I'm starting to sober up a little bit - and now I am curious as to what my mother had been doing to see me naked this morning.
I looked at my mother. "Mother tell me what you were doing this morning that you saw me naked."
She took a look at my sister. It was an evil look.
"Well. It all started after that night you and Patrick peeped on me. You know the night. I told your father about it a week later. I guess I was feeling a bit guilty - I wanted Patrick to see me - not you. I wasn't interested in you. Thats why I got mad."
Mother took a look at my father sleeping on the couch before she continued.
"But rather than be upset, your father was turned on by the idea that two boys were lusting after his wife - even his own son - he thought that you boys had to be jealous of him, and that made him want me even more. The sex that night, and for the next month was great. But it eventually died down after he realized that I'd scared you off."
"He kept asking for more stories of Patrick and you spying on me, but I told him nothing ever happened. Eventually he started getting distant, so I lied to him."
"I told him that you stole a pair of my panties. Then I would tell him you lingered in the doorway while I was changing, stuff like that."
"However, the more I told him, the hotter sex got - and the more he pressured me to continue teasing you, encouraging you. I kept lying to him, telling him I flashed you one night, ect."
"Eventually he told me that we needed to get back at you for spying on me. So we bought a spy camera, and put it in your shower. Every morning we'd watch you shower, and have sex afterwards."
"It was great for about 2 years, but eventually your father figured out that I was just making that stuff up. It was then he asked me to get a boob job to try to make me more attractive to you, but it just never worked."
"Eventually he just gave up, but for some reason we still watch you shower almost every morning..."
My mother gave me a shy smile after that... I didn't know what to say.
My sister spoke up.
"So you see - boyo... This game was a release of sorts. For all of us. You started this game to have sex with me - and although that wasn't my intent, I can't deny I would enjoy it - and It would make a good present... don't you think?"
Alternatively, you probably can have sex with mom - she looks guilty enough to do just about anything... so I guess thats my present to you, buddy.
Sex with me, or sex with mom. Take your pick...
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