Dear reader: The following story is intended for adults only. It is a fantasy tale of incest, spanking and anal sex. Despite the vague literary reference in the title, this story is not literature. It is most definitely smut and just maybe some of you may consider it worthy of being categorized as erotica. Please judge it accordingly and I do hope it brings you some wicked enjoyment.
Janet Edwards stepped out the shower and toweled herself dry. She slipped on a pair of her skimpiest thong panties and inspected herself in the mirror. At 45 years old she was satisfied with the way she looked. She had shoulder length red hair, and lovely green eyes that betrayed her Irish ancestry. Her breasts were round and full that showed only the slightest hint of sag. Her tummy was still flat and her hips were curvy. She turned around and looked at her ample well-toned ass, which was according to many others, her best feature. Satisfied that she still looked sexy, she playfully slapped her ass and wiggled sensually.
I had been six long years since her husband died in an accident. And her grief as well as her worries about her son had been too consuming to allow for any possibility of any sexual or romantic contact. Things have settled down now and she felt ready and confident to explore the possibilities. Maybe tonight, when she went out to meet her girlfriends, she might meet someone. She slipped her hand into her panties and felt her freshly shaved lips. At the very least when she got back, she would indulge in another session with her trusty, ever faithful vibrator. Her reverie was suddenly interrupted by the familiar sound of her son entering the house.
He called for her and announced his presence. Janet then heard the familiar thud of the bass of the music video channel her son frequently watched.
Jake was 24 years old. He had moved back in with her to attend classes at the local college after completing his obligation with the army. Since returning home and starting school Jake began dating a much older woman. Janet rarely saw him, but was comforted by his presence and glad that he seemed happy. She was surprised and curious that he was home. He was supposed to be out for the night with his 41-year-old girlfriend.
She slipped on her robe and went downstairs. Jake was lying on the couch looking very dejected.
"Honey, what's the matter? I thought you were supposed to be out with Carol tonight."
"Mom, yeah I thought so too. But now, I don't know if I'll ever go out with her again." He barely looked up at her.
"What happened? I thought you and Carol were a hot item."
"Jeez mom we were getting along great, but now damn I just don't know."
"Jake you can tell me. What's wrong? Did you break up?" Janet hadn't seen Jake in this state since the time after her husband's accident. She became very concerned.
"No mom we didn't break up, I ...I just can't figure it out and I don't think I can talk about it. Please don't ask me ok?"
Janet sat in the lounge chair directly in front of the couch. She reached for the remote and turned the TV off.
"Jake, I haven't seen you this upset in years," She spoke softly, and willed herself not treat him as a child, "I won't ask you what happened, but I've been curious about your relationship with Carol."
"Are you worried because she's older than me, you know close to your age?" Jake became very defensive, "I'm an adult mom you don't have to worry anymore!" This was an old point of contention between them.
"Damn it Jake, I am done worrying. I worried enough about you when you started running around with those thugs after your dad died. And I was certainly terrified when the army sent you into combat in that awful place in Iraq," Tears welled up in Janet's eyes, "You're the only family I have now and I care about you and I'm not judging you now so don't shut me out."
"I'm sorry mom," Jake said with a sigh, "I know you care and I know you're not judging me. I'm just a little confused. As far as I knew Carol and I had good and fun relationship. It's hard to think I may never see her again."
"That's ok honey, I just want to be there for you," Janet smiled and reached over and gently touched her son's arm, "So tell me about your relationship with Carol."
"Alright, I'll try to tell you as best as I can. As you know she's a bit older than me. And she has an 18-year-old son who goes to college out of state. She's set in her career and I'm still trying to figure all that out for me. So our relationship was really more carefree and not so long term or future focused. I guess what I'm trying to say is that our relationship was based a lot on sex."
"I see," Janet smiled to reassure her son, "And sex with her was...good?"
"Well actually it was...awesome!"
"Jake what... I mean you're so handsome, and I'm sure girls your age are flocking around you. What made sex with her so awesome?"
"Gosh, um...well for one thing she's really hot looking. She takes care of herself and she's fit. She's really beautiful and sexy...like you." Jake flashed his mom a sly smile.
Janet smiled back at him and with tiny giggle she replied, "That's sweet of you to say that. You didn't have to say that. It's ok I'm not Judging you. What else honey?"
"Unlike the girls my age who are so uptight about things and so worried about what's going to happen the next morning, Carol is well...open and relaxed about stuff, kind of wild. You know she really gets into it."
"Really? You mean uninhibited?" Janet was becoming very intrigued and she was also happy that Jake was opening up, "Tell me."
"Gosh mom do you really want to hear this?"
"Of course honey," Janet got up and headed to the nearby kitchen, "Let me get us a couple of beers and you can tell me all about it."
Jake couldn't help but notice his mom's ample cleavage as she arose and her toned legs as she walked temporarily out his sight. Moments later, she returned with a couple of glistening bottles. She handed him one and clinked hers to his and she sat back down and sipped.
"Jake it's been too long since we've had any time together to talk. Now about Carol, what's she really like?"
"Well I'm not exactly sure how to describe her but one the things that I like about her is that she loves to wear sexy clothes and sexy underwear. And sometimes she likes to show them off for me."
"Hmm, sounds like fun. What else?"
"The way she talks about sex and asks me to do things," Jake sipped his beer and looked over at his mom. Janet was looking at him and smiling, "You know, for example she doesn't say making love or bottom but uses you know...the F-word or the A-word."
"Jake we're both adults here, and it's normal for couples to talk dirty, like fuck and ass." Janet reassured him, "What kind of things does she like to do?"