The Discovery

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Saturday proved to be a problem since Donald was home. Gabe hardly left her side and every time they were alone meant a kissing and fondling session. Finally Helen had enough and finding an excuse to go out, drove Gabe to a seclude spot where they could satisfy both their lusts in the back of the car.

They did the same thing on Sunday -- twice.

On Monday, they did go to work and school. But not before Gabe had given her a fast and heated fuck in the kitchen. That first time, they were fully clothed but Helen found it was better to do it before they got showered and dressed. This they managed on Tuesday but it meant a mad rush to school and work.

So the pattern continued, every morning before school/work and then last thing at night before going to bed. Of course, Gabe wanted to do it after school too but Helen did not want to take the risk though they came close a few times as they made out on the settee. However, they did go out for a "drive" a couple of times.

Christ! The boy was wearing her out.

As time went on and her belly grew, Gabe became more considerate. Making love more than just rampantly fucking. Unfortunately as their love grew, her love for her husband withered and died. At times she felt sad about it but had long realised that they never had what she shared with son.

But Helen was still fond of Donald and he was the father of Gabe and so she continued to play the role of the wife which centred on keeping house and cooking the family meals. But nothing more happened in the bedroom and, because of the pregnancy, Donald never tried to.

One thing both Helen and Gabe regretted was the way she had been made pregnant. Both wishing that they could have done it the 'old fashioned way'.

Well they got their way in the end. A few months after the birth of baby Jenny, Helen found herself pregnant again. This time was by the 'old fashioned way'

Helen wasn't surprised. The amount of sex that the two of them had. Especially after Gabe had to wait after she had Jenny. Unfortunately, Donald was also interested again though Gabe was not happy about it. But it was only once a month on a Sunday morning and it did give her the perfect reason for why she had become pregnant again. There was never a doubt on who the father was.

In that time, Gabe was maturing. Not just physically but emotionally too. He still had his terrific sex drive, but he was now the best friend and lover that Helen always wanted as well as being completely doted on his daughter/baby sister.

Even her husband noticed and sometimes remarked how close her and Gabe had gotten which he was pleased about. Of course, that sometimes made Helen feel guilty. But he never suspected what was happening under his own roof. Although happy about the new impending arrival, Donald was also worried about Helen's health.

Though wanting nothing more than have more children with Gabe, Helen had to, grudgingly, agree. She was getting older with her 47^th birthday was just around the corner. After talking with her son, it was agreed that there would be no more with Helen going onto the Pill until the menopause.

One other problem they had to deal with was her husband. Gabe was increasingly getting frustrated living under the same roof as his father and having to keep their relationship secret. He also resented the fact that she slept in his father's bed.

So, despite Helen's objections, instead of going to college, Gabe went and found himself a job. Thanks to one of his friend's parents, it was one with British Rail and although it was not high paying at first, with the help of benefits, it was enough to live on. It also had the attraction of having long term prospects which would eventually give him a very decent salary. It also provided the main reason to move as it was in Inverness, Scotland.

Of course, Gabe wanted Helen and Jenny to go with him so that they could live as man and wife.

Helen found this to be the most hardest decision of all. Not because she loved Donald and wanted to stay with her husband. Without doubt, she loved and was in love with her son.

But Gabe was not even yet 20.

Would he regret giving up his life, his youth to live with his own mother, a woman almost 28 years older than him? And how would he deal with the fact that more than likely, before he was sixty, she would be dead? There was also the fact that they were in different parts of their lives where she would age quicker than him. That although their age difference did not matter now, how would he feel when at forty, he would be sleeping with a woman almost seventy?

Then there was the question of the rest of the family. How could they live together as a couple without them knowing?

Helen felt that it was impossible and it broke her heart.

But Gabe, her beloved man, was adamant that it would work. Again and again, he would tell how much he loved her. How much he loved the children she had given him and that he was the happiest man alive. Yes, she would most likely die years before him but that could happen to someone is own age. That he himself could be run over by a car or die of an illness. There were no certainties in life.

All he knew that he loved her and wanted to be with her always and they would figure out the problems on the way.

Helen never loved him more than on that day and so the decision was made.

Donald did not really object. He had known that their marriage was dying and although he questioned Helen's decision of moving up to Scotland with Gabe, he insisted that he helped financially. After they moved out, they never saw him again.

It was her sister, Cathy's reaction that surprised Helen the most. The two women had always been in each other's lives but recently, they had started to drift apart. At the time, Helen had blamed it on her relationship with her son which had remained a secret. But even so, she was shocked on how calmly Cathy took the news.

It was only afterwards that she found out why. Her sister and her soon to be ex-husband were having an affair and that Helen's move played right into their hands.

Initially, Helen had felt betrayed when she first found out and it took Gabe's logical reasoning to make her realise that she had done no better. However, although she understood, she felt that she could never trust her sister again. Certainly, she would never be able to tell her about her and Gabe. Instead their relationship sadly died and the two of them only saw Cathy once more, at Donald's funeral.

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Helen and Gabe sat on their favourite seat overlooking the sea. The last 40 years had been good for them both. They had settled in well in Inverness where Helen gave birth to their second baby girl, Danni. In the beginning, there were a few raised eyebrows concerning a 47-year old woman living with a 20-year old man. However, no-one ever suspected that they were mother and son.

When the girls reached the right age, they decided to tell them the truth about their relationship. Although Jenny had a little difficulty dealing with it, they both accepted it in the end with the understanding that it had to remain a secret.

"It's getting late." She told him. "We need to get you home."

Up on the road above them, Jenny and her husband sat in the car in the car park a few yards away. Waiting to give them a lift home.

"Just a little bit more." Gabe replied.

He sounded so tired, thought Helen. For the last few months, her son had slowly been losing his battle with cancer -- especially in the last week. Helen had wanted to stay at home but Gabe had insisted on their weekly visit to the beach.

"You never did answer my question." She finally said.

"What question?"

Helen smiled. "Your story of making me pregnant. Why did you write it?"

Helen watched Gabe as he mulled over the question.

Finally he said: "You know, Mum (he always called her 'Mum' in private). I haven't a clue. But I am glad that I did."

"I'm glad too." Helen said, lovingly squeezing his hand.

She returned her attention back to the sea.

"It's going to be a nice sunset." She said after a long pause.

There was no reply.

She held her breath.

"Gabe?"

Again, there was no reply.

Helen looked back and saw that Gabe had his eyes closed. But as she got up to check, Helen already knew he was not asleep.

"Sleep my baby." Helen whispered, giving him a gentle kiss on the cheek.

And then she cried.