Incest/Taboo Cockolding Dad

"Oh, she and I talk for hours," Andrew said truthfully, which was true after all; Celest didn't need to know it was his mother. "Very smart lady, taught me a lot last night," he gloated, rubbing it in her face. Petty? Yes, of course it was! However, she was the one who was in the arms of another man within an hour of their break up, so Andrew thought his three-day waiting period was a fine timetable based on Celest's actions. "So, was the sex worth it?" Andrew asked, turning his head back to the camera.

"Hit and miss."

"Huh?" Andrew muttered, turning back to her.

"He might be good at a game, yet in this game," her index fingers moved in an arch around her hips, drawing an imaginary line around them, "he fumbles a lot," Celest sighed in disappointment. "So was it for you? The sex, I mean."

"Not to brag, but oh, yeah, best two hours of my life," Andrew said, remembering how his mother taught him how to get her off with his mouth.

"Damn." Andrew smirked cruelly in his mind when he heard that word leave her lips. "Well, I am sorry for not getting to experience that. Andrew, can I ask a question?"

"Okay."

"Do you listen to her when you, you know, you're down there?" Celest asked in a soft voice.

"I take it ol' leatherback doesn't?" Arching an eyebrow when Celest sank onto the bench behind him.

"No, and you don't want to know how many times I've tried," Celest groaned in frustration.

Wondering if this was what his mother had referred to last night before his father got home. This only hardened his resolve to get better at it if Celest's tone was any indication.

"I can see why you thought this would be a good place to shoot," Celest said, offhandedly, looking around. "Well, I'll get out of your hair, so you don't lose the sun; I might have ended it poorly between us, doesn't mean I didn't listen," she said, getting up from her seat. "Maybe in time, you'll give me another chance, not the dating part, don't know if you'd go for that; no, I mean, the sex part," Celest said shyly as she peered back at him before departing.

"I advise taking it slow tomorrow; Andrew is human after all," Angie spoke with a flirtatious smile. Wondering if she knew what was about to happen when Andrew got there.

"He might have to skip school Monday," Gloria giggled.

"Remember what we talked about once he starts to suspect something..."

"I know," Gloria cut off her friend as the garage door lowered.

"Let me make you a drink before Andrew gets here," Angie said, sauntering up the stairs to the apartment. Wondering if Gloria's ever been with a woman before. "Then you can tell me what you have planned for tomorrow."

"Oh, a morning wake-up fuck will be a must," Gloria replied with a guileful grin as the garage door closed.

"So, let me ask, how was it when you slid that cock into your pussy?" Angie asked from behind the counter. Holding a bottle of Sherry, inquiring if Gloria would like some.

"Like a whole new beginning," Gloria sighed.

"Sounds like a love story when you do that," Angie teased, flashing her friend a flirtatious smile. Her eyes lit up at her friend's eye roll. Holding out her wine glass to her, running her hand down Gloria's back to come to rest on the small of her back. Getting a sly glance from Gloria as she did.

"Angie... what's going on? Why are you flirting with me?" Gloria asked, lowering herself onto the little loveseat that sat in the corner of the room. It wasn't the first time that's happened to her.

"Because, I want to take you on that bed and make you writhe on my tongue," Angie said in a low purr when she nodded towards it.

"What?! I didn't know..."

"Of course, you didn't," Angie cooed lightly, brushing a strand of Gloria's hair behind her ear. "I kept my feelings hidden. I value our friendship so, and I know you wouldn't stray. Now I have a chance to be with you if you two approve."

"What about Marcum?"

"He's fine with it as long as it isn't in his bed and that he gets to watch, usually remotely, given the women I normally pick up are strictly lesbian, and Andrew is one of my fuck cards."

"A what?!" Gloria stammered.

"When Marcus and I first got engaged, we each gave the other five fuck cards. Where you can have sex with anyone you want, without the other getting jealous or upset, but you have to tell each other your using your card, and you have to use a condom. No bareback," reaching into her purse and pulling out a string of five condoms, she and Marcum get fresh ones every five years, "and Andrew is going to be my first card. It's the way he looks at me," Angie said, blushing when Gloria gave her that look. "It just makes me wet. So if the both of you are okay with it, I thought we could put on a little show for them. Given that Andrew is my fuck card Marcum won't watch that part. That will be just for me," she whispered, leaning in and kissing Gloria softly on the lips.

