A/N – Just a quick update for you all. Writing of this story has been completed. Twenty chapters in all, nineteen ‘story’ chapters and one very long ‘epilogue’ chapter, which will round off arcs for all ten characters. Chapters still need editing and reviewing but will hopefully have all of them uploaded within a reasonable time.
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Caroline
Her heart was beating faster as it approached the time she was due to leave the office. She’d caught the train into work that morning as Mark would be picking her up that evening for the first time. He would be taking the lift up to her floor and would then stride towards her office. No-one knew who he was on sight. She kept pictures of her children on her desk, but they were from when they were all much younger. You couldn’t look at a picture of Mark at around nine years old and look at him now and think they were the same person. He’d changed and matured completely.
When the phone on her desk rang, she almost jumped out of her chair. Taking a deep breath to stop her hand shaking, she picked up the handle. “Hello?”
“Hello, Ms. Williams. There is a young man at reception stating he’s here to pick you up. His name is Mark.”
“Send him straight up, Janet. He’s taking me home.”
“I’m not sure I want to send him up. He’s rather handsome. Can I take him home instead?”
She heard Mark laughing in the background, which made her blush. She was sure he was used to women of all ages flirting with him nowadays. And she was aware that although her son was incredibly self-confident, he wasn’t arrogant. He was still the polite young man she’d raised alongside her sisters, daughters and nieces.
“Janet, I think you’re forgetting you’re married with three kids.”
“What my husband doesn’t know won’t hurt him. But I’ll send this fine young specimen up now. How old is he again?”
“Yes, I’m a cradle snatcher, Janet. But it’s a lot of fun.”
Placing the phone down, she sat back and waited for Mark to appear in the distance. The door to her office was closed, but she had vertical blinds that she currently had open so she could peer out onto the office floor when necessary. She rarely closed them unless holding an important meeting. Mark eventually appeared in the distance, Caroline unable to stop chuckling as at least three women immediately stood up to help. Finding he was pointed, he noticed him smile and no doubt offer thanks as he approached her door.
“Come in,” she called at hearing his light knock.
He stepped through the open doorway, closing it immediately behind him as she stood up from her comfortable leather chair. She smoothed down her blouse and skirt as she noticed his eyes just drink her in. Stepping forwards him, his eyes observed as she rested both hands on his firm chest.
“Hello, mother,” he whispered, “Happy to see me?”
She kissed him without hesitation, melting into his body as she felt his arms wrap around her, his tongue slowly sliding into her mouth. She moaned softly as he pressed into her, unable to stop the smile form as she felt he was already hard. Even at forty-six, she looked fantastic. In fact, she thought she looked better than ever. As for her son, she knew she was biased and thought he was far too handsome.
“Want me to bend you over the desk?” he breathed into her ear.
“I’d love it but we’d better not.”
“Lock the door, close the blinds. Sit back on your desk…”
She took another deep breath. The idea of having her son fuck her then and there was enough to increase the dampness she could already feel between her legs. “I love you so much, baby,” she whispered, “And you have me doing very naughty things nowadays.”
His hand immediately ran up her leg to between her legs, noticing the grin form as he felt how wet she already was. She moaned softly as he pressed his fingers against her. Before she could say a word, both hands ended up underneath her skirt, easily removing the sheer panties she’d put on that morning. “Mother, I do believe your panties are very wet,” he said softly, before holding them up in front of her, “Why are you soaking wet in front of your son?”
“Because I love him so much,” she whispered back, “And he turns me on more than anyone.”
“On your desk, Mum. Now.”
She giggled and almost swooned as she loved the authority in his voice. Clearing a space she could sit down, she lifted her skirt and sat on the edge of her desk as Mark walked across the room, closing the blinds and locking the door. As he was doing that, she made a quick call to her assistant outside, asking Sue to hold any calls and she expected no other visitors. Sue flat out insinuated that she knew exactly what Caroline was about to do.
“Tell me all about it on Monday. Please tell me he’s going to fuck you all weekend?”
“I hope so,” she giggled as he stepped in front of her, meeting his eyes, “I’ll see you on Monday, Sue.”
“Have fun. I’ll see you later.”
Placing the phone down again, she shivered as his fingers ran slowly up her legs, his eyes simply gazing into her own, a mixture of the love he’d always felt for her, but the lust and desire that he now held for her in addition to that base emotion. Her now deceased husband and former boyfriends never looked at her in such a manner.
“I need my son,” she whispered.
He kissed her again and she was whimpering within seconds as his hands fumbled at the belt of his trousers, before finally lowering those and his underwear. Her hand immediately went to his cock, unable to stop the smile as he was as turned on as she was. “Fuck,” he hissed softly, “Mum, I do believe you’re currently holding your son’s cock in your hand. In your office. At your place of work.”
Both would admit they completely got off on the incestuous part of their relationship nowadays. Both admitted their relationship felt completely natural. She had raised him almost alone, though with help from his sisters. When he became a man, ending up in bed together had been nothing short of wonderful and had been a boon to their relationship. It did help the sex had been fantastic from that first time together and had only got better.
“I want you to fuck your mother, Mark. My cunt is in desperate need of her son’s big, throbbing cock.”
He laughed out loud. She giggled as well. The dirty talk was sometimes over the top, but they loved to make each other laugh while making love. Wiggling to the edge of the desk, he teased her, rubbing the head of his cock against his slit, making her moan and whimper with her desire to feel him inside her. She almost begged him to slide inside her. Leaning down to kiss her, he stroked her cheek, gazing into her eyes again. She felt her bottom lip almost start to tremble.
“I love you, Mum,” he breathed into her ear before slowly sliding his cock inside her.
She almost climaxed immediately, burying her head into his chest to stifle the moan she needed to release. Running her hands up and down his back, he took off his shirt to expose his muscular chest, moving his hands back to his front as she appreciated the faint dark hair that was now starting to cover it.
His hands moved to start taking off her clothes. Her jacket was first, smiling as, despite slowly making love to her, he still folded everything up, placing it next to her. Next was her blouse, then her skirt, and finally her bra. Stockings and heels naturally remained on. Everyone in the household knew he loved his women in a garter, suspenders, stockings or thigh highs and a pair of heels. If they also wore lingerie, whoever it was knew they would be in for a hell of a day or night. Or both, if it was early enough.
His lips and hands were everywhere. Her mouth. Her neck. That part of her collarbone that was always sensitive. Definitely her breasts and nipples. He always gave them a lot of attention. As soon as his fingers squeezed both of her nipples, the first orgasm of the day tore through her body, causing her to clench on his cock and tighten his legs around her.
