Morbid

When it was time to go to bed, Arnold and Annie went upstairs and stopped in the hallway.

“Arnold, I... I want to... well, I don't want to... I love you and...” Annie mumbled.

“I haven't slept in my bed in a while.” Arnold said.

Annie took in a deep breath and let it out. “Arnold, I just...” She sighed. “Goodnight.”

Arnold gave her a quick kiss. “Goodnight.”

Arnold went into his room and changed for bed, and Annie only had to change her large top. For the first time ever, she was a little self-conscious about being naked with Arnold in the house, and that bothered her. It bothered her a lot. She knew it was her own fault and she berated herself for thinking that her own son would try anything with her. She left her top off and walked across the hallway, topless.

“Arnold, I changed my mind. I want to cuddle my sweet little boy in bed tonight.” Annie said.

“Okay.” Arnold said and got out of bed. He followed her to her room and she put on a normal t-shirt, then the two of them climbed into bed and laid down.

“I'm sorry for acting so silly.” Annie said as he put his arms around her from behind. “You've grown up so much and I'm having a difficult time with my own feelings about everything.” She hugged his arms and let out another sigh. “I was so worried that these strong and comfortable arms of yours might change and become things I would fear touching me.”

Arnold kissed the back of her neck and then rested his forehead against it, the way he always did. It ensured that certain parts of their anatomy never touched in a sexual manner and now that Annie was hyper-aware of her body in relation to her son, she realized he had always done that. He never rubbed her by accident, or moved in his sleep, or even... heaven forbid... dry humped her in the mornings when he was practically guaranteed to have an erection.

“You've always been careful, haven't you?” Annie asked. “Of me... sexually, I mean.”

“Yes.” Arnold said.

“When did you know I might start getting nervous?”

“After I broke up with Heather.” Arnold said. “You didn't hug me as much and you didn't walk around in your bra and panties in front of me.”

Annie sighed. “I'm sorry. I didn't realize I did that.”

“I know.” Arnold said and she turned around in his arms.

“Why didn't you say anything?”

“I started dating Kelly and you went back to normal.”

Annie opened her mouth to respond, then she chuckled. “Do you like seeing me like that?”

“You're very pretty.” Arnold said and she laughed, because she knew that was his automatic response.

“I've been more foolish than I thought I was.” Annie said and gave him a kiss. “I'll try to stay normal from now on, okay?”

“Can I poke your pokey nipples when they poke me? They are very pokey.”

Annie laughed and put the tips of her index fingers on his. “No.” Poke. “You cannot.” Poke. “Poke my pokey nipples!” Poke. “It's not my fault I was born with pokey nipples!”

“You didn't train them?” Arnold asked.

“How in the world would I train them to poke harder?” Annie asked and laughed for several moments, then she calmed down. “Ooh. Oooh. That's funny.” She moved her hands to his face and cupped the sides of it. “Thank you, Arnold. Thank you.”

Arnold gave her two quick kisses and she laughed again.

“The kissing bandit?” Annie asked and he nodded. She turned back around and they settled into bed. “Just be careful who you do it to. It could really backfire if you're not careful.” She warned him. “Not every woman will like getting a kiss from a stranger, even if she likes kissing.”

“I can introduce myself first.” Arnold said, recalling the instructor at the DMV.

“Ha ha! Hi, there! I'm the kissing bandit! Mmmwah!” Annie made a kissing sound and laughed.

“That should work.” Arnold said and she laughed harder.

After a few minutes, Annie took several deep breaths and her breathing slowed down. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” Arnold said and hugged her tightly, then eased his hold and the both of them drifted off to sleep.

*

The next day, Beth was having her early morning cup of coffee and she went out onto her front porch to sit down and enjoy the cool air. Despite her complaints to her friends and neighbours about the mornings getting colder these days, she put on a sweater and went out anyway. She had just sat down when she saw Arnold come out through the front door of the house next door.

She held in her shout of surprise, because she didn't want him to know how nervous she was about him not coming home to complete the yard work. She had already put some money in an envelope for him, even with the job half finished, and she kept it on her refrigerator as a reminder. She watched him go to the backyard and lost sight of him, then he came back out with the tools.

“Hello, Arnold.” Beth said and her back straightened automatically.

