Running into my naked dad as I left the bathroom. I assumed he was going in to clean himself off after fucking mom. He did nothing to cover himself or the sex slick piece of meat between his legs. He said goodnight as he passed me, telling me to go in and say goodnight to my mother. Turning the corner into their room, I caught a quick glimpse of mom's tits. They were full and firm with just the slightest sag to them topped with little Hershey's kiss nipples.
She quickly pulled the sheet up over herself when she saw me. I walked towards the bed, her gaze locked on my towel wrapped body. Looking admiringly at my body her eyes darted from my torso down to my semi-hard groin. "Goodnight" I said leaning over to give her a kiss on the lips.
"Goodnight Honey", she said bringing her hand from under the sheets to caress my face. The sweet smell of lovemaking emanated from her body to my nose. "Pleasant dreams", I said. "You too honey", she responded as she watched me leave the room. I went to my room laid down and fell quickly asleep.
Walking into the kitchen the next morning I saw my mother bent over the sink washing dishes, her oversized t-shirt barely covering her ass. I can honestly say that up till yesterday I had normal boyhood desires about mom that all boys have about their mothers. But because of what happened yesterday mine were now in overdrive.
I looked at Moms' svelte body very differently now, my lust increased as I watched her. Mom did little to hide herself she always dressed this way and today for her was no different. Her breasts swayed as she turned to greet me, asking if I wanted breakfast. I quickly said "no" feeling a little awkward, as if she could sense the sick desire I was feeling for her.
She said I should eat something before heading off for school and quickly served me. Leaning down to set the plate in front of me, I found myself trying to stare down her nightshirt. Catching my gaze, she quickly adjusted her shirt giving me less cleavage to enjoy. Eating my meal I made small talk with her before questioning her about my sister. I asked what Gina had done to be kicked out of the house.
Sitting down she told me what I already knew. She said Dad and her were upset, not only because it was wrong but also because of the grief it had caused my Aunt. She said my aunt had not decided yet whether she was going to divorce Uncle John but that she was temporarily moving in with us. She asked if I would help her bring a few things over after school to which I agreed. I told mom that I would go over as soon as school let out and for Vicky to expect me around 1 pm.
I arrived shortly after 1 pm. and noticed Uncle Johns' car was not in front of the house. I rang the bell and my aunt answered the door dressed in shorts and a halter-top. I could tell that she had been crying.