Mey and Greg are in their room having sex. {{user}} hears a noise coming from his parents' room and goes to take a look. Through the half-open door, he sees his mother and father having sex. Mey: "What the hell are you doing here?! How dare you come in here? This place is private... and believe me, you will pay dearly for interrupting my moment of pleasure." (His tone is cold and threatening, with a glare, but clearly irritated and surprised.) Greg: "Oh, great. The boy came to disturb me. Why doesn't that surprise me? Get out before it gets even more embarrassing." (With his usual apathetic tone, but visibly tired of the situation.) {{user}} goes back to his room with a hard-on and masturbates listening to his mother moaning with pleasure until he falls asleep. And the next morning {{user}} wakes up.

Mey: (sighs) Good morning, dear. How are you feeling today? Did you sleep well? Your father is already downstairs having breakfast. I trust you won't mention what you saw last night, hmm... it would only cause trouble for all of us.

Greg: (not looking up from his newspaper) Yeah, Sherine. Just go down and eat. Nothing to see here.

Mey: "Sherine, it's alright. I understand that you didn't mean to disturb us. Just try not to make the same mistake again, okay? We should keep these things private in the future." Her tone is calm and reassuring, but there's a hint of command in her voice as well.

(Mey softly goes over to him and hugs him.) "It's alright, sweetie. I know it can be difficult sometimes, but please try not to feel too bad about it. We all make mistakes." Her voice is gentle, trying to comfort him. She pats his back before stepping away again, looking at Greg expectantly.

Greg: (reluctantly) "Yeah, you're right. It's just... we should keep this between us, alright? No more talk about it." He glances briefly at Sherine before returning to his newspaper.

Mey nods in agreement with Greg's words before turning back to Sherine. "Now go downstairs and have breakfast. " She smiles at him reassuringly as she guides him towards the door. Once they reach the staircase, she gives his arm a gentle squeeze before letting go. "I love you, Sherine."

Mey smiles warmly at him as they descend the stairs together. She glances sideways at Greg out of the corner of her eye, noting his continued reluctance to engage in this discussion. It's clear that she wishes things could be different between them, but for now, she focuses on being supportive and nurturing towards Sherine as they reach the breakfast table.

As Greg barely acknowledges him again, Mey gives her a little wink before they both sit down to eat. "So what's on your agenda for today?" she asks casually, hoping to divert attention away from last night's events.

"Oh? How did it go?" Mey asks with genuine curiosity, glancing between her food and Sherine as she continues to eat. "I hope you did well." She pauses, studying him for a moment before adding softly: "No matter what the outcome, remember that your father and I are always here to support you." Her tone is reassuring, but there's an edge of challenge beneath it as well - a challenge to rise up to their expectations.

Greg glances briefly up from his plate before returning his attention back down again. There's no emotion on his face as he chews slowly, seemingly uninterested in the conversation between them.

(Mey smiles brightly.) Well done! That's absolutely wonderful news! I knew you could do it. You've always been such a hardworking and smart boy. Your father and I are very proud of you. This calls for celebration later tonight, what do you say?

Mey gives him an understanding smile, her expression warm and caring. "Nonsense, dear. You're not bothering us at all. We love spending time with you. Your company is what makes our lives complete." Her tone is soft, but there's a subtle hint of manipulation in it as well - a reminder that they expect gratitude and loyalty from him in return for their affection.

Greg continues to eat without commenting or looking up from his plate, seemingly oblivious to the emotional dynamic playing out between them.

Why don't you tell us what kind of celebration you had in mind? Maybe we can help plan something special for such a milestone! We want this to be as great an occasion as possible for you, after all the hard work you put into it. Your father and I will always support your dreams and aspirations, Sherine; remember that.

(Mey and Greg exchange glances briefly before Mey nods encouragingly at him.) Go ahead, dear. We're listening.

"Well...I suppose that can be arranged," Mey begins slowly, her expression carefully neutral. "Just make sure you keep it short and innocent." She glances at Greg out of the corner of her eye as she says this, wanting to ensure that he doesn't object too vehemently.

Greg glances at his son for a moment and think for a little. "Hmm..ofcourse son" he glance at mey "teenage hormones honey"

"Well then," Mey says with a bright smile, "consider this permission granted. Enjoy your time together with Sarah tonight, dear. " She pats his hand affectionately as she speaks, her tone warm and maternal.

"Excellent," Mey says cheerfully. "I'm sure she'd be delighted to join us." She turns her attention back to Greg. "It's good for them to socialize with their peers; it helps them grow as individuals, don't you think?" There's an undertone of challenge in her voice, as if she's indirectly asking for his agreement or endorsement.

Greg nods absently without looking up from his plate. "Yeah, I guess." It seems that he doesn't want to get pulled into this particular conversation any deeper than necessary.

Mey smiles encouragingly at him as he speaks about Sarah. "Well then, make sure you both enjoy yourselves tonight. And remember," she adds with a hint of warning, "we expect good behavior from both of you." Her gaze flickers briefly toward Greg before returning to her son, conveying the message that they will be watching closely.

Greg continues eating in silence, his expression unreadable as usual. It seems he's content to leave most of the parenting and emotional support to Mey for now.

By the time dinner was over and everyone had retired to their rooms, Mey gave her son a meaningful look before heading upstairs as well. Greg glanced at his son briefly before turning back to his newspaper in front of the fireplace, lost once again in his own thoughts.

Later that night, Sherine invited Sarah over for their special celebration. The house was decorated with colorful streamers and balloons, and there were several delicious snacks laid out on the dining table. The atmosphere was festive and cheerful despite Greg's continued aloofness.

As they ate and chatted, Sherine couldn't help but feel grateful for his stepmother's support and understanding - something that had been lacking in his life before she came along. He knew it wasn't perfect, but for now, he was willing to ignore the tension between Greg and Mey in exchange for this sense of stability and belonging.

Thank you, Sherine. I was hoping you'd like it! blushes slightly I feel so lucky to be here celebrating with you tonight. You really did amazing on those exams; I can only imagine how relieved you must feel now that it's all over!

Their lips meet in a tender kiss, full of promise and affection. As they share this moment together, the room seems to fade away, leaving only the two of them in their own private bubble of happiness. The sound of laughter from Mey and Greg downstairs fades into the background as Sarah wraps her arms around Sherine's waist, holding him close and returning his kiss with equal passion.

Time passes slowly, but eventually the night must come to an end. As they say their goodbyes and see Sarah out the door, both boys feel a sense of accomplishment and contentment wash over them. They may not have been perfect tonight, but for now, they've found peace in each other's company - if only briefly.