On the Loveseat Ch. 10

"Thank you sir. Please come again soon!" Mom quipped with a happy grin.

"Isn't that the proprietor's line?" I said as she tucked my wilting dick back in my underwear.

"Not at this shop." She said.

"The customer is always right."

"This customer says get your ass up and get ready for school."

"I knew there was a mother in there somewhere!"

"Get up before I ..."

"What? Suck my cock again? Sit on my face so I can make you cum as hard as you just made me? Or you'll bounce up and down with my big dick in your wonderful pussy?"

"No." Mom was barely able to get out the single word.

I got up groggily as mom moved off my bed. I gave her a tight hug when we were both standing.

"Thank you mom. You really are the best!"

I grabbed some clothes and headed for the shower. The cool water fully woke me and I had to rush dressing as I was slightly running late. I gave mom a quick kiss on the cheek as I rushed out the door.

When I returned after school, I saw Aunt Jessica pulling into our drive just before I did. Was mom planning on something? We wouldn't have much time before my brother and sister got home. Was she going to have her sister watch the kids so we could fool around before dad got home? That seemed also unlikely. Aunt Jess waved to me after she got out of her car. I parked and met her at the steps.

"What are you here for Aunt Jess?"

"I know what you're thinking! I'm not here for sex. Not that I don't want to jump my handsome nephew!" I probably blushed at her comment. "You're mom called and asked me to come over. So it might be sex!"

"I doubt sex." I responded quickly.

"What could it be that she couldn't tell me on the phone?" She asked with a hint of worry.

"Did she ask you to come now?" I thought that maybe it was something to do with our situation. After our close calls yesterday, was mom going to say that we had to stop? Now was a terrible time for that to happen, what with dad being gone all of next weekend! I started to worry now!

"Some of us have jobs you know." She said wryly.

"Oh. Yeah." That didn't mean mom wasn't thinking of ending things between the three of us.

I opened the door and allowed my aunt to enter. She was wearing snug but not overly tight jeans and a white ribbed knit turtleneck sweater that hugged her fabulous tits, as I wanted to do. I did stare at her ass as she passed by me. She noticed, or had assumed that I would, and gave it a gentle wiggle. I heard her giggle.

"Do you want to fuck my ass again Jeremy?" I coughed as she had said it quite loudly in the middle of the living room.

"What is this about ass fucking?" Mom asked as if she was inquiring about the weather as she came out of the hallway.

"Didn't Jeremy tell you?" My aunt said with a look at me.

"Tell me what? Did you have him fuck you in the ass? You have always been the slut!"

"Yes I did. Actually it was my first time for your information!" Aunt Jess replied to mom snidely.

"Really? You always seemed like an anal girl."

"Is that a thing?"

"I don't know." Mom shrugged. She looked at me. "Jeremy and I have agreed that I didn't need to know everything you two do and that he would not 'kiss and tell' about us. Not everything, but I would've thought that that would be something you would've been eager to share." Mom gazed at me.

"Remember mom, Saturday was the day you and dad were carrying on, and with our carrying on yesterday, I never got the chance. It's something you tell right away or not at all. Unless it comes up."

"Fair enough." Mom answered.

"What's this about you and Justin?" Aunt Jess asked with great interest. Mom gestured her sister to sit, then sat also.

"Jeremy, I made some iced tea. Why don't you get your aunt and I a glass? I suppose you could have a glass too, this concerns you as well."

That sounded very ominous.

I went into the kitchen, and I admit I tried to overhear what was said. It was only about mom and dad's big night and Aunt Jess describing our anal encounter. Boring huh? I returned and set the glasses next to the women. I sat in dad's recliner until mom's fiery glare made me move. I sat on the loveseat while they sat at either end of the couch. Mom proceeded to tell Aunt Jess about dad's trip and the fact that she had refused to accompany him. Aunt Jess looked to me with a question in her eye.

"I'm not going either. Not with school almost finished."

She looked back at mom.

"I didn't refuse to go just so we could have sex all weekend!" Mom answered her sister's unvoiced comment. "Not that we won't. But it's not why I said no. The kids have perfect attendance and are proud of that. I'm not taking them out of school so we can sit at a resort while Justin is golfing and drinks all day without us. If it was a family trip I might be more willing to agree, but it's a work trip that they are bringing families so they don't feel guilty about it. I won't agree to token trip like that."

