My Loving Son - Sex Stories

My Loving Son

... stick, me and mom haven't done anything. You are out of order, what goes on between you and mom is you're business not mine!" He sat for a minute longer, and then wrote more. "You have let her down once too often, and now she has turned on you, you don't like it, you can't hack it. And let me tell you dad, I am firmly on her side and always will be. Please feel free to leave us, after that e mail to her I will be only to happy to see you go. And you can tell the world what ever you want to tell it," Mark. He sent it before he changed his mind; he sat there for 30 minutes staring at the screen wondering if he would get an immediate reply, he didn't. His father had gone to see Cathy and told her everything. Cathy had listened to him and hated herself, there she was sympathising with him, and still hoping Mark would come back and take her to bed again, simple as that. But she did convince him to keep his counsel, the world would think he as weak and soft if it came out that his son had stolen his beautiful wife from him. When he left Cathy sent Mark a text message. "Yr dad has bin ere, he is rely angry, u mst no Y, u rely r a norty boy Mark, doin yr mum as wll as me. I am goin to spank yr hot lttl bot b4 I let u bck in2 my bed agn, u bad bad boy, bt dnt wrry 2 much, I've calmd him down. x x x x. Emma checked her hair was fabulous; the girl had done a tremendous job. The hairdresser was just leaving when Mark's phone, which he had left on the table cheeped for an incoming ...

... message. She picked it up, looked at it, the ID said AC, she thought for a moment, "Aunt Cathy?" or someone else? She decided to open it. Fortunately Emma was sat down, because she felt her knees go weak, she read it and re read it. "I knew it, I bl**dy well knew it, I knew he had been screwing some one, and I even had thought of Cathy too!" she told herself, "the randy bl**dy sod, no wonder he knows so much about sex, he's been screwing his dads s****r and now he's screwing me! Correction," she said aloud, "he's making love to me!" Emma sat staring at the phone, she smiled, then she laughed. "Well," she told herself, "it won't be happening again, at least not without me controlling it, and him!" She was about to delete it but then changed her mind, "he has a right to know, and to know that I know now too," Emma went about her business, preparing for their night at the ships ball. She heard Mark come in, she went to him and they shared a very deep loving kiss. "You know I love you don't you mom, er Emma?" he said quietly. "Yes darling I do, and I know 200% that you do, and let me tell you Mark, I love you too, and I always will, no matter what." This eased his mind. "I have been on the email and dad heard us, he knows, I have of course told him he is wrong, but he knows Emma, he knows." "I know he does baby, you need to read this," she handed him his phone, he read it, the look on his face told Emma all she might have wanted to know. "I don't know what to say mu... Emma." "There's ...