Could This Be Love - S02 E08

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Could This Be Love - S02 E08

Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 8

I t was after 9 PM on Saturday
evening and the three men sat in a
van waiting for Kevin to leave the
house. When they saw him get into
his car and back out of the driveway,
all three ducked down until he was
gone. Then they pulled ski masks over
their heads and hit the remote to turn
off the security system. With lighting
swiftness, they were up the driveway
and into the house.
Kathy screamed as the three masked
men broke into her bedroom. She was
wearing a silk bathrobe with bra and
thong panties underneath. The
kidnappers pulled the robe off her,
leaving her practically naked. At first
she thought they were going to rape her
but then they taped her mouth and
cuffed her hands behind her back. Her
eyes were wide with fright as the three
of them moved swiftly, pulling her to
her feet.
Suddenly, the bedroom door swung
open and Kevin rushed in. “What the…”
Then the lights went out for Kevin.
Kevin awoke with a major bump on the
back of his head. He sat up and looked
around, his mind still foggy, his vision
blurred. When he tried to move his left
hand, he found it shackled to a large
ring in the wall above his head. He
turned to the side and saw his mother
next to him on the tiny cot, her hand
also shackled to the same ring. She had
on a bra and a pair of thong panties.
Then he realized that he was in his
underwear as well.
For a minute, he couldn’t figure out
where he was or how he got here. Then,
suddenly, it started to come back to him.
He remembered leaving for his karate
lesson and then walking back into the
house to get something when he heard a
commotion upstairs. Then there was a
scream. He rushed up the stairs and
flew into his mother’s bedroom. He saw
her lying on the bed with a piece of duct
tape over her mouth. That’s when the
lights went out and it was the last thing
he remembered.
Something bad had happened but Kevin
couldn’t figure out what or why. His
mother’s back was to him and she
seemed to be sleeping. When he touched
her shoulder, she jumped and almost
screamed.

“Kevin,” Kathy said with relief, “you’re
alright.” Her eyes were wet with tears
as she turned and wrapped her free
arm around her son. “I thought you
were going to die.”
“I’m fine, I think,” Kevin said as he
hugged his mother with his free arm,
shaking his head to clear the cobwebs.
He reached back to feel the bump on his
head and said, “What the hell
happened?”
“I don’t know why, but I think we’ve
been kidnapped.” Kathy’s voice was
quivering as she looked at the door to
the small room with fear in her eyes. “I
saw three men with ski masks storm
into my room. The security system must
have been off because there was no
alarm. They told me to be quiet or
they’d kill me.”
“Kidnapped!” Kevin stuttered. “What
are they going to do with us?”
“I don’t know, but I heard them talking
about a ransom. God, they might kill
us,” Kathy said and started to sob.
Kevin pulled his mother tighter to him
and said, “We’ll get out of this, don’t
worry Mom.” However, Kevin didn’t
feel very confident as he looked around
the small room.
They were in a 10 by 12 room, with no
windows and two doors. The room was
sparely furnished with a small cot that
was barely wide enough for one person,
several wooden chairs, and a rickety
looking table. One bare light bulb hung
from the ceiling, casting eerie shadows
as it sung gently back and forth. From
the noise coming from outside the door,
Kevin guessed that they were in a room
off the kitchen. There was a clinking of
glass and the rattle of dishes. They could
be in a spare bedroom or maybe a
storage room.
Kevin knew that this whole thing had
something to do with his stepfather.
How many times had he told his mother
not to marry him, but she wouldn’t
listen. Now look at us, he thought. Kevin
mashed his teeth together and clenched
his fists in anger. If they ever got out of
this, he swore he’d kill him. “We have to
get out of here somehow,” Kevin said.

Then they heard loud talking in the
other room.
“What the hell did you bring the kid
here for?” a loud voice asked.
“We couldn’t help it boss. We either had
to kill him and leave him there or bring
him with us. There was nothing else we
could do.”
“All right, all right, let’s just make sure
there are no more mistakes. Did you
make the call?”
“Yep, just like you asked boss. I told
Quentin $5 million bucks. He recorded
it for the FBI,” the man said with a
laugh. “So what do we do with them?”
“Don’t worry, we’ll take care of that
later. Now, is everybody clear on what
they are supposed to do?”
There was a chorus of affirmative
answers. “All right. I’ll check in later,”
the leader said, “and Billy, you’re in
charge. Take good care of our guests.”
Then he pulled Billy aside and
whispered a warning to him.
“Got ya boss!” Billy answered.
Kevin and Kathy had heard most of the
conversation. They hoped that Quentin
would deliver the $5 million and then
their kidnappers would let them go free.

