My Adopted Family

Several years have passed.

The eldest daughter, Amara, proudly debuted as a professional tennis player and became famous around the world.

The youngest daughter, Lyricia, also overcame her days of obscurity and was actively working as an idol.

And Rye became a college student.

An ordinary college student. But it was an important step for Rye and me.

I was happier than when Amara made her professional debut or when Lyricia first ranked first on the music charts because I knew they could do it, but I didn't know about my son. I'm happy he became more normal and started going out.

"My son. Thank you for growing up so wonderfully."

There was also a change in Rye.

If I try to hug him like I did when he was little, he gets embarrassed and pulls away.

At the same time, I feel the loneliness that comes from not being able to hug each other like before and the pride that Rye has grown so much.

Rye is all grown up now, so it can't be helped. I thought so at the time.

It was one day when I returned drunk after finishing filming the last drama.

I was drunk, but not so drunk that I was passed out. However, I deliberately pretended to be drunk and passed out because if I pretended to be drunk like this, I could legally hang on to Rye.

"Mom… … ."

Rye picked me up and took me to bed. Oh, how wonderful this is.

But the work didn't end there.
Rye put his hand on my breast while I was pretending to be asleep. It was a very short time, but I could clearly feel it.

I was shocked as if the world had been turned upside down.

Should I scold him, tell him, or just pretend not to know?

My mind was confused. I couldn't figure out which was the right answer.

I decided to pretend not to know for now.

Although things have improved a lot, his situation is still unstable. I didn't know that if I made a mistake, it could be irreversible.

But… … Does Rye see me as a woman, too?

But there's nothing left like the charm of my youth.

After a few days of worrying, I witnessed another shocking scene.

Rye hiding women's panties and taking them into the room?

Since Rye is a man, it is natural for him to have sexual desires.

But stealing your family's panties is wrong. If Ama or Lye found out, it could be a big problem.

I approached the front room cautiously. When I put my ear to the door, I heard something coming from inside. But I couldn't tell what the sound was.

After some thought, I decided to open the lock and go inside. Rye might be surprised, but it was also a mother's role to scold him for doing something wrong.

"Rye, are you sleeping?"

"Uh, no, Mom. why?"

I opened the door, speaking to Rye as naturally as possible. It was reported up to here that Rye was embarrassed inside the door.

And when I opened the door and entered the room, the scene I had imagined unfolded in reality.

Rye was naked and masturbating with his panties.

"Rye, where did you get those panties?"

"Uh, mom… … ."

I pretended to be angry and asked Rye.

Rye was trembling pitifully, but I couldn't help but ask. This is necessary for the good and the future.

Rye looks at the panties in his hand. It was a different brand from what I usually wear.

"Is this by any chance Ama?"

Why am I disappointed? Deep down in my heart, I may have secretly been hoping that Rye would see me as a woman.

However, the one Rye chose was my eldest daughter, Amara.

Even in my eyes, Ama is a healthy and attractive woman. In a way, it was natural that Rye looked up to his older sister, not his mother.

But I didn't like it. A dark, unidentifiable feeling of jealousy welled up in my heart.

I look down at Rye, who is trembling. Rye's penis was sticking out between his legs.

He tried to cover it up with both hands, but perhaps because of its length, the pink ends stuck out. His appearance was so lovely that my heart tightened.

My heart as a woman, which I had forgotten for a long time, was rekindled. And that person was Rhe, whom I had raised thinking that he was my son.

From that day on, my distorted relationship with Rye began.

I continued my relationship with Rye under the pretext of alleviating his sexual desires and helping him with masturbation. Gradually, the intensity of the act became more intense, and now it became natural for me to suck him and let him touch my breast.

Where will this immorality end? Along with the joy that seemed to set my body on fire, a dark feeling of anxiety was gathering like a dark cloud.

I knew from the beginning that this was wrong.

We will face catastrophe someday, and it will ultimately leave a big scar on me and my son.

Even though I thought that I had to stop doing this for Rye's sake and that I really had to stop now, I couldn't let go of Rye. Even though I decided to break off the relationship this time, my relationship with Rye ended up moving forward even further.

"Rye♡ Ah, Rye… … ♡"

I experienced an intense orgasm, the likes of which I had never felt before. By the hands of Rye and the tongue of his.

Now, we were no longer mother and son. It was just a man and a woman lost in sexual desire.

I didn't know something like this existed in the world. And now that I knew this happiness, I didn't think I could give up Rye.

"Rye… … What should as your mother, I can do... ?"

It didn't matter if the destruction that came after was mine alone. If that was the case, I could accept it as much as I wanted.

But it cannot go after Rye. As a mother, I had to follow the rules. I couldn't continue this relationship.

I spent the night holding the clothes that Rye left behind.

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