Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!
"Are you angry with Freddie?" Victoria sat at the small table in Penelope and Theodore's suite. She sipped her tea. The others in their party were at supper. When Theodore had stayed behind, Victoria had thought it best to keep him company. The window was open and cool evening air billowed the curtains. "You were rude to her before they left for supper."
"Was I?" Theodore said through gritted teeth.
"You were." Victoria eyed him suspiciously. "And don't start being rude to me. I'm on this trip to support you. With the exception of Meredith, who hit on me by the way, we're all here because we love you, Teddy."
"Did you...?"
Victoria rolled her eyes in exasperation. "No, Teddy. I turned her down."
"I just thought you were out there kissing every woman who would kiss you back." Theodore stood and paced the room, flexing his fists.
"I told you not to be rude to me, Teddy!" Victoria shook her head and sipped more tea. "For your information, I haven't so much as kissed a girl yet. I was with you since we were in high school. It feels weird to date. I'm shy. I'm not some crazy horndog like you who will boff the first pink-haired nymphomaniac that comes along."
"You haven't been with anyone else? I... assumed." He stopped pacing and looked at her.
"The only sex I've had since our breakup was with you, dummy." She blew him a raspberry. "Now tell me about Freddie."
Theodore was so taken-back by the news of Victoria's non-love life, that he started talking without thinking. "Mom and I asked Freddie to leave the room, but Freddie came back while we were still doing it. It was fucking uncomfortable, her seeing my dick, I..." When he saw Victoria's jaw drop and her eyes go wide, it suddenly dawned on him what he'd been saying. "I'm... joking." He walked back to the table, sat down, and poured himself more tea. He sipped it with a trembling hand. It shook, not because of anger this time.
Will I lose Victoria for good now?
"It's funny because it's so ridiculous." He laughed half-heartedly. "My mom and I would never -"
"Stop... just stop." Victoria pointed a finger at him, her expression was like what it would have been had her ex-boyfriend just turned into a coiled snake. "You... and your mother... had sex. I can see it on your face. It's the truth. Oh, my gods. I... feel like my stomach is going to fall out. I feel like the walls are melting. It was me, wasn't it? When I left you, that drove you into her arms. And she was so confused by her disappearance. And she's so beautiful. You couldn't... oh... gosh... you've always wanted her to show you that you're special. And she... spread her legs for you. And she... this... oh... gosh... this wasn't the first time, was it? You've been doing it at home! I... um... I..." There was silence as she stared at him. She was appalled, flabbergasted, and her body was overheating. She imagined his large penis entering his prim mother's pussy. She shut her eyes tight to block out the thought, but it made her see it all the more vividly.
"Look... Victoria... I..." The door opened and Penelope and Freddie returned from supper. Meredith was not with them.
"Well, I can speak from personal experience that while the administration of Serenity Valley might be lacking in competence, the chef here is certainly no slouch." Penelope was smiling, slightly buzzed from an excellent wine that the chef had paired with her supper. She flopped onto the bed, looking up at the ceiling. "I had a lamb dish that -"
"Penny, there's something wrong with the teenagers." Freddie looked at Victoria's ashen face with concern.
"They're nineteen, Freddie. They can eat a late supper if they want. It won't upset their stomachs to hear me tell them about what they -" Penelope was cut off again.
"No, I mean, we are walking in on a fragile moment." Freddie sat at the table and laced her gloved fingers together.
"The way you walked in on Teddy and Mrs. Nisha?" Victoria stared right at Freddie, not daring to look at Penelope's zaftig form on the bed. "Was that a fragile moment?" Victoria made a circle with her gloved fingers and thrust her other index finger through it repeatedly.
Freddie put her hand on her chest and gasped. She looked at Theodore. "You told her?"
"What?" Penelope sat up and stared from the bed.
"Is it true, then?" Victoria forced herself to look at Penelope.
"Oh... my." Penelope could see the revulsion and confusion on the girl's face. "It's not like that, Victoria. It's a beautiful thing. And we're not going to lie to Felix about it. We'll tell him when he returns. A good wife is honest with her husband. He'll understand. It's simply a way to soothe my son."
A good mother soothes her son.
Theodore put his hands on his face.
"Now, it's not totally common, but this sort of thing happens. There are plenty of family AIs that have observed mothers and sons -" It was Freddie's turn to get cut off.
