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Witness Protection (Mother/Son Incest) steelsmiter x kckolbe (NSFW)

steelsmiter

Dwarf King
Joined
Sep 17, 2018
Location
Arkansas, USA
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Kelly Falco was in a changing room in a department store called Lacy's having taken up the offer from her son Jimmy to go clothes shopping. She wondered what prompted her son's generosity, but couldn't find herself complaining about it because lately her husband seemed to be ignoring her. It didn't help that she was suspicious her husband Robert was some sort of criminal overlord. She also thought he cheated on her, mostly because he'd used her in the past to gain favor with some of his "colleagues". She'd been very upset about the first half a dozen times it happened. She felt like he didn't love her. Maybe he didn't love her. Maybe he just appeased her with shopping and gifts, and whatnot.

She was also a little worried he was cheating on her. The mental image of him fucking their daughter came into her head, and she shook it out.

No, he hasn't given me any idea that he'd do that. Still, Jimmy's brother and sister had been caught masturbating each other. Kelly didn't know if Jimmy had caught wind of it, they kept it very hush hush, but she was the one who walked in on them jerking each other. She quickly closed the door to the bedroom 'I'm sorry!' she had said. 'Take a few moments to compose yourselves, but we have to talk about this.' That night after she told them that society would not look to kindly on what they were doing to each other, and that she didn't know what to do with them, and couldn't even ground them for fear that they'd just sneak around and fuck each other, she told her husband what happened. He was much more strict, physically abusing both of them. She was able to pull him off by threatening to cut him off from sex. This only caused him to force himself onto her. The whole time she was thinking about her children. Mostly about protecting them, but also about what they had done. It was super hot. She still felt a little guilty about the thoughts she had that night.

Jimmy's mother snapped herself out of the memory and pulled off her shirt. "Jimmy, can you come help me undo this?" she turned around as she asked, and stretched her back to indicate she was talking about her bra strap. Kelly didn't think the same way most people did about nudity or sexuality. To her, it was completely natural to be lounging around completely naked and have nobody disturb you. Leaving that aside, she continued on with her half distracted line of thinking"--and do you think your father is cheating on me?"
 
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Jimmy Falco had suggested the shopping trip with low expectations, but high hopes. He had walked in on her changing a couple of days ago, and was made aware of how beautiful his mother still was. However, that was the minor revelation of the encounter, as his mother's looks were often spoken of. What had surprised him even more was that when he'd walked in, she hadn't seemed to mind, and had casually finished up while he'd remained in the room making small talk and half-staring. It was the next day that he'd suggested the shopping trip together, delighted at her cheerful acceptance.

At her request, he'd opened the door to the changing room, stepping inside even though he could have unfastened the bra from outside. He shut the door, leaving little separation between them, and giving them some privacy. "Sure," he said as he obliged, undoing the clasp with full concentration, pausing after to look over the exposed parts of her body, even if it wasn't a lot. He was enjoying the thrill of being close to her in her partially undressed state. He was broken out of that by her next question, though.

He sighed. It wasn't a pleasant topic, nor was this the first time the thought had occurred to him. He'd been to some engagements with his father, and he had paid more than polite attention to some of the women present, even more so when mom wasn't around. Add to that little disappearances, knowing smiles with other married men (whose wives weren't present either), and how often he was gone...it wasn't a pleasant thought. "I've wondered that myself. I don't know that he is, but I more than suspect it."
 
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Kelly smiled at her son, happy that he didn't complain about the task. Images of him barging in on her changing briefly flashed into her head. It seemed innocent enough, but they'd talked about things like nothing was happening. She wanted to be the 'cool mom' so she didn't make a big deal about it. He'd asked about her day, and what plans they were having in the near future, and she'd mentioned that she didn't have anything going on. That's why they were here at Lacy's, because he had invited her. It was a little excitement for her, so she graciously accepted, claiming that it would fix her problem that she was currently having trouble deciding which clothes to wear.

She turned to face him. He's such a cutie she thought. Still, that didn't help her out with her current predicament. She quickly whipped her panties off before it hit her Why? she thought. Am I not good enough? She threw up her arms in exasperation "You know what Jimmy, you're probably right. I mean I'm probably trash to him or whatever, he probably wants to go out and get fucking filet mignon while I'm over here being a goddamn cheeseburger. I mean a decent burger from like a mid priced sit down diner, but not a filet mignon from a place where they don't even have the fuckin' prices on the menu. And believe me, we've been in both places and not by choice"

It dawned on her that her son was looking her up and down, evaluating her body. Part of her thought she should probably try to stop him. Tell him that what he was doing was wrong, and that he should stop. Possibly mete out punishment for it, or at least a stern talking to. Some other part of her thought it was stupid though. Some other part of her thought it was kind of hot. Her eyes teared up, and she cleared her throat "Jimmy... Am I unappealing? Am I ugly? Am I... a bitch?"
 
