Chapter 1211: Chapter 1206

Chapter 1211: Chapter 1206



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Susan opened her eyes wide and said, "Ooh! I'd better check on things in the kitchen. Girls, Suzanne, I trust you to take care of our guest." Then she hurried off towards the kitchen.

Glory noticed that Susan had gone through the living room towards the dining room and kitchen while Alan went down a hallway leading in a different direction, but Glory correctly guessed that the hallway went on the other side of the stairway in the center of the house and connected to the kitchen. She'd noticed a concern in Susan's eyes as Alan left and felt almost certain that Susan was really sneaking off to be with him.

As usual, Glory couldn't contain her curiosity. So she said to the others, "If you don't mind, I'm just going to powder my nose for a minute. Can you point me to the bathroom?"n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The nearest bathroom was down the same hallway Alan had disappeared into. But she went that way and saw no sign of him, even though putting an overcoat, purse, and flowers away hardly took any time at all. Glory wasn't really sure where she was going, but as she was about to enter the bathroom, she stopped.

She thought, Susan and Alan are up to no good; I just know it. I'll bet dollars to donuts that they're engaged in some kind of perverted incestuous act right now. If I'm going to break loose from his hold on my heart, maybe that's what I need to see, to shake some sense into me. If I see them getting it on, it'll be torture for me, but that'll end the spell.

The bathroom door was a few feet down the hallway, so she knew she couldn't been seen from the front foyer. She knew the others standing near the front door would have no reason to suspect she wasn't in the bathroom. She snuck down the hall towards the kitchen, feeling nervous and guilty about acting like a thief.

The hallway led to the kitchen, and as she got closer she saw that her fears and suspicions were confirmed, because Alan and his mother were standing in a tight embrace in the middle of the kitchen. Her heart was crushed as her worst fears seemed to be realized.

She stood just outside the kitchen. She wasn't worried about being seen because she was too distraught to pay much heed to getting caught snooping. Luckily for Glory, Alan was in the best position to see her but he happened to have his eyes closed, so she was at least momentarily safe.

But as she stared, she realized that Alan was quietly sobbing into Susan's shoulder, although no tears were flowing yet.

That put things in a completely different light.

[Susan hugging Alan AI Art]

As she watched them, it dawned on her, This isn't an erotic embrace; it's just a mother comforting a son. It looked like a private and intense moment and Glory knew that she should leave them be, but her curiosity would not be denied so she continued to stare. Mostly she wanted to know what was upsetting Alan so much.

She didn't have to wait very long to find out. As if on cue, Susan asked, "What's troubling you, Tiger?"

Alan sobbed, "Mom, I'm losing it! Just losing it!"

Susan stroked the hair on the back of his head tenderly. "Losing what, dear?"

"Just losing everything! Losing my mind! I'm gonna have a complete breakdown, I know it!" "What do you mean?" Susan asked in a quiet and soothing voice.

"It's just... Everything is too intense. I mean, what happened this morning, and now with Glory... I feel like I'm stretched twelve different ways. I can't handle it!"

It was a very lucky thing that Alan only obliquely mentioned "what happened this morning" instead of referring to Heather by name, since he was mainly thinking about the mentally and physically exhausting time he'd had at Heather's house. Glory would have thrown a conniption fit if she'd known Alan and Heather had had sex with each other just a short time earlier.

sounds absurd given all the women in my life, but there's just one Glory, you know? I love her! Am I crazy to want her so badly when I have you and the others with me? Am I selfish? At times like this I feel like I must be mad. It's just not right to have so many lovers." "Now, now, Tiger, you don't know what you're saying. Everything is going to be just fine.

We've been talking for far too long now though and people are going to start asking questions if you don't go back out there. I want you to go back out to our guest and be your charming best. Remember that you're surrounded by a cradle of love. We all love you so much. You're not going to crack up or fall apart because I won't let that happen! I'm going to be right here, praying for you, just like always."

She thought, I wish I could suck Tiger's cock for a couple of minutes, at least. A nice little spermy load down Mommy's throat would help him relax. But I have to be good, with Glory in the house. Besides, he needs me as a shoulder to cry on now. She playfully slapped him on the butt, spurring him to get his act together and go back to be with Glory.

"Thanks, Mom. I'll try." He closed his eyes and leaned in to kiss her on the lips. He felt a couple of passionate French kisses would put him in a much better mood.

But Susan leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek, causing his mouth to plant itself on

her other cheek. Then she pulled away before he could rectify that and meet her lips with his. She spanked his butt again, less playfully this time. "Come on, don't dawdle. I'm sure Glory's wondering what's up already. Tell them you had to help me in the kitchen with the turkey. And remember that Suzanne and I and everyone else are standing right behind you all the way."

"Thanks, Mom. I love you so much." He felt the urge to French kiss her again, but something held him back. He sensed she must have a good reason why she'd just kissed him on the cheek and had a feeling that he should just accept it and go join the others. He stepped away and said, "I'd better get cleaned up first. I must look like a mess."

He still looked sharp in his suit and tie, but his hair was even more tussled than usual, and there were a few streaks of tears down his cheeks.

Glory had been lurking down the hallway, spending most of the time out of sight. Once she realized that mother and son were just endlessly hugging each other, continued gawking served her no purpose except to increase her chance of getting caught. She had crept a bit closer to the kitchen door to see if they would kiss, but now she realized that there was a good chance Alan would come down the hallway she was standing in to use the bathroom she'd passed through to make himself presentable again.

She ducked back into the den and then through to the bathroom. Checking herself in the mirror for a few moments to confirm that she still looked presentable, she was about to open the door but then remembered to flush the toilet to make it seem like she'd had to go to the

bathroom.

As she went through the act of washing her hands, she thought, Boy, that was not what I

expected... at all! I feel so guilty, sneaking around like a common criminal, when Susan is just being a good mom! Maybe I have it all wrong. I mean, I know those two must be having sex, and it pains me to even think about that, but at least it looks like it hasn't twisted their basic mother-son relationship all out of shape. I'm probably being too judgmental. Alan's a good kid. I know that; I just have to remember it. It's not like his mother is thinking of having sex with him 24-hours a day and blowing him under the table while he's eating at every meal or anything crazy like that. Probably they're just

like any other family most of the time. I have to get a grip instead of letting my imagination simply run

wild all the time.

Feeling a lot better about things, she opened the bathroom door to rejoin the others. It

seemed like a long time but in reality it had been less than five minutes since she'd walked inside the Plummer house.

Glory didn't realize that even her wildest imagination couldn't compare to just how sex-

crazed the Plummer house was most of the time, or how rare it was lately for Alan and Susan to share a completely non-sexual embrace like they'd just had. But Susan had a good mother's intuition. After Alan started sobbing so loudly, Susan grew concerned that Glory might hear and come to investigate. She almost felt as if Glory was watching, and tried to behave as if Glory was watching, which was a very lucky thing since Glory WAS watching. It wasn't that what she'd said was dishonest, but there were other things she otherwise would have said and done (such as French kissing) if she hadn't have a gut feeling to be careful. After another minute or two, both Susan and her son returned to where Glory and the others

were standing by the door. Everyone else was so engrossed in conversation that the two of them didn't even find an occasion to give their excuses as to why they'd taken so long.