Third Wheeling During the Snowstorm

A little while back I did some reading of a couple of the classic story collections of literotica, one being the backseat genre and the other being the snowed in genre. I was keen to give both of them a try after that, and this is my first attempt. This is my take on the snowbound story, but from the perspective of a third character, the roommate of the son.

**

I slammed the door behind me and dropped my bag on the floor. I was buried beneath layers of clothing, from the thermal layer at my core to the puffer jacket on top. I pulled off my woolly hat and felt strands of hair fall untidily onto my face. My expression must have been a picture, because my roommate was laughing at me.

"Fun day at work?" he teased. I narrowed my eyes, staring daggers through him as I unzipped my coat and let it fall to the ground behind me.

I left for work at 08:15. It was barely 9am when I made it back to our flat.

I almost choked myself to death yanking off my scarf as I walked across the room to our living room window and pulled the blinds to one side. "Come and tell me what you see." I said, forcing him off the sofa.

He joined me and stated the obvious. "Snow. Lots of snow."

"Look a little bit that way," I said, guiding his eyes in the direction of my car. "There's something really cool just over there."

"Is that your car?" he asked.

"It is indeed."

He started a low, chesty laugh that lasted until I buried my fingernails into his forearm. "Looks like it's in a ditch to me," he said through gritted teeth.

"You're right. It's in a fucking ditch."

"I guess you're taking the day off then." he said, stating the obvious once more.

"They never should have asked us to come in," I moaned, walking away from the window and lifting a sweater over my head. "So stupid. I made it about 100 metres but the entire road is an ice rink. I just started sliding. There's no way anyone is going to be interested in pulling that thing out of there in this weather so I just have to leave it until the storm finally passes and even then I have no idea how damaged it actually is because there's a fucking metre of snow surrounding it in the embankment."

The snow had been coming down for days. This country can't prepare itself for heavy snowfall at the best of times but we were breaking records this time around and everything was falling apart. The south of England had become a winter wonderland, but with grit suppliers running dangerously low on resources and more snow forecast for the rest of the week, the roads were becoming death traps and the entire country was at a standstill.

Despite all of that, my boss still tried to drag us into the office. Now my car was in a ditch.

"You shouldn't have agreed to go in." Josh said.

"I know."

"Do you want a coffee?"

"Yes please."

He moved towards the kitchen as I fell face first into the sofa, tossing aside the duvet he had been underneath when I arrived back home. The heating had been on seemingly nonstop for days and I was still wrapped up in a couple of layers. I was sweaty enough. "Why are you up so early?" I shouted his way as I rolled onto my bum and started pushing thick joggers down my legs.

"I need to get some work done as early as possible. I have plans today, remember?"

I didn't remember. I was too busy thinking about my car. "He should have just told us to work from home."

"You need to say no to him sometimes." he said, providing me with his usual guidance.

"Thanks dad," I said sarcastically, before accepting that he was probably right. "I haven't even told him I'm not coming in yet."

I went searching through my belongings to find my phone, before sending my boss a picture of my car and an explanation for my no show. He told me it was no problem at all and that working from home was for the best at the moment. Nice one dickhead. I really don't take advantage of my teacher's pet sucking up enough but working myself to the bone to save up for my eventual migration had been paying dividends so far, and I was too scared to rock the boat and ask for even the slightest conveniences.

Josh placed my coffee on the table in front of me and then joined me on the sofa. "The long johns are pretty sexy." he said, giving me something to laugh about.

"I was sweating putting all of this on this morning."

"There's no need for all of this when you were supposed to spend most of the day in the office. Surely you could have survived the journey to and from the car."

"You don't understand how cold that car was," I argued. I took a first sip of my coffee and then decided a quick release might be good for me. A cure for my stress. "Do you wanna hook up?"

He laughed again, but shook his head. "I can't. I've got a pretty stressful day ahead of me, you know?"

"As stressful as a car in a ditch?"

"I have to go and collect my mum and I have no idea how that's going to work in this weather."

I completely forgot his mum was visiting, though I was more surprised she was still visiting. "Oh, sorry. It genuinely slipped my mind. How is she even getting here?" I asked, tone slightly incredulous.

"She's getting the mainline train as far as it will go. After that it's a free for all. Any bus or local line she can get. I'll meet her halfway if possible but I think we're going to end up relying on some crazy taxi driver who is still desperate for a fare."

"Good luck then. I can't believe you led me on by calling my long johns sexy. It's not fair."

"I can only apologise," he said, getting back to his laptop to work through whatever he needed to do before he left to meet his mother. "But you always look sexy."

"Don't try and flatter me. I guess sex is off the table while your mum is here?"

"I guess so," he said. "Especially if we're stuck inside all week. I don't really see the point of her coming down here now. I told her to delay until next month but she's still a bit down about everything and I think she needs the break."

"I'm sure you can still show her a good time," I said, holding tightly onto my coffee cup now that it had cooled a little. "I'm excited to meet her. Are we just friends when she's here?"

"I thought we were just friends all the time?" he teased, and I pouted back.

"You know what I mean."

"She doesn't know about us, so yeah, just friends. I can't be arsed explaining the fuck buddies concept to her."

I laughed hard, before slapping him on the leg. "I'm sure she already knows how that works. Anyway, working from home sounds boring so I'm going to get a bath instead. We might need to go to the corner shop later to grab some things. Forecast doesn't look like it's going to change."

"I'll pick some stuff up when I'm out," he offered as I got back to my feet. "Today is probably going to be a nightmare though so don't expect me back anytime soon."

"I'll text you the goodies I want." I said, heading towards the bathroom to run a nice, scalding hot bath. I would come back and clean up the mess of clothes I left behind once the stress had been cooked out of me.

Josh is obviously not just a roommate to me. He moved in about a year ago and within a few months we were fucking. It's very casual. Fuck buddies. Friends with benefits. It's good fun. He is a lovely guy, mature beyond his years. He's extremely smart too, fast tracked into university at 16 and graduated at 19. Now he's down here in the capital on placement at some robotics institution. Nerd.

He was so shy when he arrived. I helped to work that out of him with my unique style of social engineering. I basically forced him to be my friend. My previous roommate was my best friend and the idea of her replacement being a stranger wasn't very attractive. He was the most normal applicant for her room, and we hit it off during the showing.

I was the perfect wing woman as well, helping to guide two gorgeous girls into his bed in those first couple of months. I heard the sounds those girls made when he had them over. I felt the vibrations in the walls. I couldn't help but notice how long it lasted, and how much they were glowing the morning after. The third girl to join him in bed was going to have to be me. I made my move and he accepted without hesitation. We agreed to stay friends and just enjoy the benefits of our mutual attraction, and we settled into our new normal without any issues. He can fuck. I appreciate that a lot.

He's a bit of a toyboy to me as well. I'm six years older. A whole six. Given my usual penchant for guys that are older than me, my attraction to him was a bit of a surprise. But I'll remind you again of the noises his other hookups were making. I was never really dating in sugar daddy territory anyway, but a lot of my exes were at least half a decade older than me.

I soaked in the bath for long enough that he finished his work, got dressed and knocked to say goodbye before I even thought about getting out. My fingers had aged about 50 years by the time I climbed out. Then I had a nap. Then I cleaned up that mess from earlier. There was still no sign of Josh and his mother. I made a late lunch, napped on the sofa for a little while longer and then actually got some work done before he text to confirm they were finally on their way back. I sent him a list of snacks I was craving and he promised to get them back safely.

After a text saying they would be five minutes, I watched closely at the window and enjoyed the sight of the two of them waddling down icy roads, hands full with carrier bags, backpacks on and suitcase in tow. I opened the window and called down to them, but when Josh saw me laughing he pointed in the direction of my car and laughed right back.

I met them at the lift, which was as far as I was willing to go to take some bags off their hands. The cold touch of his hand when he passed me a bag sent a shiver through my body. "Oh my God. How far did you walk?" I said, leading them back to warmth before properly acquainting myself with our guest.

"Only a few miles. Taxi couldn't get any further. It's so cold. Is the heating still on?" he asked.

"I'm not turning it off until April at least."

"Thank God." he said, slamming the door behind him as we stepped inside and quickly helping his mum with her rucksack and coat. "This is my mother. I think she might be frozen but she will thaw out eventually."

"It's so nice to meet you." I said, smiling her way.

"It's so lovely to meet you too, Aria." she said, her Welsh accent much stronger than his came across. "Thank you for letting me stay. Wow, you're absolutely gorgeous aren't you? I can see why he fancies you so much."

Josh started laughing first. "I knew you were going to do that. I just knew it."

"So we're not telling her about the engagement?" I teased, joining forces with his mother to tease my lover.

"Oh, I wish." she said, stepping out of her winter boots, curling her toes and stretching her ankles.

"You wish?" Josh said, dumbfounded. "I'm 20 years old. You can keep wishing."

"Don't be rude to your mother." I said, and she joined me in laughter.

"I'm a hugger unfortunately," she said, approaching me. I found myself to be slightly taller than her now that her boots were off, so my arms went over hers and wrapped around the top of her back. "It really is so good to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you and how you've been looking after him."

"He doesn't need much help," I said. Her hands went to my arms and she rubbed them gently, as if I was the one who needed warming up. "You're so cold. Do you want a bath or a shower or anything before we settle down? I'm afraid there isn't much to do at the moment. Another day or two of snow and we might be in complete lockdown."

"I'll jump in the shower," she said, lifting up her suitcase again for just a moment before Josh took it from her. "I know it would have been smarter to come another time but I really wanted to see my eldest."

"You're staying in my room," Josh said. "You're lucky we've got a big comfortable couch."

"I can stay on the couch, sweetie."

"Enough of that. You're in my bed."

"The sofa is really nice." I confirmed, and she quickly conceded.

Josh's mum enjoyed her shower while we started preparations on some dinner. Our freezer wasn't exactly rammed with options, but we were able to assemble a decent pie dinner of the chicken and leek variety.

"Something smells good." she said, arriving back to us just as we were ready to dish up.

I turned to her and then back to Josh, and his face dropped. My eyes were probably bulging. I couldn't help it. He started to shake his head. "Fucking hell, your mum is so fit." I whispered, picking up her plate and turning back towards the dining area.

"Thanks for that." I heard him mutter, but my focus was back on her.

"Is it too hot in here or are you alright?" I asked, setting the plate in front of her as she took her seat.

She was wearing a whole lot less than I was. Even with the heating on I was wrapped up in a matching pair of pyjamas, with thick winter socks on my feet and an oversized blanket hoodie on top. She was wearing a cute little pair of shorts, high on her thigh and tight to the skin. Her vest top was equally tight and cropped too, showing off her flat stomach and belly button. Her hair was still wrapped in a towel.

"It's absolutely perfect, Aria. It's like a sauna and I love it," she said. Who am I to argue? She looked smoking hot and the bisexual in me was not afraid to stare. "This looks even better."

Josh joined us with the other two plates and we dug into our food. I was quiet unless spoken to, giving the two of them more time to catch up. I enjoyed hearing the tales of his younger siblings and I suppose it was quite a relief that the conversation steered clear of the elephant in the room. I was well aware that she was recently separated from his dad. I didn't know what I could offer to that conversation, so I was hoping they would have it in private. Eventually we pulled out some wine, and sipped cautiously on a glass each. It was still a work night, even if we would be working from home.

"Our names are very similar, aren't they?" she said out of the blue, looking my way while I was scooping up some gravy onto my fork and trying to slurp it up before it could all slip through the cracks. If she wasn't here then I would already be licking the plate.

"Oh yeah," I said. I'm Aria. She's Maria. "My name is like 80% of yours."

"That's pretty fun, isn't it?" she said, giggling. I couldn't help but join in with her, for some reason.

"Is it?" Josh asked, laughing to himself. Or maybe he was just laughing at us.

"Yes." I said sternly, glaring at him. "It's very fun actually."

"Boys don't understand." Maria said. I nodded in agreement. I had long since accepted that I was going to take her side in any argument for the length of her visit.

"What is there to understand?" he asked, but he retreated when my glare was joined by hers. "Guys, that's so cool. I love when names are similar."

I learned a little more of Maria's voyage south, and simply had to respect how committed she was to making it down here. At the first sign of one of them mentioning his dad, I forced out a yawn. "I'm going to leave you two to catch up. My friend should be awake now so I'm going to message her for a little bit and relax in bed."

They each waved me off with a goodnight. I had no idea how we were going to keep her entertained all week. I looked out the window and watched the snow sparkle in the street lights as it fell to the ground. I text my best friend, who then requested a video call so she could watch with me. She had moved to Australia with her boyfriend after years of threatening it. I missed her a lot and joining her out there had been the motivator of all my hard work in recent years.

We chatted for much longer than planned, and the flat was quiet by the time I made my way to the kitchen to fill my glass of water, and then the bathroom to use the toilet and brush my teeth. I had seen Josh on the sofa, but he didn't seem to be awake. A knock at the door surprised me. "I'll be a few minutes." I said, but the door opened anyway.

"Sorry." Josh said, stepping in and shutting the door behind him. I was leaning against the sink, mouth full of toothpaste. I expected him to start using the toilet behind me but instead he pressed his body into mine, his cock already hard when it met my lower back. "Stressful day. I should have fucked you when I had the chance."

I gurgled out an attempt at speech, before spitting the toothpaste out of my mouth into the sink, and then bringing small handfuls of water up to my mouth to clear out the rest. "I thought this was off limits?" I asked, but he never stopped grinding against me. His hands moved from my hips and up my stomach, before he grabbed and squeezed my boobs through my pyjama top.

"I changed my mind," he hummed, his breath warm against my neck as he leaned down to whisper to me. "Just a quickie."

"Since when were you capable of a quickie?" I said, but I was already pushing my pants down my legs. I let out a squeak when the tops of my now bare thighs hit the cold porcelain of the sink. I wasn't wearing any knickers, so it was easy for him to squat a little lower and push his dick against my eager lips.

"Let's find out." he said, pushing inside me. A few gentle strokes followed as he coated his cock in my natural lubrication, before he held tightly onto my hips and started to fuck me with some more urgency. I kept my thighs tightly together, lifting up on my tip toes as he fucked me with long, fast strokes. When his body thrusting into mine generated a smacking sound a little too loud for his liking, he changed his angle of attack.

I was face to face with myself, unable to escape the gaze of the mirror. I tried watching him instead and his hunger was palpable. He seemed drunk on lust, desperate for some sort of release after a day of travelling mayhem. He leaned in to kiss the back of my neck, before tilting my face his way so we could kiss. Our tongues rolled together desperately as my pussy quivered around his perfect cock.

It was fun, a rare secret treat, my lover fucking me near silently in the bathroom. But it was over as quickly as it had started.

"Josh?" said Maria, her voice distant.

He bottomed out inside me, lifting me off the floor, my body perched delicately between him and the sink. He took a deep breath, composing himself and leaned ever closer to my ear. "I'm sorry." he whispered, before sliding out of me and wrestling with his shorts. "I'll distract her."

