The whole family was quiet as Melani drove them home in the small rental car. Donnie was asleep in the front passenger seat and Shelly was asleep behind her mother. Both feeling the effects of the muscle relaxer and pain pill the ER doc gave them to help with the pain. Robert was faking sleep as he sat bunched in the little car. Not nearly the room their SUV had, but all the insurance company would give them. Robert was still troubled by his mother sitting on his cock while they rode in the truck, and how she looked so much like his mystery woman. He studied her face profile in the headlights of oncoming cars as they went past. He tried to sort out what had happened Halloween night and what had become merging fantasies from when he watched his mother masturbate. He couldn't figure it out? He just chalked it up to too much alcohol and a wish. Any woman that looked like his Mom would be a great fuck. She was tall had long legs, and nice ass. Her tits weren't that big but looked good on her. So he needed to find a woman who was at the Everett's party and was built like his mother. The thought of the Everett's made him think of Angela Everett's his best friends Mom and smoking hot MILF. She had brown eyes, dark hair and big titties and nice round ass. Robert had jacked off to memories and even a few voyeuristic digital photos he managed to snap of her while she was wearing a thong bikini around the pool. He had been having dreams of Angela and his mystery woman in a threesome with him. Although he never thought of Mrs Everett's of being the dyke type. Speaking of dykes, it was a shock to him that his sister liked girls. Knowing that she and his cousin Arabella had be licking each others snatches over Thanksgiving was making him hard. He looked over at her sleeping form. She was pretty enough that if she wasn't his sister he would have tried to make a move, after all Blake did before getting shutdown.
The sun was causing the eastern sky to turn pink as the Souza family finally made it to their house and beds. Robert helped his father into the bedroom and plopped him on the bed while his mother undressed him. Going back out to the car he did the same for his sister. As they were going down the hall she slid down causing his hands to go over her tits. Robert enjoyed the feel but wanted struggled to get her upright and his hands off her tits before his Mom came down the hall. Once in her room he plopped her on her bed. Shelly sat up with a spaced out look on her face before falling back and going to sleep. Robert left and went to get ready for his on sleep.
It was late Sunday when everyone woke up, Donnie and Shelly were slow moving from soreness, while Robert and Melani fetched and took care of them. Melani decided to go get takeout for dinner and Donnie stoned on the Narco and flexiril decided he needed to go with her. Try as she might she couldn't convince him to stay home so finally she agreed to let him ride along. She asked Robert to grab his Dads shoes out of the closet. Robert sighed and wandered back into his parents bedroom, not a place he usually goes and especially since he caught sight of his mother masturbating in the shower. Trying to shake that thought out of his head he ducked into the closet and knelt down to grab his Dads shoes he found them easy enough, they were few in number compared to his mothers shoes. Turing his head to get up he spotted something hanging on his Mom's side of the walk in closet. The pleated skirt looked familiar but not seeing his mom wear it.
As his brain tried to place it he heard his mother calling down the hall "For Pete's sake did you get lost in there?"
Scrambling up he rushed back to his parents helping hid Dad get his shoes on before they walked out the door.
They had been gone about 15 minutes when Robert's curiosity got the better of him and he returned to his parents closet. On the way down the hallway he stopped to check on his sister and found her napping thanks to the medication. Now feeling free to explore he went in and found the skirt he had seen a few minutes before. On the hanger with it was a white frilly blouse, Robert held it up and was starting to think what he didn't want to know. Above the skirt an blouse was a shelf with the crinolines on it, as Robert pulled it out the blonde wig with the long braided pig tails and a mask fell from underneath at his feet. His ears ringing, his face numb Robert felt the earth opening up to swallow him. Dropping to his knees he was able to regain control as he thought about what he saw. Actually he was trying to rationalize it, at first he want to think his mother had just borrowed the costume but why? There was no event coming up. Then he tried to convince himself that is was her costume but she loaned it to someone for Halloween, But the faint odor of perfume that was on the blouse was the same as he smelled while she sat on his lap in the tow truck. He couldn't remember smelling it in the poolhouse Halloween, he didn't remember getting his face that close to her, even if he did he was to drunk to recognize the perfume. Understanding now that it was no fantasy anymore, the mystery woman who he fucked on Halloween was his mother, the woman who took his cock in her mouth and then mounted him riding him until they both climaxed with him shooting his load into her womb was the same woman who's womb he had came out of.
Robert's head was reeling asking why, why would his mother have sex with him in the poolhouse on Halloween? Then he remembered he was in costume, a costume his mother didn't know he was supposed to be wearing, he was supposed to be Batman as far as she knew, and Blake was supposed to be Captain America. Now angry at his mother for wanting to and as far as she knew seducing her teenage neighbor Robert stood up replacing the costume pieces to where they had been. His mind was racing, he fucked his mother but she didn't know it, she thought she was fucking Blake, Robert had been fantasizing about doing that since he saw her masturbating in the shower but now that he knew he had it was surreal. Walking down the hall past his sleeping sister he entered his room and sat on the bed thinking of it all again. Remembering in each detail how the mystery woman coaxed then pulled him into the darkened poolhouse. How she took his penis into her mouth making him hard before straddling him while facing his feet. How he felt her ass and even fingered her asshole while she bucked and moaned on top of him. Robert stood up walked to his closet and grabbed the costume bag out. When he opened the bag the now faded odors wafted out, but it was there, the faint smell of her perfume, the odor of his mothers perfume. If there was any doubt there wasn't now. When before he would masturbate thinking of that time now he just laid the bag on the bed.
