Things came to an end after a few more hours. Ben tried to make his way over to Jessie, but before he could, Luciana took him by the shoulder and pulled him off to the side.
“I need to speak with you for a minute, Ben,” she said. Her tone of voice said more than any words. She knew that something had happened.
“Alright,” he said. “Uh, what’s up?”
Luciana pulled him into the stage wing and turned to face him. She was smiling slightly, an expression that didn’t match up with what Ben had been expecting.
“How was it?” she asked.
“I’m sorry?” Ben shook his head. “How was what?”
Luciana flashed him a deviously coy smile.
“How was it acting with Jessie, today?” she asked.
“Oh. It was… interesting.” Ben thought for a second and then added, “Interesting in a good way. She’s very committed to the performance.”
Luciana nodded.
“I noticed the same thing,” she said. “I’d initially given her a smaller role, but I’m not so sure if it would fit her now. She did an excellent job as Juliet today.”
Ben frowned.
“What are you saying?” he asked. “I thought Mika was going to-“
“Mika was my first choice, clearly,” she said. “But Mika skipped rehearsal without any excuse today. That’s unacceptable.”
Ben nodded, still feeling a little conflicted.
“If Mika shows up to rehearsal on Monday,” said Luciana, “Then I will talk to her about why she was absent, and we will go from there. I want your opinion, Ben. Which one would you rather have across from you?”
“I…” Ben shook his head and almost laughed. “How am I supposed to answer that? I met both of them yesterday.”
“I’m going to consider your opinion on this, too,” said Luciana. “I’ll have the two of them switch on and off for the next rehearsal. Feel them both out. See what they have to offer the role. Figure out which one you have better chemistry with.”
“Uh…” Ben scratched his head, a bit stunned by the request. “Yeah, I can do that.”
“Thank you, Ben.”
Luciana reached out and took him by the shoulders. She leaned in close, close enough to make Ben acutely aware of what an attractive woman she was. She brought her lips to his cheek and gave him a soft kiss, letting her mouth linger by his ear.
“Let me know if you need anything else,” she whispered.
Ben left the theater, reeling from the events of the day. He was so caught up in his thoughts that he almost didn’t notice Jessie standing at the bottom of the stairs outside. She smiled and waved when she saw him.
“Hey,” she said. “I wanted to, uh, talk to you.”
Ben smiled at her and felt a bit of the tension melt off his shoulders.
“Of course,” he said. “I was hoping we’d get a chance to touch base after your… performance on stage.”
Jessie blushed a little, but also looked a little flattered.
“Yeah…” she said, fidgeting with her foot. “I get really into the roles I play. And, well, you make a really good Romeo.”
“Thanks,” he said. He thought about telling her about what Luciana had said to him, but it seemed like it would be a betrayal of the director’s trust.
“Anyway, I wanted to just see if… well… if maybe.” Jessie looked up and met his gaze. “If maybe you’d want to hang out sometime? If you aren’t too weirded out by me, I mean.”
Ben chuckled, and then held out his hands, realizing how Jessie might interpret the gesture.
“Yeah, I would,” he said. “And no, I’m not weirded out. It was actually kind of… well, it was really hot.”
Jessie took a step toward him, putting herself within his reach and instantly changing the tone of the conversation.
“Well, that’s kind of what I’m into,” she said, softly. “Doing things like that, with other people around. In secret.”
“I can see why,” said Ben. Jessie stepped even closer, and he saw her eyes dart toward a thick bush next to the side of the theater, away from prying eyes.
“Anyway, I have to get going,” she said. “Here’s my number.”
She scribbled it down on the back of Ben’s script. He thought about kissing her in the empty moment between when she finished and when she turned to go and decided against it.
“I’ll see you later,” he said.
“Yeah! See you later.”
He watched her walk off and couldn’t help but admire the curves of her hips, and the feminine sway of her steps.
