M. Jacobs - Mommys Horny Urges

"Mom, why has Roger been sleeping with you for the past couple of weeks?"

Pauline almost dropped the bowl of pancake batter she was preparing for breakfast. Her youngest son's totally unexpected question made a shiver of dread suddenly rush through her. She and Teddy had been talking about school when he had suddenly changed the subject. Pauline almost fainted when she realized that she had been found out somehow.

Pauline leaned against the counter for a moment or two, her hand on her chest. Her heart fluttered and she found it difficult to catch her breath for a moment. She had to think of some way to explain why she and Roger had been sleeping in the same bed, without making it seem that something taboo was going on between them. But how could she explain it away? At the very least she had to keep Teddy from telling anyone else about his discovery.

"Are you okay, Mom?" she heard her son ask.

"Oh… yes… yes, of course… I'm all right, darling. Have… have you known about Roger and me very long? I… I mean… have you known about our sleeping together very long?" she asked nervously.

"Just for a couple of weeks, Mom. How come? Is everything okay? Did I say something wrong?" Teddy asked, looking up at her with inquisitive eyes.

"How did you find out… that we were sleeping together?" she asked, trying to appear calm.

"I thought I heard something out in the hall one night real late, and when I peeked out, it was you and Roger going from his room to yours. I started hearing the same sounds every night, and every time I peeked out I saw Roger sneaking out of his room, you know, on tiptoes, and going to your room. Then early in the morning he would sneak back to his room and close the door real quiet so nobody would hear. Gosh, Mom, I know I shouldn't have been spying that way, but I just wondered what was going on. You're not mad at me, are you, Mom?"

"Mad at you? No, darling, not at all. Have you told anyone about this?" she asked, trying to hide the tension in her voice.

"No, Mom. Why? Should I have?"

"Oh no! No, darling! You mustn't tell anyone at all! Do you understand?" she asked, rushing to him and putting her hands on his shoulders, looking deeply into his eyes.

"Sure, Mom. I won't tell anybody. But how come? Is it a big secret or somethin'?" Teddy asked, his innocent eyes glittering with youthful curiosity.

"You might say that, darling. I must talk to you about this very soon, Teddy. In the meantime you mustn't say a word. Promise?"

"Cross my heart, Mom!" the boy said.

Pauline managed somehow to get through breakfast, although not without considerable discomfort. She suddenly became acutely aware of the little sidelong glances Roger kept giving her. There was something more in those little looks and smiles than a son's affection for his mother. After all, she had been fucking the boy every night. She suddenly began to wonder if the other members of the family saw anything unusual in those loving looks.

It occurred to Pauline that little Teddy might not keep quiet about his discovery. It wouldn't do at all to have the boy spread the story of her unusual sleeping arrangements with her oldest son all around school. She didn't think that he had any intention of breaking his vow of silence, but boys would be boys. She couldn't take any chances. She had to settle things quickly.

"Teddy, are you feeling well this morning?" she asked just as the kids were getting ready to leave for school.

"I feel great, Mom!" Teddy said.

"Your face seems a bit flushed, darling. Do you have a fever?" she asked, putting her hand on the boy's forehead.

"I don't think so, Mom," he said with a puzzled look.

"Is he all right, Pauline?" her husband asked.

"I think he has a slight fever. He might be coming down with a touch of flu or something. I think I'll keep him home from school today. I'm sure he'll be fine, Steve. Just go to work and don't worry at all. It may be nothing at all, but I just want to be sure."

"Okay. Well, call me at work if anything comes up," Steve said.

"Of course, darling," she said, giving Steve a half-hearted kiss on the cheek as he walked out the door.

"Now off with the rest of you! You'll all be late for school!" she said, shooing them out the door.

"But I really feel fine, Mom!" Teddy said as his mother led him by the hand into the living room, then sat him down on the sofa beside her.

"I know, darling. I was just trying to find an excuse to keep you home from school today, darling. I need to talk to you alone," Pauline said, squeezing her son's hand.

"About what, Mom?"

"Don't you know, Teddy?" she asked, looking deep into the boy's eyes.

"You… you mean… uh… about what I saw?" the boy asked in a shaky voice.

"Yes, Teddy. I want to talk to you about what you saw. Are you sure you told me about everything you saw? About everything?" she asked.

"I… I can still make it to school on time if I run, Mom!"

"Teddy, darling, you must tell me what you saw. You must tell your mother everything!"

"But… uh… I don't want to, Mom. I… I mean.. I… I don't think I should…"

"And why not, Teddy?" she asked as gently as she could, under the circumstances.

"You… you might get mad at me or something… I… I mean… well… I saw what you and Roger were doing!" he said, his face reddening a bit.

A shiver ran through Pauline when she realized that the boy had seen a lot more than he had let on at first.

"What exactly did you see, darling?" she asked, her voice quavering slightly in her growing excitement.

"Are… are you sure you want me to tell you, Mom?" the boy choked.

"Yes, darling. I want to know it all. Did you see more than Roger's coming and going from my bedroom?"

The boy nodded nervously.

"But how, darling?"

"I… I peeked through the keyhole!" the boy said in a barely audible voice.

"My God! Then you did see everything! Everything! How could you, Teddy? How could you?"

"I… I couldn't help it, Mom. I kept seein' Roger go into your room every night. Gosh, Mom, most of the time he was… he was naked! I had to find out what was going on, Mom! I knew it was bad, Mom! I knew I shouldn't spy on you like that, but I couldn't help it! I'm sorry, Mom!" the boy whined, looking down at the floor.

When she thought of all the times she had spread her legs for Roger while her youngest son was secretly taking it all in, she felt a tingling in her cunt. How many times had she opened her pretty mouth and sucked Roger's big fat cock while Teddy watched? How many times had she opened her legs and let her son suck her hot wet cunt while Teddy peeked through the keyhole at them?

Pauline knew that her youngest son's discovery about his mother and his older brother must have come as quite a shock to him. She also knew that he must have liked what he was observing, otherwise he wouldn't have taken up his post at the keyhole so regularly.

"I suppose you know what we were doing, don't you, darling?" she asked, knowing that her son couldn't be so innocent that he hadn't heard about fucking.

"Well… I… uh… I guess…" the nervous boy said in a barely audible voice.

"And were you shocked, darling? Were you so shocked to find that your brother and your mother have been having sex together?" Pauline asked with wicked delight.

"I… I didn't know Moms did stuff like that with their kids!" Teddy rasped.

"It's a bit unusual, darling. But I can tell you that Roger and I have been having the most wonderful fun. But I'm sure you could tell that. Didn't Roger seem to be having fun in my bed, darling?" she asked in a voice that smoldered with desire.

"He… he sure did, Mom…"

"Do you think that what we were doing was wrong, Teddy?"