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Subject: {ASSM} Story: Carly Mom XIII by LaurenMom (MMFF, inc) (March 2008)
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Summary: Carly and her son Stephen were caught together by Stephen's
wife Paige. Paige had just revealed that she was pregnant by Carly's
husband, Stephen's dad, Paul. Mother and son go to talk with their
spouses and offer a creative solution to their tangled family web.

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Story: Carly Mom XIII by LaurenMom (MFMF, inc) (March 2008)

"Following their ultimately successful (meaning they consummated their
lust) and unexpectedly eventful (meaning they got caught) rendezvous,
Carly and her son Stephen got dressed (Carly in only the trench coat
and high heels she wore to their meeting place), then drove together
to Carly's home. They hoped that Stephen's wife Paige had gone there
to talk with Paul, Carly's husband and Stephen's father, who they had
just found out, was the father of Paige's unborn child.

On the way, Carly and Stephen talked through the complexities of their
situation. Stephen had told his mother he had been in love with her
since he was in High School. And he told her that while his marriage
was important to him, he could not live without being intimate with
her again. Carly agreed that she wanted the same thing.

Carly was fairly certain that Paul wouldn't be freaked out by the fact
that she had sex with someone else. Carly long thought Paul knew she
got her needs met elsewhere now and then. But he would probably be
quite surprised and quite possibly upset that she had slept with their
son. Although, he probably wouldn't be as upset as Paige had been.

By the time they arrived at Carly and Paul's home (Stephen had grown
up in the large house), Carly and Stephen had what they thought was a
basic plan for sorting everything out. The question was, would Paul
and Paige go for it?

They immediately saw Paige's car in the driveway. The way it was
parked suggested that she had driven up rather recklessly, given her
emotional state. They figured she had jumped out of the car not caring
where she left it and run inside to tell Paul what she had seen.

Carly and Stephen braced themselves, not knowing what to expect once
they got inside. The two entered through the back door which brought
them into the kitchen. Paul and Paige weren't there, nor anywhere to
be seen. Carly and Stephen took the back stairs, thinking it was
possible the two had gone to a bedroom, but they didn't find them on
the second floor either. They descended the main staircase and
followed the hallway to Paul's office, which was where they found
their spouses.

The door to the office was ajar. Carly opened it quietly and peered
in. Although she was hard to surprise, what Carly saw was far from
what she had expected.

Paul and Paige were there in Paul's office. But rather than hearing
Paige screaming about catching her husband with his mother, or sobbing
on Paul's shoulder, Paul and Paige were having sex. Carly obviously
knew her husband had slept with their daughter in law. He admitted it
to her. And Paige was pregnant. But despite having that knowledge,
Carly had been unable to picture Paul having sex with someone else.
And while it didn't bother her in particular, it was a surprise
nonetheless.

By the same token, Stephen also never thought he would see his wife
making love to another man, particularly his own father. He was taken
with an immediate wave of unexpected jealousy. But that feeling was
quickly replaced by a feeling of fascination. He had wanted his wife
to be more sexual for almost their entire marriage. And here she was,
making love to another man.

Carly and Stephen stepped back, but remained in the doorway with the
door slightly open, so they could still see what was happening inside.
Paul was sitting on his sofa with his pants at his ankles. His oxford
shirt was opened completely, but he was still wearing it. Paige had
removed her shoes, pants and panties. She still wore her short-cut
blouse, but it was open in front. Her front-clasp bra was open as
well.

Paige was facing Paul and straddling his erection, riding up and down
very deliberately. She was kissing Paul repeatedly on the mouth, neck
and shoulders. Paul had one hand on Paige's hip and was guiding her
movements. His other hand appeared to be holding one of her breasts.

Both Carly and Stephen had similar thoughts in their heads, but they
chose to keep them to themselves in order not to disturb their
spouses.

"I don't know when was the last time I saw Paul hard," Carly thought
to herself. "Clearly the equipment still works. They certainly both
look like they're into this. It seems like they're making love, not
fucking. Paige sure has a beautiful ass."

