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My Loving Son

... Lyndhurst, are you barking mad. I love you, you are already my wife, you are not his wife any longer," referring to his father in the past tense already. "And you never will be again, and learn this Emma, you are staying my wife, okay!" The words, the way he said them were final, no room for negotiation, no compromise, end of, that's it. Kapishe! "Well Mr Lyndhurst whilst were talking about us, you need to know something too. I have been your mother for all of your life, and nine months before that. And now being your wife and leaving your mother behind will take some getting used to, for the both of us," she said. "Can you, will you be able to, get to grips with that, us going to bed on a night instead of saying good night and going to different bedrooms?" "I will die trying mo... Emma, and I'm so looking forward to more of this too," he nodded at his prick. "You will never once hear me say no Mark, and I'm the sort of girl who needs lots of attention, ask your father why he's in the predicament he's in now. But there is more to a marriage than sex believe me darling." She told him. "I know Emma, I'm well aware of the responsibilities of you, me, us." "How do you know baby, and while were on the subject, how come you know so much about a woman, who's been teaching you, hmmm?" There was a knock on the door, it was the cleaners, Mark breathed a sigh of relief, 'I'll have to be more careful in what I tell my mo... wife,' he thought. Emma would remember the question though, ...

... she had seen a glint in his eye when she had asked him that, and a woman knows these things, and she also knew that a boy his age shouldn't be this worldly wise at his age. Although she was happily glad that he did. The climaxes she had had with him already broke all of her record books. She had always known of his closeness to Cathy, and even had lewdly thought, "I wouldn't be surprised if the young bugger made some sort of play for her in a given moment." But these had only ever been occasional thoughts, now she suspected that there might have been more than lewd thoughts. But, she reasoned, "if he has, if they did, then I'll owe a debt of gratitude to her for the rest of my life for bringing Mark to me, although she'll never know it!" Mark's question, "what are you smiling at Emma?" brought her back to reality. "Oh nothing that won't keep baby, lets go for breakfast, I have work for you later!" she grinned at him, and stroked his arm lovingly. He smiled back so disarmingly, she melted. "I'll be on duty maam, when ever you call for my services," he told her with a smirk. "Yes you will young man," she answered over her shoulder. "Come on Mark, I want to show my husband off to all the ladies, and make them so jealous!" They walked together, heads turned to check them out, the men on Emma, and lots of women on Mark, she nudged him. "I think we could score here babes, we are the best looking couple on the ship," she told him with a sideways snigger. "You are without a doubt the ...