“One,” he stated with amusement.
“How many?” she had to ask.
“I’m going to make Mummy cum all night.”
“I love you so much, baby.”
He caressed her cheek again, a soft kiss on her lips. “One of my main aims in life it to please my mother constantly.”
When she felt him pull out, the groan of disappointment had her hands clamping over her mouth, giggling again, as she kissed down her body. His head ended up between her legs, feeling her lower lip trembling against as he wrapped a hand around each thigh. “Baby…”
“Rest back on your elbows, Mum, and just enjoy it,” he said softly, kissing her inner thigh, “I’ll carry you downstairs once I’m done.”
She knew he meant that too. It wasn’t arrogance or over-confidence. There had been more than a couple of times that he’d made her pass out by the time he was finished making love to her. Feeling his tongue slowly run up her slit provoked a soft moan. His tongue inside her had her squirming. She wanted to feel his fingers too, but for now, his tongue was just perfect.
Made her orgasm again. More than once. After the third, she couldn’t help the tears that dribbled down her cheeks. Her former husband would have rolled his eyes at such a display of emotion. Mark looked up and saw her face, standing up a moment, using his thumb to gently wipe her cheeks dry. “I feel like that in here every time,” he said softly, placing her hand on his chest, over his heart.
“Cum in me,” she pleaded, “I need to feel my son finish inside me.”
Feeling his cock slide back inside her, she knew he was going to fuck her nice and hard. Hands back around her thighs, she leaned back and smirked, raising an eyebrow. She adored the growl that erupted from him, leaning down for a moment to kiss her, then he started to pump her. For minute after minute, his cock was like a piston, moving faster and faster. When he removed one hand and started to play with her clit, she went off like a rocket, unable to stop crying out.
“Fuck… Mum…” he groaned.
“Fill my cunt. I want your baby.”
She knew, at heart, it wasn’t a good idea, though she was confident that she was still capable of having a child. But it was the idea of making a child with Mark that made it such a wonderful idea. He loved the idea too, but they had agreed not to have one, though they would add it to all their dirty talk just to heighten the taboo.
“Going to fill your womb, Mum,” he grunted, “Life will grow in your belly. Imagine the size of your tits afterwards?”
Despite the pounding she was now taking, laughter filled the room. “I thought you liked my tits, baby?”
“I love them, Mum. Your entire body is fucking awesome.”
“Better fill it with cum shortly. Then I’m going to put on a new pair of panties and carry it home with me.”
That made him stop as he smirked at her. “A new pair?”
“I’ve spent half the day soaking my panties due to my excitement, baby. I spend most of my day at the desk because I’m soaking wet.”
“Fondle yourself?”
She smiled at him. “Sometimes.”
He fucked her even harder. “What do you think about?”
“All the times you’ve fucked me. My son is the best lover I’ve ever had. I hope he’ll never stop fucking me.”
“And give up this pussy?” He scoffed. “Family pussy is best pussy.”
“Mum’s pussy?”
“I love my mother’s pussy.”
She sat up, wrapping her hands around the back of his neck, as she felt him up the tempo even more. With his thumb still rubbing her clit, he kissed her in time to cover her moan as another climax tore through her body. Wrapping her legs around him as well, she made sure that he kissed her before resting her head against his chest, enjoying his cock pumping her though desperate to feel him cum. When he warned she was getting close, she locked her ankles behind his back to ensure he finished one place, and one place only.
“Fuck,” she heard him groan, a last few pumps before he finally came inside her. She moulded her body into his as she felt that familiar warm feeling as he came in buckets. His loads always seemed to be enormous.
“That’s it, baby,” she cooed, “Fill your mother’s hot, horny pussy.”
He lifted her chin with a finger and kissed her deeply, feeling as much passion in that kiss as she always felt. Whimpering into his mouth, he kept thrusting into her until he was quite clearly exhausted, lifting her up so she could straddle his lap as he sat back on her chair. Feeling he was still hard inside her, she started to gyrate on his lap, both of them chuckling as, despite however many orgasms she’d had, she was still horny. She would always be when it came to her son.
“That was a great orgasm, Mum. I’m done in.”
“Want to take me home now?”
“Yeah. Get dressed, then we’ll pick up some food on the way home. Sound like a good idea?”
Standing up, she stood in front of her son for a few seconds as his gaze lingered on her body, before she slowly fell to her knees, taking his cock in her mouth, enjoying the taste of his and her cum mixed together. He moaned softly, fingers immediately running through her hair, though she didn’t blow him for too longer.
“I’ll do that later, if you’d like?”
That question made him laugh. “Mum, I’ll never say no to a blowjob from you.”
After they’d dressed, Caroline unable to stop smiling as she knew her panties were going to be soaked with his cum by the time they got home, they shared one last kiss before preparing to leave. She did spray a little air freshener, as the small office did smell of sex, before taking his hand and leading him through the thankfully now empty offices. It was a Friday so everyone left earlier than the rest of the week.
His car was downstairs in the underground car park, her son ever the gentlemen, opening her door and ensuring she was settled. She lifted her skirt to show the top of her stockings and her rather pale, creamy thighs. Sitting behind the wheel, he glanced her way and noticed, glancing up to her chest, as she’d left a couple of buttons open, showing off her bra.
“So fucking sexy,” he muttered to himself.
“You make me feel so alive, baby. For nearly a decade, I just went through the motions, raising you as best as I could.”
He took her hand, giving it a squeeze. “I never felt for a second I wasn’t loved in our home, Mum. You, my sisters, even Dad loved me in his way. I know the truth now, and understand any distance there might have been. In a way, I can’t blame him, but he was never mean, from what I can remember.”
She leaned across to rest her head against his shoulder during the drive home. Every time they hit a red light, he’d leave a soft kiss somewhere, whether the top of her head, her forehead, occasionally her lips. During the drive, she called home and the majority were happy with pizza, Mark driving them to an independent store close to their house to pick up the usual half dozen they always bought, in addition to various sides.
The rest of the family was gathered in the living room upon arriving home. Mark disappeared as always to get changed, while all Caroline wanted was to kick off her heels and have at least one glass of wine. Of course, she didn’t get the glass herself. Mark returned in a t-shirt and shorts, walked into the kitchen, disappearing for five minutes, before returning with glasses and drinks for everyone. He didn’t need to ask what anyone wanted, he just knew.
