One of his hands left her tit and moved lower. He fondled her cunt, then slipped a finger inside, giving his mother pleasure at both openings. That always brought her off in a hurry. Pleased even more by his mother's obvious excitement, he fucked her ass vigorously. He could feel himself building up to a climax. He pounded his cock up his mother's bumhole and shot off his load, flooding the depths of her ass.
'Oh wow!' his mother panted, trying to catch her breath. 'Wouldn't our friends and neighbors have something to talk about if they could see the position we're in right now, and what you just did to your mother.'
Slowly he pulled his cock out of his mother's ass and she straightened up, turned around and began washing it for him.
'This poor thing takes such a beating,' she cooed as she rubbed a thick lather of soap all over it and rinsed it off. 'I honestly can't understand how it stands up to all this punishment.'
Jamie grinned at her as he squeezed her tits. 'My cock doesn't think of it as punishment.'
After she finished cleaning up his cock, Jamie returned the favor and washed the crack of his mother's ass once again. Then they stepped from the shower and dried each other off.
'Shall we dress for lunch, or shall we go informal?' his mother asked with a girlish giggle.
'If you mean naked,' said Jamie, grinning at her. 'Let's go that way.'
That night at the supper table was like any other night at the Henderson household. Frank Henderson sat at the head of the table, his wife Jennifer on his right and his son Jamie on his left. He talked as usual about how things went that day at the book store, the biggest and most prosperous one for miles around. It was remarkable that the small community of Tuttleville could support a book store of that size, but people came from miles around to do business there.
Frank was a clever businessman and he devoted a great deal of time to it. And he had connections, various clubs he belonged to, several community projects he was active in. This took up a good deal of his spare time, time which he should have been spending with his wife, he supposed, but it paid off. His business was thriving. He was sure Jennifer understood. Besides, with school out for the summer, she had their son Jamie for company. Jamie took her wherever she wanted to go in the evenings, when he had to go back to the store. Jamie took her to the movies and to social events, which was really his husbandly duty to do so and which he wasn't attending to. But his wife and their son got along well together and they didn't seem to mind. Jennifer didn't complain that it was her son who took her places, instead of her husband. And Jamie didn't object to taking his mother wherever she wanted to go, when he could have been out with some teenage girl.
It made Frank feel more at ease, knowing his wife was with their son, when he couldn't be with her. His dear Jennifer was a faithful, respectable wife and having an extramarital affair was the farthest thing from her mind, he was sure. Yet by the very way she was put together, a beautiful face, a superb figure and a warm personality, was a temptation to men. He knew all too well that even his good buddies, supposedly his loyal friends, wanted to get into her panties, and would, if she gave any one of them the least bit of encouragement. His wife had something about her that seemed to broadcast sex, like she was a transmitter sending out signals. It was all too apparent that she had a hot, sexy nature, even if she herself was unaware of it. It was so easy to get her aroused, that if he spent less time at the store and more time with her, she'd likely burn him out in a month. When they were in bed together, he couldn't begin to match her passionate demands. A woman like that would at times, he knew, be tempted to get a little on the side, like several other women in this town were doing.
But with his son accompanying his mother nearly everywhere she went, he felt secure. Even if the boy didn't realize it, he was looking after his father's interests. His presence with his mother was a discouragement to men who wanted to make a try for her. For that reason he didn't press too hard when Jamie didn't show any interest in spending the summer months working as a clerk in the book store, learning the business, but seemed to prefer to just hang around the house and do nothing. If his mother didn't mind him being underfoot all the time, it was all right with him. She had someone to talk to all day and that would keep her mind off sex.
It was when a woman was alone in the house all day that she was apt to be tempted, he thought. His friend Cecil was having marital problems because of that very thing. He came home during the day when he wasn't expected and found his wife having sex with the teenage boy who mowed their lawn every week. Yes, Frank Henderson was very pleased that his son was home with his mother all day, making that kind of nonsense impossible.
While his father was having his secret thoughts, Jamie glanced across at his mother, and smiled a furtive little smile. His mother could have been an actress. She deserved an academy award. Right now she was being the quiet natured, highly moral, respectable wife and mother, who never had an immoral thought in her life. She looked so innocent that if someone said fuck in front of her, she'd faint dead away. Who would ever suspect that she had been naked most of the day, romping around the house with her son? There wasn't a thing about her to indicate she'd had her son's prick in her mouth, in her cunt and up her ass. It wasn't written on her forehead in red letters. It didn't show. How many other mothers in town, Jamie wondered, were putting on a similar convincing act of innocence?
'It's a strange thing, the way the book business has been going over the past several years,' Frank Henderson said, unknowingly cutting in on his son's lewd thoughts about his mother.
'In what way, dear?' asked Jennifer.
'Sex has become far and away the best-seller,' said Frank. 'The public is obsessed with immorality, even in their reading. Sex is the all important thing. If they aren't doing it, they watch it on TV or in the movies.'
'I think that's terrible,' said Jennifer, glancing at her son and thinking of the X-rated movie he took her to the other night in another town.
'And if they aren't watching it,' Frank went on, 'they want to read about it. If the books we sell weren't about sex, the store would go broke. If you go to a hardware store to buy a socket wrench, it's fastened by plastic to a cardboard backing that has a picture of a naked woman on it. Nothing, it seems, can be sold without sex.'
'It's the age we're living in, I guess,' said Jennifer with a deep sigh, as she passed the dish of mashed potatoes across to her son.
'You wouldn't believe what they're planning for a book they intend to bring out,' said Frank.
'What kind of book, Dad?' asked Jamie.
'Another Kinsey type thing,' said Frank. 'A study on incest.'
That got Jamie and his mother's attention. They both glanced at each other and looked startled.
'Incest?' said Jennifer.
'Yes. I received a notice about it from the publisher,' said Frank. 'It was a questionnaire, really. They want to know how I think it will sell. They send this questionnaire to all the bookstores around the country and if it looks like it will sell well, they'll go ahead with the research on it and write it.'
'Incest seems to be a popular subject lately,' said Jennifer cautiously. 'It's being written about in newspapers and magazines, and they've even made several movies with that as the subject!'
'Yeah, there's a movie out now where the hero and the heroine are brother and sister,' said Jamie. 'And they do it to each other all through the picture.'
Jennifer gave her son a warning glance. At the same time she made a mental note that she wanted him to take her to see that movie, when it was showing at their favorite out-of-town theater.
'It's disgraceful,' said Frank. 'Sexologists claim there's a lot of it going on, sex between brother and sister, father and daughter, niece and uncle, nephew and aunt, and between mother and son.'
'How shocking!' Jennifer gasped.
'What's more,' Frank went on, 'this information I received claims they've found a particular town where a good many people are doing it. Mostly between mothers and sons, but a lot of it between brothers and sisters too. They plan to send investigators to this place and get the goods on these women who are fooling around with their sons. Then the information they gather will go into the book. There'll be several volumes, the first dealing with sex between a mother and her son.'
'What's this world coming to?' asked Jennifer, looking a little uneasy.
Jamie tried to shrug it off. 'It sounds pretty far out, Dad. I doubt if anything will come of it.'
'Not if I can help it,' said Frank. 'I wrote them back and told them the whole idea was disgusting and sick. I also told them that whoever thought up that idea, should be put away.'
'Good for you, dear. If there were more people like you, looking after the community and family life, it would be a better world.'
