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AUTHOR'S NOTES:
Posting Schedule:
This story is reposted due to numerous requests. Because of the length
of the story, many of you have missed chapters. For that reason I am
going to try to post on the following schedule:
Friday, May 26 - Two Families - The Cruise in its entirety (6 Chapters)
Monday, May 29 - Two Families - The Teenage Years - Chs 1-6
Tuesday May 30 - Two Families - The Teenage Years - Chs 7-13
Wednesday, May 31 - Two Families - Epilogue
These postings will be made to alt.sex.stories,
alt.sex.stories.moderated and alt.sex.stories.incest, so if miss a
chapter in one newsgroup, you can probably find it in another. Another
method of finding missing chapters is to go to your favorite search
engine and search for TWO FAMILIES only in the newsgroups, rather than
web pages.
What is Two Families?
First of all -- this story is completely fiction. The story is in two
parts. The Cruise details a memorable week in the lives of two close
families - a Caribbean cruise. The Teenage Years picks up at the end
of the cruise and follows the two families until the day our hero --
Jason Bradford -- leaves home for college. Then, the Epilogue returns
about 10 years later in Jason's life and lets you know how everything
turned out for our two families.
As always, comments are appreciated -- either posted here to the
newsgroup or by email to thor4u@my-deja.com
Enjoy the story.
*******************
Two Families - The Teenage Years
Chapter One - A Time for Discovery
By Thor4u
The first two weeks back home from the cruise were hell for Kim and I.
Drained by our marathon love-making on the last night of the cruise, we
were too tired to get frisky at first. We had a few opportunities on
Monday and Tuesday, but really didn't feel the need. We had some sweet
moments, and our hearts did some talking, but we didn't have any sex.
On Wednesday, everything went to shit for a week. Jack's sister Claire
arrived for a week-long visit. She brought her 9 year-old son,
Bradley, with her. As soon as Bradley walked in our front door, he
latched onto me and didn't let go for a solid week! I like kids, and
it would have been fun, except that I wanted to spend time with Kim and
Bradley was an obnoxious little spoiled brat. I don't know how this
little tyrant ever survived to adulthood! He had to be the center of
attention 24 hours a day, or he broke into screaming tantrums. Kim
nicknamed him "Bratley." Claire did absolutely nothing, but I wanted
to strangle the little bastard.
To make matters worse, Brenda called me twice during the week, asking
me to come over on some silly pretext. Paul was out of town, Cassie
was off at the beach every day, and Brenda made it patently clear just
how available she was. I tried to be nice, but I declined
emphatically. It was a rotten week!
Finally, early the following Thursday morning, Claire and Bradley
departed. Mom, Kim and I went into the kitchen and had a Mimosa
(champagne and orange juice) with our breakfast to celebrate!
Finally -- finally! -- it looked like we might get a few moments alone.
Hopefully, Mom would go shopping or something and we'd have some time
together! Kim and I grinned at each other, both considering that
prospect as we ate our breakfast. But, we hadn't even finished
cleaning the dishes from the table when Brenda pranced in, wearing a
short red nylon cover-up over a neon-yellow, spectacularly- obscene,
thong bikini! She strode proudly through our kitchen like she owned
the place, opened the refrigerator, and quickly made herself a Bloody
Mary. It was 10 AM, and Brenda had taken the day off work and invited
herself to spend the day at our pool! Shit!
Mom, of course, just laughed. There was no denying Brenda, so we all
changed into bathing suits and went out to the pool. Not to be
outdone, Mom and Kim both put on the skimpiest bikinis they owned, and
the sights were outrageous. I spent the hours with a constant hardon,
looking at three of the sexiest, most beautiful women you would ever
see. Mom, and especially Kim, were just breathtakingly desirable. And
Brenda, although she could stand to lose 10 pounds or so, was so slutty-
looking that it was hard to take my eyes off her.
I sensibly stayed the hell away from Brenda as she drank more Bloody
Marys. I played grabass in the pool with Kim the whole time, but she
was a mean little bitch. Seeing me struggling to avoid looking at
Brenda, she began to whisper teases and taunts. Whenever she got a
chance, she brushed her tits against me or stroked my cock under the
water. The more I protested, the more she teased. Finally, in
desperation, I got out of the pool with an enormous hardon plainly
visible.