She had such amazing breasts. He would have stared at them for ages had she not then proceeded to take off her panties, driving his attention south, only to be ripped away by the movement of her arms and rant about how Dad saw her. He didn't really know how to react, having never seen her like this and also having to see her like this. It didn't help that as she'd started talking, he was staring at her naked body and maybe missed some of what she'd said. Even once he started more actively listening, he was still looking until she cleared her throat.

The question was an easy one. "No!" he said instantly. Not knowing what else to say, he stepped forward, not having to move far at all in the small changing room, and wrapped his arms around his mom's naked body. Behind her was a mirror, providing him a view of his own arms encircling her, not to mention her exposed ass. He felt himself starting to harden as he pressed against her.

"I don't know what's going on with Dad...hopefully it's nothing. But even if it is that, don't think less of yourself." He made no sign of relaxing or ending the embrace.
 
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Kelly didn't mind the fact that her son was gawking. Kelly wasn't even fully aware that her son was gawking with her having been somewhat mid rant about the merits of different pieces of meat. So many people in the world didn't even think of women as just pieces of meat, it just so happened that Kelly was unfortunately saddled with a husband who seemed like, and acted in every way like he did. Kelly had seen some girl in his phone and he'd told her it was a random business deal of his.

What kind of business deal involved naked women on your phone she'd thought. Of course she didn't say anything, because with them recently acquiring a strip club, that was a valid excuse. Kelly had been dead set against the accquisition, but their daughter had worked there in secret for a year when he bought it, and he bought it strictly so that his daughter wouldn't 'have to work there no more.'

Kelly was pleasantly stunned by the firm response and the hug "O-oh!" she said. The affirmation made her nipples hard. She felt Jimmy's dick. It was a little arousing, but she did nothing, reasoning that it was just a biological process. "Th-thank you son, but I think you had better figure something out with your er... situation." Part of her felt like it wouldn't be unreasonable for her to be the one to do something about his 'situation' due to mild guilt about the implication that she caused it, but another part of her was pretty sure that it would suck if someone found out about their relationship were they to be caught up in that sort of behavior.​
 
He blushed when she mentioned his "situation," not sure what to do. He adjusted himself so it didn't protrude as much, but that didn't make it disappear. He didn't know what to do now that he'd done what he could to mitigate the issue. Could he go back to hugging her? He wanted to, but didn't think he could risk it. Should he leave? He didn't want to, and she didn't seem to be suggesting it. So he just kind of hovered in the changing room next to her, not even a foot away from her beautiful, bare body.

It was in that situation that a loud burst could be heard, like a gunshot but in multiple stages. Something shook, his hand going to the wall of the changing room to steady himself, and even once that shock wore off, a low rumble could be both heard and felt. An explosion and an earthquake? He didn't know it, but the rumble was from a large building collapsing to the ground.
 
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"What the fuck was that?" Kelly called out. She opened the door and leaned out. Several customers seemed to be looking further toward the front of the store and out the storefront windows, nobody seemed to be paying attention to her. Not even the random other person that ran from another room past her to look. Sirens began to sound, producing a doppler effect as they went in front of the store, presumably on their way to the explosion. An alarm went off on her phone for the Emergency Alert System. She grabbed the pile of clothes, fumbled around in her purse, and checked her phone before reading it aloud "Potential Terrorist Attack... FBI has received reports that there may be terrorist activity in your area."

She cleared the report before making her way toward the front of the store so that she could see if they still had their car. Kelly wasn't paying attention to the fact that she was naked as she searched her phone for her husband's contact. She clicked it. There was a triple tone followed by "We're sorry. The number you have dialed is no longer in service."

"What the fuck?" she said to her phone, before turning back to her son "Jimmy, I don't want you to worry, but your father's phone is dead. I'm going to call your sister, maybe you call your brother?" she found her daughter's number on the contacts list and dialed. Several rings later someone picked up the phone, there was a muffled masculine sounding voice on the other end. "Yeah, who are you and why do you have my daughter's phone? [...] oh lost and found at The Landing Strip. Well, thank you. Do you know where my daughter is? No I don't know her stripper name. Well no I don't care that she's a stripper, but that's beside the point. Oh I'm a cool mom? Thank you!" Kelly said with a smile. "Well, listen, I've got to go I'm trying to track down my family in case you didn't notice the loud banging sound. Aww that's sweet, but I'm too old for you probably [...] You're not supposed to ask a woman her age. I dunno, maybe I'll forgive you, but does the name Bobby Falco mean anything to you"

*click*

She pulled the phone away from her ear and looked at it somewhat astonished "They always do that." Turning back to her son "Hey, you got anything?"
 