CHAPTER 14
Ben had a grin on his face when he final made it home. For the first time in a long time, he felt optimistic, almost giddy about his future. It was a little past lunch time, and it wasn’t until he’d made most of the way up to his front door that he noticed a car he didn’t recognize parked in the front driveway, next to his mom’s car.
A cold premonition slithered down the edge of his back. His mom hadn’t mentioned having company over the day before, and she was the type that usually would have. Ben frowned slightly as he walked up the steps, trying to work out who it might have been.
His mom was sitting in the living room, and she was in the middle of a hushed conversation, with Dr. Kim. Both women looked up at him as he walked inside, Dr. Kim in her business casual blouse and skirt, and his mom in a t-shirt and yoga pants.
“Uh…” Ben scratched his head and tried his best to not look as confused as he felt. “What’s going on?”
“Have a seat, sweetie,” said Alexa.
Ben hesitated for only a moment before joining the two of them on the couch. They made room for him in the center, with one of them on either side.
“Ben,” said Dr. Kim. “Do you know why your mom had me over for a visit today?”
He frowned.
“I… have a general idea of why,” he said.
His mom reached her hand over and set it on his shoulder.
“Honey, it’s about your behavior over the past few days,” she said.
Ben shook his head.
“My behavior? I’ve felt amazing, mom. Ever since I started the treatment. I’ve felt better!”
Alexa sighed and squeezed her hand.
“You’ve felt better,” she said. “But you haven’t been better.”
“Ben, do you recognize where I stand in all of this, as a third party?” asked Dr. Kim.
Ben turned to meet her gaze. She looked very serious and very unlike the flirtatious psychiatrist he caught in the midst of an indecent act the morning before. Her blouse looked good on her, pulling tightly against her bust, making it seem as though it was within his reach if he wanted.
“Ben, are you listening to me?” asked Dr. Kim. Ben blinked and realized that he’d been staring at her for several seconds.
“This is exactly what I mean, Dr. Kim,” said Alexa. “Even his director agrees with me.”
“What?” Ben shook his head. “What is that supposed to mean?”
“Ben, we need to have a serious talk about how your treatment is progressing,” said Dr. Kim. “From what your mother has told me, you’ve been compromising the effectiveness of it through your… enthusiasm.”
Ben stood up and took a couple of steps away from the couch. He wasn’t mad. He wasn’t even embarrassed. More than anything, he was confused.
“Look, the treatment has been helping,” said Ben. “And if it’s an issue, I think we can start moving away from it.”
His mom’s reaction wasn’t what he’d been expecting, and came off as an unreadable mix of surprise and another, less identifiable emotion. Dr. Kim leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees on the edge of the couch.
“What are you talking about, Ben?” she asked.
“I… met someone, today.” He felt his grin, sheepish and hopeful, slip back onto her face. “A girl. I got her number, and I think, well, I think I’ll be okay on my-“
“This is exactly what I mean,” sa
id Alexa. “He’s not in his right mind!”
“What?” Ben frowned.
“Your director called me half an hour ago,” said his mom. “It was why I brought Dr. Kim over, so that we could have this conversation!”
Ben could only stare at her, more confused than he’d ever been before in his life.
“Ben,” said Dr. Kim, in the type of calming voice a farmer might use on spooked livestock. “Alexa told me that your director had some concerns about what happened today during rehearsal.”
He didn’t say anything.
“I cannot stand Luciana,” said Alexa. “But I listened to what she had to say. And…”
His mom’s face turned a shade of beet red, red enough to make him feel embarrassed, both for her and for himself.
“She told me that you and another girl spent most of the rehearsal… engaged, with each other.”
Ben cringed.
“I mean, yeah, but, nobody really noticed…” He thought about it for a second, and then felt even more embarrassed.
“This is something that can happen, Ben,” said Dr. Kim. “And it’s nothing for you to be ashamed of. It’s a side effect, something that can happen during the early stages of intimacy therapy, before a proper rhythm is developed.”
