Mom's Dilemma
John's jaw dropped when his mother, Lori, walked into the room. She was an absolute vision. Her red hair, make-up, and gorgeous legs were perfect. The kicker was the short black dress she wore. It was low cut, form fitting, surprisingly short, and screamed fuck me. John also noticed that his mother was making an extra effort not to look at him.
"Wow! If I didn't know better, I'd think you've got a date tonight," he said.
Lori didn't reply and looked down at the floor with a guilty look on her face.
"Mom, are you cheating on dad?" he asked seriously.
She covered her face with her hands as she began sobbing, then turned and ran back to her bedroom.
'
Holy shit,'
he thought. '
She is.
' John was shocked. Never in a million years would he have suspected anything like this. As far as he knew his parents' marriage was rock solid. He thought they were devoted to each other. He sat staring at the television. No longer watching the show, his mind just in a fog of disbelief.
Lori walked through the living room about fifteen minutes later, now barefoot and wearing her long fuzzy robe. She had removed her makeup, and her eyes were still red from crying. She walked past him to the kitchen and returned a moment later with two glasses of wine.
"We need to talk," she said, handing him a glass then sitting next to him on the sofa.
"Okay."
"I've never cheated on your father."
"From your reaction to what I said...," John began.
"I know. Yes, I was about to," she admitted.
Her son didn't reply as he took a sip of his drink.
"Will you give me a chance to explain?" she asked.
"It's between you and dad. You don't need to explain anything to me. If you have a boyfriend or girlfriend, I don't want to know about it. I'll pack my stuff and be out of here by morning."
"I don't. Let me explain, please?" she pleaded.
"Go ahead."
"I'm sure you noticed the recent tension between your father and me."
"I did, but it seemed like everything was back to normal before his deployment."
"It was. About a year ago, my libido bottomed out. I had no drive or interest in intimacy. Your father still did," his mother said.
"Dad cheated?" John asked.
"No. At first he was patient with me, but when it didn't improve, we started arguing and pulling away from each other. We finally agreed that something needed to be done before we ruined our marriage. We still love each other, and neither of us wanted that. I made an appointment with my GYN. Your father came with me. The three of us talked about the problem. She did an exam and some blood work. My hormones showed that I was in early menopause. Do you know what that is?"
"The change. I didn't realize it affected libido. I thought it was more about fertility," John replied.
"It can change the drive in some women, both to increase or decrease. She started me on some medication to balance things out but said it would take time. She also referred us to a marriage counselor."
"So, the medicine worked?"
"It took about a month, but yes, it worked. The marriage counselor recommended lots of things. One, in particular, seemed a bit farfetched to me. After talking it over with your father, we decided to try it. Between that and the medicine, I have a libido that's way beyond anything I've ever experienced. With Rick being away, I'm losing my mind. Sex is the only damn thing I can think about."
"What was it the counselor recommended?" her son asked.
Lori blushed before answering. "A clit piercing. Every time I move, it rubs me. It's like being fingered all day long."
"If it's driving you nuts, take it out," her son recommended.
"Your father likes it. I spoke with my doctor, and she thinks the hormones should balance out within a few months and I'll get my normal libido back. Your father and I agreed to leave the piercing in."
"But if it's going to drive you to cheat, it's not a good thing."
"No, it isn't. Your father suggested that I come up with a solution but doesn't want to know the specifics."
"So, he gave you the okay to cheat?"
"That idea was never, specifically, brought up. It was implied."
"Was tonight a kind of last resort?" her son asked.
"Pretty much. I've tried everything else."
"Such as?" John asked.
Lori blushed again, but replied, "Toys, fingers...you name it, I've tried it. Nothing worked."
"Before dad deployed, did having sex work?"
"Yes, but twelve hours later I was needy again," she said.
"So, if it only helped for twelve hours, how was hooking up tonight going to help?"
"I'm desperate. I don't know what else to do. If I stop the hormones I go back to being frigid. If I remove the piercing, I disappoint your father. I've got about six to eight more weeks until everything is supposed to balance out again. If I can't figure something out, I'm going to lose my mind," she said tearing.
Her son sat quietly thinking for a moment, then picked up their wine glasses and refilled them. He sat, once again, on the sofa with her as the wheels turned in his head.
"I have an idea, but I don't think it's what you're hoping for," he told her.
"John, I'm desperate. What is it?"
"Me," he replied.
"You, what?"
"I can give you what you need while dad's gone."
Lori's brow raised. "We can't do that."
"Why not?"
"You're my son. It's incest."
"I'm not suggesting we make a baby. I'm here and have the right parts to satisfy your needs as often as you want. I'm clean, so you aren't running the risk of catching something. And there's essentially no risk of getting caught," her son assured her.
"But it's incest. It's against the law."
"So is speeding," he countered.
"Incest is different."