Conversation flowed as always. Mark was sat between Heidi, who ate around three slices before snuggling into his size. What made Caroline smile was how Kelly was now much more affectionate with him, while Katie was sat between his legs. Rebecca and Sandra took the other two chairs, Amy and Deborah on the two seat couch. Simone was out with friends so was the only absentee that evening.
“Any plans this weekend?” Caroline asked the room once they’d finished eating.
“I’m out with the girls’ tomorrow night,” Heidi replied, “Emphasis on girls.”
“Everyone under the age of thirty is going,” Amy added.
“Even you?” Caroline asked, unable to hide the surprise. Amy would happily go anywhere with Mark but rarely joined the others in too much drunken revelry.
The look Amy returned suggested something was afoot. “Even me, Mum.”
Mark was busy watching the footy on the television, so wasn’t paying too much attention, but Caroline glanced around and was trying to put two and two together. Glancing at her sister’s, they each returned a smile. ‘Three of us and Mark?’ she mouthed at Rebecca. The fact she nodded eagerly suggested that she might be having fun with her son and sister’s on Saturday night.
She wasn’t surprised Heidi dragged Mark out of the living room a couple of hours later. If she was out on Saturday night, she definitely wanted at least one night with him. The surprise was when she returned in just her underwear a couple of minutes later, taking Kelly by the hand without a word. The rest shared a glance and started to laugh.
“I think your son is in for a good night,” Rebecca stated.
“What are your plans tonight?” Sandra wondered.
“My son filled me up nicely at my office. I’m not planning on much except a hot bath, another glass of wine, then I’ll relax in bed. But if my two sisters want some cuddles, I won’t complain.”
“What if fingers end up somewhere?” Rebecca asked.
“Well, if yours end up inside me, mine will end up inside you, Becca. You know I won’t say no to either of you.”
Deborah was turned on by the sound of that, as she stood up, offering her hand to Katie. Her twin sister happily took the offered hand, the pair disappearing. That left Amy by herself, Caroline looking at her oldest daughter. “I’m fine, Mum. Don’t worry about me.”
“Are you sure? I’d hate to think you’re alone tonight.”
“Becca, you enjoy the night with our sister,” Sandra stated, “Amy, you’re coming to my room.”
“I mean, if you’d like me to…”
Sandra stood up, helping Amy to her feet. Wishing her sisters goodnight, she led Amy to the other end of the large house, leaving Rebecca and Caroline alone. “Well, I’m going for my bath now, Becca. Does my baby sister want to join me?”
“I’d love to, Carol,” Rebecca replied softly. The pair stood and immediately embraced. Rebecca was a couple of inches taller, but Caroline was used to taking control with her two sisters, being the oldest and all. Since restarting their intimate and sexual relationship, she would admit that they were closer than ever. Not only did they share her son and daughters, but the lovemaking always felt wonderful.
Rebecca met her in the main bathroom as Caroline grabbed a bottle of wine, two glasses, and candles from the kitchen. Her sister noticed and smiled as they both lit a couple of candles, placing those around the bathroom. The tub was soon full of hot water and the other little things that made a bath enjoyable.
Coming together, Caroline obviously found kissing her sister different to her son. Slowly undressing each other at the same time, she couldn’t help marvel at the body of her younger sister. Caroline got into the tub first, Rebecca joining and leaning back against her. Sipping at their wine, they discussed nothing of consequence, Caroline running her fingers all over the supple body of her little sister.
“Been a long time since we’ve done this,” Rebecca finally stated.
“Your tits are certainly bigger than last time.”
“How was sex at the office with Mark?”
“Wonderful,” she replied softly, “I’d love a baby with him, Becca.”
“I know, sweetie, but…” Her sister trailed off and sighed. “You’ll be a grandmother soon enough. Trust me, Heidi is aware of how you feel. So are your daughters. You’ll be as involved like the children will be your own.”
“What about you? Would you like one with him?”
“I know I’m five years younger, but even at my age, there’d be more risks than if he wasn’t my nephew. No, it’s safer with his cousins and sisters. I know they’ll go through all the testing to make sure it’s okay. We’ll just have to be happy with being grandparents. I can’t wait until Heidi has their first child.” Rebecca turned so she could kiss her. “Been thinking about it a bit, haven’t you?”
“I can’t help it. I’ve always been close with Mark. He’s my baby.” She couldn’t help chuckle as, though he was the youngest, he’d been towering over them since he was a young teenager. “But since he’s become a man in every sense of the word, and that first night together, my imagination is on fire of all the things we can do. But the idea of him knocking his own mother up is such a taboo… And a real thrill. We both get off on the whole idea. He loves calling me ‘Mummy’ in the bedroom. I always remind him that he’s my son while burying his cock inside me.”
“I’ve seen you two making love, Caroline. It’s beautiful and also incredibly kinky. Almost makes me wish I had a son to fuck me. Nephew is close enough.”
“How would you like to make love to your older sister tonight?”
“We can do that, or we can lie back naked and cuddle?”
She kissed her little sister on the cheek. “I’m glad we’re so close again, Becca,” she whispered into her ear.
“Me too, Carol. You were alone for too long. I’m glad your son was your first in so long.”
“So am I. That night we made love the first time was the best night of my life. Any night we’ve been together since then is equally as good. I’ve not regretted anything I’ve done with any of my children, but specifically with Mark? That feeling, every time he slides his thick cock inside me the first time…”
Her sister laughed. “Jesus, Caroline, are you turning yourself on?”
“I’m horny all the damned time nowadays, Becca. It’s actually a wonderful feeling, like I’ve rediscovered a side of myself I kept shut off for too long.”
Getting out of the bath, the sisters dried each other off before putting on a silk robe. Walking back into the living room, they shared a glance and Caroline gestured with her head. Heading towards the other end of the house, they stopped at the door to her son’s bedroom, no surprise it was wide open. He wasn’t an exhibitionist, but he also thought sex didn’t always need to be in private. Leaning against her younger sister, she felt the smile form as she watched Kelly riding his cock, Heidi sitting reverse cowgirl on his face, as she was leaning forward to kiss her cousin quite passionately.
“Should go grab Sandra to see how much her daughter is enjoying herself,” Rebecca whispered, “Though I do love seeing my daughter enjoying herself too.”
Heidi opened her eyes and glanced their way, a smile illuminating her face immediately. Gesturing with her head, Kelly slowly turned around and smiled. Then she moaned, as she was definitely enjoying herself. “Have fun,” Caroline stated.
“He’s already cum in me once,” Kelly said, excited as always whenever she was with him.
“Getting her ready to put a baby in her,” Heidi added, “I’d love to be first, but Kelly really wants a baby.”
