After waking up from his bed, Adam found that there was no one else in the room. The curtains had been opened, and bright sunlight streamed into the hotel suite.
He glanced over at the clock and saw that it was almost 10 a.m.
'Oh shit!' he thought as he realized how much he'd overslept. Then he remembered that he was on vacation and there was no rush to start the day. But still, he felt a twinge of guilt for having slept so late.
Adam looked around at the empty bed where Mia had slept and noticed a note on her pillow. Picking up the piece of paper, he unfolded it and read its contents:
Went out with Oliver. You were sleeping like a baby, so we didn't want to disturb you.
We'll be back later. You can eat by yourself.
Love,
Mia
Adam couldn't help but chuckle as he put down the letter. He was surprised and happy that Mia was bonding with their son. This was good news indeed. The whole point of the trip was for them to get closer and get Oliver over his insecurities around people.
He was glad she'd gone out with him alone today because he knew she would have a lot more freedom without him tagging along.
Then he looked around the room and noticed how messy it was. There were clothes everywhere; on the floor, on the furniture, on the chairs, and on the bed itself.
'Guess we all had too much fun last night,' he thought. Then, he got out of the bed, put on a bathrobe, and picked up all the clothes he could find, including his own, before placing them neatly back where they belonged or throwing them in the laundry hamper.
When everything was clean again, Adam decided to take a shower. As he turned on the faucet, he found himself thinking about last night's events once more. It was hard for him not to do so since it had been such an incredible evening.
'Fucking Mia was awesome as always... But Oliver! I still can't believe we shared her together... And she loved it!'
After a few minutes of soaking under the warm water, he finished washing himself, stepped out of the tub, and dried off with a towel. Then he wrapped the damp towel around his waist and walked towards his suitcase, looking for some fresh clothes.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
'Who could that be?' he wondered as he made his way over to answer it.
He opened the door and saw Jane standing outside. She wore a white sleeveless blouse, blue denim shorts that rode high on her toned thighs, and high heels.
Her long black hair framed her pretty face beautifully. Her makeup was minimal yet effective enough to accentuate her natural beauty. Her full lips glistened with a sheen of lip gloss, and her almond eyes sparkled beneath thick eyelashes. She looked absolutely stunning and sexy at the same time.
She had large breasts, wide hips, and a slender waist—the classic hourglass figure of a mature woman who kept herself in shape through diet and exercise. And despite being over 50 years old, she had aged gracefully, retaining most of her youthful looks while still appearing elegant and sophisticated.
No one could deny the fact that she was a beautiful lady. Even Adam found it hard not to stare at her for longer than necessary.
"Mother!" Adam exclaimed when he saw her. "What are you doing here?"
Instead of the warm reunion he expected from his mother, Jane just eyed him coldly and said, "Where is my grandson?"
"Uhh... He went out with Mia," Adam stammered.
"I see. Well, I guess you're all alone now, so can I come in or not?" she asked impatiently.
"Of course." He stood aside to let her pass, realizing too late that she was still standing outside the door.
When they entered, he closed the door behind them and sat down on the edge of his bed while Jane walked across the room to sit down opposite him.
As she settled herself into the armchair facing his bed, Adam couldn't help but notice how sexy she looked as her denim shorts rode higher up her legs, revealing more of her smooth skin.
Adam couldn't deny the fact that he admired his mother's beauty. He always did—ever since he was a little boy.
Back when he was a young child, his father passed away. After that, he had only seen her cry once, at the funeral ceremony. Since then, she had never shed another tear or showed any signs of sadness.
And so, as he grew up, Adam saw her as a pillar of strength; someone who never cried nor broke down despite losing her husband at such an early age. She remained strong and independent throughout his childhood.
He also saw how hard his mother worked to provide for both of them. She was the sole provider for him and herself.
To make sure she didn't suffer from stress, she had a habit of sleeping around, and Adam had caught her multiple times in bed with other men when he was still young. Although this disturbed him, he grew accustomed to it as he matured.
He understood what she did and why. It was her way of dealing with loneliness and grief.
And he also realized that despite her promiscuous lifestyle, she loved him dearly.
She would often tell him stories about his father—how much he loved him, how happy they were together. And how proud she was of him. This made him appreciate her more as a mother. Even if sometimes she seemed cold towards him.
Now, after years had gone by, it was quite obvious that Jane no longer acted like a grieving widow but rather a woman who had moved on with her life. A woman who knew what she wanted from her relationships.
This was evident from the numerous affairs she'd had over the years.