"As nice as it sounds, it is pretty crappy that all the wives will be babysitting kids all day while the guys actually have a vacation!" Aunt Jess agreed.

I didn't think that the trip was what they were making it out to be, but I wasn't going to argue with either of them. And if it got me a weekend with mom and her sister, I would agree to pretty much anything! So I simply nodded to their complaints.

"But what about Johnny and Jojo? We can't do much with them still here."

"You're as bad as Jeremy, Jess! Already planning on the togas and the tequila aren't you?" Mom asked rhetorically. Togas and tequila? I was in!

"Tell me you're not as excited at the prospect as we are?" Aunt Jess asked less rhetorically, but still not expecting an answer. "We could take them to mom's! I'm sure she'd love to see the kids for the weekend!"

"We can't do that Jess. They'd tell their dad about being with grandma and when they were the reason I made about not going it would look suspicious for me not going with him. Not that he would suspect the truth. I hope."

"But mom you told dad it was because of Friday and Monday. If you say grandma asked to see them on Saturday and Sunday, your excuse is still valid and we can have our weekend free. I'm sure they both would love to see Grandma Sharon."

"I'm not dumping my kids off at my mother's so I can have a debauchery filled two days with my sister and my son!" Mom said defiantly. To me it sounded like a perfect plan!

"Jenny I'm not saying that we want to dump Johnny and Jojo on mom. You know I love them both. I love all your kids." Aunt Jess looked longingly at me.

"We love you too Aunt Jessica!" I replied. She smiled sexily at me.

"You know how thrilled mom would be to have them. You're always saying that she makes comments about how much she doesn't get to see them, not like she did when Jeremy was younger."

I had always loved going to Grandma Sharon's house. She'd give me treats and we'd play games all day and I would ... but I digress.

"Yes mom would love it, the kids would love it, but then why do I feel so guilty about agreeing to it?"

"Because you want the debauchery and the togas and the tequila too mom!"

"There will be no alcohol!" She said sternly.

Aunt Jess laughed at the same time as I did. Mom looked at us puzzled.

"No alcohol, but you're fine with the togas and debauchery?" Aunt Jess asked. I held back more laughter. A smile grew on mom's lips.

"I guess when you put it like that, it is amusing."

"Toga! Toga! Toga!" Aunt Jessica chanted.

It seemed that I remembered those words from an old 80's movie that I couldn't think of at that moment. Mom must have remembered it because she laughed then.

"But what if Justin asks?" She questioned us.

"Do you really think he would mom?"

"Yeah Jenny, just tell him mom called after he left and that it was a coincidence and just a spur of the moment thing. It's not like he's going to think you have a hot young stud lined up for the weekend is he?" Aunt Jess said and gave me another undressing with her gaze.

"Well, no." Mom answered still wavering.

"Come on mom, how many chances will we get like this? You keep saying how dangerous it is with dad and the kids here. Now's our chance with none of them around." I pleaded.

Mom looked me square in the face and I could see the pleading in her own eyes. She did want this as bad as Aunt Jess and I; she just had to convince her practical, motherly side to let the sexy cougar half have some fun. A look crossed her face that let me know the cougar had won out.

"Okay, I'll call mom. I'll have to tell her that it has to be her idea if it ever comes up." She gave a resigned sigh.

"That'll make her suspicious, but mom's suspicious of everything!" Aunt Jess added with too much glee. "It's not like Justin and mom will ever stop and compare notes. They hardly ever talk, even standing right next to each other."

Aunt Jessica did have a point. I don't think I've ever heard dad say anything more than hello to Grandma Sharon, and she talked to everyone, and I mean every one, and she only ever added goodbye to their conversations. I never knew why and had never asked.

"I still feel like this makes it official now, that I'm cheating on Justin, your father." Mom added that last while looking at me. "That by making whatever excuses to not go with him, I'm trying to justify staying home to spend time, a whole weekend, with my new lover." She made a point of not looking at me then, like that would cause her to lose any resolve to voice her concerns. "I can't say I'm sorry that all this started, or that I've involved you Jessica, but that doesn't make any of this any easier."

"You've never denied that you've been cheating on dad, but it's not the same really. You're not doing it with some strange man you picked up at the grocery store." I tried to ease her consciousness, but I wasn't sure if I did though.

