In a panic, she tore down the stairs and raced down the empty hallway to slam through the outer doors. She took in the sight of the quad. Finally she caught the familiar sight of Craig's slumped back about a hundred yards down the sidewalk between their dorms.
"CRAIG!" she yelled.
Craig stopped to turn and stare at Jenny running toward him, tears flying from her face.
Stunned, he just stood as she slammed into him, wrapping her arms around him. He reached up to hug her tightly into him as she buried her face into his chest. She shook them both with her sobs.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry," she kept repeating through her sobs.
"Sshh. Sshh. You didn't do anything wrong," Craig told her.
After a moment Craig looked down at the girl in his arms.
"Jenny, you know you're in the middle of the quad with your pajamas and bunny slippers on."
"I don't give a fuck," she quickly replied.
Craig chuckled, "You're right, you're nothing like your parents."
Through her tears Jenny smiled up at Craig. She let him lead her back into her dorm and back into her room but never let her arms go from around him.
Once they were back in the room with the door closed, Jenny slammed herself into Craig again.
"Oh my God, I thought I lost you forever," Jenny sobbed.
Craig ran his hands up and down her back, "Sshhh. I was going to give you some space, but I was definitely going to fight to keep you. I'd do anything for you."
Jenny smiled and led him so they were sitting on the bed with their arms still wrapped around each other.
"Tell me about your mother," Jenny said. "It's okay. I want to know."
Craig took a deep breath and thought for a moment. He told Jenny about what his parents were like when they were young along with the Hughes and Hamiltons and the parties that they had. He explained how that all stopped when they had kids and David Hughes died. He told them about the Hughes deal and how the parents all started up again including their sons.
Jenny shook her head, "Wow. You're right, my parents would never get that."
After a minute she looked up at him, "Do you all still get together?"
Craig quickly shook his head, "They still do I think, but I haven't since the day I first kissed you. I'm pretty sure there was some kind of graduation celebration orgy last year but I was with you and your parents."
Jenny smiled and hugged him tighter.
Shortly Jenny got up and walked over to her dresser. As she pulled a bright red bandana out of her middle dresser drawer she looked back at Craig. "Claire went home for the weekend, but I don't care. I want the whole fucking floor know what I'm doing."
Craig watched as Jenny walked over to the door opening it. She reached down and wrapped the bandana around the outer knob and shut it again.
