There Can Be Only One (Part 9)

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There Can Be Only One Chapter 9


As is customary in our house on a Saturday evening we all dig in and help mum clear up the dinner dishes so that mum and Cathy can go watch the latest episode of one of those stupid phone in and get rid of a wannabe on TV. Dad says he can’t stand them but he always sits and watches them with mum and Cathy.

Dad went off to grab his usual chair in the lounge whilst mum made him a cup of tea.

The girls ran upstairs to do whatever they had to do before their programmes started. I hung back in the kitchen.

“Did you shave?.”

“Ross,.”

I just stood an arms length away and stayed silent.

Mum nodded.

I smiled. My eyes were focused on mother’s breasts. The dress she was wearing was a pretty flowery one with buttons going all the way down the front to the hem. I raised my right hand and placed it firmly on her left tit. She took a sharp intake of breath, a quick glance towards the hall and the lounge before she grasped me by the wrist.

“Stop,stop this right now..” She did not release my wrist after I allowed her to pull my hand away. “This has to stop Ross,its wrong.”

“There can be only one.”

“What,what are you talking about,Cathy said the same.”

“You will find out soon enough,I will instruct Cathy to tell you,in the mean time lift my hand back up to your tit.”

“Ross,nooo,.”

“I want to feel your tits.”

“Rosssssss,.”

“Ok,let go of my wrist,I have got a few e-mails to send and some photographs to run off.”

Mum’s look was once again one of shock,her eyes grew wide
.
“That’s blackmail.”

I just smiled, neither acknowledging that what she said was true or false, although we both knew it was blackmail. I started to turn and pull against mother’s grasp.

“Wait,wait,let me take dad’s tea to him..”

“Come straight back.”

She sighed.

“Alright,but we are going to talk young man.”

Mum let go of my wrist, made dad his cup of tea and took it to him. I jumped up on the counter and sat facing down the kitchen into the hall. From that vantage point I could see if anyone was going to interrupt us. I was just adjusting my shorts to give my cock more room when mum returned. She stood before me about three feet away.

“Right young man,.”

“What size tits are they mum?.” I interrupted.

“Ross,..”

“Listen mum,I don’t want to keep on telling you,if you don’t answer me straight away,or do as I say then I WILL go upstairs and carry out my threat,Now what size are they?.”

Mother gulped before answering in a quiet voice, “36 C.”

“Wow,so what size are Susie’s,hers are bigger than yours,.”

“Ross that’s your elder sister you are talking about,and I don’t know.”

“Roughly?.” I gave mum a look so that she knew I was wanting an answer.

“I don’t know,about 36D…maybe DD.”

“Wow,gonna have to see those some day.”

“Ro,.” I held my finger up to my mouth

“Show me yours.”

“I cant,not here.” mums head swung around to see if anyone was behind her.