“I guess we’d better try to sleep,” Kevin
said pulling on the chain to make sure
he couldn’t get loose. Then, his mother
snuggled into his arm.
Several hours later, Kevin awoke with a
start. He was having a dream.
Incredibly, it wasn’t about being
kidnapped; it was about his mother and
they were having sex. Then, he realized
that he was lying with his front to his
mother’s back in a spoon fashion. His
left arm was shackled above his head.
His free right arm was over her body
and his hand was cupping her breast.
His penis was rock hard and had
slipped out of his boxer shorts and it
had wedged between his mother’s ass
cheeks. He started to pull away but his
mother moaned and pulled his arm
tightly to her chest. Now he could feel
her hard n----e under her bra in the
palm of his hand and his penis throbbed
between her cheeks. There wasn’t much
room on the single bed, so he couldn’t
pull away.
Suddenly, Kevin had a dilemma. Should
he just reach down and move his penis
or let it stay there and just enjoy the
excitement of being so close to his
mother. He really knew the adult thing
to do, however, his teenaged libido was
rapidly gaining control. His face flushed
hot and his penis pulsed. Slowly, he
began to saw his penis back and forth
between the wonderfully soft cheeks. He
could feel the little strip of his mother’s
thong panties rubbing against the head.

The tip of his penis was dripping juice,
making the friction pleasurable.
Kathy moaned in her sleep and pressed
her buttocks back. Her hand pressed
Kevin’s palm even tighter to her breast.

It seemed to Kevin that she might be
having the same kind of dream.
A little moan escaped Kevin’s lips and
his heart pounded in his chest. Almost
without warning, the swollen head of
his penis pulsed and his c-m shot out,
squirting between his mother’s cheeks
and over his underwear. Throb after
throb sent his sperm between their
bodies. When his balls were empty, his
body relaxed and he fell back to sleep.

Kevin awoke the following morning
before his mother did. He thought it was
daylight, however in the closed room he
couldn’t be sure. He looked at his watch
on the arm above his head and saw that
it was 6:30 in the morning. Then pain
shot through his shoulder, reminding
him of his uncomfortable position. His
left side ached and his body felt stiff. It
was amazing that he had slept at all
considering the circumstances.
Suddenly, he remembered what
happened last night. He looked down
and saw that his sperm had dried on his
shorts and his mother’s buttocks, so he
knew it wasn’t just a dream. Using his
shorts, he tried to gently wipe up the
evidence of his indiscretion.
When his mother stirred, Kevin pulled
his hand away. She turned over and
opened her eyes. There was a confused
look on her face, but then she moaned
when she realized where she was.
“It’s okay Mom. We’ll get out of this,” he
said reading her mind.
Suddenly, the door opened and a man
with a ski mask came in carrying two
plates of eggs, bacon, and toast. Behind
him, another man came in carrying an
automatic weapon. The man with the
food set it on the table and walked over
to them with a key in his hand to unlock
the cuffs.
“All right, don’t either of you try
anything funny, or you’ll regret it. You
got some food here, and you can use the
bathroom and take a shower,” he said
pointing to the other door. Then he left
the room, leaving the man with the
weapon sitting in a chair watching
them.
Kevin and his mother got up, moaning
as they stretched their aching muscles.
They ate breakfast and both took a
shower, putting the same underwear
back on.
The eyes behind the mask of the man
with the gun never left them.
Kevin moved around him carefully,
looking for any opportunity. He could
see him watching his mother and fought
to control his anger.

Kathy felt very exposed. Her flesh
colored bra and panties did little to hide
her nakedness. She could feel his eyes
watching her every move.
When they finished eating and bathing,

the man with the key came back in and
attached them to the bed again. This
time, he used a slightly longer chain so
that they could sit up. However, their
bodies had to press together on the
small bed. The facility had obviously
been set up for one person so it was
very uncomfortable for two people.
When the kidnapper finished locking
the two of them to the hook in the wall,

he and the man with the gun left again.
Kevin and Kathy spent the day on the
bed talking and worrying about what
was going to happen. Time seemed to
crawl by. However, Kevin didn’t mind
as much as he should have. After all, he
was sitting on a bed with the woman he
loved, half-naked. He had a difficult
time willing his penis to stay soft. His
mother’s naked thighs rubbed on his the
entire time. He had to force his eyes
away from her body. When he allowed
himself to look, he could see her nipples
through the thin bra. Several times, he
glanced between her legs and could see
the tight thong panties tucked between
her hairless lips. That sent a charge of
electricity to his penis.
Their guards came in several times with
food and to let them use the bathroom,
but otherwise they left them alone.

Kevin took the opportunity to ask his
mother some pointed questions.
“Mom, do you love Quentin?”
The question came unexpectedly and
shocked Kathy. “Uh… he’s providing for
us.” It was an evasive answer but
answered the question nonetheless.
“But what about love, Mom? Isn’t love
important?”
Kathy sighed and was silent for a long
time. “Yes, love’s important. I… I
thought I was doing the right thing in
marrying him. I was thinking of what
was best for us.”

“But you don’t love him, do you?”
Kathy was silent again. Then she
whispered, “No.”

Inside, Kevin was screaming with glee.
However, on the outside he tried not to
show it. “So when… and I mean ‘when,’
we get out of this I think we should pack
and get out.”

“But, what are we going to do?” she
asked almost rhetorically.
“We’ll make it,” Kevin said confidently.

Kevin took her silence to mean that she
agreed to leave.