Pushing Angie back gently, "Only if Andrew is okay with this, otherwise it would be wrong," Gloria said, seeing the acceptance in Angie's eyes. "These fuck cards, are they a one-time thing or...?" she inquired in a shy tone.

"A one-time use," Angie said, keeping her smile hidden when she noted Gloria pondering on the idea.

"And why isn't Marcum in the room?"

"You just simply can't throw a boy, who just lost his virginity last night, straight into group sex; you have to ease him into it. Plus, Andrew might not like watching you with another man. Also, there is the chance of performance issues, and we can't have that," Angie stated, flashing Gloria a sultry smile.

"True, we definitely can't have that," Gloria agreed.

Andrew pulled up to Angie's house to pick his mother up after he had gotten the shots of the locations he went to before he lost the sun. Glancing down at the radio before shutting the car off, noting the time, which read 1:45 on that chilly December Saturday afternoon. He was early.

"Hello, Andrew," Sophia greeted before Andrew could get to the door.

"Hello, Sophia, is my Mom around?" Andrew greeted and asked at the same time, trying not to run his eyes down her body.

"She is, come on in," Sophia cooed, waving him in. "I'll show you to the garage," she directed, beckoning him to follow over her shoulder.

Andrew tried to keep his gaze on her back and not her ass as her yoga pants showed off that tight little ass of hers as she took the long way around towards the garage. All so his eyes would be on her and only her. Stopping in the light that shone through the open doorway to the kitchen, and shook her hips seductively at him. His cock thumped against his jeans as she released a soft moan when she slapped her hands on her hips. His eyes were hypnotized by the jiggle of her ass.

"Don't you want to see what these chocolate cheeks look like from behind?" Sophia asked in a licentious purred as she peered back at him. "I know I want to see that cock covered in my pussy cream," she uttered sinfully as she walked into the kitchen. Taking him by surprise when she stepped aside once they were halfway across the garage. Feeling Andrew tensing up in startlement when her hand took hold of his covered cock. "When she's okay with it, I want this cock, Andrew. For two hours, you'll have me wrapped around your body," Sophia whispered heatedly into Andrew's ear before leaving him.

"Mom?" Andrew called out weakly after calming himself down some.

"Come in, Andrew, no need to be shy," Angie called out. She noted the hunger in her friend's eyes when her gaze fell on Andrew's covered bulge.

"Hello, Angie, Mom," Andrew said bashfully, trying to keep his lower half hidden.

"So cute," Gloria whispered, to which Angie nodded along as they watched how Andrew tried to hide his erection from them.

"Andrew, why are you trying to hide that?" Angie asked, smirking when she knew his eyes wouldn't be anywhere else except on their bodies when he came in.

"Oh, I'm not trying to hide it, Angie, I'm restraining it," Andrew said with false bravado wondering why his mother and Angie were sitting on the loveseat in nothing but their underwear.

"Restraining it, he says, anyone ever say that before?" Angie asked with a playful grin on her lips.

"Tell me, baby, why are you trying to restrain that big, hard thing of yours?" Gloria asked, propping herself up on her elbow when she leaned forward.

"Well, Mom, you always told me to take care of my things, and I love these jeans, but well, when there are two hot, sexy ladies in their underwear, this thing just wants to tear through them," Andrew said slyly. His Adam's apple bobbed as he watched that sinful chocolate body of hers elegantly uncross her legs before rising to her feet. "Oh, shit," he gasped low as his eyes watched the fall of Angie's bra once it left her hand.

"Do you like what you see, Andrew?" Angie asked, flaunting her body. Running her tongue along her upper lip, seeing that same look in his eyes when she had caught him looking at her.

"Yeah, I'm not blind, Angie, you've always been hot, in or out of clothes," Andrew said truthfully. He couldn't tear his eyes from her chest as her breasts swayed as she sauntered up to him.

"Then why are you keeping this from me?" Angie whispered in a needful voice as the pads of her fingers ran along the back of Andrew's. "Today you're mine, all mine; however, I was wondering if you would like to have a little show before," running her hands up his chest, her index finger running along his neck and the underside of his chin, drawing Andrew closer, "we get to your chocolate cream pie," she purred as her eyes drank deeply into his.

"W-what kind of show?" Andrew stammered, feeling his hand falling away from his manhood.

