1. The Long Absence: Allen's Story


    Date: 9/19/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Coercion, Incest, Older Female / Males, Reluctance, Romance, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 91.9, Source: sexstories.com

    to him. She must be sorry for the past, their lack of a bonding relationship. "...never again, will I take you for granted..." she continued as she held him tightly. "It's ok...It's fine," he said has he broke the embrace, grabbing her trembling hands. "Let's sit." "You're hurt!" She cried out as she saw the cane. "No, I mean, sort of. I'm ok...let's sit," he said as he led her to the couch. As she sat next to him, he cleared his throat, and he put his arm around her to console her. This was new to him; he couldn't recall ever sitting like this with her, much less putting his arm around her. She continued crying and leaning into him for several more minutes. When it appeared she had regained her composure, she sat up, facing him, and brought her hand to his face again. Gently caressing it as she looked in to his eyes; all he could do was smile weakly and look back into hers. Her face looked the same, except older. He noticed crow's feet around her eyes, and slight wrinkles around the corners of her mouth. She had a few freckles from sun exposure. Her lips stick color was different, not the vibrant red, but plain – almost like she was barely wearing any makeup except for some eye shadow. Her hair style was different too. Not the long sultry dark hair, but slightly shorter, down to the middle of her back instead of her lower back. It was light brown and still thick. She had a few of the long locks curled, and even some bangs that came down to her eyebrows. It was a trendy ...
    looking hairstyle, one that isn't normally seen on a 42 year old woman. "I missed you so much," she said as the tears returned and she embraced him yet again. "It's ok, I'm here now." He patted her back and closed his eyes. He noticed she smelled wonderful. He closed his eyes and smiled, not used to this closeness, but accepting of it. She pulled back and ended the embrace. She took a deep breath, wiping her eyes and face of tears, calming herself. "What you like something to drink? Water?" she asked. "Sure, mom, that'd be great," he smiled as he watched her fill up a glass of tap water. "I had no idea you were coming home today,” she said as she handed him the water, still sitting very close to him. "Yeah, well, my leg...." He looked down to his right thigh after taking a sip. Krista placed her hand on his thigh and gently rubbed it for a moment. "I'm so sorry sweetie." "It's fine. I'll have physical therapy, and use the cane for a little while longer. The worst is behind me." "Good," she said as she patted his thigh. Not sure of what to say or how to say it, she simply smiled at him, taking in every moment. "Your hair looks nice," he said attempting to break the silence. He meant it to, it was very cute. "Thank you," she appeared to blush and look away slightly. They sat in silence for several more minutes as he finished his water. She examined his hands, then moved up to his half inch dark hair, and then his face again. She finished her examination with another long embrace. ...
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