A Jealous Mother

Denise laid her phone down after ending the call. "Well, there you have it." She said, looking at her sister sitting next to her on the back deck. Both wearing one of the teddy's they'd bought at the lingerie store, with a sheer robe over it. It was already warm and muggy at 9:00 in the morning. "You have to stay a few more days. At least. That was Joan from the lingerie store. She invited the four of us over Saturday afternoon for a cookout with her and her son. Her son, Rodney, really wants to meet the boys."

"We were supposed to be heading back home on Saturday. I'm going to have to think of a good reason why we should stay longer." Diane replied.

"I can give you a really good reason." Tommy chimed in as he and Kenny walked out onto the back porch. "Aunt Denise is struggling with the divorce. She's almost become suicidal." He added laughing.

"Yes." Kenny continued with the mock scenario. "You broke down and cried so much last night, your sister couldn't console you." He said looking at Denise. Then he looked at Diane. "Isn't that how you remember it?" He asked laughing.

The sisters looked at each other and laughed. "That's exactly how I remember it." Diane replied.

Tommy walked over to his mom and bent over to kiss her, slipping his hand inside her teddy and cupping her breast. "Sounds like you better come up with a convincing reason to stay." He said smiling before kissing her as he rolled her nipple between his fingers.

Diane moaned in his mouth as the sensations he was giving her shot through her body, from her breast to her pussy. "Don't you ever get enough?" She asked gasping.

Tommy chuckled as he pinched her nipple harder. "I could ask you the same thing. But to answer your question, NO!" Then he stood up, side stepped and grabbed a chair, placing it next to Diane.

Diane knew she'd have to answer the question the same way. She would never get enough of the affection and intimacy Tommy gave her. She knew they were both at their peak sexually. But he'd created a hunger in her that she didn't think would ever be satisfied.

"Well, I'm looking forward to meeting Rodney." Kenny chimed in, standing behind Denise, bent over with a handful of breast in each hand. "Ought to make for some interesting conversation."

Each guy had grown accustom to groping and fondling their respective mother whenever he felt like it. To anyone on the outside, they'd probably be accused of objectifying them. And to a certain degree that would be an accurate assessment. But as far as Denise and Diane were concerned, they loved it. They'd never been shown this much attention and affection their entire married lives. But of the two couples, Tommy and Diane were the ones who couldn't keep their hands off each other, the most. Since arriving at Kenny and Denise's place, they were like two teenagers who'd just left home and were no longer under the watchful eyes of their parents. They had the freedom to enjoy their incestuous relationship to the fullest, and they were taking advantage of that freedom.

Diane leaned towards Tommy, sitting next to her on the porch, and laid her hand in his lap. "Alright baby!" She squeezed the bulge inside his gym shorts. "I'll go call him right now. Get it over with." She smiled at her son, feeling his bulge growing. "The problem is, I don't want to go home at all." She said with a longing in her voice.

Tommy took her face in his hand, then leaned towards her and kissed her. "Me neither. I like it here. I know this isn't real, and we can't stay here forever. But I love the freedom we have together here. I don't have to worry about always looking over my shoulder to make sure we're not seen or overheard."

Diane giggled. "You just like the freedom to be able to grope me whenever you want, you dirty boy."

"And who's groping who right now?" Tommy asked laughing. "But you're right. I do like having the freedom to grope you whenever I want. But what I really love is having the freedom to put you on your knees whenever I want."

"Mmmm! I love that too!" Diane replied, purring.

"Go! Make the call! Get it over with! Tell him we're going to stay just one more week. That should appease him." Tommy replied. Then he mumbled, "Asshole!"

"Stop!" Diane said, rebuking him. "He's still your father! I don't want you growing old hating him!"

"Too late! Like I told you the other night. I watched him neglect and verbally berate you for years. And he wasn't much better with me. So, we both have our issues with dear old dad. Now go!"

Tommy turned his attention to Kenny and Denise, sitting across the fire pit from him, as Diane got up and walked into the house. Denise had that glazed look on her face as Kenny still stood behind her, leaning over her with both hands inside her teddy, sensuously massaging her breasts as he rolled the nipples between his fingers. Denise's hands wrapped around her son's wrists, as though she was holding him in place. Tommy smiled in silence as he watched his cousin, for several minutes, masterfully work Denise's body, drawing her needs out within her. Then he looked up at the sky. The sun was shining, but dark clouds were beginning to form. "I guess they're calling for some bad storms later this morning, then lasting throughout the day. What do you think we should do today, cous?"