“Mark?” Caroline asked.
Heidi lifted herself up and lay down next to him. Mark wiped his chin before glancing in their direction. “She’s still on the pill. We were going to sit down with everyone and discuss it. We know children will change the dynamics of the household and how we all have fun with each other.”
“Okay, you enjoy yourself the rest of the night. But you do look beautiful riding my son, Kelly.”
“Thank you, Caroline. I’ve enjoyed watching you with him too.”
“I tasted you on his cock earlier,” Heidi added, “I do enjoy your pussy, Caroline.”
“Thank you, sweetheart. I feel the same way about you.”
“I love you, sweetie,” Rebecca added, walking across to give her daughter a quick kiss, “Enjoy the rest of your night.”
“Once he finishes inside in her again, I’ll get my fill too. Two loads, handsome. At least…”
“Good thing I’m young and virile,” Mark joked, Kelly squealing as he pulled her down on him, “And I’m putting a baby in both of you soon enough.”
“I can’t wait,” Kelly whispered. Caroline couldn’t help smile again at the next kiss the two shared. That weekend they had shared, at least half a year if not longer ago, had confirmed how they really felt about each other. Kelly was still shy and quiet, but her mother would admit she’d never seen her oldest daughter happier now that she was open about her feelings with her cousin.
Returning to her bedroom with her sister, she closed the door as Rebecca took off her robe, sitting on the edge of the bed. Caroline took off her robe and stood between her sisters’ open legs, leaning down to kiss her. Ending up on the bed together, they made out for a little while, Rebecca’s hands all over her body. When their eyes met, no words were needed to convey what they wanted.
Shimmying down the bed slightly, Caroline spun around to get a good look at her little sisters’ pussy. None of the older women shaved themselves bare, all of them kept themselves trimmed, something they knew Mark loved. Shaving bare was something younger women seemed to like doing. There was no missing the scent of arousal filling the air. She’d gone down on her little sister plenty of times since they’d restarted their physical relationship. If they were not using their mouth or fingers, they did have one or two toys that added to the fun.
She revelled in the taste of her little sister while Rebecca had always loved going down on either older sister. If there was three of them, Rebecca would sometimes end up in the middle of them. Sometimes, being the oldest, Caroline would find herself with one sister on her face, the other between her legs. She’d never even considered herself bisexual. She had no interest in women outside her family. Being with family just felt different at heart. If she had all brothers, sons and nephews, she felt there was a good chance she’d have spent half her life being fucked by all of them.
After a few orgasms each, both women called it a night, cuddling into each other as they lay together, bodies pressed close together, enjoying a long, soft make-out session. She loved nothing more than lying back with her son, savouring every moment they kissed. It was almost the same when going to bed with her sister.
“I love you, little sister,” she whispered.
“Next time, we’ll break out the strap-on. You know Heidi got a mould of his cock for us?”
“No?” She couldn’t help laugh. “Really?”
“He never told you?” She shook her head. “Deborah has one too, so she can be fucked by Katie with it. I know Simone has been fucked by Kelly with another one too.” Pausing, Rebecca kissed her softly. “You deserve the real thing anyway, Carol. Heidi is first, you’re definitely second.”
“Amy,” she whispered, “Don’t forget Amy. If Heidi wasn’t his first, Amy would have been.”
“Not you?”
Caroline had to lower her head. Rebecca understood immediately, kissing her forehead. “I would have loved it,” she admitted, “To share something so special with my son. But if I’d been his first, I would have wanted him only for myself. And I couldn’t have done that to everyone else in this household.”
Waking up next to her sister the next morning, Rebecca woke up soon after, the pair putting on their robes before heading out to the kitchen. Amy was already up and about, Sandra helping her prepare breakfast. Caroline sat down and watched, unable to stop smiling, as they were acting like a pair of women who’d been making love all evening. Amy eventually noticed her watching, meeting her eyes and blushing.
“Enjoyable evening?” she had to ask.
“It was a lot of fun, Mum,” Amy replied.
“And your daughter is a generous lover in return,” Sandra added, “Though we both know how much I love going down on a woman.” She leaned closer into Amy, nibbling at her neck. “Isn’t that right, Amy?”
Amy released a soft moan, turning to softly kiss her aunt. “We’ll need to do it again soon,” she whispered.
It was a quiet day for the family with all the girls heading out later. With the weather still being warm, they gathered around the pool during the middle of the day, the likes of Deborah topping up their tans. Mark spent most of his time lazing in the pool, Heidi and Kelly affectionate as ever. There was no doubt the pair had enjoyed him for hours the night before. Simone arrived home, noticed everyone outside, and joined them within a few minutes, wearing a bikini. Caroline approved, as the young woman had curves and no problem flaunting them.
By late afternoon, all the younger women of the house returned indoors to prepare to depart for the evening, leaving Mark, his mother and two aunties outside. Leaning back against the side of the pool, Caroline rose from where she was lying on her towel and joined her son in the pool. She couldn’t see his eyes behind the sunglasses he wore, but she knew he was watching her every move.
Standing in the shallow end, she removed her bikini top, leaving that on the side of the pool, before removing her bikini bottoms. Swimming towards him, he grinned before their mouths met, sliding her tongue into his mouth. He stepped away from the side, his hands ending up on her arse as she wrapped her legs around him.
“I love you, baby,” she whispered.
“Are you horny, mother? Do you want your son’s big cock inside you?”
“Not just me. My sister’s need some attention tonight too. We all need to be fucked hard.”
“I’ll take you out for dinner first.”
She couldn’t help smile, and she loved the grin that appeared on his face. “Really?”
“Of course. Three mature, sexy women on my arm for an evening? Every man, wherever we go, will be insanely jealous.”
She kissed him again, thankful he still wore his swim shorts though felt his erection, otherwise she’d have fucked him there and then. Part of wanted to, but the idea of being taken out felt even better in that moment. Releasing her body from around him, she lifted herself up, resting on her knees, lowering herself down and spread her legs. He swam to the edge of the pool where she was, feeling his tongue run up her slit. “Can I take a couple of photo’s?” he asked.
She loved posing for her son. Climbing out of the pool, some of the photo’s he eventually took were red hot. And she loved them, knowing they would only ever be for him. The look in his eyes suggested he really wanted to fuck her, so she called out to her sister’s the idea for that evening. That earned her son three very long, passionate kisses, before the four of them headed inside to prepare for an evening out.
