All day long Cathy was out of sorts. Just yesterday she had been caught masturbating by her son and they had ended up fucking. She couldn't believe it had happened. How could she have allowed it. Sure, when she saw him watching her is was exciting and she did enjoy the moment, but it was so wrong! Yet, she could think of nothing else all day. As she did the laundry she kept thinking of him stripping and getting on the bed with her and sinking his cock deep inside her. She tried to think of something else but it was no use. She did enjoy it. She couldn't deny that.
After dinner, she sat down in her living room to watch some TV. She had barely gotten comfortable when she heard a car in the driveway. She got up to look and saw it was her son, John and his wife, Nancy. She started out to the front porch to greet them and stopped when she realized they didn't bring their kids with them. "That is odd," she thought, "I wonder why they didn't bring their boys?"
Cathy opened the door to let them in and they went to the kitchen table and all sat down for a cup of coffee. After Cathy poured the coffee and sat down next to Nancy she asked, "So what are you two doing tonight?"
Nancy spoke, "Well Cathy, I think we should talk about what happened yesterday."
Cathy's heart sank. "Oh Shit!!!! He told her what happened and now she is pissed," Cathy thought to herself.
Nancy continued, "John told me what happened yesterday when he stopped by."
Cathy interupted, "It was nothing I planned, Nancy, I assure you. I would never have done it on purpose."
Nancy put her hand on Cathy's arm and said, "Shh, Cathy. It's OK, really. I understand about how things can happen."
Cathy's heart was pounding so hard she thought it would burst out of her chest. "Oh I am afraid this is going to get ugly," she thought to herself. She looked at her son who sat quietly then back to Nancy who was smiling at her and rubbing her arm as she continued.