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the Night Whispers Index-8
Date: 9/24/2015, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: stif266, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
with my panties ... and Kira's. And ... I saw you with Donnie." "Oh, God! Mom, no!" He shouted, angry. "That was private! You had no right!" He was right. I felt the weight of my violating voyeursim fully. Jackie had showed me moments from my son's life which I had no right to see, and it made me sick to think that my son was upset that I had seen him sucking Donnie's cock and letting his friend blow him. "I'm sorry, Dex, I—" "That's not fair, Mom! I didn't want you to know about ... Donnie..." "I know," I responded, trying to calm him, "I know. I'm sorry ... I really am. I shouldn't have watched. I know that now. But ... I'm glad to know that you thought about me, Dex. It made me feel ... special ... to know you thought about me like that. It turned me on." Dexter stared at my hand a moment, clearly agitated and trying to formulate a response. "It just feels ... wrong." He looked at my face again, "you told me not to take things without asking. I'm sorry I took your panties, Mom, but ... how is this different? How is this not worse than what I did?" "I ... I don't know..." My son stood and stomped off up the stairs without another word. I slumped in my chair, angry and upset from the way I'd violated my son's trust. I'm sorry, Penelope. I shook my head in response. He's right. I shouldn't have watched him. I shouldn't have shown you. "No ... you should not have. I wish I'd have been thinking ... clearly then." Me too. I was just so excited to share it with you. I never considered your son's needs. I'm sorry. I wish I could apologize to him personally. "That would be nice, but you can't." No, I can't. But, while I can't talk to him, maybe ... maybe I can touch him. "What ... like you did me?" Yes. "How does that help, Jackie? That's just going to make things even more confusing." You're right. I just want him to know I am sorry. Kira came down the stairs in her nightshirt, the one I'd seen her wearing while masturbating. I wondered if those moments were happening while Dexter and I looked on. She eyed me a moment, hair disheveled. "Everything okay, Mom?" she asked gently. I shrugged and shook my head, "some yes, some no..." Kira sat at the table, hands in her lap a moment. "And Dex... ?" I shrugged again. "Did you ... sl**p with him?" "Yes." I said without much enthusiasm. "Ah," she said, looking at her lap. "and ... was it okay?" I nodded, "it was lovely, Kira ... just lovely." "Good..." she replied weakly. "Where is he?" I broke down and cried softly as I told her what had happened that morning, even about how Jackie had showed us Kira masturbating, calling my name. I sobbed as I described my son's anger at how I'd violated his privacy. "And I'm sorry to you, Kira ... Oh ... We did the same to you ... I'm so sorry." Kira looked solemn, then shrugged, ...