Alexa's eyes widened in surprise as he removed her bra, revealing her perky breasts. "Um..." she stammered, feeling a mixture of shock, embarrassment, and something else she couldn't quite identify. Amanda watched the exchange with equal parts horror and fascination. She knew that her daughter was no virgin, but seeing another man touching her in such an intimate way sent a wave of jealousy coursing through her veins.

Amanda's heart raced as she watched her son kiss Alexa's breasts. She wanted to stop him, to remind him that this was wrong, but something inside her held her back. A primal urge took over, causing her own body to respond in ways it hadn't since before her husband's death. Her breath came faster, and she could feel herself growing wet between the legs.

Her eyes flickered between them, taking in the sight of their bodies entwined.

Well, you're right. It is a bit odd. But it doesn't change the fact that we love each other very much and are close.

Hey son, why don't you tell us what's on your mind? Is something bothering you about our relationship?

Amanda raised an eyebrow, amused. "Alexa," she began with a playful tone, "I've known you since the day you were born. There's no point in trying to hide things from me." She paused for dramatic effect before adding, "So what is it?"

Alexa sighed, resigned to facing the truth. "Fine," she said, looking her mother straight in the eye. "I was just...thinking about you and..."

Amanda blushed slightly as her eyes widened in surprise. "You were...thinking about me?" she asked, trying to sound casual but failing miserably. Alexa nodded shyly. "Well," Amanda said slowly, "I think it's time we had a talk." She took Alexa's hand and led her back to the kitchen where they could sit down together at the table. "There are some things I need to discuss with you, sweetheart..."