“I don’t understand,” said Ben. “We were just fooling around.”
Alexa stood up and walked over to him. She pulled Ben into a side hug and ran a hand through his hair. Rather than calming it down, the embrace only seemed to channel his emotions into arousal, making him acutely aware of her soft her breasts were, and how terribly, insanely gorgeous his mother was.
“Ben,” said Dr. Kim, in that same soft voice. “We’re going to have to continue with your therapy at a more aggressive pace, in order to keep you balanced. Is that something that you’re alright with?”
Ben turned so that he was facing his mom and felt his burgeoning erection brush up against her inner thigh. He nodded.
CHAPTER 15
“What you and your mom have been doing up until now is part of the problem,” said Dr. Kim.
She walked over to Ben and Alexa slowly, holding one hand to her mouth and fidgeting her glasses with the other. Ben frowned.
“But, you just said-“
“What I mean by that,” she interjected, “is that the two of you have been approaching intimacy therapy in way that doesn’t achieve full release.”
It was Alexa’s turn to disagree with the doctor. She didn’t pull away from Ben, and if anything, slid her thighs open a little further, letting their physical contact intensify.
“I already talked to you about this, Dr. Kim,” she said, hotly. “I’m not going to do anything with my son that goes against my beliefs as a mother. Absolutely not!”
Dr. Kim sighed. Ben had seen that face on doctors before. It was the same tired expression they’d wear whenever they had to explain the nuts and bolts of a treatment to someone who clearly wasn’t getting it.
“Are you alright with kissing your son?” she asked. “Are you alright with hugging him?”
Alexa nodded suspiciously.
“Then there is no reason why this should be any different,” said Dr. Kim. “Now, listen before you interrupt me again. I’m not telling you to, well…”
She trailed off and turned her head slightly to the side, as though she knew that even saying the words would set Alexa off.
“There are other things you can do,” said Dr. Kim. “And it’s important that you, given your relationship with Ben, be the one to do them.”
“I think we should listen to her, mom,” said Ben. He kissed his mom on the cheek and wrapped his arms around her waist. She felt hot and soft, good and bad.
“Intimacy therapy is divided into different levels of treatment,” said Dr. Kim. “Right now, the two of you are at level one, so to speak. Increasing the therapy to level two would only require you to make intentional physical contact.”
She eyed Alexa and then Ben, scanning their faces for understanding.
“Do you follow me?” she asked. “Intentional physical contact. The kind that you’d get from manual release, with hands or with-“
“I get it!” Alexa’s face was bright red. She squeezed Ben against her as though he was a protective shield against the doctor’s orders. Ben felt his hard on pressing into her and did little to discourage her.
“Alright.” Dr. Kim turned her lips up into a knowing smile. “I’m glad. If we’re clear on that, and you’re both okay with it, then there is just one more thing we should address.”
Ben nodded, though almost all of his attention was on his mom. His hands were moving across her back and butt and he was slowly grinding himself against her. Alexa was breathing more heavily, half in the conversation with Dr. Kim and half somewhere else, somewhere bad.
“What is it?” she said, half out of breath.
“I’ll need you to record your sessions,” said Dr. Kim. “Only at first! So I can make sure that you’re… performing the procedure properly.”
Ben groped at his mom’s breast and kissed her again, half on the cheek and half on the lips. Alexa nodded to the doctor, too distracted to use her mouth to form words. Dr. Kim was staring at the two of them, and it seemed to take a great effort of will for her to make her exit toward the door.
“Let me know if anything else comes up,” said Dr. Kim. “I’m happy to help in any way that I can!”
They weren’t listening. Ben maneuvered his mom over to the couch, humping against her as they went like a horny dog.
“Your treatment…” whispered Alexa. “I think we should do it, if you need it.”
“I do,” whispered Ben. He felt his mom’s hand running over the bulge in his jeans and let out a pleasured sigh.
