Family Taboo Triangle, Mom gets pulled into a taboo relationship

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“Maybe tonight,” he said, kissing her again and squeezing her round ass. “Beth’s going to be expecting me; I told her last night that I’d come up after I showered.”

“What are you going to do?” she asked, still stroking his manhood.

“Fuck her,” he said matter-of-factly, then turned, dressed, and left.

* * * *

Beth finished dressing after her shower, and used her flatiron to style her hair. Despite the orgasm she had brought herself to in the shower, she still felt a deep need in her gut and she wondered when Mike was going to get his ass in gear. She pictured his athletic body and big cock and wondered if she should just make herself come again. She knew their relationship was likely not to last – he had just finished graduate school; she had just finished her freshman year – but that didn’t mean they couldn’t have fun. They had met when Mike was the grad assistant for a history class Beth had to take. He had made the first move, asking her to a party. It wasn’t long before she was consistently staying at his apartment off campus. Besides his obvious assets, what she enjoyed most about their relationship was how he took control, and she loved the way he made her feel – wanted and protected. She never had to guess what he was feeling. Mike lusted after her, wanted her, and took what he wanted…and she loved it.

There was a soft knock at the door before Mike came in, already dressed.

“What took you so long?” she asked. “I was about to get myself off on my own!”

“Mmmm…I’d like to see that some time,” Mike said with a smile, “but not right now,” he said, stepping forward and reaching out to strip off Beth’s clothing. “Right now, I need to taste that beautiful pussy.”

Meredith walked quickly down the stairs, trying to ignore her daughter’s closed bedroom door and what that meant. She also tried to come to grips with what had just occurred – did she really just have sex with her daughter’s boyfriend? Was the desire swelling from within real? Was she really willing to act on her lustful feelings, no matter the cost to her own daughter’s feelings? She made breakfast – her daughter’s favorite, poached eggs on toast with a side of bacon – was it her way of apologizing for something her daughter knew nothing about? If so, it hardly tipped the scales, she thought as Beth and Mike came downstairs.

“Wow, thanks, mom,” Meredith said. “See,” she said, taking Mike’s hand, “isn’t my mom the best?”

Meredith looked into Mike’s eyes as he responded.

“Yes. Yes, she is.”

During breakfast, as Mike noticed the conflict in Meredith’s eyes, a plan came together in his mind. He smiled, thanked her for making breakfast, and felt his heart quicken in anticipation for what was hopefully to come.

* * * *

That evening, while Mike and Beth went out to dinner, Meredith stayed in, unable to get what had happened that morning out of her mind. Neither could she forget the promise of an encore. Should she stay up and wait for them to return? Would he come to her in the middle of the night? Should she go to him? Was she crazy to think he wanted her again? Was he done with her now that he had had her? What would her daughter think if she found out? Would she ever forgive her?

When Mike and Beth returned from dinner at around 10:15, it didn’t take Meredith long to realize that her daughter, while not drunk, was…happily buzzed. Mike, on the other hand, seemed completely sober though he said he had two glasses of wine, the same as Beth. Her daughter had obviously inherited her mother’s tolerance for alcohol, she thought. Meredith didn’t want to get her hopes up, but as the three of them talked in the living room, she searched Mike’s eyes for a sign; he gave none.

After about 20 minutes, Mike stood and pulled Beth to her feet. “I think we should probably turn in for the night, don’t you think, honey?”

“Absolutely,” Beth purred, planting a lingering kiss on his lips. “Goodnight, mom,” she said, and turned to go straight to the guest bedroom.

Just when Meredith contemplated a night spent with her trusty dildo, Mike turned and showed her his phone. The signal was clear: he would contact her. Meredith tried to hide her excitement, but she was so transparent, Mike smiled before turning to go to his bedroom.

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