Mom and Brenda had been watching my humiliation and were laughing
openly at my predicament. Rather than maintain a discreet silence, Mom
welcomed me back to the pool-side chaise lounges with a
cheery "Ooooooo, Jason, you little stud, look at you!" Brenda chimed
in with "Wow! Nice one, Jason!" Kim would pay for this!
Once my humiliation was complete, Mom and Kim left for the kitchen. It
was one o'clock, so they went to go put together a tray of sandwiches
and snacks for lunch. I doused myself with sun block and laid down on
my chaise to read a magazine, in hopes of avoiding conversation with
the slutty Brenda. When you're fourteen, you actually believe little
ruses like that will work. It didn't, of course.
Brenda jumped up from her lounger and bounced over to Kim's, next to
me. She made a big production of chastising me for not putting sun
block on my back and took matters into her own hands. As she rubbed
the block on my back, she softly talked to me, leaving no doubt that
she would love to take something else into her hands -- right here,
right now! Since our house had a big back yard and the pool was quite
a distance behind and below the house, Brenda tried to convince me that
she could jack me off all over her magnificent tits again, and no one
would be able to see. I knew better.
When I ignored her outrageous proposition, Brenda launched into
her "Brenda as sexual mentor" offer again. Brenda should have been a
salesman, because she certainly wouldn't take no for an answer.
Finished with the sun block, she tenderly tickled my back (That felt
great!) and told me how wonderful she could make my whole body feel.
She told me she wanted to teach me about oral sex and a lot of other
kinds of sex, but most of all she wanted to fuck me. I was exasperated
by her persistence, although the offer certainly sounded good right
about now, and I finally whispered to her "...not only no, but no way!"
Brenda, just grinned and cheerily asked, "What's the matter,
Jason...don't you ever want to learn how to fuck?"
At that precise moment (from a distance of about one foot behind
Brenda!), a soft voice announced, "I hate to interrupt this tender
moment, you two, but luncheon is served on the pool deck."
It was Kim! And she was carrying a tray of sandwiches, another Bloody
Mary for Brenda, a beer for herself, and a coke for me. Brenda had
been selling so hard, with her back to the house, that neither of us
saw or heard Kim coming!
I almost shit in my pants. Brenda froze. I jumped up, mumbled
something about having to pee, and sprinted up the steps to the house!
As I roared through the kitchen, Mom was doubled up with laughter at
the counter! I was destroyed. And, I quickly thought...I am dead meat!
**********
Kim couldn't help laughing as Jason fled. She laughed out loud as she
turned to watch him dart up the steps, taking them two at a time.
(Nice butt, Jase! Love ya, babe!)
Brenda laughed too, but quickly said, "Kim, honey...I hope you don't
misunderstand anything you may have heard"
When Kim turned back to Brenda, her eyes were cold and there was a
sharp edge to her voice.
"Oh, I understand perfectly well, Brenda. You were trying to seduce
Jason." Kim's tone was flat and frigid.
"No, Kim...it's not like that...really, it's not...let me..." Kim cut
her off in mid- sentence.
"Bullshit, lady! You were begging him to fuck you!" Kim raised her
voice, and then lowered it again. "Well, let me tell you something,
Brenda! Jason knows perfectly well how to fuck. We talk very openly
about sex in this family. I've had a lot of candid talks with Jase,
and so has Mom. When his time comes, he'll be fine! He doesn't need
any help from you!"
"If you really want to be a sex therapist, Brenda," Kim continued,
softening a little, " you'd better start with your own daughter! You'd
better devote your attention closer to home."
What happened next was surprising. Brenda broke down crying, and was
consoled by Kim. With Betsy watching from the kitchen, the two women
talked for more than three hours. Jason joined his mother in the
kitchen and told her that Kim had surprised them while Brenda was
hitting on him. Betsy reassured Jason that everything would be okay,
and sent him into his room to play with his computer. Betsy busied
herself in the kitchen and then went into the family room to watch
nothing on TV. She didn't want to spy on her friend and her
stepdaughter, but every time she went back into the kitchen for
something, they were still talking.