He slipped out of the room, shutting the door behind him. I looked back into the mirror and sighed at myself, my pussy and body and soul aching for a release of their own. It didn't seem like it was coming. He took me to the edge and then brought my right back down to earth. I hesitated for a minute, hoping he might come back. When I heard them chatting I fixed my pants, swilled my face and finished brushing my teeth.

She was sat with him on the sofa. He had the duvet over his lower half. Maybe his cock was still hard for me. Oh, Maria, if only you knew of the blue balling you just gave the two of us.

"I'm going to bed. See you in the morning." I said. Josh gave me a wave alongside a solemn look. I knew he would make it up to me. Sex was supposed to be off the table. Maybe now it was back, or maybe that scared him into taking it off the table for good.

"Goodnight gorgeous." said Maria, who was still in those tiny little shorts, but her vest top was gone. It was only a black bra on top now, though she was far enough away that ogling was difficult. I didn't expect to see that, but I wasn't complaining. Call me gorgeous one more time, sweetheart, and your son isn't going to be the only person in this house that I'm fucking.

Okay, no, seriously. I didn't actually believe that.

**

I treated myself to a lie in the next morning. I didn't even tell my boss I wasn't coming in. He must have just assumed, because he sent me a few documents that needed reviewing at about 09:30, half an hour after my shift was supposed to start. Either way, I didn't wake up until about 10.

It wasn't until I pulled my duvet off my legs that the cold hit me. It sent a chill down my spine. I climbed into my slippers and rushed out into the living room. Josh was wearing his outside clothes, tying the laces of his boots. Maria was wrapped in a ball on the sofa, wearing his dressing gown.

"Are you sure you want to come?" he asked her, and she nodded her head.

"It's probably the last chance we have of getting some fresh air," she answered. The blinds were pushed aside on the window behind her, and the snow was coming down thick. "Just give me ten minutes."

"Forgot to top up the gas, didn't we?" I said, and Josh smiled.

"The most important thing always slips your mind. I'm going to throw a hefty chunk on now. It should get us through the rest of the week," he replied. "Do you wanna come? Mum's right. It's the last chance to get out there before it gets knee-deep or higher."

I let out an exasperated sigh at the prospect of that cold hitting my skin, but there were still a couple of things that needed collecting. The snacks last night weren't enough, and we were running low on alcohol. If I was going to be skiving off work for a few days, I wanted to treat myself to more than one glass a night. "I'll get dressed." I muttered, before rushing to the bathroom to wake myself up with a splash of water across the face.

I dressed back in the clothes from the previous days failed journey to work, before joining the two of them in the freezing cold lift down to the ground floor. "Tell me how much you put on and I'll transfer half." I said to Josh, but his mother was quick to pounce.

"Absolutely not. I'm covering this," she interrupted. I tried to butt in, but she wasn't interested. "I'm on holiday but I can't go any fancy restaurants. We can't go to the pub. We can't even order takeaway without risking the life of the delivery driver. I can't do anything. If there's one thing I am going to do, it's make sure we're warm, otherwise I saved up all these spends for nothing."

"She won't take no for an answer." Josh informed me.

"Thank you," I said, and she smiled. "I'll buy the wine then."

"Oh, I really like you, honey." Maria said in return.

The snow on the ground was like nothing I have ever seen before, and it was coming down so fast it was hard to see more than a few feet ahead. It was a tiring slog to hike through it, but thankfully it was dense enough that the icy layer below wasn't much of a threat anymore. Josh held his mother's hand tightly, and I followed their path just behind. We pushed through to the shop, mostly in silence, grateful to find it was still open. The owner told us we made it just in the nick of time, and he was planning to shut down for at least the next couple of days.

Maria topped up the gas while Josh and I picked up a half dozen bottles of wine and a couple of crates of beer. "Don't you still have the ones leftover from Christmas?" I asked him.

"I want more." he replied, rolling his lip in a mock frown.

"I just wanted to you to carry more snacks for me." I giggled, before we moved to the till to pay. I decided half a dozen bottles was probably too many after paying for them.

The walk back home was an almighty slog with extra weight to carry, but we managed it. I stopped only for a moment to try and register the condition my car was in across the road, but it was barely visible. The snow was utterly insane. We were going to be trapped indoors for days.

Back home I took my shower early, desperate to change into my pyjamas and then do almost nothing for the rest of the day. I found it within me to get some work done, before sitting down with Josh while his mother called his younger sisters to update them on her trip.

"I'm sorry about last night," he said, scooting a little closer on the sofa and keeping his voice down. There was no way she could hear us from here, but he was serious about playing it safe. "I thought she was asleep."

"Don't worry about it. You do owe me one." I said.

"I can't wait to make it up to you." he purred, his hand going to my thigh and giving it a squeeze. He was still horny. I could have easily contended with a dry spell if that's what he wanted, but he was dripping with desire again and I was starting to accept there would be hands over mouths fucking happening over the coming days. I'm strong enough to go without if there's nothing on offer. I'm not strong enough to say no when it's handed to me on a plate.

"Do you think she's okay?" I asked, changing the subject.

"I guess so. She's changed a bit in the last couple of years even before they broke up. My sisters said she's been down recently but since she got here she's seemed like that new version of herself." he answered. It seemed like his mum had been going through a few changes. I'm not convinced he had a grasp on it yet, but he had a bit of free time with her to help her over the bumps in the road.

"What changed with her?"

"I don't know. She broke out of her shell. She used to be quite shy. She was quiet. She was a stay at home mum and she did everything for us and she didn't have much going on outside of her family," he continued. "Don't get me wrong. She was amazing at all of that. She seemed happy. Then something changed. Sometimes I think that dad might have had an affair, and then she changed to try and win him back. Or maybe it was her who had the affair and she changed for someone else, or maybe dad was holding her back. Maybe there was no cheating at all. Either way they have broken up now, and they both seem happier for it."

"Fair enough," I said, interested in his read on the situation but also struggling to cope with his fingers stroking back and forth along the soft curves of my inner thigh. My pyjama bottoms were the last line of defence. "Hopefully you can figure it all out before she goes home."

"If you can do some surveillance for me, I would really appreciate it. She might be more open with you."

"I doubt she trusts me that much."

"It's worth a try."

I took a deep breath and then lightly nodded my head. "I'll go fishing for some answers when it's just me and her."

He leaned in and kissed me, but a few pecks quickly became tongues as the hunger within us grew stronger. His hand ran down my leg, before hooking under my knee and pulling me into his lap. I straddled him as our kiss grew more frenzied, his hands squeezing my bum as mine went to his jaw.

A knock behind us shocked us both back into reality, but it didn't come from the door. I turned to see Maria stood by the dining table, smiling back. Well, that secret didn't last very long. I lifted myself off him and pulled the blanket over my entire being as she started to laugh, hiding myself from the momentary indignity. I didn't know if I was blushing red or white as a ghost, but my heart was thumping all the same. Josh started to laugh as well.

"I'm making dinner tonight." she said, before the only sound was her footsteps leaving us behind.

"Whoops," Josh said, before lifting the blanket and looking at me. "Ah well, she won't mind."

"You're going to have to explain it, some way or another." I said, and he nodded in agreement.

"I'll sort it out."

**

Dinner was lovely. There was zero mention of the kiss. Maria treated us to a meatless stew, given the lack of beef available, but a nice mix of vegetables and potato in a tasty broth was more than enough. She was back in her little shorts, but they only afforded me the occasional glimpse because she had one of Josh's hoodies on top and it reached down as far as the middle of her thighs.

"This is so good." I said, leaning over my bowl to make sure not a single bit of it was wasted.

"It's one of Josh's favourites." Maria said, and he was quick to agree.

"I don't get the pleasure very often down here." he said.

"Moving down to the capital gives you a multitude of options but none of it is as good as what your mum used to make for you." I said, thinking back to my own favourites back home. Thankfully my own mother wasn't too far away.

Maria looked at Josh, who looked to me and grimaced. "The capital?" she said, her tone stern.

"I think so?" I sort of asked, even though I was obviously certain.

"You're in trouble now," Josh said. "She's a passionate Welsh patriot."

"This is not our capital," Maria said, defending her homeland. Her expression turned to a smile before I started to worry I might have genuinely offended her. "I'm only teasing you, but Cardiff is our capital."

"Consider me told." I said, and she laughed.

"Where exactly are you from, Aria?"

"Southend," I said, not as fierce a supporter of my home but still somewhat proud of where I was raised. "We're a city now. I think the Queen made us a city. I don't know how that works. Can you say the name of that town? The long one. Josh can't do it."

"Llanfair¬pwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch." Maria said, without hesitation.

"Amazing!" I said, impressed.

After eating we moved to the sofa, watching the news for a while amidst the storm. The government had announced more travel restrictions as well as more focused gritting operation on roads between high-density populated areas and hospitals. Emergency shelters and health centres would be opened in about a dozen schools that had been shut down for the week.

The snow had actually stopped in the meantime. It was like a perfect white cloud across the horizon as we watched out the window, mostly untouched as few people dared to face it head on.

We settled down for a couple of hours to watch a movie, but my eyes were locked on mother and son by the end. Maybe it was jealously because it was usually me he cuddled up with, but it was still a surprise to see how intimate they were. Josh started between us on the sofa, but he edged his way towards Maria before too long, and she draped her legs across his lap. His hands stroked and massaged her thighs for the rest of the film. I couldn't help but spy on them.

I found it quite fascinating because I know how much it turns me on when he does it to me, but I know how much it turns him on too. His fingers traced down the curves of her thighs, tickling back up before reaching under the hem of her shorts to access areas unseen to both of our eyes. I watched in the corner of my eye as neither of them reacted to a bit of it, their own eyes locked on the television.

I suppose the line for some people is a little different. My dad wouldn't massage me like that, but it wasn't like they were really doing anything. The most unusual thing for me is how anyone could be so intimate without it meaning anything.

Then the movie ended and they moved away from one another and it was like nothing had happened. For five minutes at least.

Maria went to get a shower and Josh found me in the kitchen. He molded his body into mine from behind, just as he had the previous day. His hands went under my hoodie, cupping my braless tits and pinching my nipples between thumb and forefinger. "Don't you lead me on again." I mumbled, tilting my head to give him access as he leaned in to suck on my neck.

"I would never," he said, breath warm on my skin. "This one's all about you."

His hand slipped into my pants from behind, sliding down my arse and in between my legs. His fingers tickled along the folds of my soaked slit, before pressing inwards and teasing my opening. "You're fucking drenched." he growled, his free hand moving to my neck to hold me in place as he pushed a finger inside me.

I couldn't exactly tell him that it was watching him caress his mother that got me into this condition, in the same way he probably wouldn't admit that he pounced on me the second he couldn't play with her anymore. He pressed a second finger inside me and when I moaned his hand went to my mouth. I controlled my breathing, focusing it through my nose as he started to finger fuck me as quietly as he could manage.

The thrusting of his arm within my pants seemed to agitate him after a while, so he slipped out of me to push them down my legs. When he returned to my quivering pussy, a third finger was added. I moaned into his hand, tickling his palm with my tongue as his heavy breaths filled my ear. His fingers pistoned in and out relentlessly until my knees started to give way. He pressed me into the kitchen countertop, keeping me on my feet as he pushed me over the edge.

The orgasm hit like a train, my legs shaking and my body going limp in his arms. I huffed into the hand over my mouth until he removed it, and then met him in a kiss. "Forgiven?" he asked, and my hand in his pants answered the question for him.

His cock was hard and waiting for me, and he quickly joined me in having his pants bundled around his ankles. Unfortunately for my lover, I was only jerking him off for about 30 seconds before we heard the shower turn off. He groaned as he was forced to stop me, before we quickly fixed ourselves back up. "Guess I owe you one now." I teased as he washed his hands in the sink.

Maria was back with us within a few minutes, but Josh had an early start for a video meeting with colleagues and decided to call it a night. His mother offered me another glass or two of wine before I did the same, and I was happy to join her. She told him to sleep in his room, and she would sleep in the living room that night. We settled on the sofa and she asked some more about my family, before she told me a little more about her two daughters. Neither of them had made it to London since Josh moved here, so I hadn't met them yet.

"He got lucky to fall into this place," Maria said, sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed. "I still can't believe you own it. What's the story behind that?"

"It used to be university housing," I said, always happy to tell the story. "Most of our neighbours are students. Me and Sara, my best friend, both went to the same university nearby and we rented this place while we were there. The landlord was this sweet old man who was quite ill at the time. He lived a couple of doors down the hall. We used to look after him when he was struggling and he didn't have any family so before he passed away he sold it to us for £1 each."

"That's incredible," Maria said, laughing. "And by look after him then I assume you mean..." she continued, before lifting her hand into the air and mimicking a wanking gesture.

My jaw almost hit the floor, but in a second we were both laughing hysterically until she tried to wave down the noise we were making for the good of her sleeping son. "I can't believe you just suggested that." I said, barely getting the words my voice was so wheezy.

"It was just a thought. I would have done a lot more than wanking him off to get this place for a pound."

"He was so sweet, honestly. We tried to say no but we were young and poor and very easily convinced."

"And what about now?" Maria asked. "Your friend moved away so it's yours to keep?"

"She gets half if I ever decide to sell it, but she was moving away with her boyfriend and they saved up enough without needing to rush me out of this place. It works out nicely for whoever I room with though because there's no mortgage and no rent. We just split the bills. Water, gas, electricity, internet, TV license..."

"I can tell that last one is a lie," she said, reading me perfectly. We laughed again, and it wasn't just the wine. She was good fun. Confident and interesting, it was like having Sara back with me where she belonged. "Josh is very lucky though, you're right about that. And not just because of the flat but because of the very pretty and very secret girlfriend he seems to have found for himself here."

Okay. Now we're talking about the kiss.

"Did he talk to you about that?" I asked.

"Not yet."

"Then I guess it's up to me."

"You don't have to."

"No it's fine," I said, taking a sip of my drink. "We're not dating. We're just friends, but... well, you know. We don't just kiss."

"I don't know why he wouldn't just tell me."

"Because it's not serious, I guess. It's casual. We have a lot of fun together but I don't think there are long term ambitions. Would you tell him if you were just hooking up with somebody?"

"I wish I was in the position to find out." she said, and we giggled again.

"Well we were going to keep it a secret. It's too late for that now but it's also not a big deal. We hook up. That's it."

"Why are there no long term ambitions? For the record, you've passed the mum test."

"I'm planning to move to Australia where Sara lives. God knows where he's going to end up with his career. But if neither of us are planning to stay here then there's no reason to date here. And if we're not going to date here and we still want to have fun, we're each other's perfect option."

"Point well made. Maybe his career will take him to Australia. Would you want that?"

I took a deep breath and tried not to linger on the thought for too long. "I don't know. We have a lot of fun. I think we'll always be friends. I'll definitely miss it when it's gone."

"Do you mean you'll miss the sex?" she said, giggling.

"I'll definitely miss that." I replied. The wine was helping with the honesty.