"Me and your mother," Angie answered sinfully. Watching how Andrew's eyes rolled into the back of his head when she stroked him off through his jeans. "Oh, you like that idea, don't you, naughty boy." Their lips were nanometers away from each other's, her breath flowing over them as she caressed his tool.

"Who wouldn't?!" Andrew mumbled.

"I bet you've masturbated to me thinking about me sucking this hard cock of yours, haven't you?" Angie asked, begging him to kiss her with her eyes.

"Mom?"

"It's fine, honey, I'm here; this isn't cheating since I'm okay with it," Gloria reassured him when he peered around Angie. Keeping the elation from her face that even through his hormone-laced mind, he thought about her. Then what she had taken from her son flooded her mind. Of the experiences he would never have because she knew he would never hurt her like his father had done. Lowering her chin, her mind raced with what Angie had told her. Knowing she would have to have her own fuck cards as well, it would only be fair. It wasn't like she was planning on it. Only showing that they were equal in this relationship that they took their bond to last night.

Joyous cheers rang out in Angie's mind when he gave into the lust that was burning through his body. How her lips molded to his as their tongues teased each other. "Do you want this hard cock in my mouth, Andrew?" she whispered heatedly into Andrew's ear. "Relax, Andrew, there's no need to be shy with me; you know I would never hurt you or this cock that you want to fuck me with," Angie cooed low in his ear. Curling her index and middle fingers once, the pads of her appendages left the underside of his crown when she felt that twitch, a twitch that foretold of something she wanted in her mouth. "For the next two hours, you're going to enjoy this."

Andrew didn't last long, given the buildup when Angie's lips wrapped around his cock. It felt so heavenly to his mind as her tongue slid along his pole. Especially with the way she stared up at him with his cock in her mouth, her eyes pleading with him to give her his hot load.

"Did you like that, Andrew? Was it everything you dreamt it would be?" Angie asked in a sultry tone as her hand worked his shrinking cock.

"Definitely." Was the only word he could utter as he tried to gather himself.

"Good, I hope I can live up to the rest of it," Angie said, smiling up at him as she rose. "Because you're the very first man I've ever slept with outside of this house. I want you to enjoy this afternoon," she said, walking Andrew over to the loveseat. "Now cum as much as you want but pace yourself; the real fun hasn't begun yet," Angie cooed as she caressed Andrew's chin, which she held lightly in her grasp focusing his eyes on hers. Keeping his chin steady as she rose all so he could peer at her breasts to his heart's content. "Undress me, Andrew," she directed, wondering if he could smell the arousal of her pussy given the years she's wanted this as her panties inched down her hips. Lightly tilting his head back by tufts of his hair. "You want to taste my pussy, don't you, Andrew?" Angie asked, flicking her tongue against her teeth. Tossing her head back when Andrew wasted no time in wrapping his mouth around her mound.

"Whoa-whoa, slow down, Andrew, this is an endurance game, not the five hundred yard dash," stopping him when Andrew was just a little too eager. "I promise you; you'll get enough of my pussy later; you want to give your mother the best orgasms she's ever had, right?" Angie asked, glancing over at Gloria, who shot her a look. Smiling seductively when Andrew nodded his head vehemently, "Then you need to learn how to build up a woman's orgasm, so you can pace yourself. You don't want to leave your mother wanting, now do you?" Seeing Gloria's cheeks heating when Andrew shook his head. "Good, a son shouldn't leave his mother wanting. So you just enjoy the show and watch how I get your mother off,"

For the next thirty minutes, Andrew sat there in awe of the sight before him. He had already came once halfway through, and he was ready to go again as he watched those bliss-filled bodies twisting, touching, moaning as his mother and Angie sought to bring their A-game to the table. He thought he heard the sound of a camera zooming in a few times, but he couldn't be sure given the noise in the room. Watching how Angie rolled onto her side and winked at something on the nightstand.

"Andrew, it's time; it's time for you to fuck me," Angie said firmly, holding the condom between her fingers.

"Shame that I can't have him cumming inside of me," Angie sighed as she pulled Andrew's cum filled condom off his spent cock as he panted like crazy. Making him watch as she swallowed it all down when she upended it.

"You okay, baby?" Gloria asked, wondering if they had put too much on him too soon.

"Just need a minute to catch my breath," Andrew wheezed.

"But you did enjoy it, didn't you?" Gloria asked, hoping that he did and didn't do it to appease her.

