Message-ID: <24361asstr$959663529@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: thor4u@my-deja.com X-Original-Message-ID: <8gu57o$k1g$1@nnrp1.deja.com> X-Article-Creation-Date: Mon May 29 16:18:13 2000 GMT Subject: {ASSM} RP by Request: TWO FAMILIES - The Teenage Years, Ch 1/13 (no sex, transition) Date: Tue, 30 May 2000 01:12:12 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2000/24361> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman, gill-bates 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. 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