"Why is that?" she asked. I looked at her with a wry smile on my face but she was expressionless. She was expecting an answer. I suppose I felt comfortable with her, or maybe I was just intrigued by those small glimpses I had gotten of their relationship. Her asking for more warmed up something deep inside me.

"Because he's really good. He knows what he's doing and he treats me just how I like." I answered, and I was sure I saw her face turn a darker shade of red.

"And how do you like it?"

"He's big and he's strong and I like it when he picks me up and puts me exactly where he wants me." I said, my voice low. Her eyes were locked on me. "He's very selfless. If he doesn't make me come then he will always make up for it."

I paused for a moment. The second part of my answer wasn't really relevant to the question. She asked how I like it, not why I like him. I was still bathing in the atonement orgasm he gave me earlier.

"He sounds like a good boy. We deserve those kind of boys." Maria said.

"I couldn't agree more."

"But he should always be making you come."

"He does usually. That's his biggest strength. His stamina. He would be great in bed without it and you know he's handsome and he's..." I hesitated for a second, watching as her lips parted ever so slightly. I could see her tongue running along the inside of them. "... he's doing well for himself, you know, in the size department. But it's the stamina that changed my life. He can fuck and fuck and fuck. That usually means a few orgasms at least. And then when he's used up that one big orgasm of his own that he builds up to, he goes into a coma for a while. There's nothing better than a man fucking you half to death and then being too tired to brag about it."

"Sounds desirable," she said, before a brief silence lingered between us. "I think I'll get some sleep now, honey."

I was sent back down to earth with a bang. There was something in the air, and then it was gone. "Oh yeah, of course. I need to do the same. I have more work to ignore tomorrow," I said, getting to my feet and picking up a few of my things. "I'll sort the dishes in the morning. Don't worry about those."

"We'll catch up some more tomorrow." she said, and my heart fluttered. She had ended our conversation quite abruptly, but she seemed keen for more.

"Absolutely!" I said, perhaps a little too excited. "It's not like I'm going anywhere."

I went to my room and calmed myself down. I wished I could go to his room and climb under the covers and cuddle him and kiss him and fuck him. Maybe it was the wine, but I wondered if Maria might like that too.

**

I woke early the next morning and couldn't get back to sleep. I found Josh in the kitchen making himself a coffee before his video call. "How long did you two stay up?" he asked.

"Not too long," I said, still yawning and stretching as I tried to bring some life into my body. "But that must mean our laughing didn't wake you up."

"I slept like a baby," he said, before offering me a coffee. "Any luck with your fishing? Did she say anything about dad?"

That had completely slipped my mind as our conversation slipped into more taboo territory. "Not yet. We got distracted by other things and I need to get a little closer to her before I get too personal. She asked about me and you and I had to just tell her we're casual."

"Oh shit. I was supposed to do that. She seemed cool?"

"Why wouldn't she?"

"No worries then," he said, before passing me my cup. "I need to get on the call soon. I'll be free in a few hours, hopefully."

He left to get on with his work and I settled in front of the TV. I sipped my coffee, read some emails and caught up with the girls in the group chat. I was going to have to get some work done eventually, but an extended break was doing me a lot of good. The news suggested a few more days of snowfall at the very least.

Maria joined me after a short while, offering some scrambled egg and toast for breakfast. I couldn't turn it down, even if I should have been doing a better job of being the host. I joined her at the dining table to eat. "Any plans today?" she asked.

"I might find an hour to get some work done but other than that, not really. I'm enjoying the break to be honest. What about you?"

"I've been thinking about booking a holiday for the summer. Just me and the girls. Josh won't want to come anymore."

"Does he think he's too cool?" I said, and she laughed.

"He's just too old for family holidays. Are you two going away again this year?"

"I doubt it. We only went to meet up with Sara. I was surprised I convinced him to come."

"I thought it was only you two that went. That's one of the reasons I assumed you were together."

"That makes sense," I said, laughing. "I just dragged him along because he had to meet my best friend. Sara's parents are Croatian. She was born and raised here but after she packed up and moved to Australia, they also packed up and moved back home. So I didn't just lose my bestie, I lost my second parents as well but that's trauma for another day. Anyway, they decided to visit them last summer and so I went on holiday to Croatia to see them all. Josh got roped in."

"And where exactly was that?"

"Dubrovnik. It was amazing. I would definitely recommend it," I said, picking up my phone and scrolling back in my gallery to June of the previous year. I started to show some pictures to Maria, who remembered a few of the sights from pictures Josh had sent to her. I showed her a group photo of the four of us hanging out. "That's Sara."

"She's very pretty."

"The prettiest. And that's her boyfriend obviously. He's also Croatian. We met him at university during fresher's week and as soon as she found out he was from the motherland she claimed him for herself. The first time she had ever met someone from her country that she wasn't related to and she couldn't help herself."

"He's hot."

I laughed again, and nodded my head. "Very handsome. We both fancied him when we were 18 but she won."

"You look incredible. The tan," she said, taking my phone off me and zooming in on me and Josh. "You look good together. I can see his hand on your waist. Your legs look amazing. I love that skirt."

We had acted like a couple on that trip. It was probably the closest we ever got to making it official. "We had a holiday romance on top of our usual hookup romance." I said, and she passed me back the phone with what looked like a knowing smile.

"I'll look into Dubrovnik." she said, before we finished up our breakfasts and shared responsibility over the dishes.

We snuggled up under the same duvet on the sofa to watch some more weather updates, but she wasn't interested for long. "Aria, do you know that skirt from the picture you showed me? Could I try it on?" she asked. I love a good fashion show, and happily agreed.

Maria took a liking to my room, praising the décor and the greenery and the layout and all the little things that combined to create my idyllic feng shui. I could have kissed her for noticing. "My plants are my children." I told her, and she just got it and I loved that.

I started digging through my chest of drawers, searching for the summer clothes that had been buried to the bottom during the winter. When I found the skirt I passed it to her and she held it in front of her body at my full length mirror. "It's really lovely isn't it?"

It was a blue and white plaid ruffle skirt, short and cute and made for the beach and the sun. "Try it on then." I said, sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Oh, no, this is fine. I don't want to stretch it."

"Don't give me that. Trying it on was your idea. We have basically the same build anyway and don't try and pretend otherwise."

She pulled a face at me but then relented, pushing those little shorts down her legs to reveal a pair of black knickers. I didn't stare as much as it may seem. She stepped into the skirt and pulled it up her legs, before securing the zipper at her hip. She showed the mirror first and then me, and it looked incredible on her.

"You look amazing." I said, and she twirled her hips in a happy little dance.

"I love the way you girls dress now. I wasn't afraid of a mini skirt when I was young but you're all so confident and sexy these days." she said, turning back to the mirror and admiring herself some more.

"You make it look even better." I said, my semi-serious crush on her not going anywhere anytime soon.

"I wouldn't wear this at home, but it does look nice."

"I probably wouldn't wear it here either. That's a holiday in the sun skirt, but just imagine a black miniskirt instead and maybe add some tights if you want to hide your legs from the boys. You would look so good."

I helped her try on a couple more skirts, some with and some without nylons. She slipped into a couple of baby tees which were figure hugging and so flattering but her favourites were the halter tops that left her shoulders bare. "I like this." she would say, giving me a little smile that at times seemed nervous. I loved it when she really started to feel herself, unable to ignore how good she looked. All of my clothes fit her. A couple inches in height were the most notable difference between us.

"Your figure is insane." I said, and she offered me the same praise in return. "Your stomach is completely flat. There's just no need to be showing off like that."

"The problem is that everything else is flat." she said, but she wasn't going to get away with such nonsense self-deprecation.

"That isn't remotely true." I said, and I knew it. I had enjoyed the view as she went in and out of clothes. "You've got some curves on that sexy little body of yours."

"If you say so," she said. She might have just been fishing for compliments. "I wish I had yours boobs though."

"Have you been staring at my boobs?" I teased her. I probably did have a little more up top than her, but it wasn't by much.

"Not as much as you've been staring at me," she teased right back, stunning me into a brief silence. She gave me a cheeky smile and then sat on the edge of the bed, close to where I had lay down to enjoy the show. "I'm sorry if I overstepped last night. My girls are too young. I don't get to talk to them about this sort of stuff yet. I don't have many friends that I'm very open with. It was fun to talk to someone like you who is confident and fun."

"Don't worry about it at all. I thought it was me that overstepped if anything. I got a bit carried away," I said. Things had gotten a little heated the night before but the ease at which we slipped back into conversation that morning calmed any nerves that it had been too much. She surprised me by bringing it up like that, but thankfully we were both on the same page. "I'm more than happy to be a friend you can share with."

"That sounds perfect, honey." said Maria, before we were both surprised by a knock.

"What are you doing in there?" Josh asked through the door.

"Kissing." Maria answered, and we both laughed.

He opened the door slowly, before his eyes moved back and forth between the both of us. "What if we were actually kissing? Did you want to see that?" I said, continuing our tease of him.

He smirked and then took an extra close look at his mum. "What are you wearing?" he asked, and she stood up to show him.

"I'm dressed up like your girlfriend," she joked, this time the both of us caught in her crossfire. I frowned at her, and she apologised to me first. "Sorry, sorry, sorry. I'm only kidding, honey. Sorry, Joshua. Ignore me. What do you want anyway? This is girl time."

"I'm finished with my call. I don't want to hang out on my own." he answered, feigning loneliness without us by his side.

"Okay sweetie. Let me put my pyjamas back on and then we'll come and spend some time with you."

Josh left us and we joked for a little bit about how men always have to spoil our fun, but we couldn't leave the poor guy on his own. Over the next few hours I managed to focus about 15 minutes on my work. We watched a bit of TV and chatted endlessly about anything that came to mind, before I spent another hour gossiping on a call with my mum.

Josh took the lead on dinner, with occasional help from his mother. "I heard there was a polar bear spotted in Bromley this morning." I said, entertaining myself while I waited.

"A big one?" Josh shouted back from the kitchen.

"Very big. Travelled here all the way from the South Pole."

"That's crazy. Polar bears are from the North Pole."

"Maria, Josh is being mean to me."

"Say sorry." she said, and he did. I took a chance to have another look out the window, my attention caught by the sound of hail tapping against it. The curtains had been shut for most of the day as we accepted our new reclusive lifestyle. I enjoyed the view for a while, before I caught a glimpse of them in the kitchen. I watched for a moment, the two of them facing away from me as they whispered to one another beside the oven.

I couldn't imagine what they were talking about, but it felt like a continuation of the intimacy they shared the night before. One would whisper into the ear of the other before they smiled or smirked and continued the conversation in the next ear. Maria held onto his arm, stroking along his bicep. She bumped her hip into his, and then he would bump her right back.

They whispered back and forth and giggled like young lovers right up until he really surprised by jerking his hand back and giving her a firm spank. The shocked expression on her face became a smile and then she wiggled her bum for him and he did it again, this time a little louder. They both froze at the sound and I quickly took the chance to slip away.

I didn't really know what to think. It was a little bit weird. They were close, but how close? There was no way I was going to start suspecting the worst. Plus, the worst suggests it's a bad thing and maybe it is but my first reaction wasn't disgust or anything like that. I was completely fascinated. Maybe it was nothing. Maybe they just don't draw the same lines that other people do. But maybe it was something, and deep within myself I knew I wanted to know more.

After dinner we relaxed on the sofa and Maria took a call from her daughters, before switching to video so she could introduce them to me. They were jealous we were all off work and enjoying ourselves. There was some snow in North Wales, but not enough to shut the place down.

We decided to treat ourselves to some drinks, wine for the girls and some nice, cold cans of lager for Josh. Then we pulled out the board games, and things got serious. We started with Monopoly and I got my arse handed to me by the two biggest tryhards I have ever met. Then we played some Bananagrams and I managed to claw back some credibility. The drinks kept on rolling and the cards came out. A few games of Uno were more than enough. Any more, and there would be a falling out while we were all trapped inside together.

"What about truth or dare?" Maria suggested when we were starting to run out of ideas and energy.

"The dares are always boring or weird." Josh said, and I would probably agree.

"Truth or truth then," his mother argued back. "Let's stay up and have one more drink at least."

"Never have I ever is a truth only game." I said. I was quite a few glasses deep at this point, sitting cross legged on the floor and enjoying the warmth of the heating, the wine and good company.

"Okay, let's play that." Maria said, standing up and pouring the last of one bottle into my glass. "I'll go first."

"Try keeping it PG." Josh said, and she pouted at him.

"Whatever do you mean?" she said, before moving on before he could answer. "Never have I ever fallen in love with my roommate."

Josh sighed loudly and I giggled slightly but it was tense for a moment as she moved her eyes between the both of us. Maybe if he took a sip of his drink then I would do the same, but it was ridiculous to think that way. I needed to process why that thought crossed my mind.

"My turn," Josh said. "Never have I ever filed for divorce."

Maria's face dropped, and then she took a sip of her drink. "Very funny." she growled, before setting me up for my turn. It wasn't easy trying to follow the messy questions those two just asked.

"Never have I ever... I don't know... slept with someone who is quite a lot older than me." I said.

"Do you count?" Josh joked, and this time it was me whose face must have dropped. "I'm only kidding. You're not a cougar just yet. I thought you liked older guys anyway? No DILFs before me?"

"Not quite. I was with a couple of guys who were 8 and 10 years older than me in my early twenties but no silver foxes. I was thinking about a bigger age gap, like someone old enough to be your mum."

"Not for me then. Did you drink, mum?"

"Nope," she said. She gave me a little smile, and there was a twinkle in her eye. "Nobody much younger either. My turn. Never have I ever had sex since... oh, I don't know, my arrival here a few days ago."

I started to laugh at the clear direction this game was taking, but took a sip from my glass happily. Josh followed my lead.

"I knew you little bastards were sneaking around behind my back," she said, but it was all in good humour. "That's very naughty of you."

"Only one time." Josh said, which is true. We only had sex that one time. Barely 5 minutes pressed against the bathroom sink. The fingering doesn't count as sex, so we could ignore that.

"I can't really help it if he fancies me so much." I said, and Maria nodded in understanding.

"I feel a little bit guilty about being in your way," she said. "There's nothing better than a few days or more trapped in by the snow with no responsibilities and no chance anyone is going to distract you."

"Have you been reading snowbound romance novels or something?" Josh asked.

"This isn't my first rodeo, sweetie."

"Tell us." I asked, desperate for more details. Josh could have stopped her, he may have been less interested in the details, but he didn't.

"Oh, it was just back when I was at university," she said, her voice ever so slightly slurred. "My family were going on holiday to Norway for Christmas but I was a first year student with no money so I didn't book on, plus the idea of them leaving behind a free house was so exciting. But then it snowed and snowed and snowed. The trains were cancelled and I couldn't get back home. Luckily my aunt was able to go and pick up the cat because I wasn't going to be there to look after her."