Feeling as confident as she did nowadays, she had a long, luxurious shower, ensuring she used the body wash and shampoo that smelled delicious and that her son loved the scent of. Picking out clothes was easy. He had two favourite colours on a woman. Black or red, though if she was honest, he was also partial to darker shades of blue as well. She had a couple of little black dresses, that came with all the paraphernalia he loved to see on one of his women. Lingerie. Garter. Suspenders. Stockings and thigh highs. And more than one pair of heels in various shapes and sizes.
Opening up the group chat she had with only her sister’s, she asked what colours they were wearing. Rebecca told her she was going with red, Sandra said she was wearing dark blue, as both knew she would wear black for her son. After getting dressed, doing her hair and putting on a little make-up, the sister’s shared a couple of selfies before meeting up in the kitchen to share a bottle of wine.
Their daughters had already departed by the time Mark walked out to meet them, dressed in a long sleeved shirt and trousers. No surprise it was a tight shirt to show off his arms and chest. Grabbing himself a beer from the fridge, he had his phone out rather quickly, taking photos of his mother and aunts, adding he was definitely going to take more later when he had their dresses off.
“Sure you want to go out?” Rebecca asked.
“We should eat before I fuck the three of you. And you’re going to need your energy.”
Caroline almost swooned at the tone in his voice. “Shit, I’m going to need to change my panties…”
They all noticed him smirking before taking a sip at the beer bottle in his hand. “I’m surprised your wearing panties at all, mother.” He paused before gazing over the three of them. “Panties off and on the counter. Now.”
She loved how he took charge at moments like that. She didn’t hesitate for a second, nor did her two sisters. A pair of black, red and dark blue panties were on the counter in seconds. All three pairs were quite obviously wet through already.
He gazed over them again. “Are you wearing wrap around bras?” All three women were wearing strapless dresses, though she always wore at least some sort of bra. The fact all three nodded had him grinning again. “That’s okay, I love the cleavage on display. You are three utterly beautiful women. I’m a very lucky young man right now.”
“You’d better put a baby in my daughter soon, otherwise I’m going to get ideas,” Sandra stated.
“I’ve got more than one idea. I’m thinking of my daughter and I being pregnant at the same time,” Rebecca added.
Caroline simply hugged her son to start with. “I know, Mum, I know,” he said softly, “You’ve raised three wonderful daughters. And then there’s little old me.”
She leaned back and met his eyes. “There is nothing little about you at all, Mark.”
He smirked, Caroline giggling as she knew something crude was incoming. “Want something big in you later?”
“If your big cock isn’t slamming my pussy later, I’ll be very disappointed in my son.”
“Fuck her now, Mark,” Rebecca exclaimed, “So that your cum is dribbling down her legs while we’re at dinner.”
Within a minute, her dressed was hiked up over her waist, her son’s cock slamming into her from behind. It was nothing but a hard, fast fuck. The only intention was for his cum to enter her pussy. She didn’t need nor want an orgasm, she just wanted to feel him deep inside her. Gripping her shoulders was a sign he was going to up the tempo and the strength of his thrusts even more. Her two sisters cheered him on to keep fucking her.
It wasn’t a surprise he didn’t last too long. From what she knew, he’d made love to Heidi that morning, and she had turned him on earlier in the pool. Feeling him cum inside her was always a wonderful feeling, his chest pressing into her back as he leaned forward, continuing to pump into her until he left his cock buried as deep as possible.
“Holy shit,” he muttered, feeling his hot breath against her neck, “I love you, Mum.”
“I love you so much, baby,” she whispered back, making sure she squeezed his cock, hearing him chuckle, “I’m not going to clean myself up before we go out. I love feeling your cum drip out of me.”
Feeling him pull out, she squealed when he easily picked her up and placed her arse down on the table, sliding his cock back inside her. Meeting his eyes, he kissed her hard as he started pumping into her again. “Oh fuck!” she cried out.
“Can you cum again?” Sandra asked.
“I’m not going to cum again. I just love being inside my mother.”
“How is this wrong?” Rebecca wondered, standing next to her son, “This is nothing but love.”
“I love watching you two together,” Sandra said, cuddling into her nephew, “So much love is being expressed.”
“Plus Mum’s pussy is so hot and tight.”
“We know,” Rebecca joked, “Can I lick out some of your cum, Mark?”
“Oooh, can I join in too?” Sandra asked eagerly.
“Mum, lie on the floor in the living room. Sandra and Becca, spread her legs wide and get on your knees. I’ll give you a little attention before we go.”
“Are we still going out?” Caroline asked, feeling hornier with every passing minute.
“Your sisters are going to make you orgasm, Mum. But they’d better leave plenty of my cum to drip out of you later.”
Caroline giggled, lying back on the floor as her sisters helped spread her legs as wide as possible. She moaned quickly as both of their tongues worked her pussy. Lifting her head, she could see Mark settle on his knees behind Rebecca, her youngest sister moaning as he slowly buried his cock, giggling again when he gave her arse a firm slap.
“Fuck yes,” Rebecca moaned, “Love my nephew’s big, fat cock.”
“Me next! Me next!” Sandra exclaimed.
Caroline closed her eyes and savoured the feelings of two tongues giving her pussy as much pleasure her son’s cock could. In addition to her own moans, and her sister’s getting ever more excited, she could hear the rhythmic slapping of skin against skin as Mark started to fuck her sister’s harder and harder. She didn’t know if he’d cum again quickly but she could sense the excitement building.
Then he stopped, to the groans of disappointment of her two sisters. He was no doubt fingering whoever he wasn’t fucking. “I’ll cum in all three of you later. I promise,” he said softly, “But I do love watching the three of you.”
“Can we all orgasm before we go?” Caroline had to ask.
“Of course, Mum. You three have fun and I’ll watch.”
Caroline quickly found herself in the middle, Sandra between her legs, using years of expertise on her pussy, while Rebecca happily sat on her face, grinding her dripping wet pussy against her mouth. Mark mentioned he was filming, which the three women didn’t mind. They would happily watch it back with him later, and the three were exhibitionists, at least when it came to performing in front of the family. Caroline was quickly rocked by an orgasm, moaning into her sister’s pussy. Rebecca could barely contain herself, climaxing and almost squirting into Caroline’s mouth. Not wanting her little sister to miss out, Rebecca lifted herself off Caroline and the pair had Sandra on her back, fingers and tongues working on both her pussy and arsehole.
“You need a shower before we go?” Mark asked.
“Nope. Just let us fix our hair and make-up,” Caroline replied.
“Brush our teeth?” Rebecca wondered.
“Definitely not. Think I do that after he cums in my mouth?”
“You are so fucking naughty nowadays!”