Kenny turned his head and looked up at the sky. Then he looked at Tommy, smiling. "I think we should take advantage of the porch while we have it. It's too nice right now to be inside. Then we can move inside and decide how we want to spend the rest of the day. I'm thinking that little competition we had talked about the other day?"

Tommy shook his head in disbelief. "Are you sure we aren't brothers?" He asked laughing. "I was just thinking that exact same scenario."

Their conversation was cut short as Diane returned with a shocked look on her face. "Would you believe your father sounded almost ecstatic that we wanted to spend another week here? He even said to stay as long as we needed to." She said looking at her son.

He sat in silence for a few seconds as he thought about the change that had come over his dad. Before they'd left, his dad had voiced his desire for them to come home after one week. Then a smile came over his face. "How much you want to bet he's banging Marcy Tate?" He asked his mom.

"Who's Marcy Tate?" Denise asked, coming out of her sexual haze. But still holding Kenny's hands in place.

"Marcy Tate is our next door neighbor." Diane answered before Tommy could. "Her husband was killed a few months ago in some kind of freak boating accident. Roger had been going over a couple times a week to help with household repairs and maintenance." Diane looked at her son. "Now that I think about it, he did seem to be more preoccupied with maintaining her house then ours."

"I offered to go with him several times to help out." Tommy replied. "But he always said there was no need. They were just small repairs. Things he could do by himself."

Diane got an angry look on her face. "Why that cheating son of a bitch!"

Tommy burst out laughing. "Are you fucking kidding me?! Aren't you being just a bit hypocritical? We have been fucking behind his back for four years now."

Diane softened. "I guess. I mean. I don't know. I guess there was a side of me that enjoyed the thought that I had you, and he had no one."

"Come on mom! Serious? Do you think dad went all these years without banging someone?" He stood up and walked up to his mom, wrapping his arms around her. "You've got me now. And I've got you." He kissed her. "Let it go and forget about him."

Diane gave him a weak smile. "That's easier said than done, sweetie."

Tommy knew she was going to slip into one of her moods if he didn't take control and force the issue. He'd learned that whenever he took control of her, she responded within seconds. He also knew that if he allowed her to slip into despondency, the way she was prone to do whenever she thought about her marriage, her depression could last for days. He wasn't going to allow that to happen while they were at Kenny's and Denise's. He grabbed the back of her head and pulled it back, forcing her to look up at him. "Maybe so. But I'm not going to let you fall into that funk you get into whenever you think about dad. Go back in the house and get my phone, and bring me a beer while you're at it." He turned to Kenny. "You want one?"

"Yeah. Sure!" Kenny answered.

He looked at his mom again. "Make that two." Then he slapped her on the ass. "And hurry back. You've got a full day ahead of you."

Tommy sat back down, then reached over and grabbed the seat cushion his mom had been sitting on, throwing it on the deck between his feet. He smiled at his cousin. "I agree. I think we should take full advantage of the porch while the weather is nice."

Kenny returned the smile as he stood up, knowing where things were headed. Then he looked around the back yard. "I do love the seclusion we have back here. I just wish dad had put a pool in back here." He looked back at Tommy, grinning. "Now, wouldn't that be a lot of fun?" Then he grabbed the seat cushion from his chair and walked over, sitting down next to Tommy.

"Oh hell! That would be so much fun. Let them sunbathe during the day. Then go skinny dipping at night. That would be a great way to spend a summer." Tommy replied laughing.

Kenny threw the cushion on the chair, then sat down. "Come on over mom and join the party. Bring your seat cushion. You'll need it."

Denise was walking around the firepit as her sister walked out of the house carrying two beers in one hand and Tommy's phone in the other. The two sisters stood in front of their sons as Diane handed them each a beer and then Tommy his phone.

Kenny held up his hand to his mom as she awaited further instruction. "What are you waiting for? It's a beautiful day to be wasting it away inside. I say we enjoy the great outdoors."

