Author's Note:
I'm sorry this took so long to get out the door. I am always working on multiple stories at the same time, and on top of that I had to rewrite the middle of this chapter last minute, which ended up in the entire second half of the story being rewritten and extended a few pages. I was pushing the story too fast with no real emotion involved. I think that I have a better product now that is actually worth releasing. Unlike all of my previous stories, I am proofreading this one, so if I get anything wrong it isn't because I use spellcheck blindly, it is because I don't know how to write. As always, feedback is appreciated, and I hope you enjoy the show.
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The next few weeks for Matt went pretty much the way that first one did after having sex with Jen, the younger of his two older sisters. The two of them went on fooling around for the most part, and only having sex when they thought that they had the house to themselves, like when their father and sister were at work, and their mother was shopping, or out jogging in the afternoon between lunch and dinner. What they never seemed to realize was that their older sister Sally had caught them during their second sex session, and had been secretly keeping her eye on them as well, wishing that she could join in. Her only problem was that she wasn't as outgoing as the other members of her family. She was actually quite shy, unlike everyone else who seemed to have a well of courage as deep as the ocean.
While Sally was spying from the shadows, their mother, Julie, was noticing changes in them as well. She noticed that their playing around became a lot more familiar, and physical. She also noticed that they were spending a lot more time together, and in each other's rooms a lot more than they ever had been before, even when they were young. Her husband was oblivious when she asked him, but she knew that something was up, even though she couldn't quite place a finger on what was actually going on between her younger two children.
Even though Julie was in the dark about what was going on, she wasn't that far behind her daughter Jennifer in her lusts for Matt. When his body had grown to it's current shape, she found herself getting slightly excited when she would see him walk around in boxer shorts on the weekends, and she got downright wet when she noticed a sizable bulge in his pants from time to time. After a time, her guilt at her feelings went away, and started doing all that she could to encourage him to grow hard around the house. When he was growing up, she was a very proper mother who was always fully dressed, and not wearing anything too revealing. Lately though, she had been hardly wearing anything around her son at times. She would make sure to tease him just a little bit more each time she would see him. At first, it was just a few buttons undone on her blouses, but after time it became removing blouses to iron them in front of him while he ate breakfast, or running around in a half closed robe. The other day she had the lower half of her robe so open that if he chose to look he could have seen her pussy as she passed him.
Matt was looking. He saw that, as well as every other bit of flesh that she had decided to show him. He had suspicions that the flashes were intentional for a while now, but he had no idea what to do about it. He figured that his affair with Jennifer had been a fluke. Once he had realized what he had done, he was surprised that she hadn't called the cops on him, and gotten him kicked out of the house. He was glad that things had worked out as well as they had, but he wasn't sure that things would go as smoothly with his mother, and he didn't dare push the line any further than she was willing to set it before hand.
One morning, after fooling around with his sister before breakfast, Matt found out just how far things could go with his mother. The two children had been groping each other up in his room until they heard Julie banging some pans and dishes around in the kitchen. Jennifer went to take a shower before going out with her friends while Matt decided to just show up for breakfast as is, in a pair of boxer shorts and a t-shirt. He wasn't worried about his erection tenting his shorts, as he was almost sure by now that his mother was showing off for him.
When he arrived down in the kitchen, he found his mother by the stove in a slightly darker than skin tone blouse with a nice floral pattern on it, and a slightly darker loose and flowing skirt hanging from her hips to her knees. It wasn't until he got closer that he noticed it was flesh colored for a reason. It was practically see-through. The flowers that seemed scattered randomly around the back and sides were strategically placed on the front to camouflage, but not entirely hide her nipples. The skirt, upon closer inspection, proved to be almost but not quite as see-through as the blouse, it was a slightly darker tone. Matt couldn't make out any details, but he could also tell that his mother wasn't wearing any underwear. He could also see quite clearly that she was shaved down below (he had know for a while, as she had flashed herself to him many times by now, but it was still a nice sight), otherwise the skirt would have shown quite obviously any bush had she chosen to grow it out. She looked hot, and Matt couldn't believe she was being so brazen about her sexuality.
"Good morning, Mom." Matt said as he reached up to the cabinet above the stove for a coffee cup.
He could have gone to any number of other places for any number of cups, they were all over the place with five coffee drinkers in the house, but he didn't. He chose that particular cabinet to judge her reaction when he glanced his boner up against her barely covered ass. He expected her to just continue frying up the sausages and pancakes, but she did what he had always dreamed she would do, but least expected of her. She pushed herself back up against him firmly.
"Good morning, honey. You've been Up and Able quite early a lot lately." She returned, emphasizing "up" and "able", while glancing just so quickly down to his crotch for a split second, and then smiling as she dished out the goods from the stove. "Would you like to have breakfast with me?"
"I'd love to Mom." He said as he took his coffee to a seat at the table, with her right behind with plates and forks.
Just after he sat down, she followed suit and sat in the same chair right in his lap, pressing her back into him, practically spooning him as they sat at the table, his erection planted square between the cheeks of her ass, and no denying the motives behind it. She placed the plates and forks on the table, then hugged her son tightly from the side as she turned to him and kissed him on the cheek. She was trying to make a move on him, and desperately wanted to kiss his lips, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it.