"No Jeremy." Mom did look at me now, with sad but smiling eyes. "This makes it worse. That he's not good enough for me, but his son, our son, is. It's not only me cheating on him, it's you too!"

I had to turn away from mom's gaze with this near-accusation. Aunt Jessica nodded her agreement. How did this suddenly become all about me? I was still technically the victim here. I hadn't started this. Not with mom. And not with Aunt Jess either. I hadn't done anything until our third encounter. I had been a willing bystander, very willing, but still just a bystander. Both of them were still looking at me and I was getting very uncomfortable.

"But it's not all our fault mom. If he'd been taking care of you, none of this would have even started." I tried to deflect this unwanted attention.

"That's a feeble excuse Jeremy. I'm sure that there are millions of wives that aren't being fulfilled that aren't cheating. That doesn't justify this. And at this point, I don't know that even if he had been taking care of my 'needs' that I wouldn't have kept my hand there. I've since learned that there is something about you Jeremy that makes me want to be dangerous with you!" Her tone had softened and I was able to look at her again.

"I've always wanted to be dangerous with you." Aunt Jess added, not wanting to be left out. Well, anymore than she already felt. I turned to take in her gaze.

"You two are the most dangerous women that I know, and I don't ever want to lose you. Either of you." I stared intently at my aunt with my last statement to show she shouldn't feel slighted in the least. A smile bloomed on her lips. Mom saw this and smiled too.

"Just because we are going to do this doesn't mean I am completely okay with it." The smile didn't leave her lips though.

"I'm not either mom. I've accepted that since that first time we had sex. I love to be with you. Both of you. But I didn't set out to steal you from dad. I don't want to do anything to hurt him, or the family. I want you for myself, but I don't want to have my parents get divorced either." I said with my deepest sincerity.

"You didn't steal me Jeremy. I gave myself to you willingly." Mom's loving look swelled my heart. It hurt that being with her was also causing her any anguish. It only made me want to comfort and please her all the more.

Aunt Jessica looked on with an odd stare that to me looked like jealousy. But it seemed to be directed at me and not her sister. My aunt obviously had her own unvoiced issues to deal with. I don't know what I had done to her for her to be jealous. She saw me staring at her and the look washed from her face and was replaced by a weak smile that seemed forced. Mom broke the silence that had filled the room.

"So I'll call mom to make sure it will be okay for the kids to come for the weekend. Justin leaves Thursday evening but we'll still have our usual Friday movie night routine; we shouldn't change that just because you're dad isn't here." Aunt Jess got a lecherous grin on her lips. Mom continued unaware. "Johnny and Jojo do look forward to Fridays."

"Me too!" I interrupted. Mom waved aside my words.

"Jessica will stay over like she does ..." Mom's eyes drifted as she contemplated what we would be doing that evening. "Saturday morning we will have breakfast, then take the kids to mom's. Sunday night we will go pick them up and things will go back to normal." She finished as if our plans were set in stone now.

"Normal? Is anything in this house normal mom?" I said.

The front door burst open at that moment as Johnny charged in, Jojo not far behind him.

"Aunt Jess!" My brother shouted and leapt into her lap. The way he hugged her made me wonder if he had realized her full breasts were more than a hindrance to his hugging her. Jojo was swept up in my aunt's arms along with my brother. Mom's eyes grew solemn as she watched this scene, obviously doubting herself and her choices.

"It'll be okay mom."

She looked over at me and although the look stayed in place, her eyes did light up. Aunt Jess had started to tickle her young nephew and niece, their raucous giggling filling the room with unbridled joy. Mom glanced back to the mad piling of arms and legs, then returned her look to me.

"I'm sure it will honey. I sure hope so."

I picked up my untouched tea and drank it in one long drink, gulping it down thirstily. Mom watched and picked up her own glass, but she only sipped it before setting it down again. I took my empty glass to the kitchen. I didn't know if there was more that mom wanted to say, anything that she could say with other ears now in the room. I reentered the living room and nodded to mom to draw her attention.

"Anything else for me? If not, I'm going to my room to do some homework." She just nodded.

