After taking my mother's ass and giving her the most mind-blowing orgasm, there was a great vibe between us for the next few days. But nothing sexual happened and I wondered if we both just needed a little break after such an intense experience. But as it turned out my mother had other plans, and when my dad went to go watch football with his friends that Saturday I was shocked to learn that she had invited Jessica to come over.
"What the fuck mom?"
"You said you would never forgive me unless things worked out with Jessica. I just want to help make that happen so we can move on."
Clearly the sexual torture I had put my mother through had really had an effect on her attitude towards my ex-girlfriend.
"Okay. But what did you say?"
"I told her that I seduced you and that you were not to blame. I told her you still loved her and I asked her if she missed you?"
"And what did she say?"
"She said she needed time to process everything but, yes, she misses you."
I felt a flutter of joy in my heart.
"So you think there is a chance she will forgive me?"
"Well, she has agreed to come over to talk about everything."
I couldn't wait for Jessica to arrive and I jerked off in the shower to calm myself down. I didn't know what would happen but I was hoping we might get back together and if we had sex I wanted to make sure I would last long enough to give her a good orgasm.
After I got out of the shower, I got dressed and waited anxiously in the living room, twiddling my thumbs.
When Jessica finally arrived she looked just as beautiful as ever. She was wearing really casual clothing, jeans and a pullover, probably to make the point that she wasn't dressing up for me but she did have her makeup tastefully applied and the whole effect made her even more attractive to me than when she wore skimpy outfits with short skirts and unbuttoned school shirts.
Mom was sitting on the couch beside me and she invited Jessica to join us. My mother had arranged this meeting and she appeared determined to lead it. Jessica joined us in the living room and when we looked at each other I could tell we were both wondering what my mother was going to say.
"I really appreciate you agreeing to come over today," began mom, "I mainly want to say sorry for trying to break up your relationship with my son."
Jessica nodded but didn't say anything and mom continued. She started at the beginning, explaining how she hadn't had sex with her husband for years and that she was very sexually frustrated. She made it clear that she had seduced me by sneaking into my room at night to jerk me off and give me blowjobs and that one thing had led to another.
Jessica shifted uncomfortably in her seat as my mother recounted, in extraordinary detail, many of our sexual encounters. Mom explained that Jessica and I only started dating after mom and I were already sleeping together and that she had been jealous. So it wasn't that I had cheated on my girlfriend with my mother but rather than I had cheated on my mother with Jessica.
For some reason this logic was winning Jessica over and my mom had actually made it seem like Jessica was in the wrong! Next thing I knew Jessica was apologizing to my mother for taking me away from her and begging my mother to tell her more about our various sexual encounters together.
When my mother told the story of how I fucked her in the ass to punish her for ruining my relationship with my girlfriend, Jessica went bright red. I had never seen her blush before but she really seemed shocked and excited at the same time. It was dawning on her just how upset I had been about breaking up and just how willing my mother was to make amends for what she had done.
Once my mother finished telling her tale, she waited for Jessica to respond.
"Too be honest, you've really given me a lot to think about and I don't know what to say."
"Take your time dear," said mom patting my ex on the leg.
"I think the main thing I've realized is that we both love the same man and would be willing to do anything to give him pleasure. Hearing you explain everything has really helped me to process everything. I would be willing to get back together with your son but I have to say that I am extremely jealous because I've never had anal sex before and you got to have his dick inside your ass first!"
My mother offered a sympathetic expression as she continued to stroke Jessica's leg.
I felt like I was on the outside looking in and neither of the two women had made much effort to address me at all. It was like they were bonding over some common grievance, coming to some sort of understanding.