I tried to think what my next move will be to prevent this family from falling apart. But it seemed that my cravings for my son were strong and undeniably irresistible for me to reject.
I felt like this was an addiction to me and the only way out of it is to come forward and say the truth. But say the truth to whom? Who am I kidding? I am not going to tell a single soul about this relationship that has made me feel like I am 20 years old and as if my life is starting over? How could I be thinking like that when I have a daughter that is not even 18 and is still going to need me for many things?
When I got up from Phil's bed I headed towards Sarah's bedroom and opened the door slowly and say that she was fast a sleep still and was not going to get up yet. So I thought I had some time to go on the treadmill in the basement and "run my thoughts" till they are not there any more.
But that didn't happen because my brain was still focused on my actions and my family with priority to Phil.
That day went by very slow and funny as I couldn't do much with Sarah in the house. She kept asking me about her father but I couldn't tell her for sure because he was full of surprises on his schedule.
"Why don't you call your father and ask him sweetheart? Tell him that we all miss him" I lied!
"OK mom, I will call him now"
She called him and had a long chat with him but I didn't really understand what they talked about except a few words from my daughter that was anxious to see him. Then she came to inform me of his intentions to come home this weekend were vague and that he would be gone probably for the following week too. Sarah didn't look that happy and she was in a bad mood after the phone call ended.
"Come on Sarah, don't be so sad"
"Mom, I miss dad and I haven't seen him for while and I do really want to"
"Don't worry, he will figure out something to get him home as fast as he possibly can."
"Can I go to him for the weekend to see him?"
Her idea was blooming in my mind and honestly never thought of it until she mentioned it. I began to think in a very wrong way just to get rid of Sarah so I can have all the time with Phil that I wanted for the weekend at least.
I began to imagine myself and Phil all alone in the house fucking all the time. Even though I know that my thoughts were wrong and selfish but I couldn't get them out of my mind.
"Do you really want to go and stay with him for the weekend if it is possible? You know that he will be very busy and you will be probably in a hotel room for most of the time?"
"I can be with him when he is working, I won't be in his way"
"Let me give him a call and see what he has to say about it"
My daughter was so happy and she was jumping up and down even though I warned her that maybe her father would not agree to this idea.
"John darling hi, how are you?"
"I am fine Sandra but I am really tired and exhausted from all this work. I have been trying to get done as soon as possible so that I can come back home to you guys. I miss you sweetheart."
"Listen John we miss you here to but your daughter is driving me crazy with your absence and she wants to come to you for the weekend. I told that it probably won't be a good idea because you are very busy."
"You know what Sandra? I wouldn't mind her coming here to stay with me for the weekend. We work half day on Saturday and Sunday is more like a prep day for Monday. So she would do me really good to come here even for only the weekend. We will still have plenty of time to have fun after work."
"So what time will it be good for her to arrive at the airport on Friday?"
"Send her with a flight that would be here about 7PM. That way I will have plenty of time to get to the airport on time to pick her up"
Sarah was screaming out loud of excitement and she was so happy that I wouldn't be able to relax her until she is on the plane to see her father. So until Friday comes she is going to mom this... mom that... Oh my God, I can't even begin to think that she will not leave any time at all to enjoy Phil. But the weekend will make up for it since the entire house will be only for my and Phil.
The following days I couldn't find any time for me and Phil, even at night as Sarah came to sleep with me for the days that remained till Friday and except two short moments with Phil that I had to give him a kiss and some foreplay that were always interrupted by my daughter.
That Friday morning she was up and ready for me to take her to the airport even though I needed a few more hours to pass since she would be leaving in the afternoon. I really was so anxious to take her to the airport and get back home with Phil and spend as much time as possible with him.
On the way back from the airport, I was hoping to see him home because he was doing some late classes to fill in the time he was going to take off for the weekend. We had it all planned like two conniving crooks. I was feeling guilty about it but at the same time I was so much caught in the idea of a passionate weekend with no fear of getting caught.
I got home but Phil was not back yet. I thought I should get ready for him like a wife that waits for her husband to come back from work and show him the affection and love that he deserved. I got in the shower and washed myself quickly and shaved my legs.
I was thinking of shaving my pubic hair but the words of Phil not to do such thing stopped me. I did though trim it around my labia as I always do. I walked naked back to my room and grabbed my sexy red underwear that I bought this week to give him a treat. I was planning this so carefully and I knew that he was going to love it.
So I wore the red panties and bra and over them I put a clear red nightgown. I wanted to put some garters on too but I thought that maybe I should wait for another time. Next were the red high heels that I hadn't put on for a long time that I couldn't ever remember.
Once I was ready, I lied under my sheets and pretended to be sleeping the minute I heard the door close behind Phil. He went straight to his room and then I heard the shower. I wanted to go and join him and do what I missed all this week with Sarah around. But that would spoil my treat for him. So I managed to maintain my self control and wait for him to finish his shower.
Then I heard the shower go off and a few minutes later he was coming towards my bedroom and my heart was pounding to see his reaction. I had the lights off and when his hand reached for the switch...
"Phil, don't turn on the lights yet. Come and lie on the bed, I have a surprise for you"
"What kind of surprise mom...I can't wait to be inside you...I am aching."
His words aroused me even more than I was. He lied on the bed and I turned on the music with a soft tune that I love and was going to dance to, for him. I could see his hand rubbing his cock over the towel he had around his waist.
The lights were not too bright but enough to see every detail on my body through the nightgown that was see-through. I began to dance moving my hips together and pointing my but cheeks out. I was caressing my breasts at the same time.
I think he never pictured myself doing this before to anyone and his mouth was wide open. His eyes were staring on my body all the time and I could see his erection pushing through his towel. I danced slowly to the bed and got on it continuing my dance without a pause.