"Uh, yeah, I mean, first threesome, with hot women, what's not to like?" Andrew spoke; a sly grin graced his lips.

"You know we're going to have to create a cover story for why the two of you are always over here," Angie said, tossing the condom to the floor and taking Andrew's left hand into hers. Letting him feel her body, letting his mind remember what she felt like, seeing how once they left the room, he would never again get to feel it without using another fuck card. She didn't want that look to ever fade from his eyes when he looked at her. "I think I know the perfect solution," Angie grinned wickedly down at Andrew. "Did you think I didn't know about your flirting with my daughter? Naughty, naughty."

"Andrew?!"

"She offered, I turned her down, I swear?!" Andrew stammered like a fool when he noticed the look in his mother's eyes.

"He did," Angie agreed. "Why she wants you now. So under the disguise of them dating, that should take some of the heat off the two of you when you come over. But you two are going to have to sell it with the school kids, you know, so rumors don't circulate about a hot, older woman," she mused, her eyes flashed evilly when Andrew's own cut to her when she uttered those words.

"I think you forgot to tell me everything Thursday," Gloria teased as she poked his nipple.

"As much as I want this to continue, we have to get you two cleaned up before Maverick gets worried," Angie said, patting his cock before rolling off the bed.

Andrew looked down as Angie took hold of his shirt when they were about to leave the room. "One last kiss, Andrew," Angie uttered softly. How her mind was in a cloud as they embraced one another. "Andrew, if your mother would be okay with it, would you care for a repeat, just the two of us next time."

"You serious?!" Andrew asked excitedly.

"Mmmhmm, I doubt I'd ever use my fuck cards on anyone else. I can be yours for four more times if you want me?"

Andrew's heart hammered in his chest when Angie pressed her breasts into it. Slyly peering over at his mother, seeing her nod that it was okay. "Sure, I have no idea what a fuck card is, but you sure you want me for your last four?"

"Yes, it's the way you look at me; they just want to fuck me, the way you look at me... makes me wet," Angie purred, getting another kiss in. Watching how he savored the taste of her lips to memory.

"But won't Sophia mind if people think she's dating me when she's interested in someone else?" Andrew asked as they walked down to the garage.

"Who do you think came up with the idea in the first place," Angie chuckled, locking up the apartment. "And Sophia doesn't date. Why would she? She gets all the dick she wants here. I know you and Bret only tolerate each other for our sakes," she said, gesturing to Gloria. "Sophia likes you, always has; you just never had the brass to step up and ring that bell," Angie teased as she led them into her house.

"Really, she always was aloof with me, never fucking knew," Andrew muttered from behind Angie. Letting his mother go in first before he brought up the rear.

"Come over more often; you would have seen it. When you did, you were always seeing another girl, and Sophia didn't want to be that other girl; you know where I'm going with this?"

"Yeah, but how far can I take this thing to make people believe..." Andrew's voice stilled as Sophia peered at him as she leaned against the counter like she'd been waiting all that time. Instantly, he felt like the prey beneath that gaze of hers.

"Oh, don't you worry, Andrew, once I'm done, everyone will know we're dating," Sophia said lustfully, "your mom and I talked before you got here. She's fine with how far we have to go to keep people from suspecting anything." Smiling sinfully when Andrew jumped as his phone went off in his pocket. "That's my contact info; I suspect that my boyfriend should have that, so he can text me at six tonight," she said firmly before wiggling her ass as she left the room.

"Told you she likes you, she really wanted you to fuck her the other day, but you turned her down; you should have heard her riding Andrew that night," Angie said from over her shoulder, wondering if she could get that tired cock to rise again.

"Huh?"

"She named her favorite dildo after you," Angie said, giggling into her hand at the look on Andrew's face. "Remember what I said; from this day forward, no talking about sex unless it's in your room, Andrew. I suspect, when Maverick starts to question your mother's faithfulness, he's going to have the house wired and... believing we don't know about his vasectomy or his cheating, since Gloria hasn't told him she knows yet, he'll likely ask Marcum for help as he still thinks we're friends with him. So that will be the only place in the house that will be safe for the two of you until you have him served. You two best get home before that fool starts to think," Angie said as she opened her front door. "I'll be seeing you, Andrew," she cooed with a wink as he walked past her.