“Hello.” Arnold said and he started to work. After a few minutes, she caught her breath when he paused and took off his shirt, because it was getting too warm to work and stay covered.

“I'll hold that for you.” Beth offered and Arnold walked over to hand it to her. What followed was her having a satisfying cup of coffee as she watched Arnold trim off the hedges in the front yard. The cooler weather kept the coffee at a manageable level and she drank it at a steady rhythm, just like Arnold worked at a steady rhythm.

Beth went inside the house and hung the shirt next to the jackets and went to the kitchen to get a bottle of water. He looked like he was sweating a little, so she also grabbed a small hand towel from the bathroom and went back outside. She waited for him to finish a particularly difficult cut and he put down the hedge trimmers to collect the branches.

“You should wipe yourself off and have a drink of water.” Beth held the towel and water out to him.

Arnold accepted the towel and wiped off his face and neck, then did a quick swipe over his blonde buzz-cut. He handed her the towel and took the water, took only a few small sips and not the guzzling gulp she thought he was going to take, then he handed the bottle back.

“Thank you.” Arnold said and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. He started to load the branches and leaves into the wheelbarrow and took them to the very back of his backyard. He came back and loaded it again, dumped that load, then did it again. He went back to trimming the hedge and kept working.

Beth stood there with her mouth slightly open in shock the entire time.

Every half an hour, Arnold returned to her and used the towel and sipped the water. He didn't thank her each time, though. Since she stayed right there, he assumed it was the same gesture and he had already thanked her for it. If Beth had been smart, she would have left and come back out each time and he would have kept thanking her. Arnold had almost finished the entire job by lunch time and Annie came out with a plate of sandwiches.

“Hi, Beth.” Annie said as she came over to her. “It looks like he's almost done.”

“Y-y-yes.” Beth said and looked at her hands. “Oh, damn. I ran out of water. Be right back.”

Annie chuckled and Arnold came over to her. “I'm glad she's staying out here to keep an eye on you.”

“She's taking care of me, too.” Arnold said and took a sandwich. “Thanks, Mom.” He said and gave her a quick kiss.

“I have more water.” Beth said and walked over to them with a couple of bottles. Seeing Arnold thank his mother the same way, made her relax. “Why don't we all sit down?”

The three of them sat on her porch and had a sandwich each with some water.

“I don't have any plans for this afternoon, so we're just going to relax and let you rest.” Annie said. “We can worry about bringing Claire back her tools tomorrow.”

“Okay.” Arnold said and went back to work.

“See you later, Beth.” Annie said and took the empty plate back to her house.

Beth waved and went around the house to watch Arnold finish the job. “Put your tools away and come into the house. I have something special to give you.”

“Okay.” Arnold said.

Beth went in the back door that led directly to the kitchen, while Arnold returned everything to the shed. She put the empty water bottles into the recycle bin and saw that her hands were a little messy from eating the sandwich. She went to the sink and washed her hands. It was then she realized that she had nothing to dry her hands.

She flicked her hands as if to dry them and sprinkled water all over her own face, sweater, and the counter. That made her laugh and she wiped her hands on her now wet sweater. It was red, so the wet parts were clearly visible.

“What were you thinking? Now it's soaked through!” Beth laughed and walked towards the bathroom as she lifted up her sweater to take it off. She had one arm out and then she froze when she saw Arnold come in through the front door. “A-A-Arnold!”

Arnold shut the door and walked over to her. “You look very pretty.”

Beth blushed deeply, because she was half naked in front of her neighbour's son and he just complimented her.

“Let me help you.” Arnold said in a calm voice and then pulled the wet sweater off.

“A-Arnold.” Beth whispered.

“Hi, there. I'm the kissing bandit.” Arnold said and put his arms around her.

Beth's mouth opened in surprise, then he kissed her unlike anyone had ever kissed her before. Before she knew it, her hands dug out his t-shirt and she rubbed her hands over his muscles and she kissed him back. A few moments later, her bra was gone and he was suckling her breasts. She moaned loudly as he played and teased her, then he picked her up.

“Bedroom.” Arnold said.

