Part Seven
(Miriam)
Miriam awoke the following morning and just lay in bed awhile thinking about the whole situation and suddenly realized that she was by far having the best sex of her entire life.
At first, she found this quite amusing, but then it became sad, and the more she thought about it, the lower it became. She was almost forty-one years old now, and up until just very recently, she had never had any sexual encounter with any other man except Nate's father.
As she lay there thinking about that, she knew that there was only one other man out there that she would ever allow to have sexual intercourse with her again, and he was just in the next room playing video games.
Either that or he was possibly beating off to recordings of her again; she wasn't exactly sure which at the moment; she just knew that he did them both, a whole lot.
She knew she was certainly no better; she had just spent another sleepless night slapping her sloppy hairy quim around with a squirt vibrator while she watched a new recording that she had made of him eating her out while she pretended to be sleeping.
"Good lord,' she thought. "What in the world have I turned into?"
She knew she was on a pure highway to hell without the slightest doubt about it!
But at this point, Miriam was utterly and totally past her guilt and shame in this wicked little game of hers, and she knew she desperately needed to do something about their situation.
She needed more than just tricking her son into fingering her or eating her out. She needed to experience his big fat penis fill her up and then pump her full!
She knew this could only happen if she confronted him, and they both came clean with one another about the whole thing. Oh yeah, sure, she strongly suspected that she could probably trick him into having sexual intercourse with her at some point sooner or later.
But she didn't want that anymore; she wanted to be able to be open and enjoy it with him when it happened. And still, she also wanted to be able to kiss him and suck his big, beautiful penis and all the other goodies that would come along with it if they just opened up to one another about it all, she eagerly told herself.
Miriam again omitted her bra and panties as she dressed for the day.
After supper, she asks Nate to remain in the kitchen and talk with her just a bit that evening. She slipped her chair around the other side of the little table, sat close beside him, and tenderly put her arm around him.
Miriam kissed him lightly on his forehead and then slowly began, "First off, I want you to know that I am not upset about any of what I am about to say to you, okay, my sweet baby? It's actually the complete opposite, you see; it all turns me on so immensely, and I need you to know all about it right now, this very minute," she said quietly.
Nate squirmed around a bit, but she continued carefully and eventually told him everything right from the beginning.
She started with how she had first begun to suspect that he was recording between her open legs with his phone and then went on to explain how she later discovered that he indeed was.