Even though Adam didn't approve of his mother's sexual behavior, he still admired her for being so strong, independent, and determined to live her life according to her terms and not caring what anybody else thought of her.
Along with the way she took care of her body, she also seemed to possess a natural charisma that made most men fall head over heels in love with her. Even at 50, she could easily pass for someone in her thirties.
But even though he admired and loved his mother deeply, Adam couldn't deny the fact that seeing her today, sitting on the opposite side of the room wearing a revealing outfit, stirred something deep within his heart.
As soon as Jane had walked inside their suite earlier, Adam felt a strange sensation in his chest, as if someone had punched him hard there without warning. And this feeling persisted even now while they sat across from each other.
He wasn't sure why this strange emotion affected him so much, especially considering how long he'd gone without feeling anything for anyone besides Mia. Maybe it was simply due to nostalgia, or maybe it was due to some hidden desires that were suddenly being awakened inside him after years of suppression. Perhaps it was a combination of both?
Either way, Adam decided not to dwell on these thoughts too long, as he didn't want to think about them anymore than necessary.
Suddenly, Jane banged her phone with a video playing on it, containing the footage of sexual intercourse between Mia and Oliver, which she had received from none other than Adam himself.
"I came here because of this video," she said sternly. "What the fuck is wrong with you, Adam? Are you crazy? How could you send me something like this? How could you let something like this happen?! Since when did you turn into a degenerate?"
Then, before Adam could answer, she continued ranting angrily, "I have always supported you in whatever choices you made. And now... Now you're telling me that you've allowed your wife and your son to sleep with each other! What kind of parent does that? And what do you plan to achieve by sending me this video? Do you really think I would approve of it? Do you actually expect me to be okay with this situation?"
Adam stared at his mother's face for several moments before speaking. His words sounded calm, but his voice was tense, "Mother, I'm sorry... but I had no choice! Oliver has always been shy, timid, and introverted... And Mia and I have been worried about him ever since he was young. We tried to get him out of this situation, but nothing worked. It was only when Mia decided to help him herself that he began to change..."
"But why would you let your own son sleep with your wife?!" Jane exclaimed furiously.
"Because Mia thought it would help build Oliver's confidence. being with someone who cares about him and loves him. We thought we could try out her plan... and guess what, Mom! Oliver has changed a lot after spending some time with Mia. She has really helped him become more confident. He even managed to score two girls during our holiday!"
"I don't give a fuck!" Jane shouted. "You let your son fuck my daughter-in-law... I didn't bring you up like this."
Adam winced at hearing his mother swear at him like that. Still, he knew he needed to defend himself against her accusations.
"Mother, please listen to me." Adam said softly, "I understand that what we're doing may seem strange to most people. But we've discussed everything between us, and everyone involved is okay with it. Mia loves Oliver, and Oliver loves Mia too... And they want each other... We've talked about all of this together, as a family. Nobody forced them into anything. Besides, I also had to think about Mia's future... You know she is still quite young and very beautiful... I wanted to make sure she would remain happy and satisfied with us for a long time."
"What do you mean?" Jane asked.
"I mean, Mom, I love Mia very much," Adam explained patiently. "She is my life partner and soulmate. But she's still in her prime... whereas my sexual prowess has diminished compared to when I was younger. So if one day I'm unable to keep up with her needs... then what happens to our marriage? Wouldn't it be unfair to Mia? This way, at least, we can ensure she remains content and sexually active even if my abilities decline due to age."
A shocked expression appeared on Jane's face upon listening to Adam's words. For several minutes, she remained silent as she processed everything he'd told her. Finally, she broke the silence by asking Adam another question, "Are you saying that you allowed your son to sleep with your wife because you're worried about losing your own ability to satisfy her sexually when you grow older?"
"Yes... And it has already begun," Adam replied with a heavy sigh. "I am not as vigorous as I was ten years ago... My libido is not what it used to be. Sometimes, when Mia wants to have sex, I don't feel like it... But then I think of how sad she will be if I reject her... How disappointed she will feel... How hurt she might get... So I just force myself to do it."
Jane was stunned after learning this truth. She never imagined such things were possible! It was hard for her to believe that her son had thought things through so much before letting Oliver sleep with Mia. He wasn't being selfish or greedy; he was thinking about his wife's future and also his son's wellbeing... This man in front of her, the one whom she had raised, had matured into such a responsible person.
She felt proud of him!
Still, she couldn't understand why her son had sent her the video in the first place... Why would he share something so personal? What did he expect to gain from doing so?
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