Alexa pulled away from him for a moment. She raced around the living room, drawing blinds closed, locking the front and back door, and doing everything else she could to seal the two of them off from the rest of the world. Ben waited impatiently, wondering if he should take off his pants, or if that would be too forward.
He watched her, and had a moment of sharp, shameful clarity. His cock was rock hard, and it was because of her, his mother. Everything Dr. Kim had said about the treatment felt like empty justifications for an illicit, sinful act. But even so, he didn’t care, and that was a scary thing to realize when it came to the most important woman in life, the most important relationship in his life.
“Do you want me to get some lotion, sweetie?”
Ben unzipped his pants.
“No,” he said. “Your hands are already so soft.”
His mom smiled at that. She sat down on the couch next to him and took a deep breath, either to calm her nerves or to calm his. She helped Ben slide his pants down and rubbed her hands together, as though trying to warm them up.
“You are pretty, uh, well endowed, in your lower half,” she said, with an almost wicked smile on her face. “Just so you know. Not that it’s really, well, appropriate, for me to be saying such things.”
Alexa laughed nervously and then met his eye, as though looking for reassurance. Ben nodded and then shrugged.
“So are you, mom,” he said. “You’re amazing. All of you.”
She leaned her head to the side slightly. It clearly wasn’t new information to her, but she still looked flattered.
“Alright.” She leaned over him and rubbed her hands on his hard, sensitive cock through his boxers. “Are you ready, honey?”
CHAPTER 16
Ben watched as his mom slowly pulled his boxers down. She was crouching in front of him on the couch, her breasts pushing against her t-shirt, and long strands of her dark blonde hair falling across her oval face.
His mouth was slacked open in a mixture of surprise and disbelief. Alexa saw his expression and let a single, sweet giggle, before seductively pursing her lips and letting her fingers run over the naked flesh of his hard cock.
“You look so excited, sweetie,” she said, letting her hand gently
wrap around his member. Ben practically melted into the couch under her touch. It felt so good that he almost wanted to cry, so good and so wrong, and so far off the familiar path of their loving, chaste, parental relationship.
“I am excited, mom,” he managed. “And it, wow, it feels really good.”
“Really?” She seemed genuinely pleased by his reaction. “Does this feel good?”
She slowly brought her palm up to the tip of his erection, and then down to the very shaft. Her hand felt soft, warm, and incredible, as though it was giving off the essence of pleasure and imbuing it directly into his cock.
“It feels incredible, mom,” he whispered.
Alexa stopped for a moment, releasing her grip and extending her fingers into a stretch. Ben felt disappointment flood over him. He could see it in her eyes. She was teasing him and loving every second of it.
“Does it feel better than what the redheaded girl did for you, today?” she asked. Her voice had a possessive quality to it that took Ben off guard.
“Luciana told you that much?” He winced. His mom moved in closer to his cock, gripping it again, and licking at her lips as she slowly began to resume stroking.
“Well?”
“Yes!” Ben writhed in pleasure under her touch. “It feels better, mom.”
Alexa nodded, though it was hard to tell whether she was pleased or embarrassed by his reaction. She focused her attention on his cock, stroking it with gentle, loving movements. Precum began to coalesce at the tip in a single, gooey pearl. She ran her thumb over it and smiled.
“You shouldn’t get used to this, you know,” she said. Ben nodded. He could see her breasts jiggling slightly underneath her shirt as her body moved along with the movements of her hand.
“I know, mom,” Ben said.
“The treatment is only temporary,” she said. Ben nodded, almost unable to hear her over the intensity of the pleasure rushing through his body and head.
“I know,” he repeated. “But it’s… Mom, it’s good. It’ so good. And I love that it’s you doing it.”
Alexa raised an eyebrow at that. She shifted position, moving in closer to Ben, but coming in from the side. Her breasts rested on his thigh as she continued to stroke, and she angled her head and stared at his cock intently.
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