I went upstairs, grabbing my backpack as I did. I heard mom break up the other two with commands of doing homework and their protests in return. I lost myself to learning for a few hours, hearing my siblings come up to their rooms at some point. Mom called us for dinner, and I saw that dad was home but that Aunt Jess had left without my hearing her leave. Dad asked about mom's scratch and I remembered that I hadn't stopped at the hardware store. I made up something quickly that it was only color-match and so I had only gotten enough for mom's car. He looked disappointed that I hadn't thought to get some for his SUV, but said nothing more about it.

I was disappointed that mom didn't come to 'tuck' me in that evening, nor did she come the next morning. It was only when I got home after school on Tuesday that she made up for her lapse. I walked in the front door and mom was waiting for me on her knees. She attacked my pants when I approached and had them and my boxers down to my knees before I had even set down my backpack. She engulfed my rising cock with obvious hunger.

"Jeez mom!" I croaked out.

"I hope you haven't had to throw out any of your delicious product. I think I may need a double helping today." Her eyes peered up at me with such helpless longing.

"I was thinking I might have to before the pump blew out with the back pressure!" I replied.

This ongoing protein shake innuendo was getting a bit old for me, but it seemed to excite mom to have this slang for sucking my cock and swallowing my cum, so who was I to deny her that? Hearing my words caused her to suck with greater vigor and I knew that it would only be a couple of minutes if she kept up as she was doing.

"God yes mom! Suck my big cock! Your mouth feels so good!" I exclaimed loudly.

"Give me your cum Jeremy! I love it!"

She was bobbing up and down at a reckless pace, her lips sliding along my shaft so tightly, her tongue somehow swirling around my dick as it pistoned in her mouth to the entrance of her throat. I gasped and had to grab her head as my legs quivered. She drooled her saliva, coating my shaft, so that she could use a hand to stroke me from the base up as her mouth sucked me from the top down. Her second hand played with my boiling balls.

I lost it then and called out heedless of any ears that might hear me.

"Cuumming mommm! Cummming!"

Mom pulled back until only my domed head was still in her mouth, to make room for the amount of sperm I began to pump into her oral chamber. My other hand grabbed at her hair, my chest tightened, my breath ceased, my eyes clenched, and I continued to fill mom's mouth as fast as she could swallow. My balls must have been huge with the amount of cum I was spraying on mom's tonsils.

When I finished and mom had cleaned my dick off, she rolled back onto her feet and stood up. She was wearing a satiny off-red blouse with a fair amount of cleavage showing, and a black, knee-length pencil skirt that made me marvel at how she had stood without trouble. I bent down to pull up my pants.

"Don't bother with that. I said I wanted a double. I'm not done yet, but you should probably sit on the couch before we continue." She glanced at the clock over the couch. "We should have plenty of time before your brother and sister get home."

I shuffled to the couch with my pants still around my knees. I sat, or rather, dropped onto the cushions. Mom knelt again, gracefully in her skirt, pushed my clothes to my ankles, and then moved between my knees and took my sagging cock in her delicate fingers. I shifted to get more situated and comfortable. Mom broke out laughing and I had to stare at her.

"Isn't this what's gotten us into trouble?"

"Huh?" I asked as sagely as I could manage.

"My hand on your cock and you shifting around."

I looked down at her hand doing nothing more than holding my maleness as if I had just realized what she was doing.

"Um yeah, I guess so."

Either the recent loss of blood to my brain, or its return, seemed to make me slightly loopy.

"Must just be me."

Mom's curled up lips drooped, and then dropped to kiss the tip of my mushroom head. She ran her tongue over the small hole as if she could push it in. That wonderful tongue then began an elegant dance on, over, around, and under my cock head. The smooth skin tightened like a drumhead as it expanded. Her fingers drummed in pattern along the sides, somehow coaxing the return of my blood. My dick grew by half in half a dozen minutes, and from there exponentially, geometrically?

As her tongue continued its ballet, mom had taken the entire head and a third of my growing length in her mouth. The hand not tapping the sides of my dick was now squeezing the base of my dick so tightly that it hurt. This squeezing caused my cock to bulge bigger than normal. Mom gurgled as she bobbed her head down and up. She had half of my length in her mouth, pushing past the entrance to her throat. I she had no inclination at this point with the little time we had to try to deep throat me now.

"Oh my God mom!" I groaned out. I couldn't believe how quickly she had me ready to cum again. I wasn't ready yet but the end was in sight. "You really love sucking my big hard cock don't you?" It was mostly rhetorical as her actions answered louder than any words.