Oh My! What happened last night,son?

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Cathy Hughes woke up.

"Woke up" wasn't quite true - only about a tenth of her brain was working. She recognised that she was in her own bedroom but the last thing that she could remember was getting into a cab outside the "Literanna" night club after a shameful amount to drink.

Gradually her physical awareness developed. She turned her head to the right and over the edge of her floor-level bed and saw her purple satin dress and shoes in the corner of the room.

This confirmed that she was naked - but she ran her hands from tit to crotch to confirm that the nudity was total.

Then she was aware of a throb between her legs and a damp patch underneath her.

Then she was aware of -

- of her son Luke lying asleep by her side. The bedclothes still covered them, but he did not seem to have any pyjamas on his top half.
 
Cathy

The fact that he appeared to be half naked wasn't that alarming to her considering that she doubted a someone in the midst of university would still sleep in full fledged pajamas. But the fact that she was in bed with him naked, did alarms her.

Slipping out of bed, with the ache of a hang over in her head she padded quickly to her bathroom with the door closed and began to run a bath, the relax her aching muscles and hopefully clear her head so she could remember what had happened the night before.

She slipped into the warm water and closed her eyes.

"Oh god...oh god...oh oh oh oh god yes oh yes fuck me."

Cathy opened her eyes with a gasp, "Oh my god...I didn't...who was I with last night?"
 
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Luke now began to awaken.

Unlike Cathy he remembered full well what had gone on the previous night.

Unlike Cathy again, he woke up without a body next to him. He consequently realised that she was already up and that she would have seen him there.

Taking advantage of his mother was not something he should really be proud of but he had enjoyed every moment and knew that if he hadn't taken his chance last night, it might never have happened. She had been that intoxicated she had been SO easy to persuade. Even though she had said "no" quite a few times, she hadn't had any power to resist and he had flattered her sufficiently for her to say "yes all right" in the end.

He decided not to hunt her down around the house but instead wait for her to come back. He slowly flapped at his foreskin remembering the fun he had had with her.
 
Cathy

Cathy remained in the tub, a few flashes of her night with the faceless lover popping into her head.


A tongue lovingly lapping at her innerfolds as she moaned her approval, "Ohh yes lover mmm yes so nice."

A big thick cock slowly sliding inside of her as two groans of pleasure filled the air.


Then why the hell was her son in her bed this morning?
 
Was it four or was it five times he had orgasmed inside her?

Luke replayed it in his mind; knowing that she was on the pill meant that he could safely leave the packet of condoms in her handbag.

There was one when he had first entered her, a second after he had carried on humping her for their first proper session.

He'd come in her mouth once.

Guiltily he remembered that he'd done it again when she had sparked out motionless on her back.

Was there another one in between? He couldn't quite recall. More importantly though were his concerns about when he would do it with her again.
 
Cathy

Cathy sighed and sat up in the tub, she would have to go to a clinic and get the morning after pill.

Whom ever she had been with last night had obviously not worn a condom and because she hadn't be active recently she hadn't refilled her prescription for the pill.

She pulled the plug out of the tub but didn't make a move to get out...her confused brain was reluctant to move.
 
The gurgle of the water leaving the bath passed through a pipe that ran along the side of Cathy's bedroom. Luke recognised the sound. He liked the idea of taking his mom in the bath but there was plenty of time in the future for that.

She'd be on her way back to the bedroom now.

He stopped wanking and feigned an act of three-quarters-awake ready for Cathy's return.
 
Cathy

Cathy got out of the tub and wrapped a robe around her body, before exiting the bathroom into the bedroom, ignoring her son...she didn't know what to do about that, she made her way downstairs for some coffee.
 
The sound of the coffee machine competed with the last of the bath-water passing through the pipe.

Was she going to make coffee for two in a romantic post-coital-lover-like way? He hoped so but doubted it.

Awaiting her return, he fondly remembered other parts of his Oedipal fulfillment the night before. Yes! there HAD been a fitfth time - when he rolled her onto her stomach and lay on her back taking her from behind. That was perhaps the position he'd enjoyed the most, after which he had rolled her onto her back and played with her tits. The tits he had fancied for two years now.