Betsy couldn't tell what the conversation was about. Kim had pointed
out to her stepmother that Brenda was all over Jason at the pool. When
she left to sneak down to the pool deck, Betsy was surprised to see a
flash of anger in Kim's eyes.
Then she thought about it and realized she should not have been
surprised. She had seen the beautiful kiss on the dance floor during
the cruise, and since their return, she had noted much more than a
normal amount of grab-assing, gratuitous touching and quick hugs.
Also, before the cruise, for years in fact, Jason had always just
said, "Goodnight, Mom," and gone to bed. But now, each night he gave
both she and Kim goodnight kisses. Betsy's kisses were always
perfunctory, on the cheek. Kim's were just little pecks, but always on
the lips. She had also seen them kissing briefly down at the pool one
afternoon, and had seen them walking up the steps -- Jason with his arm
on Kim's shoulder, Kim with her arm around Jase's waist and her head on
his shoulder. Betsy knew that this was not just brother-sister
anymore, and she knew that she was going to have to intervene before
things got out of hand. But, when? And how?
Brenda and Kim talked for a long time. Brenda did most of the talking
and Kim paid close attention. Brenda was almost at the breaking point
emotionally and needed to be treated with care. The anger was gone and
Kim's nurturing side took over.
Brenda let all her hurt and frustration with Paul pour out. He was so
busy. He had no time for her. When they did have time, he avoided
intimacy. They had only had sex three times in the last six months.
Brenda didn't even mention the behavior between Paul and Cassie on the
cruise. She wasn't upset by it; she was clueless. She was too wrapped
up in her own grief and feelings of rejection to really pay much
attention to it.
Brenda then told Kim about the trip to Chichen Itza -- all about it.
She said she really loved Jason, that he was a wonderful kid. But
there was more than the love of an old and true friend at work here,
Brenda candidly admitted. First of all, Jason seemed so shy and
awkward that Brenda longed to mother him. She knew he was totally
inexperienced sexually, and she shuddered at what might happen to him.
She really was concerned for his welfare, and had asked Betsy if she
could talk to Jason. Much to Kim's surprise, but not to Brenda's,
Betsy had said "sure." She assured Brenda that she had talked to Jason
about "the birds and the bees," and also said she was pretty sure Kim
had too, "...because those two share everything." But Betsy gave her
approval for two simple reasons: she knew Brenda, loved her, and
trusted her, and she knew that someday there may be questions too
sensitive to ask his mother or sister. Before Kim could ask (and she
wouldn't have), Brenda made clear that Betsy's approval was only for
counseling and sound guidance, not for practice sessions!
The second factor contributing to Brenda's actions was that she was so
desperately in need of affection. She didn't get it from Cassie, who
had developed into a whining, self-centered little snot. She got it
from Betsy, of course, but that was not the same as male attention.
Brenda was lonely, rejected, vulnerable, and incredibly horny.
And the final factor was Jason's cock. Brenda described discovering it
on the Chichen Itza trip, and said it caused her to burn with desire.
That's why she had stroked it under the blanket, that's why she had
continued to pursue Jason, even though he had rebuffed her and
continued to do so, like he did today. To make her point, Brenda made
a mistake. She got carried away with her compliments.
"Really, Kim...Jason has a beautiful, big cock. I know you know he
does, `cause I've seen you guys playing grab-ass in the pool. But you
have no idea, Kim! (Wanna bet, big-tits?) Jason has the most
beautiful cock I've ever seen! It's much bigger than my husband's!"
"Seen, Brenda?" Oooops! Aw shit!
Brenda just looked at Kim. Her shoulders slumped in capitulation...and
she told Kim about seeing Jason in Cassie's cabin. And she also told
Kim about masturbating Jason. (So that was it! That is what Jason was
doing! He wasn't spying; he was getting jerked off by this beautiful,
voluptuous woman! No wonder he ran!) Brenda didn't go into detail
about that incredible session. She just said that she called him to
the room to apologize, he got a hardon and she asked to see it, he
complied and she jacked him off. Brenda also told Kim that this
incident made her even more determined to become Jason's sexual mentor,
but in a physical sense, not just verbally.
