A Story written by Kevin_88…
“You had s*x with mom?”
I was still in a state of shock. I couldn’t believe I was deceived like that, but at the same time, I was a little turned on at my mom’s boldness. Rita was the splitting image of mom, except mom was 35, 5’8, 120 pounds, and had a 36C bust.
“I swear I thought it was you, why would I have any reason to think otherwise?”
“You can’t tell the difference between me and mom?”
“I didn’t see her, it was dark, and she held my hands the way you do, which is why I thought it was you! I’m the victim here!” I said finally making a case for myself. She looked at me with that “I believe you, but I’m not letting this go” look on her face. Just then our dad called us down to breakfast, where I was gonna make some effort to confront mom. We went to the bathroom, brushed our teeth, and went downstairs.
I had been thinking of what to say to mom to get her talking about last night, but when I got downstairs that all went out the window. We walked into the kitchen and saw mom and dad sitting at the table, with Aunt Lisa. I was confused before, now I don’t know what to think.
“Aunt Lisa? I thought you went home last night?” I said checking to see if she just stopped by.
“Nope, we caught a flat and had to wait for AAA for two hours, we didn’t feel like making the drive after that, so I slept on the couch. Are you two just gonna stand there and ask questions or are you gonna sit down and eat?”
Rita and I eventually sat down to eat, but I was uneasy. If Aunt Lisa came back last night then who came in my room, her or mom? I had no way of knowing as neither one was showing any signs of guilt or pleasure. I couldn’t just come out and ask “hey, which one of you F***ed me last night?” without consequence. One of them F***ed me and one of them doesn’t know a thing, unless they told each other. Dammit how did I get into this situation? I was losing my mind! Rita looked at me and saw I was going crazy. I decided before I blurted something out it would be best to get a conversation started.
“Hey dad, can you take me to take my drivers test after breakfast? The U2 concert is tonight and I wanna drive us there in our new car.”
“U2? Is that the band with that Bono guy?”
“Yea, Rita got us tickets to their concert and its tonight, and since I know you have connections at the DMV, I thought we could drive there when I got my license.”
“Well I can see you thought this out. I’ll make a deal with you, it just so happened me and your mother are having a little dinner party tonight, if you help us set up, I’ll take you, deal?”
“Deal!” I said eagerly. Just as our conversation finished I felt a foot on my crotch, I jumped a little but not enough to draw attention. Since Rita was sitting next to me I knew it wasn’t her, but mom and Aunt Lisa were right next to each other across from me, and both were busy eating breakfast. The mysterious foot was really grinding into my crotch, and I was getting a little aroused, so I pretended to fix my pants so I could get a glimpse to see what direction the leg would retreat to, but whosever foot it was jerked it back, but not before I seen the toenails painted with red polish. At least now I could find out once and for all who it was, so I began to calm down and finish my breakfast.
After we finished eating, I took a quick shower and headed downstairs to the living room to wait for dad. A little while later mom and Aunt Lisa came in fully dressed, and both were wearing closed high heels, so I couldn’t tell who had the red polish. My mom told me that she, Aunt Lisa and Rita were going to a few stores to pick up some things for their party, which was a perfect opportunity to get some info. I went to Rita’s room and asked her to spy on them to see if they said or did anything suspicious, she agreed, and then dad called me down just as mom called Rita, and we all left at the same time, the girls in our parents car, me and dad in ours.
The drive to the DMV was just us talking about sports, the best beer, which one of us could beat the other in an arm wrestling match, guy stuff, but when the subject shifted to girls I grew quiet, and he noticed. I shrugged it off as being shy and afraid of girls, which was kinda true, and he bought it, and actually started giving me advice on how he got mom. I was taking mental notes as he said what turns mom on. I was pretending to act disgusted but was really planning on using what he said on her later.
After a while we arrived at the DMV, when we went in dad started talking with this guy and a couple minutes later he told me if I passed the driving test I would get my license on the spot. Excitedly, I got in the test car and did the mandatory things, checking mirrors, seat belt, hands on 10 and 2, etc. after a quick briefing by the guy who was grading me, I was off. I wasn’t nervous at all, driving as I would if dad or mom was in the car. I did as he said, making all the turns, stops, reversing and park jobs he’d asked. Before I knew it, we were back at the DMV. It was no surprise I passed, but I still jumped up and down for joy knowing I was getting my license. I took my picture and before I knew it, I had my driver’s license in my hand. I drove us back home and decided to take every detour I could, savoring the moment.
When we finally got back to the house, the girls were getting stuff out of the trunk. I quickly ran over flashing my brand new license, and received praise from everyone, especially Rita, who gave me a few dirty grins and looks. Once everything was out of the car, dad took the keys and said he had to make a run, and drove off down the street. As we went into the house I pulled Rita aside…
“Did you find out anything?”
“Neither one of them said anything around me, but every time I left and came back they were laughing.”
“That could be anything. Did they do anything weird?”
“Nothing that I noticed, whoever slept with you is hiding it good.”
“I have to find out who it was! There’s gotta be something I can do! I know, I’ll give them a massage!”
“You’re gonna what?”
“One of them was rubbing my crotch with their foot at breakfast, I couldn’t see who’s foot it was, but it had red toenail polish, I find the foot, I find out who came in my room.”
“And when were you gonna tell me about this? (with a smirk)”
“Right after I had my way with my beautiful sister!”
I pulled her in for a kiss as we felt each other up a little, and went to set the plan into motion. I went downstairs and mom was sitting on the couch with her feet propped up, shoes still on, and Aunt Lisa was sitting next to her.
“Mom you look tired, why don’t you let me give you a foot massage.” She looked at me strangely.
“Ok what do you want?”
“Nothing, you just look tired,” I said back. Still a little skeptical, she took her feet off the couch and took her shoes off, and to my surprise, red polish. I had her! Now I would just let the chips fall where they may. As I was massaging her feet she let out a few little moans and sighs.
“Oh that feels good,” she said through her breath.
“About as good as it felt last night?”
“Mmmm yea, wait what?”
“You don’t have to lie anymore mom, I know it was you that came in my room and had s*x with me, you’re wearing the red toenail polish.”
“What did you say?”
I looked at Aunt Lisa who was shaking her head sideways, then she took off her shoes, red toenail polish. Crap. I just put my foot in my mouth big time. Not only did I just realize I had s*x with Aunt Lisa, but I just confessed to it right in front of mom, it was out on the table now.
To Be Continued…