“Up... upstairs.” Beth whispered, instead of saying no or telling him to stop. She knew she should have, since it had started as a simple accident, and then she was on the bed and felt things she hadn't felt in years. His tongue and fingers were in places she was surprised he knew of, considering how young he was, then he did things to her that she absolutely loved.

It wasn't like she hadn't been touched or had sex in a while. In fact, just last month she had dated a handsome older man that had caught her interest. The sex was good, too. That thought brought her back to reality.

“Condom!” Beth exclaimed. She did NOT want to get pregnant by her neighbour's son.

Arnold stood up and he was already wearing one.

Beth started to relax and as Arnold climbed on top of her, she realized what was about to happen. “I'm old enough to be your mother!”

“I can't have sex with my mother.” Arnold said and slid inside of her.

“OHHHHHH!” Beth moaned loudly. She had never had anyone say something like that to her and something clicked inside of her head. Whatever that statement had changed in her brain, it made sex with him feel very, very naughty and extremely pleasurable. She came, and came, and came again as he moved in and out of her, then he started to use some more of the things Doris had taught him.

Beth writhed on the bed and moaned as Arnold made love to her. He changed positions and rolled her over, then suddenly his rock hard penis was digging so deep inside of her that her entire body shivered at the pleasure she felt. She came again and her eyes tried to roll into the back of her head. She fought the feeling, because she didn't want to pass out... not now... and she struggled to stay conscious.

“Ch-ch-change.” Beth managed to say.

Arnold moved on to the next position and she relaxed. She felt him moving and it didn't bother her as much. She was still being pleased; but, it wasn't mind numbing or too much for her to handle.

For about ten seconds.

Arnold switched again and then she felt him pressing himself inside of her and rubbing the deepest part of her. She came and came, then she couldn't fight the feeling anymore and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she blacked out.

*

Arnold felt it when Beth passed out, so he stopped having sex with her and checked her. He had read about basic medical procedures after Kelly's incident and knew what to do with someone that was unconscious. He did everything to make sure she had a clear airway and wasn't going to choke, checked her pulse, and since she was naked, he didn't have to loosen any clothing. He turned her onto her side and made sure that she looked comfortable.

He thought about leaving, then remembered that someone had to stay and make sure the person woke up. He picked up the phone and told his mother that he was staying at Beth's for a little while and that she insisted if he was going to rest from a job he did for her, it was going to be at her place. Annie laughed and told him to come home whenever Beth lets him leave.

Arnold laid down beside her to look into her eyes, so he would know exactly when she woke up, then he started to count. This was definitely going to add to his data collection set. He hadn't had sex and knocked someone unconscious before, so it was a new experience for him. With the look on Beth's face, he guessed that it was a new experience for her, too.

*

Beth opened her eyes and her body still tingled from what had happened, then she gasped. “Arnold!”

“You were unconscious for thirty four minutes and ten seconds.” Arnold said. “How do you feel?” He asked, since that was what the instructions had said.

“I... oh, my god.” Beth closed her eyes. “We had sex.”

“You did.” Arnold said. “I haven't finished yet.”

“WH-WH-WHAT?!?” Beth yelled.

“I stopped when you fell unconscious.” Arnold said. “I didn't want to hurt you if I kept going.”

“That... was nice of you?” Beth asked and shook her head. “Oh, god. I just had sex with Annie's son.”

“I'll try not to knock you out this time.” Arnold said and sat up.

“What... no, you...” Beth started to say, then he was on top of her and back inside. “OhhHHHH!” She moaned loudly as she came again, to her surprise, and he hadn't even started. “Arnold, please...”

“I'll be more careful. I know your tolerance now.” Arnold said. “Number four is the best for you.”

“Number four wha... OH MY GOD!” Beth yelled when he put her into position four and all she felt was his penis as he rubbed her all over on the inside. She had never... never... had anyone do that to her before. She didn't know something like that was even possible and she came again and again.

Arnold was right, though. She didn't black out from pleasure, even though she really thought she should have.

One person shouldn't feel this much pleasure! Beth thought, because she couldn't speak out loud through her grunts, moans, and yells of pleasure. It's too much! I'm coming too much!

Arnold slowed down to check her and she suddenly reached up and grabbed onto his shoulders.

“D-d-d-don't.... s-s-s-stop!” Beth squeaked out.

Arnold took her at her word and kept going.