"Gloria, what did she mean by a fuck card?" Andrew asked as they were halfway home.

"She and Marcum can have sex with whomever they want, and they can't get jealous," Gloria stated truthfully. Wondering if she could do the same with Andrew.

"And that's it?" Andrew asked, looking over at her.

"Well, they have to use a condom, or it's a no-go. Hence why Angie made you wear one; that was a very important moment for her; I'm so very glad you made her cum so much. I know she isn't going to forget anytime soon," Gloria said, squeezing her son's thigh when the realization hit him of what Angie had said to him.

"But me?! I'm just... me?!" Andrew exclaimed.

"Kind of why she wants to fuck you again, honey," Gloria said with a smirk on her lips. "You do look at her like you want to make love to her and not just fuck her. We like that, we really like that, don't tell anyone?" she winked before turning onto their road.

Andrew saw his father moving about the master bedroom as he packed for his trip as he carried his equipment in from the car. Looking back at his mother when she passed him mouthing 'Tease' when she lightly brushed her breasts across his chest when they passed in the hallway. Noticing that smirk on his mother's lips before she turned her attention to what lay before her.

"I'll be out of your hair in a minute or two," Maverick said, glancing up when he heard the sound of paper shopping bags on the bed. However, he was wise enough not to bring up the subject at the moment. Peering out of his right eye when his wife stopped at the foot of their bed. Looking at her oddly when she picked up his toiletry bag and looked through it before tossing it back onto the bed. "Oh, shit, this is bad, this is very bad," Maverick muttered in his mind when he noted the anger in her eyes. He noted something else there, what that was he couldn't say, hearing the bathroom door closing behind him. He was so focused on packing that his conscious mind overlooked it while his subconscious mind percolated on it. That was until he glanced up, his eyes falling on the bags. His head snapped to the door, then back at the bags.

"Shit. Real bad," shaking his head, dislodging the thought, "No, it can't be that, she wouldn't. Maybe when she's ready, she just wants to make it up to me. Okay, I can live with that," Maverick sighed in his mind. Shaking his head at his rush to judgment. He knew his wife didn't have it in her to do that. Lifting his bags off the bed and setting them outside the door. "I'm finished honey, listen, I know you don't want to talk to me right now, and I get that. So that's why I booked you an appointment at the spa in Dover on Wednesday; it's in your email. That way, you're nice and relaxed when I come back, and we can try as many times as you want for a baby. Maybe there was a mix-up or error, or they didn't run the test right. Maybe a second opinion wouldn't hurt, would it? All I'm asking is that you think about it. I'm going to close the door," he said, exiting the room. Eyeing the bags, he wondered what treats were in store for him as the door closed.

All through that speech of his, Gloria was trying not to jab the pointy end of her hair brush into her ear to deafen herself. It was either that or throw open the door and strangle the bastard, and she couldn't have that, at least not yet. Although, she could take solace in the fact that he was now a cuckold and about to raise another man's child. This delighted her endlessly, which in turn caused her to tune out her husband's voice. Until she heard the sound of her door closing. Reaching down, running her fingers lightly along her slit, feeling the warmth awakening at the way her pussy still hummed. Dumping the items in what used to be Maverick's underwear drawer into his sock drawer. Humming in excitement as she lined the drawer with her new purchases. She couldn't wait for Sunday morning to come.

"Hey," Gloria said while her tone may have sounded normal, however, the look she was giving to her son as she stood in the doorway to his room was anything but. "What're ya doing?" she asked curiously.

"Editing some of the photos I took so I can sell them," Andrew said, looking up from his computer screen.

"Oh?! Would you mind if I watch?" Gloria asked excitedly.

"Sure," nodding to the chair that had found it's permanent home in his room, "but aren't you cooking dinner?" Andrew inquired as his mother lowered herself down onto the chair.

"It's fine, it's in the oven," Gloria replied her hand lightly rubbing his forearm, noting the time on the clock, she had twenty minutes. "So you were saying something that you sell these?" Gesturing to the screen while slipping a cheap burner phone into his lap. "Only use it to sext with and everything else you text on your phone. This way he can't say I have another phone should he resort to bugging the room. If anyone asks why you have two phones one's personal the other is your work cell, given you're an independent photographer," Gloria whispered low, her sultry gaze burned into her son as he nodded that he understood.

