I wake up screaming in bed. My mom, hearing this, immediately rushed into my room and saw me sitting up in bed.
"Paul, you okay?" mom asked as she sat on the edge of my bed.
I nodded my head.
"Y-Yeah... I just had a bad dream." I said.
"Sounded more like it was a nightmare," mom said soothingly as she rubbed my upper back, "do you want to talk about it?"
I lean my head on her shoulder. She smelt faintly of lavender. It was... calming to me. Made me wish for her to hug me. Just like how she would when I had a nightmare when I was younger.
"I wouldn't even know where to start," I stated.
"Start from the beginning," mom said, "what was it about?"
"Do... you promise that you won't be upset with my answer?" I asked.
"It's just a dream," she said, "why would I be upset about that?"
"It was a dream about you," I stated.
That took her by surprise.
"What about me?" mom asked.
I gulped hard.
"You... were having sex with Henri," I said.
"You... had a nightmare about me and Henri having sex?" mom asked.
"It doesn't stop there," I continued, "the next morning in my dream, you told me that you and Henri were dating and that I should respect him as the man of the house."
"Paul.... sweetie, Henri and I are just good friends," mom stated, "That's all. We're just friends."
There was silence between us afterward.
"I know, mom," I said afterward.
She then kisses my forehead.
"I think I'm going to keep you from school today," mom stated, "maybe sent up an appointment to go see a psychiatrist or something."
She then gets up from my bed and walks toward my bedroom door.
"Mom?" I asked.
"Yes, Paul?" she said without turning around.
"How was the restaurant last night?" I asked, "I meant to ask you that."
"Well, you would've known if you went with us," mom said, "the food was delicious Paul."
"I see," I said.
"Henri's dad supplies their restaurant with fresh meat from his deli too," she continued.
She then pulls out her cellphone and checks the time.
"I'm heading to work." mom said, "You just stay in bed and try to take it easy, okay?"
She then exits my room and closes the door behind her. I heard her a few seconds later leave the house, then start her car and drive off to work.
Maybe it was just a dream. Maybe deep down I want Henri to fuck her. So this dream could've been a warning too. A cautionary tale. Forewarning me about their close relationship.
But... sometimes you have to make sure, right? To convince yourself that it really was a dream.
I got out of bed and exited my bedroom. Then, I made my way towards mom's bedroom. Once I stood outside her bedroom door, I pushed it open and stepped inside.
Images of my dream flooded my mind. Of how Henri was deep fucking my mom on her bed. His thick 9inch condomed cock pistoning in and out of her.
It felt so real though. I remember feeling the humid air stinging my eyes. Seeing the sweat glistening off their skin. I could smell it too. Heard how she called out his name as Henri came inside her.
But it was just a dream. Just a very vivid detail oriented dream.
I began searching around her bedroom for any type of indication that she fucked Henri. Namely a used condom wrapper or something that belonged to him.
Nothing was found. I sighed in relief and told myself that it really was just a dream. It was then that I remembered that after Henri came inside her, he used her toilet immediately afterward.
So I walked into mom's personal bathroom and began searching around for any evidence. Only thing I found were her hygienic stuff. Nothing of Henri's there either. I was even tempted to look through her trash bin. But I knew that I'd only find her used hygienic stuff.
Feeling like I invaded her privacy... again, I left everything where it originally was and swiftly exited her bedroom.
It was a complete waste of time. I went back to my bedroom and got back into bed. Maybe mom was right. I should see a psychiatrist. Maybe they'll help me understand this gnawing feeling I have whenever I see those two together.
It couldn't be jealousy, because what do I need to be jealous about. This was something I needed to figure out.
I closed my eyes and tried to get some more sleep.
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I woke up a few hours later feeling thirsty and decided to head to the kitchen to get a drink of water. As I got near my bedroom door, I could hear mom talking to someone.
I opened my bedroom door and stealthily crept to the bathroom and peered inside the living room. There on our couch sat mom and Henri. His arm was around her waist, pulling her close to him. Mom was still in her dentist scrubs
"I can't get over how...different you are," mom said, "compared to other men I've been with, they can't even hold a candle to you."
"They must have been all chumps then," Henri stated.
"They were... not very good in that department," mom agreed.
What are they talking about and more importantly why isn't mom removing his arm from her lower back.
"Paul had a nightmare today," mom continued, "he told me that it was about... us."
"Us?" Henri asked, "Or us in general?"
"Us," mom stated, "he.... dreamt that he walked in on us having sex."
"Well... we certainly did have sex last night," Henri stated, "your loud moans were what probably woke him up."
Wait... they did? So... last night wasn't a dream? I really walked in on them having sex?
"I couldn't help myself," mom giggled, "especially when you were fucking me so hard and deep."
That's when I saw them kiss each other. My heart sunk. No... not again.
"Care to have some fun right now?" Henri asked.
"We really shouldn't," mom stated.
"What's the harm?" Henri asked, "Paul's still asleep and we could be quiet."
"You know how hard it is for me to keep quiet," mom said, "besides... I don't want him knowing about us."
So what she said was true then? They really are dating? They really did have sex last night?
"Oh come off it already," Henri stated, "it's about time you focus on what you want."
He then kisses her neck. Mom moans softly.
"Unless you want me to go?" Henri continued.
"I don't want you to go..." mom stated softly.
They then started kissing each other. Tugging at each other's clothing, until they were both naked. Mom wasted no time and began sucking on his thick 9inch long cock. Slapping his shaft lightly as she nursed on his tip. To sucking on his egg shaped ballsack.
"So beautiful," mom said huskily, "your hard cock feels so good in my mouth."
Henri grunted as mom started deep throating him now.
"Yeah that's right bitch," Henri stated, "fuck that feels good!"
Mom popped her mouth from his cock.