Brenda also candidly told Kim that she had not given up, and that she
would not give up. Brenda begged Kim not to talk to Jason about the
content of their discussion, and not to tell Betsy about the
masturbation. Kim could see both the love of Jason and the intense
fear of losing Betsy's love in her eyes, and she agreed.
Then, it was Kim's turn. She didn't go into any specifics, but she
told Brenda she was worried about Cassie. Like Brenda, Kim withheld
the most incendiary things she knew, but she told Brenda enough that
she could see that there was a serious problem. She recounted some of
their discussions, told Brenda that Cass was hot as a firecracker, and
if someone didn't stop her, Cass was going to get in a lot of trouble.
Kim also told Brenda she had tried to talk sense into Cass's dim little
brain, but failed. Kim just couldn't bring herself to tell Brenda what
she was really so upset about. Brenda was already on the ropes; Kim
was not going to be the one to destroy her. But, she urged Brenda to
try again and again, like she was determined to do with Jason.
The two women concluded their talk as the afternoon lengthened. They
walked arm-in-arm up the steps, Brenda said her goodnight to Betsy, and
she left.
Betsy looked inquiringly into Kim's eyes, but Kim just shook her head.
The conversation was off limits. All she said was, "You were right.
Brenda is really going through hell...and it hasn't even started for
her yet. I have to talk to Jase."
Kim turned on her heel, knocked on Jason's door and led him outside and
down the steps to the pool. Rather than happiness, there was fear and
dread all over Jason's face as Betsy watched him leave. (God,
Kimmy...be gentle. He's just a kid.)
Kim and Jason talked from about 5 PM until darkness began to fall.
Betsy flipped on the pool light and back yard lights, and had no
feelings of remorse for watching the whole thing from the now-darkened
kitchen.
Kim talked first. She talked seriously, but Betsy could tell from her
body language that she was not angry...just concerned. Although Betsy
didn't know it, Kim was telling Jason about Brenda's marital problems
and her determined lust for Jason.
To Jason's surprise, Kim was not as upset about the problem as she had
been earlier. She questioned Jason closely, but gently, about his
feelings for Brenda, learning that he really did like her as a person
and trusted her implicitly. He also thought that Brenda was
outrageously sexy -- not in a way he would ever love, but just in a
purely slutty way. Brenda epitomized the wanton wildly-fucking passion
that he and Kim had enjoyed during their magic night together, but he
would never make love to her. Kim was impressed, yet again, with
Jason's honesty and accurate appraisal of human character. He knew
Brenda and he knew himself.
Then Jason amazed Kim. Although Kim had made no mention of the meeting
between Brenda and Jason in Cassie's room, Jason told her about it. He
said he loved Kim and had been having a terrible time concealing this
from her. He truthfully said he would have told her earlier if they
had been able to get any privacy. Whatever her reaction might be, he
wanted her to know the truth.
And he told her everything. Every detail. All five climaxes in
graphic detail, a full description of hosing down Brenda's enormous
tits with his spunk...with every bit of the wild excitement coming
out! Nothing held back. He stopped, and waited anxiously for her
response.
Kim just said, "Holy shit, Bro! You are one hot little stud, aren't
you? We have to try that some time, if we ever get any privacy around
here. Wanna go for six?"
And she laughed heartily. Then she told him gently that she loved him
for telling her the truth, and gave him a soft kiss on the lips to let
him know that they were okay.
Then, Kim's heart burst as she told Jason every single detail she knew
about Cassie from her many conversations with her. Kim had been
carrying an awful burden, and there was only one person she could share
it with.
She shared it all. Every blowjob Cass had given her dad, the fucking
sessions, the handjobs, the dry-fucks when Cassie had her period,
everything. Jason had never been so shocked. She swore Jason to
absolute secrecy. No one must ever know about Cass and Paul. No one.
Ever. That done, the burden lifted from Kim's shoulders, and she
smiled with relief.
Then, they talked about Kim and Jason. Not focusing on the problems,
they looked forward eagerly to the time that must someday come when
they would have some real privacy. They declared the pool-deck their
sanctuary, a place where they could go openly and talk quietly and
privately -- something they had been longing to do since they returned
from the cruise. They knew their family would be wondering, but would
respect their need to have their own space.