"So I ended up staying at university in my halls. There were 6 of us in our block but 4 of them went back home. The last guy was basically a stranger to me. He was a bit on a loner and very quiet. He didn't go back home so suddenly he was my company for Christmas and New Year. We got to know each other, got extremely close and then spent a couple of weeks fucking each other to death. It was so much fun. Complete freedom." she said, a little red in the face as she finished her tale. "There's something about being trapped indoors that raises the stakes. You're fucking to survive!" she laughed, well aware of how silly she got by the end.

"That's so hot." I said.

"It wasn't dad was it?" Josh asked, and she laughed once more.

"Oh God no. I met him when I was 20. 18 and 19 were my awakening." she answered.

"How are things with you two?" I asked. Even if Josh was there and this wasn't just girl talk, there was a chance to break the seal on her impending divorce and I decided to take it.

"Over, thankfully," she said, before grimacing a little. It seemed she didn't want to be too harsh on her future ex-husband, at least not in front of their son. "He's a good dad. I just got sick of being his housewife. He was pretty fun when we were young. Not as fun as I was used to, so I mellowed out for him. But then he stopped being fun and I couldn't stay mellow forever."

"I understand." Josh said.

"Thank you, sweetheart." she said, the smile on her face so sweet and tender. "I don't want my presence to stop you two having fun. I didn't tell you about my little snowstorm fling for nothing. If you want to stay in the same bed tonight or any night, feel free to do that."

Neither of us made a promise that we would be doing some fucking, but I still thought it was likely. Especially with Josh having been blue balled twice already. It wasn't going to be that night though, because he was ready for bed and I was desperate for another glass of wine and some more lukewarm flirting with his mother. By the time he was gone we were drunk, and getting drunker.

She told me some more stories about her time at university, including her snowbound love affair. We were having a ball reminiscing together, and it was clear how desperately she needed this. The only thing she needed more was the chance to start living out those sorts of experiences all over again, as a woman reborn.

"He was like my teacher. I know that seems silly to say because we were the same age but he was more experienced and much more confident than me. Sexually confident at least. I was quite full of myself when I was 18. I knew I was eye candy and I liked the attention but my earliest experiences weren't very enjoyable. Then he showed me how fun sex can be," she said, rolling her wrist loosely as the wine in her glass swirled around in circles. "He gave me so many of my firsts and it was just so much fun."

"What firsts?" I asked, engrossed in their fling.

"Orgasms. Not my first ever orgasm. I did that to myself. But my first orgasm on a dick, my first orgasm on a tongue. He was the third guy I had sex with so that doesn't say much about the first two."

"My first was a waste of time but the second guy I was with was great. We had a lot of fun together."

"It's rarely the first one who gets you," she said, laughing and falling back into the sofa for a moment. "He was the first person who ever came on me. I swallowed some cum and helped fill a few condoms but he was the first person who finished on my body. Let's just say that became a favourite. It's been a while since I experienced that."

"How long has it been since you hooked up with the ex? Have you been back since you broke up?"

"No chance. It's been a couple of years, but it's been a lot longer since it was fun. All of the youthful excitement we put into our sex died out a long time ago. He stopped experimenting. He just seemed to stop enjoying it altogether."

"That's a shame," I said, before trying to turn the conversation back onto the good, rather than lingering too long on the bad. "But you're back in the saddle now. Josh said you have really broken out of that shell of yours in the last couple of years."

"It was a temporary shell," she said. "He wouldn't have known that. He only ever saw one side of me, the mum who settled down and raised her kids. I just don't want you to think this is something brand new. This is the old me, back again."

"With the stories you've been telling, there's no doubt about that."

"I'm glad he noticed."

"What prompted this comeback?" I asked, looking into my glass and getting the feeling that one more sip would be one too many. I placed it on the table.

Maria hesitated, drawing a long breath and then scrunching up her face, like she was holding something in. "I don't know," she said meekly. It didn't sound like her. I didn't believe her. "I tried to use that new lease of life on my husband. I thought it could save our marriage, but he wasn't interested."

"I think you made the right decision leaving him," I told her, as if she needed convincing. I didn't want to push too hard, but I was certain I knew what was going on in her head. I was drunk and overstepping, and somehow found it within myself to take a step back. "I think I'll go to bed. I would rather not have that strong of a hangover tomorrow. I can sleep here if you want my bed."

"No, it's fine. The couch is so comfortable, just like you two promised. I'll see you in the morning," she said. I gave her a smile and her shoulder a squeeze as I got to my feet. We said our goodnights and I was a few steps towards my room when she called out. Her voice was trembling a little, but maybe it was just the drink. "Aria. I fell in love with somebody else. You know..."

Her words seemed to get caught in her throat. I nodded my head. "I know," I agreed, and she nodded back. I could have sworn I could hear her heart pumping. "See you tomorrow."

**

I woke up horny. I went to sleep horny as well, but I was drunk enough to pass out before it started to annoy me.

She was talking about Josh. There was no doubt about that. She was in love with him and had been for a couple of years. It didn't seem as if there was an affair going on secretly behind my back and I didn't get the impression that they had fucked in the past and had moved on from it for the good of their relationship. It was still just a feeling, though they were overly touchy with each other as well.

Two things fascinated me more than anything.

The touching was the biggest one. The massages, the cuddling and especially the spanking. Not just that they did it, but that they didn't hide it from me. Not with any conviction anyway. It would have been pretty easy to not do it in front of me, and then I never would have suspected a thing. With my new knowledge of Maria's feelings I had to assume she enjoyed it, but did that mean he felt the same way? If he did, then what was stopping them from taking the insanely taboo leap and going the whole way? And if he didn't, then why does he play along? Maybe he just thinks it's not that weird, or maybe he's just doing it to satisfy her cravings. I had to find out if he was aware of her feelings.

The second thing that confused me was how Maria joked about my own relationship with her son. She had called me his girlfriend and even given me her seal of approval. She seemed to like me a lot. She wasn't treating me as competition, but why?

I hadn't really processed the whole waking up horny thing when I left my room and found her sat on his lap at the dining table. He was on the chair, and she was on one of his thighs. Her arm was draped around his neck, and his hand on the low of her back as she leaned over his laptop and typed one finger at a time on the keyboard. When our eyes met she offered me a little smile but then returned to the screen. She had been pretty drunk, so I had no idea if she even remembered the conversation we had.

I made myself a coffee and then joined them at the table. Maria wasn't wearing a bra and her nipples were hard and for a moment they were all I could see. She caught me in her periphery and smirked. "Just looking at flights for that holiday we talked about," she said. "You two should come along. No rush to decide. I'm not booking it yet, just browsing."

Neither of us were willing to commit, but we didn't turn down the offer either.

I slowly woke myself up as my focus never strayed from the gentle intimacy they showed each other, and the effect it had on my body. Watching his fingers twirl delicately along the soft looking skin of her thighs was unusual the first time, but now exciting. It was distracting too, and on a couple of occasions I missed something that was said to me and had to shake myself back into consciousness. Eventually I left them behind and went back to my room. It was time to process.

It wasn't exactly difficult to process, though there's a difference between accepting how you feel and understanding why you feel that way. I was staring at the ceiling when Josh slipped into my room and sat on the side of my bed. He lay back until his head hit my stomach, and we stared upwards together.

"Do you want to hook up quickly?" he said, breaking a short silence. "She's in the shower."

I was finding it easier to put two and two together now, like how these sudden bursts of arousal followed closely after time spent cuddling up to his mother. She was turning him on, and he was taking it out on me. I was turned on as well, but not enough to get him off without some answers. "You and your mum. You're kinda weird together, you know?"

There was another brief silence before he talked. "We're not weird." he finally muttered, with little conviction.

"The way you touch each other is a little bit weird." I said, bringing my hands to his head and lightly scratching his scalp through his hair. I wanted him to feel comfortable, and safe to share. I wasn't shouting at him or angry or jealous. I wanted to understand and maybe help.

And then it really clicked. My body was reacting to their mutual teasing because it turned me on and even knowing this was supposed to be wrong it didn't feel that way to me. But beyond that, I understood why she loved him, because I loved him too. And I understood why she turned him on, because she turned me on too. I was able to see through both of their eyes, and what I saw was special. Love in its most feral form.

"It's not a big deal." Josh said, likely keen to move on.

"You don't have to hide from me," I said, feeling the opposite. Whatever they're getting up to together might go unspoken between them, but not with me. I decided that being honest was the best way of doing things. "It turns me on. I still don't know if I have the words to explain it, but the way you two act together is such a turn on. I think I know how you feel about her."

"You're fucking with me."

"I'm not," I said, sitting up a little. His head slid down my body until it rested on my thighs and he was able to look up at me. My fingers never stopped tracing his skin. "I'm completely serious. It turns me on, just like it turns you on when she's sitting on your knee or you're spanking her while making dinner."

His face dropped, and his next few breaths sounded laboured. "Spanking her while making dinner." he repeated, and I could only smile down at him.

"Are you going to deny it?"

"Nope," he said, his skin not as flush as I might expect it to be. "She doesn't exactly hide it, does she?"

"You were the one doing the spanking."

"Well I know, yeah, but..."

"You can't play innocent with me, Joshua."

"I'm not playing innocent," he whispered. I could still faintly hear the running water of the shower. "I give it back but she started it. I didn't think she would do it in front of you. I can't believe I am talking about this."

"What is this?" I asked. "What exactly are you two doing?"

"I don't know. We're just touchy. We've never talked about it. She just started getting closer to me and things changed between us. I said she broke out of her shell but didn't include the part about me. I thought maybe she wanted something or maybe she just needed the affection, but she never took it any further and then I moved away and started to see her less."

"What if she did try and take it further?"

"Then or now?" he asked as my fingers traced along his jaw. I liked that he was being honest with me. I thought it might take some more prying before he started to open up.

"Either."

"I really can't believe you're calling us out like this. You're really not freaked out by this?"

"I said what I said. I think it's really hot. That's a surprise to me as well but it is what it is and nothing is going to change that. Answer my question."

"I used to feel guilty about dad but I was 18 and she was making these moves on me and if she crossed the line then I probably would have done it. Things are different now. I thought the time apart would change things but I guess not. She still needs that touch and affection."

"You're into each other. Might be time to talk about it."

He sat up, finally breaking the miniature massage I had been giving him. "This is the type of thing you just don't talk about. Things change."

"You're talking about it now and you seem comfortable accepting your feelings for her. What changed? What's different?"

"Well, you for one."

"What does that mean?" I asked. He hesitated. It almost sounded like a declaration of something. We're not together and we've never planned to be, so how could I possibly be in the way? I decided not to push him on it. I was focused on them. "I've talked to her about it, but only when she's been drunk."

"What did she say?" he interrupted. "You're really into this."

"I'm playing both sides," I said, falling into a giggle that seemed to lighten the tension for the first time since I brought this topic up. "She said stuff when she was drunk so it doesn't count. I've got more investigating to do."

Josh stood, reacting to the sound of the shower going quiet. "This is very stressful, you know?" he moaned.

"I wouldn't have been as honest as you were if you came at me like this. I think you handled it well, for what it's worth."

"I suppose it's nice to finally talk about it," he said, leaning against my chest of drawers and relaxing himself before facing his mother again. "It's been rattling around my head for a couple of years. You don't think I'm weird and that makes you weird too."

I slid off the bed and approached him, wrapping my arms around his waist and pressing my head into his chest. I listened to his heartbeat for a few seconds, before looking up and into his eyes. "I'm surprised by how it makes me feel too. You clearly have feelings for each other and now you get to choose between keeping it exactly how it is or taking the next step. It's up to you though. I'm fascinated by it so I want to keep exploring but I wouldn't do it without your permission. If you want to forget about this we can ride out the storm until she goes back home, but if you want me to talk to her again then I'll do it."

He leaned down to kiss me, just a few gentle pecks, before bringing his hands to my arms and giving them a rub up and down. "Maybe a little more investigation," he eventually said. "Even though it can't lead to anything, it would be nice to know what this was actually all about."

"I'll get some answers." I said, though I was starting to believe very strongly that it could lead to something, and that pretending otherwise was nonsensical.

I felt like the conversation went well, even if his answers leaned towards the physical more than the emotional. He was attracted to her, whereas she clearly suggested she was in love with him. Maria called out for us soon after and we left my room to spend some more time with her, with a new tension lingering over us.

Maria had stayed braless after her shower, and Josh did his best not to look, especially now knowing I was onto him. I was only free for about twenty minutes when I got a call from my boss, who needed me to lock in for a few hours. Putting off my work as much as possible had been a rare treat, but it was coming back to haunt me. I spent the afternoon in my room working through some files, but my mind never strayed from what they might be up to, and how touchy it gets when I'm not around.

When I finally made my escape they were in the process of cooking dinner. I enjoyed a warm shower, before returning to them to eat. The mood seemed normal, but I was already preparing for another late night with Maria. After dinner I decided a glass of wine for courage and good luck was worthwhile, and Maria attempted to join me. It was then that I made my first move. I was pouring my glass when she placed hers alongside it, but I just shook my head.

"Not tonight," I said, a little uncomfortable with my position of power but certain I was doing it for the right reasons. "Are we staying up late for girl talk?"

"Not without a glass to keep me warm." Maria said, still smiling but starting to lose that when I shook my head again. "What's the problem?"

"You've been saying some things when we drink. Do you remember?"

Her face dropped fully, but she did manage to nod. "I remember enough."

"If you keep telling me after a few glasses of wine then I'm going to ignore you, but if you tell me completely sober then I'll help you. It's your call." I said, making my point crystal clear and leaving her with the bottle and her glass and a decision to make. A couple of minutes later she joined us with a glass of orange juice.

We decided to watch a movie, but Josh put me between him and his mother on the sofa, so there was no cuddling to watch and enjoy. I kept glancing her way, and she would look back and the corners of her mouth would nervously try to smile. We were both wishing the minutes away, begging for the move to end and Josh to take an early night. He was up and down throughout the film enjoying his cans of lager and seemed suitably tired when the credits rolled.

"Staying up late with the girls?" I asked him when he returned from another bathroom break. He seemed to get the message, downed the rest of his drink and told us about a meeting he had early the next morning. When it was just me and his mother, the first thing we did was laugh.

"Girls night is becoming a little problematic," Maria joked.

"There seems to be something in the air since you got here," I teased right back.

She looked sheepish, but was surprisingly quick to accept the blame even though I was only joking. "I shouldn't have acted the way I do around you. It was really weird of me. I shouldn't act this way at all, but it's hard to stop."

"I'm only kidding with you. I've loved having you here and if it makes you feel better then I've loved whatever the hell is actually going on as well."

"What is going on?" Maria asked.

"You tell me." I said, standing firm. I didn't want to remind her of what she said the previous night. I wanted her to tell me.

Maria sighed, crossing one leg over the other as she turned to face me on the sofa. "I just want to be honest. I told you I loved him, didn't I?"

"You did," I said, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. It was important for me to stress my support and fascination with their feelings for one another, at least to try and make them feel more comfortable as they opened up. "It's really hot."

Maria pulled a face at me, before running a hand up her face and through her hair. "It is really hot," she giggled, before sighing again. She seemed completely lost between the satisfaction and stress of finally letting this all out. Similar to her son in many ways, but with a little more trepidation. "I should have gotten over this a long time ago. How on earth did you get into this?"