"So, I broke his heart, and you mended it by spreading your legs, Mrs. Nisha?" Victoria would have rushed out of the room, but she didn't trust her balance. The room seemed to pitch like she was on a ship at sea. "I never thought my leaving would drive Teddy into his mother's arms."
"Actually, we started -" Penelope couldn't finish a sentence.
"Yes." Theodore interrupted his mother. "After we broke up, Victoria, Mom and I started... you know."
"I... I..." Victoria gawped at her ex-boyfriend.
"Look, I was quite upset when I first found out, too." Freddie spoke in soothing tones. She wore empathy on her face. She could see Victoria soften when she looked at Freddie. There were benefits to being something more than a robot. "But over time, I have come to see their beauty together. They love each other, Victoria. And while it is unusual that they bonded in this way, it has been effective. They are closer now than I can ever remember. Now, of course, with this knowledge, we will ask you to be discrete. It could be very damaging if this information got out. I..." Freddie stopped as she watched Victoria get to her feet and stumble to the door. "Wait... we should talk..." But the young woman was gone a moment later.
"I'll go after her." Penelope stood.
"No, I will." Theodore stood and moved toward the door.
"No, I'll handle, Ms. Benington. You two stay here and try not to get into trouble." Freddie strode across the room. She looked back at them when she put her hand on the door handle. "And see if you can keep your hands off each other. If I bring Ms. Benington back here, I don't want to further scandalize the poor woman."
Mother and son nodded at Freddie.
"Good." Freddie opened the door and hurried after Victoria.
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Meredith used the borrowed key card to enter Penelope and Theodore's room. She was wearing only a robe and terrycloth gloves supplied by the spa. Twirling a spa pen in her fingers, she smiled when she saw mother and son sitting on the sofa. Theodore's head was on his mother's shoulder as Penelope stroked his hair. "Well, don't you two look cozy?"
"Meredith?" Theodore sat up quickly and scooted away from his mother on the sofa. "How did you get in here?"
"Does it really matter?" Meredith walked over to the sofa and stood in front of the Nishas with her hands on her hips.
"It matters, Meredith. You can't just waltz into our room." Penelope frowned. What if she'd been doing more than stroking her son's hair? She realized her gloves were off, and she stealthily hid her hands in the folds of her skirt.
"I was returning one of your key cards." Meredith placed the card on the table, still twirling the pen in her left hand. "Penny, you look tired. You need rest. Teddy, why don't you come to my room? We should let your sweet mother get some sleep." Meredith dropped the pen on the floor. "Oops." She bent down to pick it up, giving the Nishas a prime view of her dangling tits hanging inside the loose robe. She straightened, continued twirling the pen, and smiled like she'd just performed a major feat of grace.
"A good mother encourages her son to experience women," Penelope said.
With pain evident on his face, Theodore grimaced at the ceiling. He did not want to meet either woman's eyes.
"A good mother does exactly that, yes." Meredith pointed an encouraging finger at Penelope.
"But... Teddy has enough on his plate right now. I'm sure we're dear friends, Meredith. I can really tell that we are. If you're on this trip only to pester Teddy, however, I'm afraid you'll have to leave."
"Fine." Meredith frowned. She cocked her head and examined Theodore. She then turned her gaze to Penelope. "I don't suppose you'd be interested?" Meredith pulled her belt loose and opened her robe. She was totally naked underneath.
"Oh, my." Penelope openly stared. "Your body is so different than mine. Look how slim your hips are. And I can see those cute veins under the skin of your boobs. So pale. She's really pretty, isn't she, Theodore?" She leaned over and nudged her son with her elbow. "I haven't seen that many naked women in my life. This is very interesting." She looked down to the triangle of hair between Meredith's legs. "Oh, I guess you're actually a brunette."
A good mother shares her son's interests.
"Mom, she wants to fuck you." Theodore turned his gaze toward Meredith. He couldn't help it. His mother was right, she was pretty. He already knew that, but yet, he still had to look. "You have to tell her 'no' so she'll go away."
"I will tell her in a moment, lambkin. But first, I want you to tell me what you think of her?" Penelope said. "Since she's modeling for us, I think it would be fun to hear your thoughts on the gorgeous, naked woman in front of us. Look how slim her belly is. Mine curves out more than that. Which do you prefer?" It was her turn to be nudged in the ribs by her son. She understood the message. "Not that you've seen my belly, just... you know... in general."
