The door shuddered open at night, its creak slicing through the quiet.
Jake stood halfway down the staircase, watching as his father, Shane Dawson, lurched into the foyer with a crumpled suit.
At 60, the man seemed carved from ash, with slumped shoulders, liver-spotted hands and a face eroded by neglect.
He didn't come back during the day, and the incestuous pair probably cursed him a thousand times in their hearts.
'No, if you don't want to come, at least let us know...'
God knows how flustered she was that he would walk in at any moment, catching them before they could stop in time.
Because of this, they had to cut their sex session short, not even daring to fuck each other during the day.
Who knew he would come back this late at night?
Fortunately, they had been cautious and hadn't done anything out of the ordinary at the time.
Not that she was too afraid of him catching her in bed with her own son, but she didn't want their marriage to fall apart just yet.
If she did, she would've walked away long ago, given the way he had treated her all these years.
She couldn't...atleast for now.
Her son wouldn't want that too.
Looking at the man, her so-called husband, Madelyn stood motionless in the kitchen archway before taking a look at her son.
Shane grunted as he set down his briefcase, not even looking at her.
"Got held up at the office. Last-minute calls."
Office.
Hearing his father's words, Jake almost scoffed.
This old man ran a textile export business, which mostly meant overseeing shipments and traveling to meet clients.
It was a job that kept him away more often than not...not that anyone in the house ever complained about his absence.
Madelyn tilted her head slightly.
"You said you'd be home last night."
"I said I might be home,"
Shane corrected, finally turning toward her.
His eyes were dull, sunken into his face, and when he did look at her, there was no warmth.
It was as if answering her was a chore.
"You know how these things go. Flights get delayed, meetings run over."
He waved a hand dismissively and settled into his usual chair.
Jake watched the interaction between his parents in silence.
There was no welcome kiss, no touch, not even a casual brush of hands between them.
Nothing about them resembled a husband and wife.
It had always been like this.
However looking at the couple being so far away like this, at this moment, Jake couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
To be honest, he didn't how how his bombshell of a mom chose to marry such an old man.
It wasn't that he hated his dad or anything, after all, no matter how much he neglected the mother and son, he provided them with everything they wanted.
But still...looking at his mom.
She was stunning—too stunning for a man like Shane.
Even now, standing under the dim lighting, she looked like she belonged in a different world.
Her long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders, her body still as breathtaking as ever, wrapped in a silk robe that barely concealed her curves.
She was elegance, beauty, desire—and yet, here she was, shackled to a man who treated her like nothing more than a housekeeper who happened to share his last name.
To say that she married him for money, however he never saw her love for money.
While other women flaunted luxury, she had no interest in them...
Even though his dad was rich, he never gave her any money or she didn't even ask, being a college professor...in fact she even travels to college through a bus.
Not to mention they had been married for more than 19 years, which meant she was 18 when she married him and he was 42.
Yes, forty two wasn't the prime age of man, however it wasn't the age where his cock wouldn't stand up.
However, based on her reaction it was clear that he hasn't touched her for years.
But ..it's okay.
If he suddenly came to his senses and made a move on his mother, his Maddy, he didn't know whether he could hold back.
Even though the other party was his dad.
Before, when he had not had her, when she was not his, he could barely suppress his possessiveness, and now that she was..
Well..he better not touch her.
Shane sighed for a while, looking at his wife and son, a a pair of lovers behind his back. "I'm going to sleep." leaving behind a sentence and silence..
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"Good night, Baby .."
In the end, her soft voice reached his ears and he couldn't handle it.
Jake rushed towards her, took her into his arms, wrapping his arms around her hips and kissed her.
Madelyn reciprocated his passion as their lips overlapped, tongues mingled with each other, the incestuous pair sucked each other saliva greedily.
"Maddy.."
"Jake, we can't.."
Looking into her son's eyes, the woman whispered as she breathed heavily, a thin bridge of saliva forming between their mouths.
"He just went inside, he might hear us.
I have to go.
"I know.."
He knew but how could he control his desires at this moment?
It would've been okay if they hadn't kissed but now, his cock was so throbbing so painfully he felt like it would explode.
Anyway his old man looked too tired anyway, he would have probably gone back to his room and laid flat on the bed.
Maddy also felt his hard meat-rod poking her, making her weak.
He wasn't the only one, who was having difficulty controlling his lust for his mother, she was the same.
Her pussy was soaking, she could feel it.
However, she still wanted to make sure they wouldn't get caught after all, it was true that walls were thin and she wasn't sure, he couldn't hear her screams.
"Baby, I need to go, see whether he is actually sleeping."
"At least, make sure he couldn't hear us."
"I don't think so."
Grabbing her hot ass with his palm, he looked into her eyes, "Mom, you know he is too tired today. He looks so exhausted, I bet he would be snoring in the bed. How could you disturb him at this time."
"You bad guy. How can you talk about your dad like this."
