Mother in Law
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"Shouldn't you tell your mum that you are sleeping over again?" I asked
Glenn when we got into my bedroom.

"No, I told her that I would be home when I would be home. But ..." He
took my face in his hands. "... I'd like to stay over. Not just
tonight. But ..." He looked very vulnerable at that point. "... like
... all the time."

"Oh Glenn!" I cried. "I'd love to, but what would your mum say? And, no
offence, you are only twelve years old. What would other people say?"

"I don't really care about other people," Glenn said. "We don't have to
tell them what's going on in here, so nobody would be any wiser about
that. When it comes to mum, I'm sure that she wouldn't mind. It's not
like I'm moving to another town. Or moving in with some old lady ..."

"Thank you," I whispered.

"... And we haven't exactly been together a lot. I mean, she's got the
guys coming over all the time and I'm doing a lot of studying and
running around outside."

"I'd love to," I said. "But it is hard to get my head around some old
taboos like those about paedophilia. You know that according to the law
I've abused you? Don't you?"

"Pshaw!" Glenn said. "If anybody abused anyone, it was I who abused
you. Let's get over there and get it settled right now, if you don't
mind?"

"OK, I'll tell the twins we are leaving for a short while."

I went into Jody's room and found the two copulating like mad. Jody sat
on top of Lawrence, who caressed her breasts lovingly while she went up
and down his short shaft. She looked at me and gave me a satisfied
smile telling me clearly how much she loved it, bringing memories of
Andrew to my mind.

"I'm going to Glenn's place to talk to his mum. We'll be back as
quickly as we can."

"OK, Mum." The two didn't miss a move during this.

"What should I wear?" I asked Glenn in the bedroom.

"Why not this?" he said and handed me my silk dressing gown.

"You can't visit people dressed only in a dressing gown," I protested.

"Says who?" he retorted.

"Well ..." I didn't actually know. It was just one of those customs you
are brought up with and carry over. A dressing gown was not for use
outside the home. "... You're right, I could just as well."

"Fine and I'll just don my swimming trunks and T-shirt, then we're off."

And we were.

When we opened the door to his house, we quickly realised that his mum
was busy at work. We passed her door, which was still wide open, and
saw four Asian men getting serviced at the same time. She was lying
down on top of one, who was buried in her pussy, another was pounding
her bum and she had two in her mouth.

"This is the fucking best business meeting I've been to in years," one
of them said. "She's the best. The best fuck ever."

"And she's got the tightest arse ever," another said. "I could bugger
her forever." And immediately he proved himself wrong. "Ayeeeeeh! I'm
cumming!"

Glenn shook his head and motioned for me to follow him to his room a
bit further down the corridor. Without much undressing to do, we
quickly started doing what we liked best. Making love. And soon we were
totally engrossed in the activity. I'm sure Glenn hadn't read the Karma
Sutra, but he was quite inventive for a twelve-year-old and was
fabulous at contorting his lithe body into almost impossible positions.
We both came again and again and he seemed absolutely indefatigueable.
After probably the sixth orgasm, we were more or less worn out. I had
come more times in the last 48 hours than in the previous year, I'm
sure.

When I looked up, I saw Glenn's naked mum in the doorway, crying. I
startled and Glenn looked up, seeing her too. "Mum!" he said as he
quickly stood next to her, touching her shoulder. "Why are you crying?"
he asked with concern in his voice.

"Oh, nothing," she said and shook her head. "It was just that you two
look so lovely together. I'm proud and happy and sad ... and maybe a
bit jealous."

"Jealous?" Glenn cried. "There's no need to be jealous. I love Kathy
and she loves me."

"Yes," his mum sniffled. "But I miss someone to love."

"Oh Mum!" Glenn said. "I love you. You know that!"

"I do!" she said. "I do. But you know, I see all those people and it's
not the same. I have lots of sex but I never make love."

"Come here," Glenn said and gave his mum a full body hug. "Sit down and
relax." She sat next to him.

He began to caress her hair and move his hand up and down her back. She
started to relax visibly and leaned back to rest on her back on the
bed. His hand had roamed from her back to her front in the move and I
don't think he was aware that he had started to caress her breasts as
well as her hair. He bent over her and kissed her softly on the mouth.
She went rigid for a short second, then she started to kiss him back.
She put her hands around his neck and pulled him closer. He more or
less slid on top of her and soon the two were smooching. I just sat
back, watching the tender moments the two shared.