"I didn't," I argued, before relenting slightly. "Or I guess I did. It just so happened to be this week because of you. You both made it pretty obvious. You got so excited when we talked about sex and the way you touch each other. It's crazy."

"It is crazy. I am crazy. You shouldn't be getting yourself wrapped up in it."

"Too late. Now tell me exactly how you feel and don't spare me the details because you chose not to drink tonight which means we're going to do something about this."

"I'm still not allowed to drink?" she asked, and I just shook my head. "I fell for him a couple of years ago. I don't know. I never thought I would be like this. He grew into a man when I was at my lowest and he seemed to notice the sadness and the loneliness in me. He stepped up and we got closer and occasionally he would show me these little moments of tenderness and it started to have an impact on me. It turned me on. He felt like the man of the house, and he was looking after me and my body was reacting to that. I started to fall for him and nothing could stop it."

"Do you think he could tell?" I asked.

"He knew something changed."

"Did you plan to do anything about it?"

"I don't think so. I just kept chasing that extra high, the next touch or some new boundary we could cross without going too far and actually committing the crime. He went on a couple of dates with this girl back then. She was a nice girl, pretty as well and she looked quite similar to me. We had the same hair colour and the same face shape, similar proportions in the body. It felt like he was attracted to me. That's how my body saw it anyway. I was so jealous of her. Do you want to know something else?"

"Is it something to do with us looking alike?" I asked. It was a thought that had crossed my mind a few times since I cottoned onto the differences in their relationship.

She laughed again. "So I'm only partially crazy. You see it as well."

It was quite obvious. Maria and I share the same brunette hair, and it's styled similarly as well. Mine passes the shoulder by an inch, with hers cut slightly shorter. We both have heart shaped faces, brown eyes and pouty lips. I'm a little taller than her and have the slightly bigger boobs, but we share pear shaped bodies on smaller frames, with most of our curves coming from the hips down. Josh looks a lot more like his dad, so it wouldn't be crazy for a stranger to assume I was her daughter and he was the roommate. Finding out I wasn't his first mum lookalike hookup was the cherry on the cake.

"I think he has a type, and it comes back to how he felt about you back then," I said, and she smirked. "He still has a thing for you now."

"How do you know that?"

"Do you think you're the only person getting this kind of interrogation out of me?" I said. Her eyes popped in surprise. "I'll tell you the same thing I told him. I'm playing both sides. You both have something for the other, and it's time to figure out exactly what that is."

Maria got to her feet, pacing towards the window and taking a moment to herself. "It seems like I got trapped inside with the only person who can actually make me do something about all this," she said, before nodding for me to join her.

I lifted myself off the sofa and met her at the window, opening the curtains so we could step through them and look out at the winter wonderland surrounding us. I had spent so much of my time focused on their bond and my own fascination with it that the fact we were locked inside by the weather had started to slip me by. I had stopped paying attention to the snowfall and the forecast. I didn't want this to come to an end and I was hiding from any evidence that we would soon be allowed back into the real world.

"You like him too, right?" she asked. "He's in love with you."

"I do," I answered. "How do you know that?"

"I just know. We talk about you when you're not around. He hasn't said it yet but it's obvious."

With all the truth being spilled, it seemed silly for me to doubt her. If she knew he loved me then I was going to believe her. "Can I ask you something?" I asked, and she nodded. "Why does it feel like you've been pushing us together this week?"

"Because you make each other happy," Maria answered.

"But the things you two do, the touching and all that. That's continued as well."

"I thought it was best to stop it. I didn't want to do it in front of you. I just wanted him to admit he liked you and then if he found himself a girl who I liked and admired then I would have no choice but to stop, because I wouldn't want to hurt you or how happy you make each other. Josh finding love seemed like my best chance of stopping."

It was probably the answer I expected, though my own perspective differed. The idea of a relationship for Josh was the end point for her fixation with him, but I couldn't escape the idea that it gave them the perfect cover. I wanted him. I wanted them together. Why couldn't I have both?

"I would share him with you," I said plainly. "If we were together, what's stopping you from having fun? I'm not really the jealous type."

Maria took a long look at me, and in the end I couldn't hold eye contact and returned my gaze to the outside world. I sighed when I looked in the direction of my car, which was still an annoying problem for another day. It was an unfortunate time to be reminded of that.

"Why are you doing this for me?" she asked. Her voice was gentle, the two of us focused on the outside world as we spoke.

"Because you both deserve to make these dreams you've had a reality."

"I thought this was my chance to give it up. I came here despite the weather to push you two together. If I could keep my hands to myself you never would have known a thing. I'm really glad that didn't happen, because I do want this. I do want to have sex with him."

My heart was pounding as she made her declaration. There was chills running all over my body, and everything felt like it was tingling in some way or another. I don't know what had come over me these last few days. I could have ignored it, but their affection for one another lit a fire inside me. It felt almost inevitable that it would happen now. They had both been so honest with me that it almost felt too easy. That only made it more obvious how much they had wanted it.

"We could always go and wake him up right now." I said, but she wasn't having any of it.

"No." she said quickly, turning to me. "He was drinking. You were right to keep me off it."

We both laughed as our eyes met again. "Tomorrow it is," I said. It didn't sound like a suggestion. "I might go to bed then. I want tomorrow to be here quicker. I'll sleep out here if you want my room."

"Oh no, don't worry," Maria said. She followed me back out from behind the curtains and sat herself down on the sofa. "I've quite enjoyed this spot the last couple of nights. I like looking out the window when I wake up in the middle of the night."

"Okay, sounds good," I said, but the idea of parting with her so suddenly after such an intense conversation felt a little unfair. "How are you feeling?"

The question lingered in the air for a little while, long enough that I almost repeated it. "I'm happy," she finally answered. "I just want to be a good mum. That is still the most important thing. That is still my priority."

"That won't change. Everything else is just a bonus."

"It's not selfish to want more, is it?" she asked.

"I don't think so. Not when it's mutual. You love each other so much."

She smiled at me and then we did part ways with a goodnight. I cleaned myself up in the bathroom and then waved her way one last time before slipping into my room. I lay in bed worrying for a while, because I was clearly overstepping to some degree. As much as they might have wanted it, it would never have gotten this close without me. Maybe I should have stayed out of it. Maybe one day they will resent me for getting involved. Those fears were completely rational, but something told me that we could do this together. Maybe it can only work this way. Maybe it will be the best thing any of us could have ever imagined.

**

Maria woke me up with a loud knock. I slept so well and it was an abrupt ending. She rushed into my room and slammed the door behind her. I was still mostly out of it as she started apologising. "Is everything okay?" I mumbled, eyes hazy as I tried to focus on her.

"I'm so sorry Aria," she said, looking over at me and then giggling to herself. "I heard him getting out of bed and I was too scared to face him without you."

I forced out a slight laugh when any worry dissipated. I stretched myself out and yawned as my body brought itself back to life. "What do you need me for?" I said. "I did my part. The rest is up to you. Go tell him how you feel."

"Oh no, madam, you cannot do me like that. We're a team. You said you would share and that means you're helping me with everything else."

Her tone was light and fun and she sat on the edge of my bed and pushed her palms into the side of the mattress either side of her in a playful huff as I laughed at her. "Someone is in a good mood. Expecting to have some fun today?" I teased.

"You don't know how crazy I feel. I didn't sleep much. I am so fucking horny."

My jaw dropped and then I laughed again. This was so exciting. I still couldn't believe the mess we had gotten ourselves into but hearing it spelled out in that way was even more exciting than I could explain. "What do you want to do?" I asked.

"I don't know. Make sure he's ready and he knows our talk last night went well. I presume he knows it was going to happen?" she asked, and I nodded. "You really are playing both sides."

"That's why I never lose," I interrupted, and she pouted at me. "And then what?"

"If he is ready, bring him to me." she purred. She seemed confident. Not confident enough to face him alone but certain in how she felt and what that could lead to.

"And then what?" I asked again.

"We will talk." she said firmly. "After that... we will see."

I pushed myself up off the bed, stretching one more time when I got to my feet. "Let a girl brush her teeth first." I muttered, and she laughed.

Before I could leave the room she grabbed my attention one last time. "I can see why he loves you so much. I can't thank you enough." she half-whispered. I smiled back and left her behind.

I went to the bathroom first and woke myself up with some cold water to the face. After using the toilet and brushing my teeth, destiny awaited. Josh was in the kitchen making himself some breakfast. "Morning." he said as I joined him.

I felt like I had been pretty blunt up until this point. I expected honesty from them and I got it. I asked for answers and explanations in a way that probably lacked patience, but it seemed to be working. I wasn't interested in changing that now.

"I spoke to your mother last night," I said, and he quickly turned my way. "You two need to talk about this. She's in my room waiting for you."

"Are you serious?" he asked, and my expression must have answered for him. "What did she say?"

"Find out from her. You both want this. I knew that before last night." I said. He seemed to have forgotten about the bowl of cereal he had been pouring. I took the milk from the side and put it back into the fridge.

"I can't go in there."

"Yes you can. I'll come with you. Just talk it out and decide what's possible."

He took a deep breath and shook his arms out. He had gotten tense and was trying to loosen himself up again. "How the fuck has this happened?"

"I don't know," I giggled. "Maybe I'm the crazy one. I just couldn't take my eyes off you two together. You two are innocent. Just talk to her and see how you both feel."

He seemed to calm himself after that, even if his eyes were still staring off into some unknown distance. "Now?" he asked, and I nodded.

"Right now. Let's go." I answered, and the momentary stroll back to my room began.

I entered first, smirking as Maria fumbled around repositioning herself on the bottom of my bed before his arrival. Her legs were together at first, and then she crossed them before uncrossing them and standing up. Despite that, she didn't look quite as overwhelmed as he did when I turned back his way and tried not to laugh at him.

They stood face to face, a couple of metres apart. I was halfway between them and a little off to the side. It was quiet for a short while as my eyes moved from one to the other. Three hearts were probably pounding and if mine was beating out of my chest it was hard to fathom how theirs must be feeling.

"I have feelings for you," Josh said suddenly, surprising me and his mother. I didn't know where to look next, darting back and forth and trying to take in every movement and expression they could offer me. "I have for a long time. I don't know how else to--"

"Fuck me." Maria interrupted him. I turned to her instantly, my stomach doing cartwheels as she shocked everyone in the room including herself. "I want you to fuck me."

"Are you sure?" Josh asked, and his mother nodded. They knew what they wanted. They didn't need me at all.

Josh burst forward in the blink of an eye, his arms wrapping around the low of Maria's back as he lifted her up and off her feet. I stood there frozen as their bodies and then lips pressed together. Mother and son shared a first passionate kiss. I couldn't take my eyes off them, watching every second as years of desire erupted between them. I had never seen anything quite like it in my life.

Slowly Maria was lowered back to the floor as her son leaned down into their frenzied kiss. I watched as tongue slipped out of their mouths in the mayhem, playing peekaboo with me as they grunted and moaned into the other's warmth. I followed their hands as they started to explore. Maria's moved up her son's chest, her fingernails tracing nervously up his neck and jaw before holding his face as they kissed. Josh rubbed up his mother's back and then back down her arms. He met the skin of her waist as her shirt rode up her midriff, before curving back around to the low of her back. He worked up the courage to push on, one hand at a time squeezing her bum.

I was completely enamoured, but I knew that I had to leave before too long. Bringing them together was an incredible feeling, but it was time to leave and let them explore this new aspect of their relationship in private.

I only took one step before the kiss broke for the first time. Their eyes met and held like that for a second, and then Maria looked my way. She was breathing heavily, her face was red and I could almost see the emotion welling up in her eyes. She turned back to kiss him again, their noses pressing together as their tongues started to dance for the second time.

It was so hard to leave. I was drunk on them, desperate to drink in every moment that I could. But when Josh reached for the hem of her shirt and started to lift it up her body, it felt as if the line between helping them and perving on them was about to be crossed. It took a lot to drag my body out of that room but I managed it, until a voice called out for me.

"Aria," said Maria. I turned back to see Josh had been successful in removing her top. I glanced at her boobs and then moved my gaze between the two of them, who were both looking my way. I felt a little guilty about distracting them, not least of all because Josh's first moments with his mother's tits were being stolen from him. "Come here."

"I'll just leave you to it." I said, not wanting to waste any more of their time. I didn't want the hesitation to stop them, or give them second thoughts in any way.

"I want you to stay," she said. She reached out her hand and I shook my head. "You promised you would share him with me."

I scrunched up my face in shock and she stifled a laugh. "Not literally." I argued.

"Literally," she argued right back. "Please."

Suddenly I felt incredibly nervous. I never expected to be involved. She motioned again for me to come over, her hand still reaching out for mine. "I don't want to intrude." I said, trying once more to fight her off. I wanted to watch them together so desperately, but this seemed unfair. Their first time should be just them.

"I'm the one intruding. Come here," she said. I looked at Josh and then walked towards them, and took the hand she had been offering me. "Josh, tell Aria how you feel and ask her to be your girlfriend."

"Are you serious?" he asked. There was so much happening. I could understand his disbelief.

"I'm very serious," Maria said. All of this was happening with her boobs out. I kept looking at them. Josh looked at me and I couldn't imagine the thoughts going through his head. He declared his attraction to his mum, was on the brink of fucking her and she was now trying to give him a girlfriend and a threesome. "You two want to be together, yes?"

"Yeah."

"Yes."

We answered in unison. She was in charge and it would have been embarrassing to pretend otherwise.

"I have feelings for you too," Josh said and I couldn't stop myself from laughing. It started as a wheeze deep inside me. This was the best kind of mess. Josh started laughing as well. "This is the most insane 5 minutes of my life, by the way."

Maria looked at me, as if she was expecting me to speak next. "I'm killing the vibe so much. I fancy you too!" I almost yelled, before she used her grip on my hand to pull me in a step closer.

"You want to make it official?" he asked, and my heart did swell. My feelings for him were so strong and we probably should have gotten together a long time ago but now it was becoming real in the craziest of circumstances, with his mum being a physical and emotional part of our relationship. I nodded shyly, and he smiled back. We weren't usually like this together, but she and her boobs were an intimidating presence.

"Now that's settled, kiss her." Maria said, and Josh leaned in without hesitation. Our first kiss as a couple, while his mum held my hand. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment, his tongue sharing some of her taste with me. He gave my bum a squeeze as the tension of intruding dissipated and I began to accept my involvement and revel in the chaos.

I helped guide Josh back to his mum, and their lips met again. I watched as he finally reached to grab one of her boobs, giving it a squeeze and trapping her nipples between forefinger and thumb. I watched her closed eye twitch as he pinched her sensitive bud, before her free hand slipped inside his shorts. He groaned when she took him in her hands, before kissing down her jaw and neck and towards her chest. He took her free nipple into his mouth as my knickers flooded in excitement.