The two sisters looked at each other, a little shocked. It was one thing for their sons to parade them through the mall. And then require them to dress as they were around the house and on the back deck. But now they were expecting them to perform, possibly in front of witnesses. They both looked around, wondering if they would be seen by anyone. The back of the yard was secluded enough. But there were a number of spots someone could easily see whatever happened on their deck.

Tommy reached forward and grabbed Diane's wrist, pulling her down till she was kneeling on the cushion between his legs. Then he leaned forward, grabbed her head, and kissed her passionately, sucking in her lower lip and nibbling on it.

Diane responded the way she always did. She began to whimper, laying her hands on his thighs to steady herself. He released her lip, kissing his way down her neck and then around to her ear. "It's time for mommy slut to do her thing." He whispered in her ear. "So, get to it." Tommy sat back in his chair as Diane reached for the elastic waistband of his gym shorts and then pulled them down. He lifted himself out of the chair enough so she could pull them down to his ankles.

Diane reached for his semi-erect manhood with both hands. She began stroking it with her right hand as she cupped his nut sack with her left, stroking and massaging it. She stared at his cock, watching it slowly stiffen and enlarge. She tried to keep her mind focused on pleasing her son. But it kept drifting back, wondering what her husband was doing back at home.

Denise wasted no time in following her sister's lead. Smiling up at Kenny, she pulled his shorts down, freeing his already rigid shaft. She started purring and moaning softly as her hands glided up and down his shaft, tracing the veins with the tip of her fingers. "I do love this!" She whispered, almost worshipfully.

Kenny watched his mom for a few seconds then looked at Tommy sitting next to him. "Why haven't we started every day like this?" He asked smiling. Then he noticed Tommy was distracted. He had that deep in thought look on his face. "What's going on, cous? What are you thinking about?"

Tommy looked at his cousin. He smiled. "Just thinking about dear old dad, and his fucking Marcy Tate. If that's what he's doing." He took his phone and started dialing.

"Who you calling baby?" Diane asked as she continued to stroke his cock.

"Tyler." He replied as he held the phone to his ear with one hand as she caressed the side of her face with the other. Tyler was Tommy's best friend, who lived across the street. They'd been friends since elementary school.

"Hey Ty! How you doing buddy? Enjoying your summer vacation?" Tyler was home from college for the summer.

"Hey Tom! I'm doing good! I feel like a lazy bum since I got home. I thought I had a temporary job lined up, but that fell through. So my mom suggested I offer to cut Mrs. Tates lawn for her as a gesture of being neighborly. How are you enjoying your visit with your aunt and cousin?"

Tommy smiled at the question as he laid his hand on top of his mom's head and pushed it down till his cock was buried inside her mouth. "We're having a great time. It's going to be hard to come home when we finally have to. Speaking of Marcy Tate. Have you noticed if my dad is going over there a lot while we've been gone?"

Tyler got verbally animated. "Dude! I didn't know if I should say anything. But since you asked, your old man has been going over there every day since you've been gone. And every night, after dark, she's walking over to your place through the backyard. I guess she's trying not to be seen. The only reason I see her is I usually walk the dog every night after dark, before we go to bed. Then every morning, when I'm walking the dog in the morning, I see her heading back to her house through the backyard, again."

"So you think she's spending the night?" Tommy asked.

"I don't know, Tom. All I know is what I see almost every night and every morning. It looks like your dad is getting a nice piece of ass. I'd love to bang that bitch on a regular basis."

Tommy laughed. "I hear you, buddy. Could you do me a favor and keep an eye on them?"

"Sure! No problem. So far they've been like clockwork. I wouldn't be surprised if they've worn out a path through the lawn by now. I'm sorry man. I know this isn't what you wanted to hear."

Tommy smiled. "No worries, buddy. Believe it or not, this is exactly what I wanted to hear. I'll call you in a few days. We'll be heading back next week sometime." Tommy turned the phone off and laid it on the deck. Then he sat there, smiling, as he thought about his next move.

Diane pulled her mouth off his cock but continued to stroke it. "What's going on, baby?"

"Looks like dad is spending every day over at Marcy's. And she's sneaking over at night and spending the night at our place." He said smiling.

Diane got an angry, indignant look on her face. "What?! You mean he's fucking that bitch in our bed?"

Tommy shot her an angry glare. "Would you get over this hypocritical bull-shit of yours?" He almost yelled at her. "I fucked you in your marital bed! You didn't seem to have a hard time with that one!"

