Mom Making Out With Son Novels & Stories

We walked into the living room. The place was enormous, elegant and expensive. “Dad, I’m back!” Xavier called out. Then he turned to me. “Meet my dad. Dad, meet Chloe.” The moment his father heard my name, he slowly turned around. The cup of coffee in his hand slipped slightly. And the moment I saw his face, my entire body froze. My heart stopped beating for a while . “Sebastian Whitmore!” I stumbled backward in shock. “Your… dad?” I whispered.

Mom hadn't been this excited about anything in a long while, which saddens me especially on days I had to see her drink heavily while getting a hangover the next morning. “Hart!” Mom called like a teenager getting out from her sliver Honda with a big smile on her face. Mr Blackwood expression softened immediately at the sound of her voice. He approached her, giving her a soft kiss on her cheek, while keeping his hand on her back. His eyes came to rest on me and Joey who slowly followed after her, giving me a clearer look at what he looked like outside the photo mom showed me, suddenly making so much sense why Mom had fallen fast for him.

I finally stopped sulking and put in the work to keep the restaurant afloat. "Your mom's husband is hot." Anne teased when she came over to help me do a make over in my room. Since Italy didn't work out for me might as well make Sicily work out for me. I was changing the colors on my childhood bedroom to white and she was helping. Well, not exactly the help I need, since she was busy ogling at Gus through the window much to my dismay. "Do you think he is ready to move or he is devoted to your mom and won't look at another woman down to his dying days."

I was about to speak and explain, but Grandma Emilia slapped me hard. "Shame on you, Alice! I never thought you would do this to yourself! I raised you properly, but what have you done? You got drunk and had intimate contact with a man who is not your husband!" Grandma Emilia angrily exclaimed, gasping for breath, while looking at my friend who was still asleep, and at the empty tequila bottle and two glasses on the center table.