She punched him playfully knowing he was right.
That man would be sleeping so how could she disturb him.
But..what if.
"Wait a second, I'll come to your room" She caressed his face, gave him a kiss and walked towards her room.
Jake meanwhile watched as his mother, with her hips swaying left and right walked towards the room.
He knew, they weren't a couple that had a good relationship, but it didn't mean they didn't sleep in the same bed.
However, since he hadn't touched her for years, maybe, they slept with their backs facing each other, like strangers.
However, the thought itself was enough to make his heart ache.
Now that she was his...
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Madelyn reached at the door, calming down her beating heart.
The moment her son took her in his arms and kissed her, her body felt so weak that she wanted to melt in his arms.
However, his dad, her husband was in the next room, how could she?
Even though the two never had sex, they still slept in the same room.
If he did not see her in the room...
Thinking about it, she had no choice but to calm down the throbbing feeling between her thighs.
'At least wait until he falls asleep.'
She knew he was a heavy sleeper and once he falls asleep, he would not wake up until the morning..so..
After that, she could go visit her son's room and fuck him all night.
She couldn't wait.
With that thought in mind, she silently opened the door slightly, only for her eyes to fall on the old figure lying on the mattress.
The loud snoring, which she had previously thought she might have mistaken, now reached her ears clearly.
Seeing the man, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and joy.
'It seems like he is sleeping soundly and probably would not wake up until the morning, so, I can...'
"Ahmm~"
Just as she was about to close the door, thinking about it in her mind, she felt a warmth behind her back, and the next second, her tits were being squeezed so tightly.
"It seems he's asleep, mom.."
The warm breath grazed her ears, and the hard, thick feeling against her ass was so hot that it made her weak.
Placing her palm over her lips, barely keeping herself from moaning, Madelyn tilted slightly and looked at her mischievous son.
She wanted to give him an angry glare, but it came off as irresistibly coquettish. "Jake.."
Jake didn't give her a chance to speak, he kissed her, and Madelyn couldn't help but moan.
Oh god, she loved his kisses.
They were passionate and fiery, so intense, that they would leave her gasping.
His mouth was so big and hungry, his tongue, so skillful, and his body, so hot.
Jake could hardly bear his desire and grabbed her huge, heavy boobs and fondled them.
"Baby, not here."
She moaned, feeling the throbbing meat-rod, poking her from behind, through their clothes.
"Shhhh.." Jake put his index finger against her soft lips and whispered,
"Don't worry, Mom. He won't wake up."
"He will sleep the entire night and wake up in the morning."
Madelyn wanted to refuse, but couldn't.
She wanted her son so badly, that she couldn't control herself.
Besides, the way he looked at her, she knew he couldn't control himself either..but, "Baby," She felt his cock, pushing her ass, and her body suddenly became so weak. "Let's go to your room. You don't want to fuck me against the door, right?"
She looked at him and at the door handle still clutched in her palm.
The door was slightly open, offering a clear view into the room for anyone who dared to peek.
If Shane were still awake and if his snores weren't filling the silence, he might have noticed his wife standing just outside, holding the door as if caught in hesitation.
However...what he wouldn't see, what the narrow angle concealed, was how her massive tits were being utterly ravaged beyond that threshold by her own son…
Jake didn't bother to answer, instead, he leaned in and captured her mouth again.
This time, he slid his tongue inside her and Madelyn's legs trembled.
She could no longer fight against her desire and started responding to him with equal intensity.
The sound of their heavy breathing filled the air as their tongues danced together.
Madelyn wasn't a great kisser, although she had become quite skillful after their continuous kissing sessions, it had only been a day, however, the way she kissed, the hunger with which her tongue entangled with his, was enough to drive him crazy.
Because her kisses were the proof that she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.
And that made him throb.
However, she was right, they couldn't do it here.
Although the thought of fucking his mother in her room, while his dad was sleeping right beside them was utterly hot, it would have to wait.
After all, even though his father probably wouldn't wake up, but that was probably.
What if he did?
What if he got so lost in stimulation and fucked his mother and made her scream so loud that even his heavy sleeper father woke up?
He didn't want to think about that possibility.
Although he was sure that his father wouldn't spread out such a news which would shame him and the family, one couldn't say for sure...what if his old man went insane.
So, it's better to do such things when he is drunk and sleeps like a dead to the world.
Thinking about it, he broke the kiss as a thin bridge of saliva formed between the two.
Then, he took a look at his absolute knockout of a mother in front of him.
Her breath was hot and her face was flushed, the robe, loosely hanging from her shoulders, barely covered her huge breasts.
Looking at the sexy woman breathing heavily as she melted in his arms, he picked her up in a princess carry and walked towards his room.
And so, as the son left with his mother in his arms, with her wrapping her arms around his neck, leaving behind a door quietly closed shut,
The husband, completely unaware, continued to snore through the night.
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