Gary Johns: A Mother’s Mistakes

"So, what are you here for today," Laura said opening Allison’s folder. She paged through the sheets from her last visit, which was several years ago.

"Well… uh… I was originally coming to get a prescription for birth control pills."

Laura looked at her friend with surprise. Then she smiled. "Are you still seeing Jason?"

They never kept anything from each other… or so Allison thought.

"No."

"Well then I have to ask why you want the pill ? I know that you are not telling me that Bradley has become amours again."

"No." Allison was suddenly very nervous and squirmed in the chair. She had rehearsed what she was going to say, but suddenly the words deserted her.

"You are having an affair with another man then?" Laura asked with raised eyebrows.

"Well, kind of."

"How can you kind of have an affair? Come on Allison, out with it."

Allison’s face grew red and her heart was suddenly thumping in her chest. She wondered if this was the right thing to do. On one hand she knew that Laura could be a big help to her. On the other, she was risking everything. Unfortunately she didn’t think she had an alternative. "Laura, I know I can trust you. We have been friends… more than friends… for a long time. Please don’t think bad of me but… but, I am having an affair with my… my…"

"Yes?"

"My son!"

"Your son… Chris!" Laura said in a loud voice.

"Shhhh, he’s right outside."

It was Laura’s face that flushed this time. She leaned forward and lowered her voice. "Sorry. But you’re having an affair with you son? I can’t believe it."

"I know it’s crazy and I never wanted or planned for it to happen. But, I love him. Not like a son alone anymore. He does things to me… things that I didn’t think I would ever feel again."

Suddenly Laura face broke into a broad smile. This was perfect.

"What?" Allison asked.

"Go on, tell me more, I’ll tell you why I’m smiling in a moment. How did it start?"

"Well, I’m not sure how it started, but he caught me with Jason. We were in the family room and he was supposed to be at a friend’s house. He came home and saw us on the sofa kissing and… and… well, you get the picture."

"Wow."

"I tried to explained my way out of it. Chris was obviously angry. Unfortunately, we had a major blow up and I slapped him. But in the end he apologized and so did I. I said that I would stop seeing Jason and he promised not to tell Bradley. Somewhere in the process I found myself attracted to Chris. It started when I found that I was jealous of his girlfriend. I walked in on them by accident… well, on purpose. Then I felt so bad that I went to his room that night and… I used my hand on him. Then he took me out on Valentines Day to dinner and I had a little too much to drink. I ended up giving him a blo… blow job. At first it was just… just oral… you know, me sucking him. Eventually it progressed to him eating me. Then, a couple of weeks ago, we… I let him have me." Allison paused, near tears. "The worst part is that I don’t regret it."

"What an incredible story."

"Please don’t judge me," Laura begged.

"You know better than that. So now you want me to write you a prescription for the pill?"

"It’s worse than that. When we… when we had sex for the first time, I let him cum in me. Now, now I… I’m… pregnant."

Laura sucked in her breath. An incredible wave of excitement rushed through her. A million thoughts were running through her mind, but she knew that she had to calm herself.

"You’re sure that you are pregnant?"

"I took one of those tests."

"They are pretty accurate. But are you sure it belongs to Chris… I mean you were with Jason."

Chris, Jason, Bradley, suddenly Allison felt like a slut. Her voice began to tremble as she said, "Well, I’m sure that it’s not Jason’s baby, but I had sex with Bradley… as a precaution, so it could possibly be his."

"I don’t think that’s likely because of Bradley’s issues, but it could be his. It was smart thinking to cover yourself."

"It was Chris’s idea." Suddenly Allison started to cry.

Laura got up and came around to her and bent down and gave her a hug.

"I’m terrible, I know it," Allison sobbed.

"No you’re not. If you are, then so am I."

Allison wiped her eyes with a Kleenex and looked up at her friend. "What do you mean?"

"You’ve never met my husband Randy, have you?"

"No."

"There is a reason for that."

Allison looked at her curiously.

"His real name is John Randolph Mercer."

"That’s you’re last name… before you got married. I thought you had just kept your unmarried name."

"Allison…" Laura said and paused for a second. "John, my husband, is my brother."

One could have heard a pin drop in the doctor’s office.

Allison’s eyes were as big around as saucers. "John your brother… little John, is your husband?" she asked in total astonishment.

"Not legally, but in every other way. He was fourteen when you met him ten years ago. He has grown up quite a bit since then and is definitely not little John anymore."

"Oh my God… I can’t believe it." Suddenly Allison looked at the photos of Laura’s three children on the desk. "Are… are… the ch…"

"Yes, the children are his… and mine."

"I can’t believe it," Allison said again. "And, they are all healthy?"

"Very."

"When… how did it happen?"

"Well, when my father died, Randy had a difficult time. He rebelled and Mom couldn’t handle him, so he came to live with me. We had always been close and in fact had experimented a little when he would visit for vacations and such."

"Experimented?"

"Well, like you, I had a little too much to drink one evening. I accidentally walked into the

bathroom when he was getting out of the shower. He had grown up quite a bit since I used to give him baths. He had an erection. Well, one thing led to another and I ended up sucking him off. From then on, when he would come to visit, I would please him with my mouth. However, that’s all we did for a couple of years. Then one day, we went all the way. I don’t remember the circumstances exactly, but I do remember that it was incredible. So that’s my story. I guess we have a lot in common now."

Allison started to cry again.

"What’s wrong?"

"I… I… sob… sorry… I thought… sob… that I was the only one. Don’t mind me, I cry about everything lately."

"I understand, pregnancy can do that to a woman. It screws up all your hormones. But you shouldn’t think that you are alone. Incest relationships are more prevalent than you might think. I’ve seen some estimates that five percent of births in this country are between close relations. That’s just in the US. In other parts of the world it is much, much higher. In fact, it is so common that there are underground groups here in our state that get together to talk about issues with our type of relationships."

"Really?"

"Yes, I’ll tell you about them later. But first things first. Let’s get you examined and then I want to talk with Chris."

"Uh… I’m not sure that’s a good idea. He might freak out."

"Let me handle that. Now, get undressed and I will be with you in a minute," Laura said, leading Allison to the examining room.

A few minutes later Laura came in to the examining room with her clipboard. "Okay, let’s get you up on the table."

Allison was just a little embarrassed to climb onto the table and lift her legs into the stirrups.

Laura took her place on a low stool between Allison’s raised legs. "Oh my, I see that you are shaved. I love that," she laughed. "I always thought you had a very pretty vagina… speaking both professionally and personally. I can still remember spending hours between your legs eating you."