"Really? She showed up?" Gloria inquired, looking at her son when they got to the photos he had taken of the frozen fountain. "She really said that?!" Bursting out in laughter when Andrew got to what Celest said about her new lover. "Well, she let you go, I won't ever," she cooed low. "You ever think of doing more than what you have here?" Gloria asked, gesturing back to the screen.

"Like risqué photos?" Andrew muttered when his mother nodded. "Yeah, of course, I am a guy you know. But what woman would agree to get somewhat naked and have an eighteen-year-old boy taking photos of them? Seems kind of creepy if you ask me," he said in a joking light.

"I don't know, son, there are some women that do like younger men, so you never know?" Gloria cooed, smirking at him sinfully. "So show me how you edit one of these," she said, nodding to his screen. "You make it look so easy," Gloria muttered in awe.

"Nah, I'm just used to it," Andrew said offhandedly. "Took me awhile to get the hang of it." His eyes glanced over when his mother leaned in.

"Then you're mother needs to help get your portfolio off the ground." Smiling seductively at her son when he looked at her. "Just crop out my head, and no one will notice," Gloria mused as she rose from her seat to go check on dinner.

After dinner, Andrew and his mother texted up a storm. With him in his room and his mother in the living room where his father was as well. Telling how his father was casting her glances whenever her phone went off. It seemed to him that his mother was having a blast tormenting his father. This would have been hard on him if his father hadn't lied to his mother for fifteen years. In his mind, his father had it coming. He was also texting Sophia in-between the ones he was sending to his mother. Which was awkward at first, seeing neither of them actually talked for an extended period of time. Andrew still couldn't grasp that Sophia was into him or that she didn't date. Then again, if she was already getting fucked he could see why she wasn't. He knew plenty of guys at their school would be heartbroken if they knew that.

"Andrew!" Andrew grinned wickedly when he sent his mother a dick pic. "You naughty man, getting me all worked up like this, and you know I can't do a thing about it!" Andrew was having a blast as he got his mother horny while his father was in the same room.

"Who are you texting this late at night?" Andrew heard his father's voice faintly through the door.

"Just a new friend I met." He heard his mother reply. "Did you hear me complaining when I know for certain you've texted someone well into the night?" How Andrew wanted to be in that room just to see the look on his father's face. Quickly hiding his burner phone when he heard the sounds of footsteps approaching.

"Andrew?" A knock came upon his door.

"What's up, Dad?" Andrew asked, making his father believe he was just relaxing on his bed and playing on his phone.

"I need you to do me a favor while I'm gone," Maverick said, slipping into his son's room and shutting the door so his wife wouldn't overhear.

"Okay?" Scooting up on his bed so he could sit upright. Making his father believe that he didn't know what was going on. "What kind of favor?"

"I need you to look after your mother when I'm gone. She's acting strange," Maverick stated, not voicing what he had seen in her eyes when texts were coming into her phone. He knew he was going to have to check it. Gloria never locked her phone, so he knew he could snoop through it before he left for his trip. "I just don't want her doing something that I know will hurt her in the long run."

"I'll keep my eyes on her; anything particular you want me to watch out for?" Andrew asked, watching his father's mind working behind his eyes.

"Just let me know if she goes out and stays out for long periods of time and if there are any calls to her that seem odd to you," Maverick said without letting on that he suspected that she was planning on cheating on him. That was not something he was about to bring up, at least not now. That was a ball of wax he wasn't about to get rolling. However, if she was sleeping around on him or about to, he wanted proof in case Gloria found out about his own ongoing affair. Then he would use it to keep from ending up as a divorced man. Now whether or not they had sex afterward once the dam breaks, he couldn't say, yet he had to cover his bases to protect himself.

"Sure, Dad, I can do that," Andrew nodded. "Do you suspect something?"

"No, just worried about her and all, you know how it is. I don't like leaving her when she's still upset at me," Maverick said, rubbing the back of his head, trying to come off as a caring husband.

"Don't worry, I'll let you know if I see something," Andrew said with a nod.

"Thanks, son, I appreciate it. Don't stay up too late; I'll try not to wake you in the morning," Maverick said, smiling back at his son before he left the room.

The Next day...

Andrew felt something warm and wet wrapped around his stiff pole. Looking weakly over at his alarm clock, peering at the time, which read 8:05 on that Sunday morning. Lifting up his covers only to find his mother's eyes gazing at him with his cock deep in her mouth.