"I never thought I'd want to see my wife with another man," Stephen
thought silently. "But for some reason, this is a huge turn-on, even
if the other man is my dad. I really am a pervert, like Paige said, if
I could think that this was appealing. But, so be it. Dad's doing a
great job for his age. Paige sure has a gorgeous ass."

Mother and son watched and waited. Paige was riding harder and moaning
steadily. She was speaking, but they couldn't quite make out the
words. Paul put both of his hands on Paige's hips and helped her pick-
up the pace of her ride. The harder she rode, the louder Paige's words
became. Within a minute, they could just make them out.

"Say you love me," Paige said through her moaning. "Please, tell me
you love me...oooooohhhhhhh...pplleeeeeaaaassseeee...tell me, Paul.
Ahhh, aaahhh, aahhhh, aahhhh. I love you, Paul! Please say
it...please..."

Stephen wondered at his father's reluctance to say what Paige wanted
to hear. Didn't he love her? He obviously heard her, if Stephen had.
Carly thought she knew. She figured he did love Paige, or he wouldn't
have slept with her in the first place. That's who Carly knew her
husband to be. But she also knew that he never talked during sex. No
matter how much she begged him, he just wouldn't do it. Carly could
never quite figure out the reason, but she knew her husband would
never...

"I love you, Paige," Paul said. "Yes, I love you very much." Carly's
mouth dropped as she heard her husband doing what he had never done
before. Paul reached his hands to Paige's shoulders and slid her shirt
off, giving Carly and Stephen a good side view of one of her breasts.
Paul then pulled her close and buried his face in her cleavage.

"Damn," Carly said, once again to herself. "Paige has fantastic tits
to go with that ass." She could then tell that the couple was nearing
the final stages of their lovemaking. Paul began moaning as well,
something else she wasn't used to, and Paige's noises became louder
and her riding more intense. Paul's hands were back on Paige's hips,
helping her lift up, then slamming her down on his hard cock. Finally,
when both of their moans had reached a crescendo, he held her down,
firmly planted on his rod as both he and Paige climaxed. Paul
continued to hold his daughter in law in place on his lap while their
orgasms passed. Paige was hugging and kissing Paul passionately.

"You love me," Paige said between kisses. "You love me. Oh, Paul, you
love me..." They couldn't hear his words, but both Carly and Stephen
could tell that Paul acknowledged again that he did love Paige.
Eventually Paige's kisses turned to a massive embrace. When she
finally let her father in law loose and leaned back, Paul spoke.

"Enjoying the show, you two?" Paul said. Paige turned her head quickly
around and let out a gasp even bigger than the one she emitted when
she saw Carly covered in a sheet standing next to her husband
Stephen's hotel room bed. Now naked, Paige jumped off of Paul's lap
and covered herself with the afghan that lay on the end of Paul's
sofa. "I figured you two would show up here, but obviously I didn't
think it would be quite yet."

"Well, that was quite a show, Paul," Carly said to her husband. "I
haven't seen you engaged like that for many years. Very impressive.
Paige glared at her, not yet appreciating the irony of the situation.

"Why the hell were you watching us?" Paige demanded.

"Paige, I'm sorry Honey," Carly said. "It was probably rude for us to
do that. I just think we were both so surprised to find the two of you
like this that we couldn't look away." Carly considered whether or not
to make the comment on her mind, then decided to do so. "By the way,
Paige...you have an amazing body."

"It looks like you were having fun, Paige," Stephen said. "You too,
Dad." Paul looked at his son, seeming unflappable.

"And I hear you were having some fun of your own today, Stephen," Paul
said showing little or no emotion. He casually picked up a pillow from
the sofa and placed it on his lap, covering his retreating erection.
"So, Carly. What do we do now?"

"Good question, Paul," Carly replied. "Stephen and I have been talking
about that. We have an idea we'd like to hear your thoughts on." Carly
was her cool self, at her best in a negotiation. She entered the room
and sat in a chair opposite the sofa. Stephen followed and sat in a
chair next to his mother, both facing Paul and Paige on the sofa.

