“No, it’s not your fault, I mean-”
“No, I messed up, mom. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do it. I was too drunk, and I- I did that...” Jack explained. His facial expression conveyed an overwhelming sense of guilt, embarrassment, and more... Something about it didn’t sit right with me for some reason.
I shook off the strange feeling and focused my attention squarely on him, “It’s okay. I was just worried about you. On the other hand, I really hope you will tell me about it next time.”
Jack’s eyes which were filled with guilt, stilled like ice “Tell you what? What do you mean?”
I shrugged, “That you’re going to your girlfriend. I–I'm your mom, Aki. I will feel anxious if you don’t tell me anything and suddenly disappear like that... But I hope you and Crista had a good time last night,” I said, not forgetting to add the last sentence. I had to do it because if I didn’t, it wouldn’t sound like it was coming from a real mother. And right now, I AM Jack’s mother, aren’t I?
I looked over at Jack and saw that he was frowning, but after a moment, he turned his back on me and silently excused himself and headed straight to the restroom.
Jack remained silent the entire time we traveled back home to our city. I would toss out a random question every once in a while, to which he would give an answer. But more and more, it became too obvious that he was not in the mood to engage in any interaction or conversation. Or, more precisely, he does not wish to talk to me.
And at this point, it has been close to two weeks since we returned to our house. Jack was able to secure a job in an automobile company almost immediately and is now in the process of completing his training.
I was happy for him, but lately, he had been coming home late, which was very unusual for him. It seemed as though he was trying to avoid me and was making a conscious effort to avoid having any kind of conversation with me.
When I make an effort to talk to him, the only response I get from him is that he is too preoccupied with his work to talk to me right now and that we could just talk next time. That ‘next time’ has been mentioned about ten times by now.
Until one day...
“Aki,” I called him as I watched him walking to the door, about to leave for work.
He faced me and waited for me to continue.
I took a few deep breaths before I looked at him and asked, “Do you want to live alone?”
I was unaware that I was only making the situation even worse by what I said. Because the response from my son came in an instant. And his tone expressed his anger all the way through.
“Is that really what you really want? For me to disappear from your life?”
What my son had just said left me shivering in shock and seemingly having my heartbeat sank. “Huh? W-What are you saying...” I only wanted to give him space, as I have observed and been trying to sum up based on his behavior. He wanted space. Or was I wrong with my conclusion?
“Fine. If that’s what you want, I’ll follow your word and leave. I’ll do it.“ He let out a helpless and angered laugh like a child as he stormed out of the apartment without looking at me again or waiting to hear what I had to say next.
I stood there, frozen at my feet. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. Why is he acting like this? Where is the child I have raised with politeness and warmth in his eyes? Where did that child go? Jack... This is the first time he has spoken like this to me. It’s the first time he has raised his voice to me.
Later at work, I was still so shocked, confused, and disheartened that I was unable to concentrate despite my best efforts. That’s why, as soon as I finished, I immediately called my best friend Jonah to make plans to get together and talk to her regarding my current situation. I badly need someone to vent my feelings and ask for some advice right now.
“Mars, do you still remember what I told you years ago? Because your child is a boy, it is and will always be difficult for you,” Jonah said while sipping her boba tea. She then placed the drink on the table and added, “My second kind of did the same. Remember Gio? He also did that to me - he yelled at me with those scary, strange eyes.”
“Why did he act in such a way? And what was the reason behind his anger?” I asked this question while feeling genuine concern and anxiety building up inside me. I really wanted to fix the issue between Jack and me. I wanted us to be okay.
“What other possible reason could there be? It’s clear as day that he’s frustrated. It could be about his life at school, at work, his love life, or his sex life...” Jonah answered simply.
My mind started to wander to Jack and his current situation and status so far. He had recently graduated from college and started working at his new job. With this, those two aspects couldn’t be the reason behind his frustrations.
Then, was it due to love life then? But Jack has stated that he does not have a girlfriend at this time. There was also once, while we were eating dinner, he specifically told me not to bring up Crista again. He stated that he does not want to make a commitment with anyone at all at this time.
If it wasn’t one of those three, then all that was left in there was... His sexual life?
Was my son actually sexually frustrated?
Was it possible that it was the cause of the abrupt change in his behavior and the way he had treated me recently?