I finally showed some initiative and helped push his shorts down his legs, kicking them away after he stepped out of them. Maria jerked his shaft gently, looking down as his cock grew in her hands. "Oh wow," she said, almost under her breath. I can't imagine what it must have felt like to have her son's dick in her hand. She had wanted it for a long time, and she had to deal with the guilt of knowing it was considered wrong is most corners of society. She came here to give it up forever and now found herself on the brink of making it reality. "Are you going to fuck me, baby?" she said, and he broke from sucking on her perfect little tits and started to nod his head.

"I'm going to fuck you right now." he answered, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of her shorts at both hips and pushing them down her legs. She wasn't wearing any underwear and was now completely naked in my room. After Josh took off his t-shirt a moment later, I was the only person wearing any clothes.

They kissed once more, hands exploring more than ever as they grew in desperation to touch and hold and caress any part of the other that they could. Josh took her bare arse cheeks in his hands and jiggled them for my viewing pleasure. His cock was caught between their bodies, pressed against her stomach and pointing at the ceiling.

"Actually I'm going to fuck you, sweetie," Maria insisted, guiding him to swap places with her so it was him with his back to the bed. She pushed him onto the mattress and straddled one of his legs. She took his dick back into her hand and jerked him off gently. "I'm sorry I led you on for so long."

"It was worth the wait," he assured her.

I watched as she climbed onto his lap and they shuffled further up the bed. She leaned forward and kissed him, her arse poking up into the air. I couldn't help but stare. Their bodies looked incredible together, naked and writhing as they stood at the precipice of making love. Her pink pussy glistened with her sweet nectar. I didn't want to be frozen anymore. I was nervous and stunned by my inclusion, but they were my priority and if she had to keep coddling me, it was only going to slow them down.

I made my move and approached the bed, kneeling on the edge and taking his cock in my hand. They broke their kiss, looking my way as I guided his cock towards her waiting lips. Maria sat up and pushed back against my grip, teasing him in her warmth, before nodding when she was ready. I pressed his cockhead to her opening and pushed him inside, and she slipped down inch after inch until she was almost at the base and I had to pull my hand away.

"Jesus Christ," Maria said, eyes closed, mouth open and staring up at the ceiling. I climbed fully onto the bed and kneeled alongside them. She revelled in the moment before taking a few deep breaths and composing herself. Josh moved his hands to her hips, before looking at me and trying to find any expression that made sense. None of us knew how to genuinely process what was happening. Maria moved one hand to his chest, before taking hold of mine again with the other. She started to push herself up his length, before falling back down. "Josh, it feels so good. It feels so good, baby."

Maria squeezed my hand tightly as she started to ride her son, the pleasure passing through her and into me as chills as she reacted to the feeling. She was slow and controlled at first, but it didn't last too long. She took every inch of him effortlessly, her riding quickly becoming a rhythmic bouncing up and down his shaft. Josh explored her body as she worked her magic, hands kneading into her bouncing tits before he squeezed and then spanked her arse. She let out a playful squeal when he did, and the intensity only grew from there.

I squirmed in my spot alongside as the fire of their taboo love engulfed me. She rode and bounced on his dick for long minutes but never let go of my hand for a second of it. She moaned louder and louder as she grew in confidence, tossing aside any nerves she started with. Josh would pull his mother down to his level to kiss her or suck on her tits, pounding her from below as her arse was lifted off his lap, his balls slapping into her as he filled her with every inch.

"I can't believe this is happening," Maria said, ending a long period of no talking. She started grinding into his lap, keeping him sheathed inside her as she rolled her hips back and forth against him. "I'm glad we waited until Aria trained you."

Josh laughed, thrusting upwards in response and making his mother jump. "She's a good teacher."

"I just can't believe you're cheating on me already. We've only been together for 15 minutes." I teased, and the two of them giggled back.

"This was basically your idea!" he argued back, and I shrugged my shoulders.

Maria lifted herself up his cock a few more times, cursing under her breath as she did. Then she slipped off him entirely, rolling onto her hip beside him and grinning at me. "Your turn," she said. I pouted and she only grinned wider. "Come on, it's not sharing if you're only watching."

"But I'm shy." I said, clambering back to my feet.

"No you're not." Josh chimed in, and he was much more honest than me. I glared back at him.

"She's only shy in front of her mother-in-law," Maria joked, getting to her feet and clawing at the bottom of my vest top. "Get it off."

She wasn't pushing me too hard, so she didn't quite lift the top off me herself, but she did help when I started doing it. I wasn't wearing a bra either, given I had no time to change after she woke me up. I covered my boobs with my forearms, hands together at the top of my chest. Josh got to his feet and kissed me, moving my arms away as he did so. I wrapped my tongue around his, letting myself grow into the experience. His hands pressed my tits together, and he pinched my nipples just as he did with hers.

"The first thing I said to you was how gorgeous you are and how it's obvious why he likes you," Maria said. They were wearing a lot more layers then. Her hands went into my pants at the hips and she dragged them down my legs. My knickers got caught at the thigh, so she returned for them and took them the rest of the way. I had developed a little crush on her after I first saw her in those little shorts. I couldn't believe she was now undressing me so her son could fuck me. "I had my suspicions about you two. I was a little bit jealous of you then. But now, with the way you have changed our lives forever... I will adore you for the rest of my life. Now get on that bed."

I followed her order, climbing onto the edge of the bed. Josh followed close behind, his cock poking into my bum. The feeling of him close behind me like that made the position decision before me. After my knees hit the mattress I pushed myself back against him, his cockhead sliding along my wet folds before slipping between my thighs. He got the message and took his length, pressing quickly against my slit and pushing inside me.

I leaned down on my elbows and arched my back for him as he started to pummel me, his hands holding tightly onto my hips as he pulled me back into his waist to match each thrust. Maria sat next to me and grabbed hold of my hand again. At all times we were connected and I really began to appreciate this shared intimacy. My pussy throbbed around my boyfriend's cock, the wet sound of his pounding filling the room.

"Good boy." she teased him, and he fucked me harder as if that was what those words meant.

The tease continued, but this time it was him fucking with me. He fucked me with long strokes, slowing down with each pass until only the tip of his dick was inside me. He wanted me to chase after him and put in the work to reclaim every inch. I started to throw it back, pushing into the mattress until I was sliding back along his cock. My arse slammed into his hips as he grunted and tried to stand up firm to the pressure, and I watched him over my shoulder as he began leaving firm smacks on my arse as my entire lower half shook at the impact.

Maria flipped over and joined me in place, her right thigh and hip pressed against my left side. She looked at me and giggled at my expression, which must have been cock drunk at the very least. "Swap places," I called out to Josh, looking to put her in the same frame of mind. He listened and pulled out of me, before taking a step over and slipping back inside his mother. She moaned as he bottomed out, her upper half going limp as her cheek hit the mattress. I matched the position she was in, facing her and watching her face contort with each thrust of his cock. "Good boy." I said, echoing her earlier tease.

He didn't leave me waiting for long, slipping his fingers inside me as he fucked her. He used two fingers on me, keeping me on edge until he was ready to fuck me again. Maria moaned with each thrust. She was louder than me. It was quite exciting to hear the desperate moaning of another woman. I was never afraid of the prospect of a threesome, but never expected to have one. Every noise she made was intoxicating.

Josh fucked us relentlessly for a while, spending a few minutes inside me before transferring across to his mother. With each pass it felt like we grew more insatiable, any pretense of class long gone when we were drooling into the bed sheets. His routine only changed when Maria begged for release, announcing her orgasm was close. I sat up and turned their way to enjoy the spectacle.

Josh pistoned in and out of her with force, fucking her until her body went limp and she fell flat on the bed. She squeezed my hand tightly as her entire body shook in pleasure. The lower she got, the more he had to lean over to keep up the rhythm. Doggy became prone bone as he climbed on top of her, hands on the mattress either side of her waist as he drilled her sopping wet pussy. "Just like that," she wailed. "Oh fuck, Josh. I'm so close."

Her voice was laboured and her skin growing redder as she shrieked her way to orgasm. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me," she begged as she rode the wave, and her son never relented. He filled her until she could take no more, our hands unlinked and she grabbed his wrist to stop him. He bottomed out inside her, kissed the back of her neck and around until he was against her cheek, told her that he loved her and lifted himself out of her molten depths.

Maria rolled straight onto her back, chest heaving as she came back down to earth. I admired every inch of her naked body as she bathed in the afterglow. I knew she had gone a long time without sex and I knew how much she wanted her son. I knew even better than that how certain she was that it would never actually happen. With her fantasies come to life, it must have been the greatest orgasm of her life.

Josh lay in between our bodies and I wanked him off casually as we waited for her to come back to life. I still don't think we knew exactly what to say to each other. "I'm supposed to be in a meeting right now," he said, and we both just laughed. He jumped up and fished his phone out of his discarded shorts pocket, standing at the foot of the bed as he text one of his colleagues an excuse for his no show.

I slithered a little closer to Maria, who tilted her head to look my way. "Still alive?" I joked, and she nodded.

"I've never felt like this before," she whispered, our conversation hidden from his ears. "Thank you, Aria."

"You just needed a little push."

"I really want to suck his dick," she said, and I wheezed at the sudden change in tone. "Will you show me how he likes it?"

I was chewing on my bottom lip in excitement as I agreed. Maria was reborn, getting back up and crawling to the bottom of the bed. She sat on the edge and took his dick in her hands, jerking along the full length. Josh looked down at her, briefly distracted from his phone. "Sorry, just explaining my no show to work," he muttered, pained to take his eyes off his mum as she played with him.

"Are you telling the truth?" she teased, her thumb twirling around the head of his cock.

"In excruciating detail," he answered. Maria seemed to hesitate for a moment but then leaned forward and took the head of his cock in her mouth, completely removing any interest he had in his phone. He looked down at his mother's beautiful eyes as she engulfed him in her mouth for the first time, and decided there was a better time to apologise. He tossed his phone onto the bed. "Never mind."

Maria quickly spat him out of her mouth, her mission accomplished. "Sit down," she said, taking my hand and dragging me with her as she got to her feet, and just as quickly got to her knees. We squeezed in between his parted legs, thigh to thigh as we gazed up at him. He dug his hands into the mattress behind him, sitting up and admiring the view, an expression of desperation growing on his face as he waited for her to consume him again.

She reached out to take him back in her hand, before leaning in and kissing the head a few times. The room was near silent but for the smacking of her lips and the heavy breathing of her prey. She enveloped the head again with tight lips. I could see the suction in her cheeks as she sucked on him and could only guess the work her tongue was doing on the inside from the deep moans escaping from her son. She slurped up and down a few inches of his cock, her hands following the same rhythm as they slid up and down the remainder of his shaft.

She withdrew from his dick, a long string of spit connecting them momentarily as she sat back on her heels. "Fuck me," she said, desperate and hungry. She took him in once more, moaning into each bob of her head as she started putting on more of a show, her eyes fixed on him as she melted around his length. With one final pop, she aimed his cock my way. "Take over for a minute, gorgeous." she said, clawing her way up his body to kiss him. She straddled a thigh and met him in a passionate clinch, their kiss wet and loud and intoxicating.

It lit another fire inside me, on top of all those already burning. I took his cock in my mouth and swirled my tongue around the head, my eyes open and fixated on them. The desperation in her need to kiss him once more, how incredible it looked as she was held in his arms and the sheer emotion in her voice when she croaked out her next words. "I wanted this so much, baby. I can't believe it's really happening," she said, her voice wobbling a couple of times. They kissed again, before he pulled her in tight to his body and lifted her up, sucking on her tits as she ran her hands through his hair. When she turned back to watch me, her eyes were full of unspilled tears.

She focused on me then, her face moving only in reaction to his teasing of her nipples, and then the use of some of his fingers between her legs. Her neck seemed to move with mine, as if she was sucking his dick with me. I was hands free and on all fours, sucking tightly on his cock so it wouldn't slip free of my grasp. If it did then I would chase after it with my lips only, sucking him back in and pushing deeper down his shaft.

Maria moaned into a couple more kisses once she forced him off nipples growing in sensitivity, before falling back onto her knees to join me. Her eyes were fierce and locked on mine. I spit him out of my mouth and guided him back her way, and she claimed him once more. I kept hold of the base of his shaft as she slurped him up. From there I could control her a little more and follow the comment she had made earlier about showing her what he likes.

I pulled on his dick until it slipped out of her mouth and then lay it back against his lower stomach. I moved in to suck on his balls, licking the sack and sucking one into my mouth, before letting it fall back into place. I nodded at her and she got the message, diving into his balls and smothering them with kisses and licks, before sucking even more roughly on both of his now surely aching balls.

On my next pass I licked from the base of his shaft up to the head. I was deliberately slow, leaving a trail of hot breath along the underside of his cock as I made the journey upwards. I retreated to hand control back her way, but she was just smirking at me. "Do it again," she said, and I followed her instruction. I repeated my trail up every throbbing inch of him, flapping my tongue against the head before pulling back. "One more." she whispered and on my final pass she moved in to suck on his balls again as my tongue slithered up his length. He groaned when both of us used our mouths on him at the same time.

After my third pass, she moved from his balls to the base of his shaft, starting her own journey to his bulging cockhead. I massaged his balls in my hands as she worked, unwilling to give up my view of her performance too early. She repeated the action a few times, tormenting him with her patient slalom up his shaft before she left kisses and licks all over the head as an apology. We started to swap him back and forth. I would lick up him a couple of times, and then she would take over. It got to the point we were doing it one at a time, and my tongue was ready to replace hers the second she broke contact.

"This is fucking insane," Josh said, his expression a blend of so many emotions. "Both of you together. Please."

We agreed to his desires silently, our hands reconnecting around the base of his cock as we started licking up the shaft together. We quickly centered our focus on the head, our tongues working together to drive him even closer to insanity. I bathed in the feeling of sharing a cock so intimately for the first time in my life. I shivered at the feeling of her warm breath on me when we passed ever so closely by each other. I savoured in the wet sounds of her tongue flapping against his sensitivities, or the little moans she would let out as she took the head in her mouth or slathered him in more of her sticky saliva. I tasted her on his skin, and then felt her tongue on mine a few times as we wrapped ourselves in knots trying to cover every inch of him in pleasure.

When he fell back onto the bed she frowned at the loss of eye contact with her boy but then focused that attention on me. We danced together around his cockhead, staring into each other's eyes as we swapped between wrapping our lips around the head and bobbing up and down before switching back to leaving gentle kisses all over.

"I'm going to cum soon," he said, approaching his end.

"Okay, baby." Maria replied, but I wasn't having any of that.

"He should finish with you. He can manage a little bit more." I argued, and he seemed to agree.

He pulled his mother up to her feet as he climbed onto his own. He lifted her to kiss her before carrying her onto the bed. She squealed excitedly as she hit the mattress, her legs split and son holding his cock against her opening before she could catch another breath. She wrapped her arms and legs around him as he pushed inside her, moaning his name as he bottomed out and gave her one last ravenous kiss before starting to fill her with long, hard strokes.