Glenn's stamina was awesome. I hadn't known anyone who could match his.
And he was definitely hard again. And his mum was definitely ready for
him. And the inevitable happened; he slowly entered his mum's tunnel of
love. He looked at me with an expression of blissful love, not seeking
my approval for his actions but acknowledging what we shared and felt
for each other. They kissed and caressed and made love until they both
were scorching hot and came. Together. Glenn sent his incestuous sperm
deep into his mother, who moaned and groaned in her orgasmic throes.

When they had finished, Glenn moved a bit to the side and traced her
nipples. "You're great Mum. It's clear why people want you." He was
delicate enough to not mention that they paid her for the privilege.
His hand traced down her tummy and folded round her hairless mons.
"You're so soft and mellow ... and sexy."

She was crying freely now. "Oh Glenn! I know it's against the law, but
that was the best sex I've had for years. Not like the brutes I see
every day." She looked at me. "Oh Kathy! You must think I'm a
child-abusing monster who's dragging her son into the dirt and should
be locked away forever if not having an even worse punishment. I'm
sorry. Both of you. I'm so very, very sorry. I just ... It was ... Oh!"
She gave up and the floodgates were open fully.

"No, no!" Glenn and I said as one.

"I do understand you," I said. "Maybe even better than you think. I
know the law is absolute and doesn't leave any room for what has
happened here and what has happened between Glenn and I. But that does
not make it wrong. Really." I ran a finger across her cheeks, wiping
her tears away. "Nobody forced Glenn into this. I didn't and you
didn't. He did it himself. And I'm pretty sure he knows what he is
doing." Glenn grinned. "Don't let it burden your conscience. Just let
it flow through you."

She cried still, but it was a different kind of crying. It was more
like the crying done after a big burden has been lifted from your
shoulders. I cry of relief. I kissed her cheek and shed a few tears too.

"It was so sweet watching Glenn entering you for the first time. The
love and the caring it signified were really heart-warming."

She kissed me back on the mouth. "Thank you, Kathy. I was so nervous
that you couldn't understand."

"Don't be," I said. "I'm fine with it."

"Me too," Glenn said. "You're lovely." He hesitated a little. "But
there's one thing I came to say and it's become quite difficult." His
voice broke. "I'd like to move in with Kathy."

"You mean live in her house?"

"Yes," I said. "But as my lover, not because he wants to get away.
There'd be some advantages to us all. The most selfish one first: We'd
be together. But it would also mean that he'd get his own computer and
would be able to play with the twins. And you'd have some more freedom
in entertaining your clients."

"You mean work as a prostitute."

"Come on -- sorry, I don't even know your name ..."

"Janett."

"... Come on, Janett. I'm not judging what you are doing. I know
society as a whole doesn't believe in prostitution, but they don't
believe in incest either or child/adult love like Glenn's and mine. I
honestly do not care about it in any negative way. I am a bit afraid of
what it will do to you, but I'm not one to say whether that's better or
worse than any other job. It's kept a roof over your heads and food on
the table. Who could ask for more?"

"Bless you," Janett said and pulled me closer. "I'm so glad that Glenn
has met you. I've been really worried about him lately and that has
definitely soured my life." She kissed me freely and ran a hand over my
back from buttocks to head. I felt all tingly and somehow the almost
surrealistic aspects of this experience hit me. I was having an
"affair" with a well-hung twelve-year-old whose mother had watched me
having sex with her son and then she had sex with him while I was
watching and now she was kissing me and caressing me tenderly.

Bizarre!

But guess what?

I loved it!

We were talking about the practicalities of Glenn moving to our house
and how we would handle everyday life. After getting all that in order,
Glenn and I picked up some of his things and brought them over for the
days to come. We said goodbye to Janett and left for home in good
spirits. On the way back, my dressing gown became undone, but with no
hands free, I couldn't do anything and walked the last bit with my
privates on display. Probably a fitting intermezzo in this bizarre day.

When we came home, we heard that Lawrence and Jody were still at it. We
went into their room and found Jody hanging on Lawrence's hips, with
his hard-on pumping her vigorously. We left them to their devices and
found some cupboard space for Glenn's things before turning in.

What a day!

And what a night!


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