Stephen was used to seeing his parents interact calmly in challenging
situations, even though this was wild beyond anything he had ever
experienced with them. Paige on the other hand was trying desperately
to read the dynamics, wanting to know how Paul and Carly, and even
Stephen could be so calm after everything that had happened in the
past few hours.

"Relax, Paige," Stephen said, trying to reassure his wife. "I think we
can work this out."

"Here's the way I see it," Carly said. "Stephen and Paige have been
having a really tough time lately. Actually, since they got married.
It seems from everything I hear, that the core of the problem is
sexual. I think they really care about each other, but they seem to
have very different expectations about what the relationship should
look like in bed. Interestingly enough, Paul and I have had the same
problem, for a long time. And just like you two, we really care for
each other. "

"Yes," Paul said. "I think that sounds pretty accurate."

"So what?" Paige jumped in. "What are we supposed to do now?"

"Just relax, Honey," Stephen said reassuringly. Carly gave Paige a
genuine smile. Paige still had no idea what to think.

"And now, we've all gotten ourselves into a couple of interesting
situations," Carly continued. "Hearing Paige talk about the man who
was a mystery at the time, I got a sense that she had found someone
that was able to meet her needs. And now that I've seen you together,
I think my sense was right." Paul patted Paige's knee as he looked at
Carly and nodded his head. Stephen was surprised that he felt no
jealousy at this gesture. "And, I seem to have discovered this week
that Stephen and I have a connection that I would never have dreamed
of."

"I don't think that surprises any of us," Paul said. "It's always been
that way with you two."

"I told you I thought he was in love with you!" Paige said, throwing
an angry look at her husband.

"I know, Paige," Carly said. "You did say that to me today. The truth
is that you totally took me by surprise when you said that. But
apparently there's more between Stephen and me than I ever thought."
She briefly took Stephen's hand between their chairs. Paul was very
accepting, but Paige did not like the gesture.

"I still don't know what you think we're going to do," Paige said.

"Yes, I'm curious to hear this myself," Paul said.

"Paige," Carly said, "I have one question for you. You certainly don't
have to answer. But there's something I'm really curious about and I
think it has some bearing on our situation." Paige didn't speak, but
she looked directly at Carly and gave non-verbal indication that she
wanted to hear the question. "Stephen told me that you had a great
interest in sex before you were married. From he said, things were
really hot between the two of you." Paige reluctantly nodded. "My
question is, what happened? What changed?"

Paige put her head down, appearing either sad or guilty. No one spoke,
giving her an opportunity to collect her thoughts. But they were all
curious about the answer. Finally Paige spoke, at first without
raising her head.

"I really loved Stephen," Paige said. "I wanted him to marry me. He
wanted so much sex. I did with him all the time because I wanted him
to want me." She had raised her head. "I thought it would get better."

"You didn't enjoy sex?" Stephen asked her. "Paige, why didn't you say
something?"

"It's not that I didn't like it," Paige said. "Of course I liked it. I
loved you. I still do!" She paused again. "It's just that you wanted
it so much. All the time.  I thought you'd stop wanting it like that
when we got married. But you didn't. I just don't know how to keep up.
I love you, Stephen. But I don't think I'll ever want sex like you
do."

"Thank you for being so honest, Paige Honey," Carly said. "That's kind
of what I imagined was the case. As for Paul and me, I would guess the
answer would be similar. Wouldn't you, Paul?" Paul thought for a
moment, then smiled and nodded his head.

"I guess you're right, Carly," Paul said. "And I do love you. You know
that. I know I haven't been able to give you what you want physically.
But I am still curious to hear your idea."

"Thanks for saying that, Paul," Carly said. "And I love you too. Very
much. And, I know it's been frustrating for you as well. Anyway,
here's what Stephen and I discussed in the car on the way over. Try to
keep an open mind, both of you." Paul nodded his head as did Paige,
reluctantly. Although, she seemed to have calmed down a bit.