The three women adjourned to her bedroom to ready themselves again, fixing a little make-up and their hair definitely needed fixing. They giggled as they didn’t bother with panties, though made sure they wouldn’t be flashing everyone else if they sat down, particularly on stools at a bar. Mark was waiting patiently for them, kissing each of them on the cheek, before they wandered outside to the taxi that had just arrived for them.
Mark sat in the front as the three women laughed and joked away on the backseat. He took them out for something a little different to their usual Italian or Chinese. The meal was fantastic, and she was amazed at how a nineteen-year-old man could easily converse with three women in their forties. The conversation was kept light and there was plenty of laughter. Caroline was always impressed by her son, his hopes, ambitions and dreams. She could see her sisters were just as impressed.
After dinner, he escorted them to a nearby bar. Thankfully, the music was kept low, more for background ambience than to start a chorus line. Taking a seat at a small table, he ordered them wine while he sipped at a spirit and mixer. What amused her more than anything was the fact men would approach the three women, asking if they wanted to join them, and without hesitation, they would say all three of them were with her son, with the insulation clear he was with all three of them.
A few drinks in and the four moved to a more private booth, and it was there that the conversation turned overtly sexual. Having spent a lot of time with him the night before, and during the day, she made sure he was sat between her two sisters. No surprise his hands disappeared under the table and there was no doubt he soon had a pair of fingers buried in a pussy each.
“Make my sister cum,” she said softly, “I want to see them flushed and sweating by the time we leave later.”
Her son sat with a smirk on his face as he focused on making one aunt cum first before focusing on the other. Apart from his hand being busy under the table, you would never have thought he was up to no good. He did kiss them as he fingered them, mostly to ensure he kept any noises to a minimum. Caroline felt herself getting incredibly wet watching what her son was doing.
Without panties on, she could sip at her drink, holding the glass in her left hand, while fondling herself with her right. Mark recognised what she was doing and smiled. “Are you being naughty, mother?”
“No naughtier than you are being with my sisters.”
“No complaints from me,” Sandra moaned, leaning her head against his shoulder, a content smile on her face as she’d already enjoyed an orgasm, “And he’s nice and hard too.”
“I’ll fuck you when we get home, Sandra,” he stated, turning to kiss her neck, “But I need to help Becca cum first.”
“I’m close,” Rebecca whimpered, “So fucking close, Mark.”
“Once I’ve made you orgasm, I’m sliding under the table to lick my mother’s soaking wet pussy.”
“Oh my,” Caroline whispered.
Mark rarely said anything without following through. Sandra had enjoyed one hell of an orgasm, refusing to release his mouth as it hit her. Rebecca shuddered so much as her climax hit, she almost slid off the leather bench they were sitting on. Caroline felt herself smile as he watched her son kiss her youngest sister intimately. There was a lot of love in that small booth. She was of no doubt the three of them loved him far more than their husbands, particularly after what happened to them.
She moaned softly when he slid under the table, helped lift her dress, feeling his tongue between her legs. “I love your pussy, Mum,” she heard him state underneath the table, “You know I’d do this every single day if you wanted.”
“I’d love you to do that too, sweetie,” she moaned softly.
Thankfully, he didn’t tease her. His only intention was to help her orgasm, and he didn’t relent until it happened. As soon as he was done, he lifted himself up to sit next to her, wrapping an arm around her body and holding her close to him. Resting a hand on his chest, she knew she was looking up at him like a lover would, nothing but unconditional love in her eyes. That was the look he returned when their eyes met.
“I’m in love with my son,” she whispered.
“Caroline, you’ve been in love since that first night you shared in the hotel,” Rebecca stated.
Mark caressed her cheek, smiling at her but remaining silent. He didn’t need to say anything as she knew how he felt about her. He loved her like any son loved his mother, but there was now a deeper love that very few son’s would share. She’d been online from time to time, looking for websites that shared stories about mothers and sons who were intimate. Whether any of it was real or not, she couldn’t be sure but, if it was, at least she wasn’t alone. Her sisters were intimate with their daughters, but it felt different being with her son.
“Can we go home?” she finally asked, “My sister’s need their nephew to make love to them.”
“And you, Mum?”
“You’re spending the night with me. I want nothing more than to fall asleep in your arms tonight.”
Mark organised a taxi to get them home, finishing their drinks before heading out into the warm late evening air. Though they’d enjoyed a few drinks, none of them were even approaching drunk. She knew Mark wouldn’t touch them if that was the case. He paid the taxi driver and led the three sisters inside. They sat together on the lounge as he looked down at them.
“I’m going to get changed. When I’m back, I want you naked except for your stockings and heels, kneeling on the ground waiting for me.”
Without another word, he turned and walked towards his room. “My god, I love how he is sometimes,” Rebecca stated softly, “Makes me all wet when he’s giving us orders.”
“You should see how he is with Deborah,” Caroline stated, standing up to start taking off her dress and underwear, “He’ll never be like that with us, but even when he’s giving orders or being demanding, our pleasure is at the forefront. He’s a man who knows what he wants, likes to lead, and let’s be honest, we’re happy to follow, and that’s because we choose to. He’s recognised that.”
The three of them grinned when he returned naked, lined up on their knees side by side, shoulders almost touching. Stopping in front of Sandra first, he leaned down and kissed her softly, caressing her cheek, doing the same to Sandra before she received the same treatment. “Girls,” they all smiled at being called that, “I’m feeling rather turned on after what we did at the tavern. Would you like to get me off before we make love?”
To say three horny, mature women leapt on his cock wouldn’t be an understatement. She let Rebecca and Sandra take the lead as she would get to enjoy him the next morning. There was no missing how much he enjoyed it, while her two sister’s had certainly proved to be experts at fellatio and her son certainly loved the experience of the two of them.
“Where do you want it?” he finally asked.
“Faces. On our faces.”
Watching her son cum on the faces of her two sister’s was erotic as hell, and they seemed to love it, squealing with delight as each thick white rope splattered on them. Mark groaned with each spurt, smiling away as he coated them in his spunk. The pair cleaned him up before he disappeared to his bathroom, returning with a warm cloth. Bending down on one knee, her sister’s told him they’d wear it all night.
“No,” he said softly, “Doing that for me alone is enough. I love it when you swallow, but just taking it on the face is a sign of… To be honest, even I’m not sure what word to use.”
Watching her son gently clean the faces of her sister’s almost had Caroline crying as the difference between watching her cum on their faces to then lovingly clean them up was very sweet. Once they were cleaned up, he disappeared to get rid of the cloth, before returning and escorting the three women to Caroline’s bedroom.
