Family with my son

We sat on the sofa that evening looking at each other. Damn, he was so handsome. I looked at my son as my friend, my lover and soul mate. He was all three and I didn’t want to give any of it up. Baby I love you. I know you are my son. But I have fallen for you. hard and I love you. I don’t want to stop where our relationship has led us. I am in love with you and I want you. I need you to want me too.
I do, Mom I have always wanted you. I want you even though you are my mom. I am in love with you too and I don’t want to stop loving you. I want you Mom, and I want to make love to you.
Then take me…. and take what is yours and don’t ever stop. Keep loving me no matter what…
He came to me and picked me up off the sofa. He made love softly, gently, and caringly. He took his time memorizing my body, enjoying every inch of it. I was happy to let him too. We carried on like lovers. We barely slowed down. My son, my lover, my future.I don’t want to change what we are.
It has been ten years since me and my son have been living as a happily married couple.I gave birth to twin girls, they look a lot like daddy, They are healthy and great looking girls. We were worried so we had them checked out completely before I delivered. Pleased to say they are fine.My husband has a phenomenal job. He loves his work but he makes time at home to be with me and our daughters.I asked him a few times if he wanted to try for a son. But he keeps telling me that the risk is too great that another incestuous child might have medical issues.