"Thought I'd wake you with a morning fuck," Gloria purred as she crawled along her son's body. "You're going to take responsibility for making me horny last night, aren't you?" she asked in a husky voice as she rubbed her wet pussy along Andrew's equally wet cock.

"I'm going to go with 'Hell Yes'!" Andrew stated with a smirk on his lips.

"Good answer," Gloria cooed down as she reached between her legs and slid her son's naked cock into her hot cunt.

"Is that what he said?" Gloria asked, relaxing against her son on his bed after milking that cock of his lifegiving seed.

"Yeah, kind of weird of him worrying about you cheating when he's doing the same thing," Andrew said; he still couldn't believe his father was doing that to his mother. "Okay, I might not have the most experience in the world, but even I can tell you're fantastic in bed," he spoke, seeing his mother blushing at that. "I just can't understand why he would do this?!" Andrew sighed.

"I can't either, baby, but let's not even think about him for the rest of the week, okay?" Gloria uttered, rubbing her hand lightly along her son's stomach.

"Okay, I won't bring him up again," Andrew said, running his fingers along his mother's back as they cuddled after their lovemaking.

"We have all-day Andrew. Is there anything special you want to do?" Gloria asked, resting her chin on his chest so she could peer at him.

"Well, other than making you cum a lot today," watching his mother's eyes widen in hunger at that, "studying mostly," Andrew stated, knowing his midterms started on Monday, and he meant to ace them.

"Then... hold that thought," rolling quickly over when her phone went off, "Hello?"

"Hey, hon' it's me; I hope I didn't wake you."

"No, I'm awake," Gloria replied, hearing her friend's voice over the line.

"Did you get your morning fuck?"

"Mmmhmm," Gloria hummed at Angie's question.

"So jealous! I have to wait till noon to get mine in; Bret doesn't wake up till then on Sundays, and Marcum is out of town, but you know that." To this, Gloria just nodded. "Anyway, the reason I was calling so early is I was wondering if you and Andrew would like to come over for breakfast."

"Why don't you come over here, and I'll cook us up some grub? You have been hosting us the last two days," Gloria said, smiling into her phone.

"Sounds good, say twenty minutes?"

"See you then," Gloria said happily. "Come on, we need a shower before Angie gets here," she chirped as she bounded off the bed. "It's okay, son, you can stare all you want at me, I am yours, after all," Gloria said, smiling warmly at her son before departing for her bathroom. Knowing if she and Andrew showered together, they wouldn't leave it for some time. She didn't want to keep Angie waiting.

"Angie!" Gloria squealed in delight as Angie stood on her stoop, holding her arms out to her dear friend.

Angie blew Andrew a kiss from over Gloria's shoulder when she hugged her friend. So very happy that look hadn't faded from his eyes, given what they did yesterday. Thanking Gloria as she invited her in.

"Sophia?! You look gorgeous. Are you out to break some man's heart?" Gloria teased, noting how Angie walked into her living room and closed the curtains.

"Just one," Sophia said with a smile as she stepped into the house.

"What's got you distracted today?" Margie asked after the exquisite sex they just had in their motel room; however, she could sense he wasn't entirely in the moment.

"I think my wife is cheating on me or is about to cheat on me," Maverick sighed.

"So?" Margie asked with a pointed look.

"You don't know Gloria; cheating isn't like her, one of the reasons I married her."

"So then why do you think she's cheating on you like you and I aren't already doing such," Margie said, waving to the bed.

"I know, I sound hypocritical," Maverick said with Margie nodding along. "I just didn't think this baby thing would be such a big deal for her. I mean, we're in our forties! Does it look like I want to be sixty with a teenager still hanging around?!"

"You didn't tell her about the vasectomy, did you?" Margie asked, running her hand up Maverick's chest.

"What no?! I would never; I got it done for you and only you," Maverick said, peering over at her, watching Margie smiling at that.

"What are you going to do?" Margie asked before placing a kiss on Maverick's chest.

"Right now, wait and see; when I get back, I'll check to see if that new lingerie she bought yesterday has been used or not. If it has, get a friend of mine to set up cameras in the house to see if I can't catch her. If I do, then well, if she finds out about us, I'll lord it over her until she drops it. Or use it to stop the divorce if she goes that far," Maverick said, rubbing his eyes. This was not what he wanted to be thinking about during this week.

