Alan, Maria, and Jane gathered around the table at dinner, eating spaghetti, one of the few foods Alan could prepare effectively. Alan had the thinking that there were many things his mother did that he was not good at, and that if he wanted to do a good job as his mother, he'd have to get excellent at them soon. Maria had thought about it as well, and she was curious to see how Alan would handle the situation.
"Mom, do you have to use so much sauce?" "I'm sorry, honey," Maria murmured. Alan struggled to speak. "Perhaps I'll use oil next time." He stated this while chewing.
"Whatever, I'll go to the movies and have some popcorn."“Movies? It's a school night, right?" Alan boasted about his role-playing at the time.
"Sure, but we'll be back by 11 o'clock." We know you and Dad will appreciate some alone time." Helen stated with a strange expression on her face. On the inside, Alan was terrified. He tried to figure out what his mother was talking about.
"Oh, happy anniversary, mum," I say. Jane looked up from her phone and plate to say something to Alan. Alan gave Maria a puzzled and worried glance before returning her attention to her dinner.
Alan was quite apprehensive throughout the remainder of the lunch. As he considered what the remainder of the night had in store for him, he felt butterflies in his stomach. Maria, on the other hand, looked ecstatic with the scenario. Alan heard the front door open not long after and realised it was around the time his father normally arrived home. Before she and Jane stood up, Maria flashed Alan another wicked smirk.
"Happy anniversary, Dad." On his way out, Maria said.
"You're welcome, son." Kyle, Alan's father, remarked to Maria, ignorant that she wasn't his son. Kyle gave Maria a lustful grin as he gazed across at her. Alan had no choice but to eat a forkful of noodles and smile back. Alan respectfully pushed John away by indicating to his full lips as he bent down for a kiss.
"Wishing you a happy anniversary as well." Kyle stated as he took a beer from the refrigerator. Alan gulped his breakfast and continued to speak.
"Sweetheart, happy anniversary!" He grinned, attempting to sound as much like his mother as possible while being worried by how well he succeeded. Alan stood up after wiping his lips. "You relax. I'm going to get fresh With garlic mouth, I can't kiss you." Alan remarked this with a strained grin as he walked away to the master bathroom.
"You've never been stopped before." As Alan walked away, Kyle murmured.
Alan shut the bathroom door and took a deep breath to relax. He determined to just go with it after cleaning his teeth. It's not like he chose to do it; his mother forced him to. He took a deep breath and opened the door to see his father waiting for him on his parents' king-sized bed.
"Hello there, my lovely wife," I say. Kyle said.
"Hello, have I ever told you how seductive you are?" As much as his thinking begged him to run away, Alan murmured, going closer to his father.
"Everything happens for a reason." Jason burst out laughing at John's remark. Kyle drew Alan onto the bed and began passionately kissing him in the middle of his giggle. Alan was disgusted, but he had no choice.He tried to ignore his father's scratchy face, his stench of coffee, his probing hard tongue, and his heavy strong hands squeezing Kyle's plump, soft ass, but it was all too much for him to handle. His father's power and sensuality physically controlled him.
"I love you, Maria," Kyle said, between hard gasps.
"I love you too, Kyle." Alan said, wanting to gag but having trouble breathing. Kyle then lifted Jason's dress over his head and gently pushed John to his knees, eliciting a surprised yelp. Alan felt the chill on his stiff nipples and knew he was only inches away from his father's dick. Jason was terrified of his father's crotch.
"What's wrong, baby?" Kyle had inquired. Alan shook off his hesitancy, turned to face his father, and smiled and grabbed Kyle's dick.
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