And then, as Betsy watched from the kitchen, they repeated their mantra
("Kim and Jason. Lovers tonight, lovers forever." and christened their
new sanctuary with a kiss. It was a beautiful kiss: unafraid,
completely without shame, not caring whether anyone was watching. It
had been a long time, and their hearts had a lot to say to each other.
So their hearts quietly said hello, entwined joyously, and let all the
love flow. It lasted several minutes, bringing joyful tears to three
pairs of eyes: Kim's, Jason's...and Betsy's.
**********
As Betsy watched her wonderful 14 year-old son and his beautiful 19
year-old stepsister hugging all the way up the steps to the rear of the
house, she didn't know whether to cry with joy or with fear. The tears
welled up in her eyes as she lovingly approached the couple. Now was
the time. Betsy wasn't sure how...but now was the time.
"Jason, honey...come sit with me in the family room. We need to
talk." Jason started to followed her in.
As Kim followed, Betsy turned to her and said softly, "Kim...I need to
talk to Jason alone."
Kim smiled, "Is it about us?"
"Yes," Betsy answered quietly. "But I need to talk to him alone. I'm
his mother, Kim."
"I don't think so, Betsy," Kim challenged. "We're all in this
together. I think we need to discuss it together."
"Well...as usual, you are right," Betsy agreed. She would have
preferred to talk to Jason first, then Kim, because that would have
been easier for her to handle. But Kim was right. "Go sit down with
Jason, honey...I'll get us some wine." Betsy returned to the kitchen,
praying for the strength and guidance to handle this conversation the
right way.
When she returned, Betsy gave each person their glass of wine, and
offered a toast that was more a continuation of her prayer than a
salute. "To our family, which has come so far in such a short time --
may we always love each other, and respect each other, and support each
other as we do now."
Kim and Jason raised their glasses. Betsy saw them shoot each other a
quick glance. Both were thinking about saying something, but Betsy saw
their eyes say no. But they both smiled quietly. Damn, she thought!
These kids are really attuned to each other! I don't know what that
was about, but they don't even need to speak!
Betsy started slowly, cautiously. She knew she was in very sensitive
territory. This problem had to be addressed, but she didn't want to
make too much out of it. She wanted to nip this problem in the bud
before it developed into a full-blown crisis.
"Kids...I don't want to make a big deal of this...but we have to talk
about something. This is going to be very hard for me. I'm going to
have a hard time explaining my thoughts, and especially my feelings,
because they are all mixed up. So, if I screw it up, be patient with
me, please. Okay?" The kids nodded.
"Okay. It would help me if you would let me talk for a few minutes.
Like I said, I don't think this is a big deal, but it can become one if
we're not careful. I want to try to find a little perspective, not
only with you, but in my own mind, before we start talking about the
problem at hand."
Betsy spent about five minutes talking very openly about she and Jack
getting together, and shared with them their one big fear when they
decided to get married. They never doubted each other or their
feelings for each other -- the thing they feared most was that their two
only children would have difficulty. They feared that Kim and Jason
would not get along, that there would be a gulf between the two kids
that could not be bridged, and which would prevent the four of them
from truly joining together as one family. Betsy said that they
recognized that if conflict came between Kim and Jason, they would each
take their own child's side and that would cause conflict between Jack
and Betsy. Then, Betsy paused for a long moment, like she always did
when she had something really important to say.
At last, she spoke again. "That never happened. You two accepted each
other. Then you became friends. Then you became best friends. You
became inseparable. Most natural brothers and sisters, at 11 and 15
like you were, fight like cats and dogs. They don't get really close
until much later in life. But you didn't. Or, if you did, we never
saw it.
"Jack and I have talked about this often. I can't tell you how many
times in the last four years we have sat up here in the kitchen,
watched you guys down at the pool, and just marveled at the way you are
together. It's just been beautiful to watch.
"And I want you to know something else. Jack and I have had a
wonderful marriage for four years, full of love and happiness. But
nothing -- nothing -- has given us more joy, or made us prouder, than the
way you two have come together as brother and sister. Instead of being
a wedge between all of us, you two have been a strong force pulling us
all together.
Everybody's eyes were wet.