He was relentless, grunting like a maniac as he expelled everything he had left. I climbed onto the bed and kneeled beside them, watching his cock slide in and out of her between their bodies with each flex of his muscles. A loud smacking sound filled the room as he picked up the pace even more, her tits bouncing hypnotically as she started screaming in ecstasy. Maria held onto my hand tightly as her son held off for just long enough that he could drive her to one more blissful orgasm before his own one took over.

"I'm coming again, sweetie. Oh, fuck me Josh. Fucking hell. Please never stop. Please never..." she moaned, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she rode another intense wave of orgasmic heaven. As soon as the waves had crashed, she flipped back the other way. "Come for me," she purred, holding onto her sons face with the one hand that wasn't crushing mine. Sweat dripped from his face onto her as he pistoned in and out of her. "Come for your mother."

I squirmed at the taboo in those words as he roared in orgasm, fucking her with a few last exhausted strokes as he filled her with his cum. He fell limp onto her body, and she held him tight against her before he rolled off to the side, one of her legs trapped beneath his body. They held onto each other and I watched with a full heart, but she wouldn't leave me alone for long. Maria dragged me onto the pile of bodies, making me a part of the aftercare cuddle. His cock slipped out of her as I was dragged between them. Maria kissed me on the shoulder as she snuggled into my body.

We stayed there for a little while, until labored breaths relaxed and heart rates returned to baseline. I was at least partially aware of the challenges that lay ahead, but no one can really prepare for the minutes after making the decision those two had made. The days and weeks that followed would be key. We would still be trapped inside for some of those, which helped calm some of my nerves.

Josh began to stir first, which was unlike him, but he was still on the naughty list at work. He sat on the edge of the bed and returned to his half written text message. I rolled to the bottom of the bed and started fishing through discarded clothes to find my pyjamas. "Why the fuck did this happen in my room, by the way?" I asked, and the two of them just started laughing.

After Josh finished his apology he put on his shorts and hovered near the doorway. "Stay with her for a little while," I whispered to him. I was dressed again and needed a drink and something to eat. "I'll start some breakfast. Just focus on her."

He nodded and I left them behind, taking a moment to recalibrate myself in the kitchen before doing anything. It was an overwhelming feeling to have played a hand in something so incredible and it was even more incredible to have been involved. I had only been awake for a couple of hours and it wasn't even midday yet, so we couldn't just go to bed and hide from what we did until the morning. Not to mention the fact Josh was now officially my boyfriend. Maria and I had been certain we could share, but the intensity and emotion in their familial bond was overpowering. I didn't know if I could match it and make him as happy as she did. I didn't want to worry about those things, but they lingered at the back of my mind.

I put some bacon and eggs in a frying pan and then forgot about them while I came to terms with the fact I couldn't really tell my best friend about any of this. I was further distracted when my door opened and I watched them both come out. Maria was wearing Josh's t-shirt. She smiled at me but they headed in the direction of the bathroom. A few minutes later they came back out, but stopped close to Josh's room. After a little talk they hugged and he left her to go inside alone. Then he approached me.

"She didn't sleep at all last night. She's going to try now, for a few hours at least," he said, stepping into the kitchen to take over breakfast production. I guess in some cases you can still just go to bed at this time and deal with the consequences later. "I don't really know what to say, other than that."

"Does she seem okay?" I asked, and he nodded firmly.

"She's a bit emotional but seems fine."

"Okay, we can see how she feels later. But yeah, I don't know what to say either."

It was a little tense. Josh put some bread in the toaster while I leaned over the countertop, pretending there was something worth doing on my phone. When breakfast was ready, he called me over to the dining room table. Eggs and bacon on toast. Simple, beautiful and well-earned after a mini marathon in bed.

"I'm going to put your bedding through the wash soon," he said, squirting some tomato sauce onto his plate for dunking purposes. I was going to make out it wasn't a big deal but he was a step ahead of me. "The... you know the... the cum sort of came back out of her and went everywhere."

He looked up at me as he finished and we both stifled a laugh for a second before breaking down. "In that case you better clean it!" I moaned, before pouting at him. "What the fuck did we just do?"

"You told me she just wanted to talk."

"I wasn't in on the sudden offer she made you. I thought you would have sex, but maybe later on. At least before she went back home."

"I can't believe that just happened. It was fucking crazy. I can't believe she actually did want to be with me that whole time. Even though I knew there was something going on. She just never did anything about it when things changed between us and it was easier to be deluded and pretend it didn't mean anything."

"I think it's the most incredible thing I've ever seen." I said, honestly. The two of them had more challenges to deal with than me, but the least I could do was tell the truth about what I saw when I was given the privilege of watching their love explode together. "For the record, we sort of agreed to share you but I didn't think she meant literally."

"I'm going to be brutally honest with you. I'm not mad it ended up being a threesome." he said, laughing. I frowned at him, but he kept teasing me. "Threesomes are pretty cool. If you get to do one with your mum and your girlfriend, you should try it."

"Girlfriend?" I repeated, but he was not messing about.

"Yeah, girlfriend. I didn't just say it to make her happy. It's pretty obvious how I feel about you. Unless you're breaking up with me."

I narrowed my eyes at him as he took a bite out of his breakfast. "I'm not. I want to be together as well, if we can make it work with this."

"I hope we can," he said, recognising that it might not be easy but it was something worth working towards. "When do you think I fell in love with you?" he asked, and my heart suddenly swelled. I didn't expect him to say it like that. It was just pure, unadulterated happiness making my chest pound.

"Dubrovnik." I guessed, and he shook his head.

"Few weeks before then. It was boiling hot, that day you had Simone and Kaya here. The first time I ever met them. I had a good laugh with everyone but spent most of the day just thinking about you. It wasn't like you were any different to usual. You're always everything I could possibly wish for, but that was the day I knew. I was just thinking how this is the absolute life and it couldn't get any better. I've spent every day since fuming about those stupid rules we put in place when we hooked up for the first time."

I wasn't prepared for a declaration of love quite like that. A lot of it mirrored exactly how I felt, and my lip quivered as I tried to remain composed. I was in love. "It was Dubrovnik for me. Second night on the beach."

"That was a nice one," Josh said. He had a little red in his face but he wasn't blushing as much as me. "The skirt you wore that day might have been another reason, to be honest."

"Your mum liked that one too," I teased right back. "I think we can make this work. I promised her I can share and I meant it. She wanted me to date you so she would feel selfish for continuing her thing with you, but to me it seems like the perfect cover. We can be together and there will always be room for her. She can visit whenever she wants and we can go see her as well. If we move abroad she will need to be patient but she will always get her fair share."

"I'm still coming to terms with everything I just saw and did but this isn't as stressful as I thought it would be."

"That's because I did all the work for you!" I said, and he let out a low, chesty laugh as he approached me and gave me a kiss. He welcomed in my tongue eagerly, pulling me off my chair and giving my bum a squeeze as he walked me across the room.

"I'm going to get a shower before this meeting with my boss that is going to include a telling off." he said, the bathroom in the direction he was leading me.

"I'll join you." I said, wanting to add to that kiss and spend a little more time with my boyfriend. I wouldn't get to play with him much. He needed a bit more recovery time, especially after an orgasm like that. Sometimes though it's fine to be selfish, and I knew there was a lot of playing with me he would be happy to do. He used his mouth to guide me to an intense orgasm under the fiery downpour, my hand over my mouth to ensure the screams wouldn't wake up his mum.

Josh changed my bedding before his meeting and I watched from behind his laptop as he was reprimanded for his no show, trying my best not to distract him. The look on his face told me it was worth it. Perhaps his boss would understand, but finding out didn't seem like a risk worth taking. We both sat on the sofa and got through bits of work, returning to something that resembled normality.

Maria slept for about 4 and a half hours. She looked nervous when she exited his room, but it didn't stop her from joining us. Josh and I had been given the chance to break the ice, and we worked our way through that conversation quite smoothly in the end. It didn't seem she was quite ready for that because we were only able to get through a little small talk before she decided to go and treat herself to a shower.

When she returned from that, back in the comfort of her own pyjamas, she grabbed my hand and pulled me away from her son silently. I got the message and waved back at him as she guided me to his bedroom.

"Is he okay?" she asked me. I jumped onto his bed and crossed my legs.

"Go and ask him." I answered, playing with her.

"It wasn't a dream, was it?"

"It was definitely real. Surprisingly real for me. You could have warned me first about a couple of things."

"I don't know what came over me. The second that he was in your room my entire body started screaming. I didn't want to wait any more. You gave me all the belief that I needed to do it and to be honest it seemed easier to talk about it after we did it. Does he seem okay?"

"Go and ask him!" I repeated from earlier. This time I really meant it. If you choose to fuck first and talk later, then you need to be prepared to talk when the fucking is done.

"Why did you try and escape?" she asked, not reacting to my non-answers.

"I didn't know I was taking part," I replied, incredulous.

"I always expected you to be there. I always want you to be there, every time we do it."

"Sounds like you two are expecting there to be more which is a good sign, but you should be able to enjoy your relationship in private sometimes. I don't need to be part of every second of it."

"You two will always be my priority," she said, trying to assure me. "It will never be me and him. It's you two plus me. I just need to make sure he is okay."

"Then go and ask him!" I said once more, jumping to my feet and taking her by the hand again. "Go out there and give him a hug and tell him how you feel. You just had the hottest fucking sex in human history, so go and own it instead of cowering away wondering if he is having second thoughts. You know he's not!"

Maria took a deep breath and nodded her head a few times, leaving just ahead of me and straight in the direction of her son. She was already holding her arms out as she approached him, giving him enough time to drop his laptop to his side. She jumped onto the sofa and fell into a hug, her voice muffled as she nestled into his body, his arms wrapping around her back and holding her tightly. "I just wanted to make sure you're okay," she said, the words just clear enough for me to make them out. "Sorry I was so awkward just then."

"It's okay," he said, rubbing his big hands up and down her back. "And I'm more than okay. How do you feel?"

She sat back on her heels as she knelt on the sofa. I returned to my spot and watched them. "I feel amazing. I don't think we need to worry. I think we did the right thing?" she said. Her tone was assured at first, but by the end it sounded almost like a question.

"There's no doubt about that, mum. We did the right thing. I wasn't worried for a second. We are better than we've ever been." he replied, providing the confidence she needed.

She smiled and it was a beautiful smile. The happiness was radiating off her. She settled into the sofa and rested her head against his arm, relaxing herself and returning briefly to that normality that only exists in everyday life. Sex happens and it can be intense and passionate and you can say the most x-rated things and act in a way that no one could believe you're capable of, but then it ends. You clean yourself up and put your clothes on and you're still just you. Until the next time they were intimate together, she was back to just being his mother.

"Sex is fun," Maria said, breaking the silence. "I'm glad I got to do it again."

"You're 44 years old mum. You weren't exactly in retirement." Josh teased.

"Oh my God, did you wash Aria's bedding?"

"It's all been replaced and washed."

"Good boy." she said. The little smile on Josh's face suggested he was never going to take being called a good boy the same ever again. "It was like a dream. I've never felt anything like that. You made me feel so special."

"You're talking like we did it as a favour. From what I remember you were pretty much in charge of what was happening," I said, and Maria pursed her lips and scrunched up her nose at me. "Mummy knows what she wanted."

Her jaw dropped and Josh started to laugh, until she gave him a smack on the thigh. "You are so naughty," she cried out, but she knew I was right. "I think I was in fight or flight."

"If you liked it so much then maybe we can do it again later on." Josh said, completely nonchalant as if it didn't leave his mother sucking on her bottom lip and squeezing her thighs together.

"I would like that." she whispered, the countdown to round 2 well underway.

It really was such a fun day. We talked about it a lot, but not all the time. The mood was so light and free and we just had a great time. I had gotten to know Maria well during her stay, but with the weight of the world off her back she opened up even more and let me see even more of herself.

The weather was starting to clear. There was no more snowfall left in the forecast, but a lot of snow and ice still to clear. We decided to wrap ourselves up and head out for a little bit. It was nice to feel some fresh air on my face again, given that was the only skin on me that was visible.

"Your car looks great." Josh said, and I growled back.

"I keep forgetting about that." I whined. The roof was visible, which was a nice change of pace.

We took a slow walk to the corner shop and thankfully found it open, topping up on a couple of things we were running low on. Maria would still be around for a couple of days, but probably not enough for the snow to clear and to start her sightseeing plans. I didn't think they would be very interested in leaving the flat anyway.

On the walk back Maria told me her preferred order of grandchildren and I promised her I would try my best if we ever decided to go down that route. Then Josh headshot me with a snowball and I told her it wasn't going to happen.

We ate dinner together and lazed around on the sofa but with each hour that passed we got further from the morning's breakthrough event and closer to Josh's promise that it would happen again. I could sense them getting more turned on, the tension in the room growing as their bodies gravitated closer together. I didn't know when the switch would be flicked, but I had made one decision. I wasn't going to get dragged into this one.

I couldn't shake the feeling that they should have an experience in private to explore their relationship and to revel in the journey they went on that brought them here. Maria wanted me there and that was so sweet because it was obvious she didn't want to centre herself above our relationship, but they deserved the chance to have some fun alone. The longer it went on with me always there, the harder it would be to convince them to do it without me at some point in the future.

When Maria went to the kitchen alone, I took my chance. "I think it's time for you to take him to bed," I said, helping her with a couple of dishes by the sink. "I want you to do it without me. Even if it's only this once, it's only fair."

"It's not fair. It's the three of us in this together," she argued. "I want you to be there."

"I'm not taking no for an answer on this one." I said, making it crystal clear to her. "You need some privacy and to stop worrying about me. Just have one night together at the very least, please?"

I knew she wanted to argue, but she nodded her head and reached out to give my hand a squeeze. "Only once. I mean it." she said, but I was fairly certain I could convince her again in the future under the right circumstances.

"Then go and get him." I said, and her eyes lit up like fire.

Her feet pitter-pattered across the floor as she ran at him, curving around the sofa to jump into his lap and straddle him. I could only see them from behind as I watched from the kitchen doorway. I watched as her hands wrapped around his neck and then scratched his scalp through his hair. Their kissing was quick and loud and it was clear she was grinding into his crotch. "Take me to bed." she growled, and he took her with him as he climbed to his feet, his hands under her thighs to keep her safe.

He spotted me as he turned. "Coming?" he asked, and I shook my head. Maria turned towards me and pressed her cheek into his, still not completely happy with my decision. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, go and have some fun without me." I said, and I think he understood.

He carried her towards his room, Maria pouting at me the whole way. "We'll try and keep it down." she said.

"Oh no. Josh, don't keep it down. You know I like it." I shouted their way, and he started to laugh as her eyes bulged out of her head. Of course my boyfriend knows the screams and moans of his other lovers were the reason I fucked him in the first place, and there's nothing I could want more than for him to recreate that with his own mother.

The door closed behind them, and then I was alone.

I was desperate to at least partially update my best friend on recent events. I couldn't tell her about the taboo, but I could tell her about the boyfriend. It was early in the morning for her, but the call needed to be made. Sara was so happy for us, even if she understood it would change the plans around my migration. I knew I was giving that up to love him, but it felt like the right decision. I took the call from the bathroom, as far away as I could get from any surprising noises echoing in the background.