"Do you think she knows about us and what you did?" Margie asked, finally popping the question.

"No, I don't think so; if she did, I wouldn't be here still..."

"Unless she has some kind of plan in place," Margie mused.

"Like?" Rolling his hand for her to continue.

"We both know you can't have kids, she doesn't know that, so if she was so hell-bent on having more, for reasons I can't understand, I can barely stand my nieces as it is, then you need to have a DNA test done the first moment that you can. Then when the results come back, throw it in her face that you aren't the father, then you should be scott-free," Margie said with a wicked smile. "Not that I mind, really; I love it when you're backed up. You get rather forceful when you haven't had sex for a day or two," she purred as she slid her hand down his chest. "You up for round two?"

"Do you have to ask?" Maverick mused. Although it wasn't lost on him that his wife had yet to call or text him since he'd arrived.

"No, Andrew, if we're going to pull this off, you have to kiss me like you're my boyfriend," Sophia pouted, plumping up her lower lip. In truth, she didn't see this as a cover; this was her chance to snag Andrew up for her own self. "This is how you're supposed to kiss me," she whispered before planting a toe-curling kiss on his lips as she and Andrew sat on his couch.

"So..."

"Nah-uh-uh, you are my boyfriend," Sophia purred in a sinful light. Inhaling the scent of his skin as her nose trailed along his left cheek. "And I get to do everything a girlfriend does," she cooed heatedly into his ear.

"Sophia, you aren't in here teasing poor Andrew too much now, are you?" Angie asked, appearing in the doorway that joined the living room and kitchen together.

"No, I'm just starting," Sophia said, smiling at her mother as she ran her hand along Andrew's inner left thigh. Grinning madly when her hand cupped his manhood, feeling it nice and hard for her.

"You shouldn't distract Andrew too much, Sophia, he does need to study," Gloria said in a motherly voice as she walked into the living room.

"I'll stop once he eats my pussy," Sophia said with a flick of her tongue.

"Oh?! That sounds interesting?!" Gloria said excitedly, scurrying over to Angie's side so she could watch the show.

"Mom?!"

"What? What's wrong with eating your girlfriend's pussy? You eat mine without a second thought; why not Sophia's?" Gloria asked, smirking sinfully at her son, who just stared at her slack-jawed.

"But...?!"

"No buts, Andrew," Sophia said, taking hold of his chin and turning it towards her. "I know you; you like only having one woman at a time to reside here," placing her hand over his heart, "I get that, and that makes you very rare in this day and age. But you don't want anything to happen to your mom, right?"

"Careful, Sophia," Angie warned, seeing that look in Andrew's eyes when Sophia uttered those words.

"I'm not saying I would tell anyone; I'd never do that; I like your mother. She's a pleasant woman..."

"Thank you, Sophia," Gloria beamed at the praise.

"I'm just telling you what people would think if all they see is you and your mother hanging about together. I don't want that, not if I can help it," Sophia stated firmly.

"What are you getting at Sophia?" Andrew asked, not enjoying the feel of his mother's and Angie's eyes on him.

"That you give me a chance to show you that I can do so much more for you than Celest ever could," Sophia said with determination.

"But I thought this was just a cover?" Looking at Sophia oddly when the palm of her hand smacked him on his forehead.

"You can be so damn dense sometimes, you know that?!" Sophia huffed, puffing out her cheeks.

"Then spell it out for me," Andrew intoned, he was not fond of the way she smacked him, and he would rather not have to experience it again.

"We. Are. Dating. For real!"

"Mom, what is she going on about? I thought we were... you know...?"

"Awe, he's so cute when he blushes," Angie sighed with a little giggle.

"Honey, you know how I explained the fuck cards to you?" Gloria asked, seeing Andrew nodding along. "Well, in order for us to sell this, you will have to have sex with Sophia. This I don't mind; after all, I am taking away something you would never experience going forward. Because I know you, son, you aren't like your father. So I know you would never cheat on me. As much as I don't want to share you, I honestly want to keep you to myself, I can't, not as your mother. So Angie and Sophia will be your lifelong fuck cards. You'll have another five to explore your newly formed sexual identity. But you must tell me that you're going to use it. I won't ask who it will be just so long as you use a condom. I don't want you bringing something home with you. Then I'll be without; I can't have that," Gloria spoke, noting the shocked look on her son's face.​