The joy of being nineteen was that her son didn’t need all that much time to get hard again, and considering the three women were practically naked, it was no real surprise he was already hard again by the time they were in her bedroom. It didn’t turn into a foursome or a threesome. He made love to Rebecca first, her youngest sister riding her son to a number of orgasms before he came inside her.
He needed a little longer to recover again so he happily went down on Sandra for quite a few minutes. Caroline chuckled as he teased her time and again until finally getting her off. Caroline and Rebecca helped out by kissing her or giving her breasts some attention. When he was ready, Sandra didn’t want to move from her position on her back. Watching Mark make love with Sandra was almost breath-taking in its beauty. Caroline didn’t believe either sister felt any difference in their love for Mark.
“I think we should have a MILF weekend more often,” Sandra murmured as he cuddled into him after he’d cum, Mark in the middle with Sandra to his right, Rebecca to his left, Caroline between his legs, making love to his cock with her mouth.
“Definitely need to use a strap-on more often when I’m with one of the girls,” Rebecca suggested.
Mark laughed to himself. “Yeah, Heidi told me all about that. How many did she get made?”
“Three,” Sandra replied, “It’s not like the real thing though. It doesn’t cum in me. That’s very disappointing.”
“But when I wear it with Heidi, it’s a rather unique experience. She loves it when Mummy fucks her with a mould of her boyfriend’s dick.” She paused and burst into laughter. “How the hell would you explain that sentence to a stranger?”
“Even funnier is the fact I know Katie and Deborah use it quite often. Twin sisters fucking each other with a mould of their brother’s cock…” Mark stated, laughing to himself again, before he moaned, “Fuck, Mum, I love your lips around my cock.”
“And you’re hard again, baby.”
Caroline straddled his lap, wasting no time sliding down his thick cock. It took a couple of minutes for to bottom out completely and get comfortable. Once she was, a hand rested on his chest as she grinded her clit against his body while slightly bouncing at the same time. One of his hands rested at her hip, the other moving slowly up her body, over her breasts to the back of her head, gently pulling her down to kiss her.
“We should go, Sandra,” Rebecca whispered.
“You don’t have to,” Mark said quietly.
“No, this is private time for your mother and yourself. But thank you for tonight,” she replied, kissing his cheek, Sandra kissing his other cheek.
“We love you, Mark. And you too, big sister.”
After receiving a kiss on each cheek from her sisters, they left her to spend the rest of the night with her son. As soon as the door was closed, she squealed as Mark rolled her over onto her back, resting her legs over his shoulders as his gaze into her eyes verged on feral. “Mummy is going to get fucked now,” he growled.
“If I’m not walking funny tomorrow morning, Mark, you haven’t fucked me hard enough,” she challenged.
She almost shuddered at the look in his eyes as he leaned down to her ear. “Are you sure that’s wise, Mummy?” he breathed, causing a shudder to go down her spine, “If you’re not careful, I will fuck you in the arse. And I won’t be gentle.”
He gave her a few hard thrusts, her body almost folded in half. She whimpered and moaned with each thrust, feeling him bury his cock hard. “Oh my god,” she murmured, wrapping her hands around the back of his head, “What the fuck do you do to me?”
She enjoyed the almost arrogant smirk that formed. He knew exactly what he did to her. “Mummy loves her son’s big cock fucking her.”
“She does,” she moaned as he continued to pound her, “She wants it far too much.”
Faster and faster. Harder and harder. He moved his hands to behind her knees, pushing them back as far as possible. She was now putty in his paws, opened as wide as possible, and if he’d wanted to, he could have just slid into her arse. But he loved being buried in her pussy. Loved filling it up with his cum. “Back where I came from, Mummy,” he grunted.
She knew he was going to last a long time having cum in her sister’s already. But she almost cried out when he pulled out, quickly turning her over onto her knees, and sliding back inside her quickly. Grabbing a handful of hair, he wasted no time pumping her as hard and fast as earlier. She couldn’t help cry out as his body slammed into her, burying his cock as deep as possible with every stroke.
Then he smacked her arse. When that made her moan even louder, he chuckled before slapping her again. She didn’t like it all the time, but at moments like this, she loved nothing more than being completely submitted to him. And when the orgasm seemed to flow through her from nowhere, she found herself pulled back against his body as he continued to pump her.
“Mummy had an orgasm,” he breathed into her ear, feeling his hand run down to her pussy, “I think I’ll do that again.”
She near enough jolted out of his arms when his fingers found her clit. She almost cried when he gently started to rub it. With his cock still pumping her otherwise, it was sensory overload. She came hard again within a couple of minutes, feeling hot tears down her cheeks, babbling how much she loved him, how much she loved his cock, his fingers, his body…
“Don’t stop,” she cried out, “Please don’t stop, baby!”
“Not until I’ve cum in you again, Mummy,” he whispered, feeling his breath against her ear again, “Then I’ll hold you all night, just like you want.”
Letting her go, she slumped forward, resting her head on a pillow as his hands found their way to her hips. She was with it enough to move back against his cock, earning another chuckle and a few more slaps against her arse. They were not hard. Not quite playful taps, but nothing like she’d seen him do with Deborah.
“I’m close, Mum,” he groaned, “Going to fill your pussy again.”
“Fill it, baby. Fill me up and inject it straight into my womb.”
He snorted, as they both knew that’s not exactly how anatomy worked, but it sounded hot to them both. “I’ll keep you pregnant until you can’t do it anymore,” he growled, leaning forward to start really driving his cock into her.
That thought again almost had her crying. “I know you’d love that, baby,” she managed to reply, her words broken up by grunts as he was fucking her hard than ever.
He didn’t warn her when he was about to cum. He just drove his cock deep, groaned loudly, and she felt his cock throbbing as he unloaded what felt like a pint of cum inside her. As soon as he was finished, he carefully pulled out and lay on his side, turning her so she faced him, pulling her against his chest, his fingers immediately caressing her back. His eyes were now nothing but loving as they gazed into hers. That word again.
Unconditional.
“I love you, Mum,” he whispered.
“I love you so much, baby.” Resting a hand on his chest, she added, “I’d love to be your wife too.”
“I know. I’d love that too. Heidi and I have discussed it. We’ll marry the legal way. Then I’ll give anyone who wants one a ring too, who wishes to remain committed to me. I don’t expect all of you to remain so as we all know this is difficult. Those who do wish to, we’ll do our own small vows. Would you like that?”