Jonah offered an explanation, saying, "Perhaps Aki is just sexually frustrated." Then she further added, "Indeed, there are times when men go through that stage. You know, my second son kind of did it before. I’ve caught him peeking at me some time in the past.""What? And what did you do?" Despite the fact that the image is completely absurd, I couldn't help but become intrigued by it. If this is Jack's issue, I am prepared to find all of the possible solutions so that I can help him resolve it.Jonah shrugged as if what she mentioned was nothing or completely normal. "Naturally, I was there to help him. A few spots were brushed here and there. But no one came in. No penetration, no real you know what. Anyway, it was nothing more than an outlet for his anger or whatever bottled up emotion he had inside. After that, everything went back to the way it had been before. Between us, his behavior became better. He stopped being easily irritated, and at the same time, his obedience improved
Moments later, Jack removed my clothes. We continued kissing as my hand began to travel to his bulge. It’s already standing and really stiff. Every rub my palm made against it made it seem to grow even bigger as if it were a snake that had long wanted to escape its long-term confinement.Jack's hands quickly traveled to my chest. Every move was unable to hide the overwhelming excitement they were holding inside. I couldn’t help but release a moan the moment his mouth began to lick and suck on my buds.While kneading one like a plump loaf, Jack continued to suck on my other breast. I recoiled and leaned slightly against the wall. I didn't know that this would feel this good. Perhaps my desires have really been suppressed for a long time. I almost forgot how it tasted—to be in this position and receive so much from another person.I couldn’t help but moan even more when one of Jack’s hands went to my panties. No, this is wrong. He should be the one to release, not me, I said to myself,
Just as Jonah had predicted, Jack and I returned to normal a few days after that incident. Jack has become less irritable these days too, which makes it much easier for us to have normal conversations. We carried on with our lives as if nothing had happened, just my son and I.As a matter of fact, things improved dramatically after that. It was because of this that I began to consider the possibility that Jonah was correct, and that Jack merely required a moment to let off some steam. Thankfully, that incident never happened again.I am relieved that things have returned to normal for us. It was as if we had never stopped being mother and son; in fact, our communication brought us closer together. We didn't talk about the incident again after that either. It felt as if it happened a long time ago, and it should be treated as such.As what people say, one can only think of it as a memory from the past; it is something that neither one of us needs to think about or remember.But then so
I hurried home to prepare dinner. While busily preparing, I felt that odd dizziness again. I didn't waste any time and went straight to the restroom. When I thought about that pregnancy test kit that I had purchased earlier, my heart almost stopped beating.I inhaled a long, slow breath. I can't avoid doing this. I really need to find out whether or not I am pregnant.I took a deep breath and forced myself to face my fears. When I looked at the kit and saw that there were now two lines on it, it was as if ice-cold water had been poured over me. My heart was racing so hard that I had to take another test kit to make sure the result was accurate.Then I froze in place.Nothing has changed. I repeated the process with different test kits, but the results remained the same.I'm... pregnant.And I can't possibly be wrong. Jack was the only person I'd done that with in the last month. This is when it dawned on me that we didn't use any protection. Additionally, he released inside me numerou
"Mr. Ryan Gonzales?" I was surprised when I saw my client then. It turns out to have been Ryan, the same guy Jack and I talked to once while we were on vacation right after he graduated from university. "Marianne?" The moment he laid eyes on me, he, too, was taken aback, and he started to laugh. "You-You're my date?"We couldn't help but laugh at the way things were set up. The world is indeed very small. Who would have thought that the person I was set up on a blind date with would turn out to be one of my clients?As we sat down to dinner, Ryan commented, "I thought you're married.""Legally separated but currently living with my son," I explained, as Ryan simply smiled and nodded his head in response to what I said.I never thought I'd see Ryan again. My last encounter with him was at the signing of a lease agreement for the condominium unit that he is going to be renting out. It was a few days after Jack and I had returned from our vacation at the resort. The number of days is al
To my shock and dismay, I discovered myself lying naked on a bed in a hotel room. My head started to throb as though it was being hammered repeatedly, and I had the sensation that lightning was trying to enter my brain. I thought I was going to pass out and die. Slowly, I realized that I wasn't the only one in the room. "Hey, are you okay?" As soon as I turned around, I saw Ryan standing there. Suddenly, I realized what was going on. While he was fully clothed from head to toe, I was currently naked. I quickly pulled the blanket, then wrapped it all the way around my body. "Nothing happened, Marianne. When you first woke up, you fell and puked on your dress, so I took it off you to clean you up a bit. Umm, even your undergarments...." Ryan explained while holding back a blush. I wouldn't call myself a particularly conservative person. I recall that I was only wearing a one-piece dress, and I found that it could be challenging if I did not control the amount of alcohol I consumed.
Almost instantly, the light stroking intensified into a more aggressive and forceful rub. Slowly, I began to feel the hardness and massive size of his thing that had touched me at my entrance. Even before it entered, I could feel the incredible heat and pleasurable sensation it was giving to my body.I was unable to maintain control of myself, and my hand dropped, causing me to personally place Jack's weapon inside of my cave. Its head went in with a wet and delicate movement, causing both of us to groan out in ecstasy as the sensation spread throughout our bodies. Jack's eyes were filled with a raging fire, and I could both feel and see it. Once again, our lips touched as he slowly slid his manhood inside me.Our tongues played and battled, a loud growl and moan could be heard in the kitchen as we continued to kiss and savor each other's warmth and heat. After we reached our much-awaited release together, we walked straight to the sofa, where he proceeded to rub me and then attack me
"Aki," I called out to him."Why are you meeting with him, mom?" Jack asked me with a deep, grave tone in his voice.Meeting with whom? Was he talking about Benjie?"Aki, please allow me to explain first," I said, attempting to calm him down."No, mom. I thought you didn't talk to each other at all? You said so yourself the last time, so why are you here with him?" Jack argued back. He appeared to have the intent to murder Benjie at any moment, judging by the way he gazed at him.Even before I could utter a word, another man suddenly appeared who I instantly recognized as someone who would make the situation even more complicated."Aki? My son... Is it really you?"Jack and I both looked at the other person exactly at the same time. It was as if I had been transported back to that point in the past, where the only thing I could do was watch him walk away and never look back at us again, no matter how many times I begged him to stay. Yes, he was exactly that person: Jack's father and m