Thanks for stopping by to read my story. This story is based on pure fiction.
Every character in this story is older than 18 years of age.
If you are squeamish about having affairs or sexual intimacy within a family then skip this story.
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Kayte' had enough.
Her life in a sexless marriage was going to end.
Although, to begin a new, it was going to require some very radical steps.
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Kayte' had been married for over 20 years. And even though she loved the man, he lost interest in being a husband. He wouldn't touch her, and hardly ever look at her as his wife. He treated Kayte' more as a distant friend than his life partner. And it seemed that sometimes he didn't even treat her as that.
It's not like Kayte' hadn't tried.
When she married Henry, he was full of intimacy, love and sex. For her, it was nearly a fairytale romance.
Yet as Henry aged, it turned off. Everything. Emotions. Sexuality. being a father. It's like a part of him just died.
And it didn't matter if Kayte' wore sexy and skimpy lingerie, or went completely naked. Even trying to give Henry a blow. Henry just was not interested.
She wanted him to go to counseling. He blew her off. It was just a waste of time he told her.
So, the day after her 50th birthday. It was obvious that Henry didn't care, one way or another. That was when she made the decision.
She was going to give herself to her 27 year old son.
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Kayte' had two children early on in her marriage to Henry. A son, named Roger, and a daughter named Helen. There were only two years separating Roger and Helen. Yet their lives were like night and day. Roger grew up to be a quiet man, loving, passionate, smart, and kind of shy. Where Helen was much more of an "A" type personality. She had met her future husband in college. And at 25, she already had 3 kids and was Assistant Chief Operating Officer of a nearby company.
Roger had never married, nor had no kids. Oh, sure, he loved women. And he did date quite a few of them. But they never managed to add up to his expectations... the ones created from the one person in his life he loved the most, his Mom.
He loved her curves. He loved her as a mother, and loved the woman in her. He never could remember through his early years when his mother wore pants. She was always in a dress. Her legs were always on display. Sometimes she would wear shorts when working out in the yard, but she never hid her legs.
Oh, sure, he had his fantasies about her. Most women don't realize that most boys and some girls have their own fantasies about their parents. Even about their siblings. And in this case Roger had his fantasies about his mother. As raunchy and perverse as they might be to most.
What Roger didn't know, was that his mother had found out about those thoughts and fantasies that he had been having about her.
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Roger had turned 18 the month he graduated from high school. Kayte' had been worried that her son was not dating enough. Henry didn't seem to care. Every time that Kayte' brought it up to Henry, he just blew it off and said to let the boy turn into whatever he's going to turn into.
Kayte' wasn't happy about that answer, but didn't know what else to do about it. She consulted with friends and the family doctor, and everyone seemed to agree with Henry. They said he had to figure out his own path in the world.
One day, Roger received a call from one of his buddies, and had to leave in a hurry to catch an event that they didn't know was happening.
"Have a good time dear!" Kayte' said as he flew out the door.
Kayte' had already started doing her housework, and it was vacuum time.
She went into Roger's room to vacuum. She was proud to have raised her son right. His room was neat and tidy, and his floor had nothing to get into her way. Shoes were neatly put away, laundry in the hamper. This was a stark contrast to his sister Helen. Her room was always a mess. She was always in a hurry, so her belongings would be strewn across the floor. She don't know how were kids were opposites, but they were.
In vacuuming the floor, Kayte' accidentally bumped Roger's desk. Hard enough that the mouse moved, and the computer came on. Unlocked.
Kayte' at first didn't notice it, but then going around the desk, something on the screen caught her eye.
There were pictures of women on the screen, wearing bikinis.
That at least gave a little relief to Kayte', that Roger was into girls. A double-take of the screen took her breath away.
It wasn't a bunch of women. It was only one woman. Kayte', his mother.
One photo in particular was the largest in the center. She remembered that day. They had went on a family outing to a secluded spot down on the river, near town. It was pseudo-private, as not many knew about it. And it was such a pain to get to, most didn't bother trying.
Roger and Helen were goofing around by the waterside, and Kayte' got in the middle of it and was accidentally shoved in. About the same time, Roger and Helen ended up in the water too. Only Henry was left out. In this particular instance, Henry had managed to take a picture as Kayte' was climbing out, but her bikini top had slipped, giving a clear view of her nipple and areole. Kayte' realized it only too late, as Henry had already snapped it before she realized it and recovered herself.
When the film had been processed, Henry picked it up from the photomat and he threw it on the table for everyone to look at. Roger had picked up the photos first, and in scanning through the batch, the nipple slip picture came up. Roger's mouth opened, as he saw his beautiful mother and her beautiful left breast exposed. It happened so fast at the river that day, he didn't catch it. But the camera did. Being alone in the dining room, Roger sneaked the photo into a pocket. Carefully he set the package of photos back down on the table (to make it look undisturbed), and disappeared.
Roger took the photo to school the next day and scanned it into digital image.
Kayte' could see that the photo was there, cropped and the largest one on the screen. Over a dozen other photos of his mother(either in short dresses or bikini swimsuits) had encircled the big one.
Thinking back, it all made sense to Kayte'. Seeing the picture with her nipple exposed told her when it happened, but she wondered... where did the original picture go? Shortly after the beach incident, several odd-ball things begin to happen around the house.
Kayte' knew something was up. Dresser drawers in their room has been opened and lightly looked through. Her lingerie drawer had been disturbed, as was her swimwear drawer.
She definitely had to admit it... Roger would have made a decent spy.
So what Kayte' saw on the screen told her that her son had the hots for her. And in apparently a big way.
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Nine years later on this particular day was the last straw. A huge fight with Henry was the catalyst. Kayte' confronted Henry. It was her last ditch attempt to get through to him... to get him to provide his wife with some sexual attention or walk away. It was the day after her birthday... and she was begging her husband to make love to her. Henry declined and walked away.