“I’d wear whatever you give me. I’m not going anywhere, Mark. Not unless you get tired of me.”
“Not a chance. I’m not giving you up for anyone, Mum.”
She loved how adamant those few words sounded. If she was honest, she hadn’t looked at another man since that night in the hotel with her son. One or two men in the office had shown some interest in her, but she either ignored it if possible, or dealt with it bluntly if necessary. She didn’t care about putting noses out of joint. She was a professional and her workplace was just that. She was never interested in office romances anyway.
“Well, if Heidi doesn’t mind if I hang around forever.”
“She loves you dearly, Mum. You know that. And she knows how much I love you too.”
“How much?” she asked softly. She almost smiled, as she knew how much.
“I can’t think of any son who’d love their mother more than myself right now. And to prove that, we’re going to make love once I’m hard again. Then we’ll wash ourselves up, before you snuggle against me as we sleep.”
As always, Mark did exactly as he said. They made love a few minutes later, completely different to the hard fuck they’d enjoyed earlier. Their bodies were almost moulded together as he gently thrust into her, his lips everywhere on his body, her fingers and hands constantly caressing his in return. There might have been an orgasm for herself from time to time, but in her mind, the only one that mattered was his in the end.
When he did finally cum one final time, it made them both smile before they spent a little while just making out. In her mind, the fact she loved just making out with her son had her feeling giddy like a teenager from time to time. She loved it when he came home and, if Heidi wasn’t there, he’d cuddle with her, his lips always searching out hers.
Carried into her bathroom, they washed each other down before returning to strip the sheets, as the bedroom had grown quite warm and the old sheets were quite damp. After that was complete, she snuggled into him and was fairly sure she fell asleep within a matter of minutes. Definitely before him.
Waking up in the morning together, they made love again before getting up, hearing him chuckle as she did feel a lingering tenderness from the night before. She’d certainly enjoyed plenty of orgasms so, though well rested, her body still felt like it was recovering. The rest of the family was already up and about, Caroline sitting next to Mark at the table as Amy delivered breakfast for them both.
“Good night, Mum?” Amy asked.
Caroline leaned against Mark’s shoulder. “It was wonderful. Just what the four of us needed.”
“Sounded like you were having fun when we got home though,” Deborah stated.
“Oh… um… Well, Mark was giving me some treatment, I guess you could say.”
“Mum was getting her pussy annihilated,” Mark added with humour, before taking a bite of his breakfast.
“Good on ya, Mum!” Deborah exclaimed.
“How about you, Mum?” Heidi asked Rebecca.
“Fantastic. No wonder you’re always smiling the morning after, sweetie.”
“Ah, so his focus was on making the three of you orgasm constantly. Yeah, I swear he does it just so I go to sleep.”
Mark snorted as Kelly asked Sandra about her night. “I think you know how much we love your cousin, honey,” Sandra stated, “But there’s no doubting Caroline is feeling tender this morning. Is that right, big sister?”
“Nothing like I’ve seen Deborah enjoy but, yes, it was a harder fuck than normal. My pussy is looking a little red.” Mark did look a little guilty, so she made sure to kiss his cheek. “Trust me, baby, I loved every second of last night. When you’re being all authoritative and ordering us around, my pussy is just dripping with excitement.”
“Glad I wasn’t the only one!” Sandra stated with humour.
“Think of how I feel when he’s really being dominant,” Deborah added, “My pussy is flowing like the Niagara.”
Clearing his throat, Mark asked, “What’s the plan for today?”
“Chilling by the pool?” Amy suggested.
“Fine with me. But I could do with a quiet day, if you get what I mean,” Mark replied.
Caroline leaned closer. “Did we wear you out yesterday, baby?”
“You know I don’t like saying no to any of you, but it was a long day and night. Add to that Heidi and Kelly rode me ragged on Friday night…” He stopped to kiss her cheek, “And I am feeling it slightly today. Lost track of how many times I came yesterday.”
After breakfast, the household broke up. Caroline dressed in her regular house clothes before taking her usual seat in the living room, catching up on a bit of news on her smartphone before deciding to join the rest outside by the pool. Grabbing her e-reader, she found nearly everyone surrounding the pool, either lying on the grass on a towel, or one of the sunlounges. Taking off her shirt and shorts, leaving her wearing just a black bikini, she felt his eyes on her. Wearing sunglasses, she turned to see his eyes drinking her in. He was no longer shy in allowing a lustful gaze to fall upon any object of his affection in the household.
“Do you approve, o’ son of mine?” she asked as she lay back.
“Sometimes, a woman in a bikini or underwear is just as sexy as a woman who is naked.” He paused before adding, “Plus your tits look fantastic in that bikini, and I’ll never tire of that arse, Mum. Then there are your legs, and… Well, I could go on and on.”
“I think what your son is saying is that you are a one hundred percent MILF, Caroline,” Sandra added.
“Definitely,” Mark stated, adamant as always, “I love you, Mum.”
“I love you too, baby.”
There was no agreement to where Mark would spend any night of the week. More often than not, though, he did spend it with Heidi, as they enjoyed waking up together on a Monday to start the week. That evening, there was a knock at the door. Calling whoever it was to enter, she smiled when Mark and Heidi both appeared. Within a couple of minutes, she was cuddling into one side of him, Heidi on the other.
“Thank you,” she whispered to Heidi.
“Figured this would put a smile on your face going into work tomorrow morning.”
“It will.”
“I’ll pick you up again within a couple of weeks,” Mark stated quietly, feeling his arm squeeze her a little tighter, “Maybe I should just bend you over the desk next time?”
Heidi giggled and Caroline couldn’t help chuckle. “It does sound like a fantastic idea. Let me know when you want to and I’ll organise it.”
“Love you,” he whispered, kissing Heidi on the forehead, “And I love you,” he added, kissing her forehead too.
Heidi was right about one thing. She woke up smiling, and despite the horrible commute, typical of a Monday morning, she was still smiling when strolling into her office a few minutes before she was meant to start. Turning on her laptop, she’d barely signed into her system when Sue appeared at her door, almost bouncing on her toes with anticipation. “Please tell me all about it?!” she pleaded.
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Caroline chuckled and gestured to the chair opposite. “I’m not going into graphic detail, but you know what? Take a seat and I’ll give you some of the less juicy details.”
By the time Sue left a few minutes later, her good friend was certainly rosy cheeked and Caroline was feeling a familiar dampness in her panties. He wasn’t even there and that was the effect her son had on her nowadays.
That smile she woke up with barely faltered all day. She was in love, and it felt nothing but right.