Diane knelt silently, not responding. She knew he was right. She had no right to be angry about anything. She'd lost count of the number of times Tommy had made love to her in her bed. She even got a sick sense of satisfaction many of the times they made love in her bed. She'd picture Roger being forced to watch them as Tommy took her. "You're right baby. I'm sorry. I have nothing to be angry about." Then she lowered her head and filled her mouth with his cock, again.

"So what are you thinking, cous?" Kenny asked. "I can see that brain of yours scheming something now." Then he looked down at Denise. She'd stopped sucking on his cock, listening to the conversation. He laid his hand on her head and pushed it down. "I didn't tell you to stop." He groaned as her lips slid down the length of his shaft, again. He looked at his cousin, smiling. "This never gets old."

Tommy returned the smile. "No. It doesn't." He paused before continuing. "Here's what we're going to do." He said, looking down at his mom as she stared back at him, her mouth sliding up and down his shaft. "Monday evening, after dark, I'm going to call Tyler and make sure Marcy has snuck over to our house for the night. If he says, yes she has, then you and I jump in the car and drive home that night. We should get home around 1:00 in the morning. We walk in the house quietly and catch them in bed." He gave his mom a sinister grin. "Then you suit the shit out of him in divorce court."

Tommy turned his attention to his cousin. "You think we could stay with you guys for a while after that? I don't know what it's going to take to sort all this shit out, or how long."

Denise lifted her head, not giving Kenny a chance to answer. "Of course! You two can stay with us as long as you have to."

Diane lifted her head and looked at her sister. "Thank you, sis."

The sisters reached for each other and hugged as Diane began to sob softly. After a minute or so, they kissed. Their lips stayed locked as their tongues began dancing together.

Kenny looked at his cousin. "As soon as you guys get back, you and I can go looking for a king-sized bed, for your bedroom."

"Yeah. Good thought." Tommy replied as he watched the sisters. "I'll probably end up doing what you're doing. Not going back to school this semester. See how things playout in the next few months."

Kenny held up his fist, facing his cousin to fist bump him. "Is this one fucked up family, or what?" He asked smiling.

The cousins laughed as Tommy agreed with him. Then he leaned forward and took his mom's face in his hands, after the sisters broke their kiss. He looked at her tenderly, their faces just inches from each other. "I know we've both seen this coming for some time. And I know it's going to hurt, even though we saw it coming. But it's not till we're dealing with it that we'll know just how much it hurts. But I'm going to be with you, every step." He paused and smiled, knowing he had to tell her what she needed to hear. Something he'd told her more times than he could remember. But she'd never hear it enough. "You belong to me now. I'm going to take care of you."

Diane began to sob softly at the tenderness of her son's words. "Oh sweetie! I love you so much! I don't know what I'd do without you! I do belong to you. Tell me what to do, baby! I don't know what to do."

Tommy sat back and looked at Kenny and Denise. "You two like the lawyer you got?"

"Yeah!" Kenny replied. "She seems to be a real bulldog. A fighter."

"I'll call her later." Denise chimed in. "See if she would take your case. I'm not sure, since you guys are so far south. But if she won't I'll see if she could recommend someone."

"Thanks." Tommy said before returning his attention to his mom, kneeling between his legs. "Now where were we?" He asked smiling.

The sadness in Diane's eyes vanished, replaced by a twinkle as she smiled back at him. "I believe I was taking care of the man I love and belong to." She dropped her head again, her hair cascading around it, as she sucked in his manhood again, sucking and slurping on it with the eagerness of a woman wanting to please her man.

Tommy's head rolled back as the sensations overtook him. Her lips gliding up and down his shaft. Her tongue swirling around the head. Her hand gently massaging and caressing his nut sack.

Denise followed her sister's lead, lowering her head till her mouth was filled with Kenny's manhood. Her head bobbed up and down as her hands roamed up and down his torso, caressing his stomach and chest. The whole time giddy with happiness as she listened to his approval of her efforts.

Diane knew her son's orgasm was approaching as his body stiffened and his manhood swelled even more. But she wanted to prolong his pleasure. She pulled off his cock and kissed her way down his shaft till she got to his nut sack. She kissed it all over before sucking one of his testicles into her mouth and gently sucking on it as she teased it with the tip of her tongue.