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It was a turning point in my life. I'd just retired from a lifelong accounting

career to pursue something a little bit more rewarding, massage therapy.

I loved everything about it, reading about muscle groups,

trying new aromatherapy oils.

It was so much more fulfilling than a life left behind a cubicle.

But one of the requirements of the certification was logging over 400 hours

massages with a variety of clients.

And as easy as they thought it would be finding people to volunteer for a

massage, well, 400 hours is a hell of a lot of time.

I think I dislocated my shoulder.

What happened?

I got hit really hard by a defensive lineman.

Josh, you need to be more careful.

Mom, it's football practice.

You get tackled.

All right, well, why don't you just ice it and take it easy?

Weren't you looking for volunteers?

Because I'd really appreciate it if you could massage the pain out of it.

Wait. Is that awkward?

No, it's not awkward at all.

You're right, I definitely need volunteers.

All right, tell you what, why don't you jump in the shower and I'll set up the

table. Okay, cool. I'll be right back.

It was awkward, not just because Josh is my stepson, but there was something

incredibly attractive about him.

It was hard enough to ignore that fact with all his clothes on.

I didn't even want to think what it would be like with most of them off.

Are you ready for me?

Yeah, come lay down.

So, uh, face up or down?

Are you okay?

No, I'm just a little sore.

I'll be extra gentle with you.

Well, you don't have to be.

That feels so good.

What are you doing?

I thought you'd get a better angle.

What are you doing?

This is wrong.

Why is it wrong?

Because I'm your mother.

It's not by blood you're not. I mean, look at you.

You're so sexy.

It's not wrong.

It feels right.

Yeah.

I can see you all over me.

Yeah? Yeah.

Take it all in.

Oh, nice and deep.

Is that deep enough for you?

I'm feeling constricted. I need to get out of here.

Yeah. Can you help me?

Can you help me out of these clothes?

I'm living too slow for me. Hurry up before your dad gets home.

Oh, dear.

me so she can feel it.

Yeah. Oh, fuck.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah. Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah. Oh,

yeah, baby.

Yeah.

I give you permission.

Give it to me good.

Yeah, give it to me good.

You didn't let me spank you once. Yeah.

I spank you more.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah. Mommy.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, right there.

Don't fucking stop.

Mama. I'm gonna give you permission to.

Yeah, you be a good boy and listen to your mommy too.

Oh, fuck yeah. Fuck your mommy good.

Yeah, really good.

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh, fuck, yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

I can't.

Yeah. Yeah, fuck, mommy's pussy good.

Hmm.

Everyone's using it.

I can tell.

I can't tell, Dad.

I've got to keep this our secret.

Only if you promise to be my volunteer again.

I promise I will.

Even if I hurt myself or not.

I can hurt you if you want.

I like that.

Now you're going to need another shower.

Can you jump in with me?

And that was the first and only happy ending massage I ever gave.

But it wasn't the last sexual encounter Josh and I ever had.

The sex was just too mind -blowing to give up.

And while I devoted my life to making everybody else feel good, I

deserved to be with a man who made me feel good, even if he was.

My stepson.