Like his mom, Jimmy was looking around as well. Initially, he looked in the direction of the noise, but that turned out to be useless given that a wall was in the way. He was more concerned with figuring out what had happened as well, so much that he didn't say anything as his mom had stepped out of the changing room to check her phone's alarm. After all, his phone had been doing the same thing. However, when she completely left the area and started walking up front, still completely undressed, that wasn't okay, and the surprise of the moment (for him) was overtaken by that, and he jogged over to catch up to her.

He'd been about to tell her to head back and get dressed when she turned back to him and gave him the news. He hadn't associated the explosion with the turned off phone. Maybe his dad had changed the phone service for some reason? However, he recognized the urgency to her and dialed. It wasn't until he got the same automated no service message that he sought her attention again. Somehow, the urgency of the situation had seemingly faded, because now the naked woman in front of him was clearly flirting with someone over the phone, and he wasn't crazy about it. On top of that, she was now just standing around in the store chatting. So he grabbed her hand and began leading her back to the changing room as she ended the call.

"His phone isn't working either," he said, heading back into the room with her.
 
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Kelly was a bit surprised at her son's reaction to their predicament, grabbing her and effectively yanking her back to the changing room that they had occupied before. While this was going on someone absorbed into their own phone was asking an associate if they had a TV in the building because of a report they were getting on their phone as well. Presumably further information on the suspected terrorist attack.

While the store itself didn't have TVs for sale, it seemed someone had either gotten access to the TV or were simply announcing the information they got on the internet "Customers, may I have your attention please, customers your attention please: We've just received word that today at approximately 11:41 AM, there were reports of an explosion damaging or destroying 5 homes on Penrose Avenue, death tolls are expected to be over a dozen. 3 corpses have been found so far, but remain unidentified. The Bayside County Sheriff's department declined to comment at this time."

Kelly listened to the intercoms, shocked to hear the news that the explosion occurred on Penrose, because that was the name of the street the Falco mansion was on. Suddenly it dawned on her that she had all the clothes under her arms. Some of the people outside began shouting at each other. Shit was about to get ral, and fast. "Son, that's our road, we gotta get out of here. The fire exits are nearby, let's blow this place. We gotta find out if it's us. You grab the car and swing back around the exit while I put some clothes on."

Without thinking too deeply she began to assemble an outfit out of the jumble of clothes she had "Seriously, go. We'll talk after."
 
Despite his mom's complete lack of urgency, he'd at least gotten her back inside the changing room where no one else could see her standing around naked in public. Now he could close the door and find out what was going on from her, because he wanted to know what had been said to her on the phone other than what sounded like flirting. In fact, he was equally curious about both parts of the conversation.

Unfortunately for him, before he could ask about it, the intercom came on and announced the explosion on Penrose, the street on which he lived. As the announcement came out, he placed his hand on her shoulder and let out a sigh. There was no guarantee that it was their home, or that the explosion was anything malicious. Still, with three dead and no one answering their phones, the thought was more than on his mind.

He could only nod when she mentioned that was where they lived. That part was obvious, but the rest of what she said made sense, too. "Okay," he said, and stepped out of the changing room while she got dressed, trying to walk casually so as not to draw attention...not for any specific reason; it just felt like the wiser course of action. In moments he was around back waiting for her to come out.
 
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Kelly quickly threw together a wardrobe out of things that may or may not still have had tags on them and thought about the recent goings on, her husband, her missing or possibly just absent minded daughter, The fact that two of their phones were dead, the other in a lost and found at a strip joint, and now the explosion, which they had to try to reconnoiter without drawing too much attention, lest they--members of a suspected but not proven mob family--be made for a terrorist attack.

But then again, that's why they had three cars. There was one car, a dinky little Honda Civic that firstly, wouldn't be unwelcome at a PTA meeting or student U-18 athletic event, both of which she'd used it for, and also happened to be a hybrid (her husband could care less, but pretense of concern for the environment in one vehicle choice could do no harm to their image). The second was a sports car that they used for social engagements and what she presumed was "cover" philanthropy where making a show of one's wealth was to be both appreciated and commanded respect. The third car, it was a black Mercedes S-Class sedan, which he typically took to meet with associates, to places he didn't tell anyone about.

Part of her wanted to even believe that in the cases where he went to the strip club it was for legitimate business. Part of her suspected he probably had businesses that she didn't know about. Certainly business ventures she didn't know about. Kelly was glad that her son had chosen not to bring the sedan because if this wasn't all just a big misunderstanding with the explosion, Bobby would have an absolute shit fit over them taking the Mercedes.

She opened the back door, which being an emergency exit triggered an alarm. This caused her to attempt to run badly in stupid women's shoes--but not full on heels, she was dressed less formally than that. The heel they did have was still kind of annoying though. When she finally got up to the civic, and as she got in remarked "Looks like it was pretty easy to get in here with the hybrid. Shall we?"
 
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