The Forgotten by Cutestarr65
Dive into “The Forgotten” by Cutestarr65, a captivating adult erotic tale that explores passion, desire, and the thrill of rediscovery. Join the characters as they navigate their deepest fantasies and hidden cravings. Get ready for an unforgettable journey that will awaken your senses and ignite your imagination!
This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 and over, not based on anyone living or dead. Contains scenes of non-consent. , “I need to ask you a favor,” said Steven.
“Shoot,” replied Kevin.
“I have to go out of town for a couple of days. Might turn into a week. It’s for my dad’s company. They need me to approve some things since…you know.”
Kevin did know. He nodded to his friend, who was stroking his finger around the brim of his glass. The crowd in the bar was dying down, and the music was low enough to have a normal conversation now. Steven seemed to actually enjoy being away from the house for a bit.
“So what’s the favor?” Kevin asked.
“It’s my mom. I can’t leave her alone. The girl who babysits her from time to time can’t watch her the whole week. And with her condition I need someone to be around for her. Someone she recognizes and trusts. Help her with small things.”
“And you want me to watch her?” Kevin asked.
“Could you? I know it’s a big favor, and I wouldn’t want to impose,” Steven said.
Kevin patted his friend’s shoulder. “Dude. It’s cool. I got your back,” he said.
It was the least he could do for his buddy. They had been friends for years, and Kevin was very fond of Steven’s mom. Ever since they were kids, she was always very kind to Kevin whenever he was around, often making him flapjacks. Now, as an twenty year old young man, he appreciated her looks as well. She was a sexy 45 year old woman, with long blonde hair and a buxom physique, who had a knack of flirting with younger guys from time to time. He was just happy that she still remembered him after the accident.
It happened about six months ago. Steven’s parents, Margo and Jeff Brooks, were driving home from an office party. They drove in the most terrible of rainstorms. A wet road. A truck that came out of nowhere. The crash was terrible. Jeff was dead on impact. Margo came off with only minor injuries, but the damage to her was much more extraordinary.
It was her memory. Or, to be more precise, her short-term memory. Margo seemed to be incapable of remembering anything that happened beyond an hour or so. Sometimes even less. She’s have her moments of clarity, but new faces and names vanished quickly for her. It was especially hard for her, as she’d often do the same thing over and over, having forgotten she had already showered or checked the mail. Margo wasn’t helpless, mind you. But Kevin could see how Steven would be more comfortable knowing a good friend was watching her, as he scrambled to keep his deceased father’s company afloat.
“I’ll give you a list of little things. You can help yourself to any booze around the house and any movies you want to order. Just make sure my mom is taken care of, will you?” Steven asked.
“Don’t worry. She’s in good hands.”
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Steven was loading the last of his luggage into the taxi when Kevin showed up. Kevin had brought a small duffle bag with clothes and toiletries. He knew he wouldn’t need much at Steven’s house. Everything was there in case of guests. He’s been staying over since he was seven. He knew the place like it was his own.
“Again, thanks for doing this,” Steven said.
“No problem. Were’s your mom now?”
“Inside. She’ll be out in a minute.”
And indeed she was, walking out no sooner than her son had said that. Kevin was taken aback a bit by how good she looked. She’d always been a great looking woman. After the accident she looked quite ragged for a few months. But now, after enough time of healing, she was back to her old self.
“Hey there Kevin. Looking good there honey. What brings you here?” she asked.
“No mom, remember? I told you. Kevin will be watching you instead of Sophia. For the week I’m gone.”
Her eyes glazed for a second. Then she nodded her head. “Yeah…sure. I remember. Sort of. You had a job thing…right?”
“Yes mom,” Steven sighed.
He shook his head and gave Kevin a look. Kevin just smiled and patted his shoulder. He was going to be there, so his mother would be fine. They waved him off until the car vanished into the distance. Kevin turned to Mrs. Brooks and put his arm around her.
“Shall we do lunch?”
“Is it that time already?” she asked, confused.
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The first day was nothing special. Kevin had to get used to Mrs. Brooks’s condition, that’s for sure. There were these odd moments, when she’d walk into the room he was. Each and every time, she was surprised to see Kevin sitting there.
“Oh, hi, Kevin. When did you get here?”
It was so bizarre. He had never seen anything like it. His interactions with Margo since the accident were fairly short, so he never really noted it until now. He laughed and tried to explain it again. He explanations were shorter each time.
“Mrs. Brooks, Steven is out for a while. He asked me to watch you. Remember?”
“No dear, I’m sorry. How silly of me. I must be losing my head,” she said with a laugh.
That’s how the first day went. Kevin would make Margo lunch and dinner, while she’s spent her day trying to read, which was often the same chapter over and over because she forgot where she started.
But then it happened. Towards the end of the day, Kevin headed into the bathroom. He was getting ready for bed, and didn’t realize Mrs. Brooks was taking another shower before bed. He stumbled in on her drying herself off. Her large breasts were right out in the open. He got an eye-full of her ass, reflected in the mirror. She was drying her leg, so her thick bush and her pussy underneath were exposed as well. Kevin stood there, motionless for a good two minutes, watching Margo dry herself. He felt his cock stiffen in his pants, aroused by this sensual display. It was then that Margo noticed him.
“Eeek! Get out! Oh my God, get out of here!”
Kevin did just that, booking out of the bathroom like a bat out of hell. His face felt like it was on fire. He could’t believe that just happened. His erection hadn’t died down, that’s for sure. Christ, this whole week would be awkward. Or at least, it would be, had he not forgotten a little fact.
About half an hour later, Kevin was sitting in the living room. He was trying to watch TV, but the memory of Margo’s body was still fresh on his mind. Those large tits. That beautiful bush. He knew he was going to rub one out that night. But any further interactions with her were going to be awkward as hell. Steven would kick his ass if he knew Kevin saw his mother like that. He was of course shocked to see Margo suddenly walk into the living room, wearing a pink night gown.
“Oh, hello Kevin. Are you staying the night?”
Kevin immediately realized he’d forgotten all about her condition. Although Margo sometimes seemed to remember small moments, she probably forgot most of the incident. Still, Kevin didn’t want to test his luck, and walked toward her.