"But you are getting too close. Like I said, I don't want to make a
big deal out of this, but we have to face it honestly. You know me
better than to think I would ever spy on you. If I ever have to do
that, it won't matter, because we will have lost our trust. But, that
last night on the ship, I saw you kiss on the dance floor. It wasn't
spying, you did it in front of hundreds of people, and an awful lot of
them were watching intently. I tried to tell myself it was just the
moment, that you were so happy and the evening was so perfect that you
just got carried away.
"But then we came home, I couldn't help but notice the little touches
when you passed in the halls. I couldn't help but notice all the
little hugs when you were messing around in the pool. I couldn't help
but notice, Kim, that you insisted in staying by Jase's side, even
when "Bratley" was tormenting everybody and you had a chance to go out
with friends. I also couldn't help but notice that you can't walk past
Jason without putting your hand on his shoulder. And you, Jason! You
couldn't walk past Kim without touching her hair so sweetly. And you
haven't gone to bed once in the last two weeks without kissing Kim
goodnight...on the lips.
"There have been lots of other things, too many to mention -- maybe you
two don't even realize how attracted you are to each other. Then,
tonight, just a few minutes ago, I saw that kiss at the pool. That
time I was spying on you, and I'm glad I did. Actually, I'm glad for
two reasons.
"The first is that it has been my great privilege to witness two
extraordinarily beautiful kisses in my life. I would not have wanted
to miss either kiss, just because they were so incredible -- they were
like looking at a beautiful painting or a glorious sunset. Both of
them absolutely took my breath away.
"Both of those kisses were you two. Once on the dance floor, and again
tonight down at the pool. The kiss tonight was absolutely the most
moving, touching thing I have ever seen two people do.
"The second reason I'm glad I saw you tonight, though, is that it
convinced me I could no longer ignore your obvious affection for each
other. This is not brother- sister anymore, no matter how much you may
deny it. I know you were not trying to get in each other's pants
tonight, but there is so much emotion between you two that it can -- and
will, if we don't nip this in the bud -- lead to disaster.
"Like I said at the start, I don't think this is a big deal yet, but we
need to discuss this honestly, we need to be sure we're on the same
page, and we need to make sure we don't let your closeness (which Jack
and I always want you to keep) blow up in our faces.
Then, with a little sigh of relief, Betsy looked at the kids and said
simply, "Your turn."
It was quiet for a long time. Betsy resisted the urge to begin
speaking again. Kim reached over and took Jason's hand and snuggled
close to him on the couch. Finally, surprisingly, Jason spoke.
"Mom...I love you." Then he paused, just like his mother always did,
and then spoke again, "But we are not only not on the `same page,' I'm
not even sure we're on the same planet!"
"Jason," his mother started, in a firm tone, "don't try to deny your
feelings. Don't Jase."
"Deny????" Kim interrupted, "Whose denying? Jase is not denying,
Betsy, he's just saying you have no clue! No big deal?????? Are you
kidding me? This is the biggest deal of my life!!!"
Before Betsy could counter, Kim plunged ahead, "You know me Betsy, you
know me well. You know I'm honest, and you know I'm not a little
mindless twit of a girl. So listen to me, and listen good! I love
your precious son with all my heart and soul. Remember a couple of
years ago, we had a big Mom-daughter talk? I was all distraught and
insecure because I had a boyfriend, but I wasn't sure of my feelings or
his. I doubted that he really loved me and I was scared to death no
one would ever love me. Remember what you said? You said, `Kimmy,
when love comes along, you'll know. There will be no doubt.'"
"Well, you were right," Kim continued. "I've had several boyfriends
since then -- sometimes I knew it wasn't forever, sometimes I thought it
had promise. But it just never really happened. Until the cruise. It
happened. Jason and Kim happened. There is no doubt this time. I
have found the love of my life, Betsy. And I hate to break it to you
like this, but the love of my life is your Jason. He's also my Jason
now."
Then, Kim shifted gears, but continued speaking, "Betsy, that was a
lovely toast you gave. We have our own toast...you probably saw us
looking at each other wondering whether to say it or not. It goes like
this, `To us. To Kim and Jason. Lovers tonight, lovers forever."
