Hello Readers. I have been struggling to write lately, which has contributed to the delay in publishing this episode. My therapist says that I'm struggling to write because of the stress I'm under right now. I'm hoping that with the holidays being over the stress will lessen, and I can get back into the swing of things.
As always anyone in described/graphic sexual acts is over the age of 18, and consenting. This is a work of pure fiction, from the author's mind.
I hope you enjoy!
Episode 4
I felt my mom's arms slide around me from behind, as I washed the dishes. I groaned at the contact. Since the disastrous trip to the cabin, from which I still ached, Mom and I hadn't been able to spend much time together.
"What's the matter, Hun?" Kodie asked playfully.
I leaned back into her, and I felt her rest her cheek against my back.
"You know perfectly well what's the matter, you--" Her arms flexed and I felt her tense against me, cutting me off mid-sentence.
I glanced over my shoulder and noted my dad walking into the kitchen, an empty beer bottle in hand.
He smiled at Mom and me, grabbed a new beer from the fridge and left.
Once we were alone again, Mom smacked my stomach lightly. "Martin, you've got to be more careful when we aren't home alone."
I sighed and nodded my agreement. I dried my hands, and turned in her arms, wrapping Kodie in a hug. "I know. It's just been hard."
Mom glanced up at me and had a mischievous glint in her eyes. "That's not the only thing hard."
I couldn't help but chuckle at her bad joke. "Look who needs to watch it now."
When we finished chuckling, I said, "Actually I have a surprise for you. A way we can have a bit of fun at the party tomorrow?"
Mom looked at me warily for a moment, then smiled as the mischievous glint returned to her eyes. "Oh?"
I glanced over the top of her head to make sure that Dad wasn't close. I could see him through the door sitting on the couch watching the game. Even still, I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I got something sexy and fun for you. When you get ready for the party, wear a dress or skirt. No panties."
As I said
no panties
, a panicked look crossed her face.
"Martin, we can't have
that
much fun."
I chuckled. "Trust me. Okay?"
Her expression softened. "I do trust you. I'll do as you say. Should my dress be tight or looser?"
I was thoughtful for a moment. "I don't want to give away too much, but wear something that will hide panty lines."
Mom looked thoughtful now. "What is it?"
I shook my head negatively. "
Nm-mhmm
, I'm not giving anything more away. You'll just have to wait until tomorrow."
After another glance to the other room, I leaned down and gave her a quick, yet passionate, kiss. "Go on, so that I can get the dishes done."
Kodie looked longingly at me but nodded. With one more playful kiss, she turned and joined my dad in the living room.
***
I knocked lightly on Mom's bedroom door.
"Come!" I heard her call out.
I glanced down the hall, ensuring I was alone, before slipping into her bedroom. I was entranced immediately.
Kodie stood at her dressing table putting her earrings in. She looked fabulous in a blue A-line dress; it came to mid-thigh, showing off her strong athletic legs, making me want to ignore my plan, and lock the door and take her then and there on the bed.
Kodie, looking in the mirror, smiled at me. "Is it time for my surprise?"
I shook my head to bring me back to reality, then nodded in reply. I walked up behind her. "Kinda. You get to learn the first part of your surprise."
Her smile widened, as I walked up behind her. "The first part of the surprise, eh? Well, what is it?"
I smiled mischievously in reply. "Close your eyes."
Her face scrunched up in confusion, though with a smile she asked, "How am I supposed to know what it is if my eyes are closed?"
"Trust me."
She stared at me in the mirror for another moment, then did as I instructed.
When her eyes were closed, I ran my hands up her sides, over her shoulders, and gave her neck a light squeeze. She moaned lightly at my actions.
"Keep your eyes closed, Missy," I instructed.
I continued to run my hands over her body, memorizing the feel of her, as I traced my hands back down to her waist, and continued down to her hips. When my fingers met the skin of her legs, I went down to my knees.