Once she rushed off to work I settled back on the sofa. I wrapped myself up nice and warm and put in one earphone, leaving one empty so I could still hear the sounds emanating from Josh's bedroom. I watched a few videos, enjoying the brief solitude and the chance to decompress, but also squirming when her moans caught my attention. I was still so horny for them and parts of my body wanted to be in that room, my pussy purring as the sound of their bodies slamming together and her screams reverberated through the flat.

I closed my eyes and pictured what they might be doing. The way they kissed and stared into each other's eyes as they made love. The new positions they might try out. Had he gone down on her for the first time? Was she still in control, or had he wrestled it back? Was he fucking her the same way he fucked me, or finding she liked it a little differently?

Her moaning filled the air for hours. I told her his stamina was his specialty. We managed a long enough session that morning when he was coming off a few days of blue balls and the heightened emotion of fucking her for the first time. With an orgasm already in his system that day, he was going to be relentless. If she had any control to begin with, it was long gone.

I used the bathroom before planning to settle down in bed, getting a jumpscare when a naked Josh was waiting outside when I opened the door. "I need a wee or I'm going to die." he said, meaning this wasn't the end. He leaned over the toilet and tried his best to piss through a semi.

"Having fun?" I asked, sitting on the edge of the bath.

He was moaning in relief as he emptied his bladder. "It's insane. Could only be better if you were there," he said, cleaning his dick in the sink and then turning back to me. "You can still join in if you want."

I moved into his sweaty body, giving him a few gentle pecks as his dick pressed against my abdomen. "It's okay. I'll be there for round three. Get back to her," I said, catching his attention one more time before he left. "Finish on her. During girl talk she told me she likes cum on her skin."

"I'm starting to love girl talk." he said, returning to his mother for his last stand.

I listened to them for a while longer as I lay in bed, falling asleep to the moans that made me crave him.

**

For the second day in a row, it was Maria that woke me up. This time she almost dived on me, patting me all over through my duvet until I started to moan in despair. "Whyyyyyy?" I wheezed, throat dry and mind empty for a moment.

"Come on. Get up and come join us," she said, jumping back off the bed. She was in a pair of knickers and a pyjama blouse that was completely unbuttoned. It still mostly covered her tits. She was bubbling with excitement. The version of her that had been fucked half to death the night before was gone, and she was reborn to live another day as the world's happiest mummy. "I am not doing it without you again."

"Did you even sleep?" I asked, blinking the crust out of my eyes as she restlessly paced between my bed and the door. Admittedly, the surprise started to wane once my brain began to wake itself up. She only had a couple more days here before her trip home, and then she'd have to get used to the long distance and the longer wait between releases. She was just taking advantage of the time she had left.

"I had the best sleep of my life," she declared, and there was no way I could argue with that. I lifted my legs off the bed and stood up and she grinned, turning around and running out of my room. "Hurry up!" she shouted back as I followed.

Josh was sat on the sofa, completely naked and already hard. Their pyjamas were strewn around the room. It looks like they had at least made it out of his bedroom, but something set them off for another early start. Maria jumped onto the sofa and started to wank him off. "You started without me?" I asked, feigning hurt.

"No!" she yelled, taking her hand straight back off his cock. "Josh started it but I told him we had to wake you up."

I laughed as Josh shrugged and I could tell she was telling the truth. "I need to use the bathroom. You don't have to feel guilty if you want to get started without me," I said.

"Are you sure?" Maria asked, and I confirmed. Without a second of hesitation her lips were around his cock. She leaned over his lap from beside him on the couch, her arse poking up in the air as she devoured the head. It was sloppy and passionate, her spit leaking down his shaft as she slobbered all over him.

I watched for a while, knowing that with my permission there was nothing holding her back. She didn't need me there in double quick time anymore, so I could feast my eyes on the performance. Josh trailed a hand down her body, pulling her knickers aside so he could start massaging her pussy lips, which were unfortunately out of sight for me.

I finally left for the bathroom. I took my time brushing my teeth and cleaning myself up. The previous day I had been woken early to make this fantasy a reality. I didn't realise that being successful was going to steal even more sleep from me, and I was fairly certain my body would be aching by the time she was gone.

When I returned she was still working him with her lips as a couple of his fingers were pumping in and out of her at a rapid pace. "Good morning." Josh said, giving me a stupid smile. "She said I didn't say it before so I had to say it."

"I thought her mouth was full." I teased, and she spat him out with a pop.

"Hurry up and help me!" she yelled, her pitch up and down as her son kept working her with his fingers. "You left me alone last night. You need to make up for it."

I laughed and she scrunched up her face in mock anger. "Did you have fun?" I asked.

"I almost died," she said, before biting her bottom lip as a naughty smirk filled her face. "It was the best."

"I'm just getting a drink."

I knew the teasing was eating away at her, but it was too much fun to give it up until I had my fun. I grabbed a cold glass of water and watched from the doorway as she took off her blouse and stuffed her tits into his face. He sucked on them hungrily, squeezing whichever one wasn't in his mouth. "You can fuck him if you want." I said, and she shook her head.

"Not until you are right here," she said, steadfastly. I sighed and finished my drink, making my way over. I didn't need the extra push this time, and started undressing myself as Maria beamed with excitement. I lifted my top off first as she held his cock in anticipation of my arrival. "You first."

"Oh stop it. Just sit on his dick and stop being so considerate," I said, even more assured than she had been. She puckered her lips and then smiled, lifting herself into his lap. Josh guided his head to her sopping wet folds and pushed inside her, his mother sliding down every inch until she was completely full. I pushed my pants down my legs and climbed onto the sofa beside them. I leaned in close as she started to grind into his lap, her face twisting in delight as she finally felt him back inside her. "You need to start being more selfish. He's your son and you can use him if you want to."

Even as his cock stretched her, she shook her head. "You're in charge," she argued.

Maybe I was. In the long term or the short term, that could be fun. She had been in control of their first hookup, and Josh surely took it back for their second. But now for their third, maybe it was my time to shine.

"Ride him," I said to her. It wasn't exactly a command. I wasn't in charge like that but it was still exciting to me when she listened. She started to lift herself up his dick, rocking back and forth as she did so. Her hands went to his shoulders and she used the leverage there to lift herself up higher and higher, taking more of him each time until she was riding about three quarters of the way up his length with every spin. "Kiss him."

She pressed her lips into him, moaning greedily as she sucked on his tongue. Her knickers were still on her, pulled aside at the crotch and stretched untidily over one of her bum cheeks. I took hold of the waistband and used it to help lift her, guiding her rocking motion. She tried to retreat from his kiss, but he sucked on her bottom lip and held her tight for a moment.

"Now tell me about last night," I said, eager for some of the details. "How was it, seriously?"

"It was the best," she squeaked. Josh started to roll his own hips, his hands on her arse helping to lift her up and down his cock so she could focus on my questions. "He made me feel so good. I didn't think it was ever going to end. He fucked me like you said he would and slowed down when I needed it. He made me come so many times. I've never felt anything like that before."

"Now imagine if you had to share and only got half the fun," I teased her. I turned to Josh next. "Did she do good?"

"She's just like you," he answered, giving her arse a spank. "Different in some ways, but she never gives up. She's much worse with the dirty talk."

She dug her nails into his traps on both sides, face growing red. "Don't. I never used to talk like that."

"What did she say?" I asked, curious.

Josh gave her a second to stop him, before answering. "I've never heard the word slut so many times in my life. I've never heard the word fuck doll in my entire life."

"I got carried away," Maria said, leaning in close to his chest and blushing momentarily. "He played along. He won't tell you that part."

"He plays along with everything," I informed her. "He doesn't kink shame. He'll do anything if you're serving that stupid dick of his. Where did he cum?"

Maria's face got serious for a second. "I knew that was you."

"It's always me."

"On my tits," she answered, bringing her hands down to them and giving them a squeeze for both of our viewing pleasure. "It was so good. I love it so much."

Josh leaned in to suck on them once more, his hands now going to her waist as he pulled her body a little closer to his. He started to lift his bum off the couch, fucking up into her as she lifted her bum further off his lap.

"Crouch," I said, getting off my own bum to help her as her son held her steady. She lifted one leg at the time off the sofa and I helped her move them into place without getting caught under her body. Her feet replaced her knees on the sofa, and I guided his cock back inside her when it slipped out. She squatted over her son, her hands moving under her legs and holding onto the meat between the top of her thighs and the bottom of her arse. "Now just bounce on him like this. We're both here to hold you steady so don't take it easy on him."

She followed my instructions again, starting to bounce up and down his length. She went a little too high a couple of times as she found her rhythm, but I quickly slipped him back inside her. It didn't take her long to find perfection, each bounce finding the tip of his cock before she sucked all of him back in on the journey down. Her arse crashed into his thighs with each thrust, the smacking of their passionate fucking filling the room.

"Let me hear that dirty talk." I said, and this one felt almost like a command.

"Oh my God," she said, one of the few things that seemed to consistently make her blush, despite everything else we were seeing and doing. "I love being a slut again. I love being your slut, Joshua."

"Give me one fuck doll as a treat."

"I am not saying that one!"

She would, eventually.

She bounced on him until her thighs started to burn, but when she slid off him to the side, it wasn't to rest. Josh quickly thrust himself back inside her, climbing back in between her legs and fucking her with long, deep strokes into the sofa. "What about her?" Maria moaned, but she had said herself that I was in charge. "You have to take a turn."

Maybe I would sooner or later, but it was them I wanted to watch. I enjoyed it when she complained, getting off on teasing her between positions when she expected him to slide himself inside me, but it was only to be her again. She took it well, her objections never lasting for more than a moment.

She grew more insatiable with every orgasm, her moaning becoming screams before outright losing their volume altogether. Josh devoured her, filling her from every angle and fucking her however she desired. "Faster, baby," she would beg at one point, and he would grunt away as he pounded her into oblivion. I held one of her legs in place at one point as he plunged slowly into her depths, her pussy speaking back to us as he flexed deep within her and stretched her raw lips even further. When he pulled out I watched her pussy throb until it vanished into his mouth.

She held onto my hand throughout, just like our first time together, taking me around the room as he fucked her from the sofa to the floor before bending her over the dining table. "Never stop, baby. I'm your perfect slut. I'm your fuck doll. Never stop fucking me," she would plead, my own pussy flooding as my new fantasies of watching her get fucked forever bloomed in the beautiful madness.

In his last stand, Josh fucked his beautiful mother's mouth, something they had practiced the night before. She could take him deeper than me, which felt like something of a challenge, but I was too busy standing over her and enjoying the view from her son's POV. She sank down his cock until there was none of it left and then he would start to slide in and out of her mouth. Her tongue slid out from between the underside of his cock and her bottom lip, flapping against his balls as he pushed them into her chin.

I held onto my boyfriend's arm as she pushed him over the edge, his muscles flexing as his orgasm approached. "I'm going to cum over that pretty face of yours, just like I promised," Josh said, referencing back to some of the begging she had done earlier. "I'm almost there, mum."

Maria released him and brought her hands to his cock, both of their hands fighting to jerk him off over the edge. Maria looked up at me and begged one last time. "Share with me, Aria. You promised."

I finally succumbed to her wishes, falling to my knees alongside her and pressing my cheek into hers. We opened our mouths and silently begged for his release, but for her heavy panting as she caught her breath. Josh roared in orgasm, covering both of our faces in a huge load. He aimed for his mother first, ensuring she took the brunt of it, before directing a couple of ropes my way. He squeezed out the last onto her tongue, before leaving us both to clean him up, and then ourselves. He fell back onto the sofa when our focus found each other.

Maria looked incredible glazed with his load, thick strings of his cum covering her from cheek to cheek and chin to forehead. She was exhausted, sitting back on her heels as I scooped some of his seed off her skin and held it up to her. "Taste?" I asked, and she opened her mouth to swallow down a little more. She did the same for me, clawing some off the bridge of my nose and letting me suck it off her finger.

She fell back onto the floor and stared up at the ceiling, her body covered in little red marks from squeezing and spanking as well as a few unintended scratches. She looked like she could sleep forever, but she was already thinking about the next one. "You better fucking share with me tonight." she growled. All I could do was laugh as I joined her on my back and snuggled my body close to hers, our hands interlocked once more.

**

I joined in that night, and every other time they fucked until the end of that trip. The snow cleared enough to breathe new life back into the country, and our snowbound adventure came to an end. Maria returned home to her life and daughters as a happier woman, but as she told me, not a new woman so much as the old version of herself. Saying goodbye at the train station was difficult, but we were all long past worrying that distance might have a negative impact on their relationship. Everything was going to be absolutely fine.

Josh and I returned to our own routines, but it was new and exciting to do it with a shared future ahead of us. I still don't know where it will take us, but we will do it together and with the biggest cheerleader in our corner. Maria has become one of my best friends. I wouldn't have been crazy to think that competing for the heart of a man against his mother was an impossibility when she was the type of mother who he could love both ways, but she was perfect. She had promised to prioritise two things, her role as a mother and our relationship, and she never failed in that.

She is still apocalyptically horny, but she refuses our suggestions that she finds herself some fun at home. She only wants him, and us. She waits and she saves up all of her energy and frustrations and anything else she can muster to use on Josh when she visits. She's the worst tourist in the world, because in each of the first four times she visited she promised to get out of the flat a little more and explore that time around, but it never came to fruition. There's just too much fucking to be done.

She promised we would find a balance eventually, because she does still want to be a normal mother to him, but it's much easier to do that from afar and when you've only got a weekend to enjoy the other stuff you have to take advantage.

She challenged herself by bringing his sisters for visit number five, and they both kept it in their pants for the whole weekend, much to their relief and with plenty of credit to their mental resilience. Maria had no interest in sneaking around and doing it on the sly, though I did offer to play tour guide and get them out of the flat for a few hours if things got desperate. It was nice to see them come through the challenge, and even nicer to meet his younger siblings. Olivia is a miniature version of Josh and dotes on him, but Amelia gravitated more in my direction. I think they both liked me.

We're going up to visit them next weekend. Josh is going to introduce me to the rest of the family and we're going to a party for his grandparents' 50th anniversary. I can't wait to see his childhood home and take a hike up Yr Wyddfa. The girls will stay with their dad on at least one of the nights, and what a night that will be.

I can't have any regrets. Everything worked out perfectly. I saw something magical between them and I pursued it. I didn't think it would give me a boyfriend or a new family. I got lucky in that sense. But fucking hell, it was worth it. Thank God for Mother Nature. That snow changed all of our lives for the better. There's nothing like this, no feeling better and no sound quite like hearing my mother-in-law begging her son to never stop fucking her. I promise he never will.

Oh, and my car. It was fine. All that worrying for nothing.

**

Thanks for reading! I really hope you enjoyed. It's easily my longest story so far and took quite a bit of work, most of that being a fight against writer's block since I got back from holidays last winter. Please let me know any feedback you have. I'm always trying to improve :)