"Yes, and that is a beautiful toast," Betsy countered. "But there are
lots of kinds of lovers. I would never do anything to try to prevent
you from loving each other, but you both know that even the purest love
can lead to irreversible consequences. You can't kiss like you two
kiss for very long without getting sexually involved, and that would
make everything very complicated."
"Mom," Jason said softly. "Mom...Kim and I are lovers in every sense of
the word. Every sense, Mom."
"And we are lovers in the very best sense of the word," Kim added. She
snuggled closer to Jason and put her head on his shoulder.
"So you've already had sex?" Betsy inquired, knowing the answer now
but dreading it.
"Yes, Mom...we've had sex. We've made love." Jason answered.
"Oh gosh....Kids..." Betsy's eyes filled with tears. "Oh gosh. Aw
shit!"
"So you're happy for us, then?" Jason joked, trying to change the mood.
"Ha! Yeah, goddammit, actually I am!" Betsy said. "I can't believe I
said that! But dammit, I AM happy for you. The most beautiful girl in
the world and my perfect son have gotten together, and I just can't
feel bad about that. But, I'm just scared to death."
"So are we," Kim replied quietly. "Well, not scared actually, but we
know this is a very long and difficult road we've started down."
"I hope you understand there is also a big difference between having
sex and making love."
"Oh, yes," Kim replied happily. "We know the difference. That's not
where our problems lie."
"But, gosh..." Betsy continued. "Aw...I don't even know where to start
with the complications. God Jason, I know you love Kim, and I know you
are growing into a strong, handsome young man, but you're still only 14
and now you're talking about meeting the needs of a grown woman. A lot
of grown men can't do that."
"Oh, ho!" Kim countered happily, giggling and smiling
broadly. "Don't worry about that Betsy, really. Listen to me now, not
child to parent, but woman to woman. No worries, babe! Really, NO
WORRIES!!!"
When Betsy saw how Kim beamed, and saw the glint of lust in her eyes as
she smiled at Jason, she knew Kim was telling the truth. As she fondly
remembered her son's huge cock and the love she had seen expressed in
their kisses, she realized that sex and lovemaking would probably not
be their stumbling blocks.
Betsy also knew that this was not the time to have an extended talk
about all the troubles ahead. Both she and the kids needed a little
break. Betsy, in particular, needed time to sort out her many
conflicting feelings, hopes, and fears. She had to think about this.
She had to be a good mother, now more than ever.
She suggested they call it a night and take some time to process all
that had happened, but before she did, Betsy made one more simple
statement.
"I have to say this, and I know you're not going to like it. I need
some time to adjust to this surprise. It would make things a lot
easier for me if you two would refrain from having sex until things
settle down. In fact, I think I'm just going to make that a rule. I'm
declaring a sex moratorium until further notice. It's my right to do
that, and I think I have an obligation to do that for now. I am still
your mother. I hope you will respect that."
To her surprise, both kids quickly nodded their approval without
question. There was no doubt that they would comply. Then Betsy
suggested they go to bed, saying that she would go upstairs first to
give them time to talk if they wanted, and to say goodnight to each
other.
They agreed. But as Betsy stood to leave, Kim stopped her.
"Betsy...can I ask one question?" She asked.
"Sure, Kim."
"It's not really a question, it's a favor that I've been wanting to ask
for a long time."
"Sure Kim, what is it?"
"If you take your parenting role so seriously..." Kim started, with
just a hint of a grin, "...can I call you `Mom' from now on? `Mother'
will always be my mother, but I'd really like for you to be my Mom."
Betsy couldn't speak. Her eyes filled up with tears. Kim stood up and
Betsy grabbed her, locking her in a tight hug, laughing and crying at
the same time. She bellowed her approval, joy, and happiness as she
cried. They hugged for a long time.
Then Betsy kissed both kids goodnight and went up to her room,
confused, happy, and terrified all at the same time.
Kim and Jason lingered in the family room for a few minutes, talking
quietly. The only thing they talked about was that they would honor
the moratorium for as long as it took. It would be their first big
challenge together, but certainly not their last. Then they kissed
sweetly and parted, Kim going to her bedroom upstairs and Jason going
to his on the first floor.
It had been another memorable day.
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