"OK, Carly," Paul said. "Let's hear it."

"We all care about each other, a lot," Carly said. "We all love our
spouses. But we all have needs that don't get met, often. And now, we
all seem to have found the connection we were looking for, albeit in
an incredibly unusual, and many people would say, twisted way." Carly
looked around to make sure everyone was tracking, then she continued.
"And, let's not forget that our little Paige has a baby growing inside
of her. And that my husband is the father." All four looked around at
one another.

"That is a complication," Stephen said. "But we think we have it
figured out."

"Stephen and I thought," Carly continued, "That we just might be able
to do a sort of a 'one big happy family' thing." Paul and Paige stared
in anticipation of her explanation. "Stephen and Paige talked about
having kids. And it's not a bad time for that to happen. So, part one
is that Stephen and Paige stay married and they raise the baby as
their own. And, Paul and I stay married. And we act like the loving
grandparents we've always wanted to be." Carly stopped again to give
this part of the plan time to sink-in.

"That's interesting," Paul said. "Stephen, you're OK with this?"

"I think I am, Dad," Stephen said. "I can't even explain it. I guess I
understand what you and Paige did. Largely I guess, because Mom and I
got involved so I know how it can happen. Anyway, I want to raise a
baby with Paige. I don't think it really matters to me if I'm not the
father. I'd be OK if we adopted a baby. So even if this is a little
different, I'm fine. I can't speak for Paige, but that's how I feel."

"I don't know," Paige said. "I do want to have a baby with you,
Stephen. I guess as long as you'll raise it as the father, I think I
might be able to live with it." Paige had clearly settled down
considerably. "But, what about..." Paige looked at Paul, then seeming
confused, was unable to articulate her thought.

"Paige, I think I might know what you're thinking," Carly said. "You
were going to ask something about your relationship with Paul, weren't
you?" Paige nodded hesitantly. "I'd want to know the same thing. What
happens with the connections we've discovered...the two of you
(indicating Paul and Paige) and the two of us (Carly and Stephen)? The
second part of our plan takes even more of an open mind than the
first."

"OK," Paul said. "Interesting so far."

"I don't think Paige wants to give you up, Paul," Carly said. "I don't
blame her. You're a wonderful man. And, Stephen has already told me
that he doesn't want to uh, give me up." Carly smiled and touched
Stephen's hand again. "Stephen and I thought that maybe, just maybe,
we could stay with our spouses, but still make room for these new
facets of our relationships."

"What are you talking about?" Paige asked.

"Yes," Paul said. "I'm afraid you've lost me too."

"What I mean is," Carly continued, "Stephen and Paige stay married,
continue to live as husband and wife. And so do Paul and I. But, we
all agree that we'll make room for other things to happen." Carly saw
understanding beginning, but knew she needed to explain further,
especially for Paige. "What I'm saying is, Stephen and I thought that
it was possible that we're all adult enough, and we all see enough
value in these new relationships we've formed, that we could stay
married, but keep seeing each other the way we have today."

"Are you saying that Paul and I would live together," Paige said, "But
he'd keep sleeping with you?"

"Sort of, Paige," Stephen said. "Well, not sort of. Actually, yes. Mom
and I would find time to be together. And, you and Dad could do the
same thing."

"This is wild, even for you, Carly," Paul said.

"I know, Paul," Carly said. "But I kind of felt like a radical
situation called for a radical solution. I think this might be it. We
all get everything. We stay together as a family. Stephen and Paige
stay married and they raise a child, which we get to be grandparents
for. And you and Paige don't have to give up the closeness you've
found in the last few months. And Stephen and I can, explore our
passion a little more."

"Stephen," Paige said, "Do you actually want to do this?"

"Paige," Stephen replied, "I think it's totally, totally out there. I
know is that I love you and I don't want to stop being married to you.
But also know I have needs you just can't meet. You feel the same way,
I know you do. But you found out you could get those needs met with my
dad. I think I'm OK with that. And I found my mom had the same needs I
have. And I'm hoping you can find a way to be OK with that."