If she was that good when intoxicated, how amazing she might be when (he couldnt think just if) they did it when she was sober.
 
Cathy

Cathy poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table, contemplating how to figure out what happened the night before without have to ask her son.
 
The tit-playing still very much dominating his mind, Luke told himself that her breasts would be the first things he attended to when she came back to bed - if she would permit it, that is. He hoped she wasn't going to write off last night as an awful mistake.

He gave a slight chuckle to himself as for the first time it really dawned on him that she might not remember a lot of it. He began trying to choose the words he would use to explain it to her if he had to.
 
Cathy

The coffee making her feel a bit better and more clear headed, she poured herself another cup and sat back down.

Closign her eyes after she set the cup down, she began to rub her temples as another fragmented memory slipped through the veil of her mind.

A cock was entering her from behind, it was good, but not as good as when it had entered her from the front as she lay on her back, getting a deeper penatration. "Ohhhh yes lover mmm"

Cathy groaned, she could even remember what she had been thinking...just not who she was with.

ooc-DB, should we perhaps do a flashback scene?
 
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OOC - I was thinking that might occur once Cathy (lol not Maria) and Luke start talking about "the night before"


Luke whiled away some time retrieving his mother's undies from beside the bed, gazing at them and remembering the fun it had been pulling them off her body and exposing those areas of her body which he had then so unrelentingly abused. She'd taken some coaxing but once she'd got into the swing of it had been like a creature on heat.

She must be due back upstairs any time now, he thought
 
Cathy

Cathy remained downstairs with her coffee sipping it and then deciding, like she often did during times like this, clean the kitchen.

She really didn't want to confront her son at the moment, so as she furiously cleaned she would listen for the sound of him going back to his own room.
 
Luke did indeed make a move but it was not back to his own room but he padded instead down the stairs, wondering what the chances were of taking Cathy across the kitchen table.

He had not yet worked out an opening gambit -"Hello Lover" appealed to him but might presume that his mother was feeling coy and romantic enough for such an overture.

As he reached the kitchen he settled instead for an uninspired "Hi, mom"
 
Cathy

Cathy jumped, startled, and turned in midst of scrubbing the kitchen floor, "Jesus Luke...you may be an adult now but I would appreciate it if you didn't walk around the house unclothed." She spat.
 
"I didn't think it would bother you so much now, momsy"

And he gave her a wink.

He had not yet twigged that she was unaware of his identity as her most recent lover.
 
Cathy

"And why wouldn't it?" She spat, hoping he wouldn't really answer, afraid of what it was, "Go put some clothes on...this is still my house you know."
 
'She's regretting what we did' Luke wrongly concluded to himself. He mumbled an apology, reckoning that any reference to their sexual frolics would go down like a lead balloon.

He went back upstairs and changed into a shirt and trousers, wondering how best to handle the situation from here - there had to be a way of getting her back into bed, it just might take a bit longer than he'd initially hoped.
 
Sighing with relief Cathy went back to furiously scrubbing the kitchen floor till it gleamed, even if she were still in her robe.

Then she went on to scrub the counters and the sink.
 
Now fully clothed Luke went back downstairs.

Cathy had just finished wiping down the main sink and had paused to mop her brow.

"Do I look better now?" he asked taking strides towards her.

"And good morning by the way" he added, placing his hands on her robe at hip-level and briskly kissing her cheek. "Cleaning up to make up for a less-than-clean night perchance?"
 
Cathy froze, and pushed his hands away, "What kind of comment is that to make to your mother?"
 
He looked at her long in the eyes. It didn't seem she was too happy about what they had gotten up to together...unless....unless..... no for goodness sake it couldn't be that she couldn't remember it, could it? Could it? She must have seen him in her bed when she got up? Hadn't she? How did she think he'd got there?

"Whoops" he giggled trying to make light of things "I was only teasing you momsie.... naughty girl" - the last two words said with such jocularity that it would be hard for her to scold him again.
 
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