"What would our living arrangements be?" Paul asked.

"In one way, they wouldn't change," Carly said. "Stephen would
continue to live with Paige and you and I would continue to live here.
They would have their relationship and so would we. If Paige wanted to
be with you, all she would have to do is ask. Or just take you, if
we're not around. We wouldn't necessarily need each other's permission
to be together. I probably wouldn't mind if she wanted to come here
and spend the night with you, so long as I could go to their house and
spend the night with Stephen. In fact, I think I really like the sound
of that. But if any one of us doesn't want that at any given time, we
can just say so. Our marital relationships come first. And if it turns
out we want to try some things that are a little more adventurous
sometimes, then if everyone's open to it, we can try it. We can even
have sleepovers and everything. What do you think?"

"I think I want to talk to Stephen," Paige said. "Is that OK?"

"Of course, Paige," Stephen said. "Can we go upstairs, Mom?"

"Absolutely," Carly said. "You can, even, talk, in our bed if you
like." Stephen rose and reached out for Paige's hand. She arose from
the sofa keeping the afghan wrapped around herself. He pulled her
close for a kiss.

"We'll talk to you guys in a little while, OK?" Stephan asked.

"Sure, Son," Paul replied. "Go ahead and talk things out. Do whatever
you want to do. It's OK, Paige." Paul felt he needed to reassure Paige
that she should feel fine in doing whatever she desired with her
husband, despite the intimacy he himself had shared with her. Stephen
turned to wink at his mother, then led Paige out of the room and
upstairs.

"So, what do you think?" Carly said to Paul with a smile.

"Do you really think you can pull this off, Carly?" Paul asked with a
slightly skeptical look.

"You know me," Carly said. "Always wanting to take a risk." She
laughed at this. Paul smiled and the tension seemed to lower
considerably. "You know, Honey...I have to tell you...I never thought
I'd see you doing it with another woman. But I think I really liked
it. I haven't seen you get into sex like that in a long time."

"I know," Paul said. "I don't know how it happened, Carly. I sure
didn't want to hurt you."

"I know you didn't, Honey," Carly replied. "And I completely
understand. Completely."

"I can and can't believe that you ended up in bed with our son," Paul
said. "I suppose it should be hugely traumatic for me. But for
whatever reason, because it's the two of you, it sort of feels
natural."

"Thank you, Paul," Carly said. "I really do love you."

"I love you too, Carly," Paul said. "By the way, why are you wearing
your trench coat?" At this point Carly had forgotten she had it on, as
well as that she had nothing underneath. She laughed again.

"Well," Carly said, "I'll show you, if you'll tell me why you still
have that pillow on your lap." Paul looked slightly confused, until
Carly began unbuttoning her coat, as she had done for Stephen earlier
in the evening. After three buttons, her breasts began to be exposed.
Paul then knew what was happening and he began to remove the pillow he
was holding. Carly slowly unbuttoned the rest of her coat as Paul
exposed his slightly erect cock, which was becoming more so as his
wife revealed her naked body under the coat.

"Carly," Paul said, "You look amazing."

"Thank you, Paul," Carly said as she let her trench coat fall to the
floor. Once again wearing only her high heels, she walked toward her
husband. "You know, I haven't given you a blowjob in here, or anywhere
else for that matter, for a long, long time. Has Paige?" She smiled
slyly at her husband.

"Let's talk about that another time," Paul said. "OK?" Carly smiled
and nodded. "You know Carly, speaking of Paige, I was just inside of
her maybe twenty minutes ago. I'm sure some of her juices are still on
me."

"Paul," Carly replied. "I had our son's cock in my mouth two hours
ago. I think I can handle the taste of my daughter in law's pussy on
yours." Carly dropped to her knees and parted her husband's legs,
moving in, heading directly for his increasingly stiff dick.

The End

laurenmom@writeme.com

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