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Disclaimer: The Bill Engvall Show belongs to Very Funny Productions. This
story is not-for-profit but I own it.

Date: 06/27/2008

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Voyurism, male solo sex, incest, strong language, female solo
sex, male/female sex

Category: Het

Pairing: Susan/Trent

Archive: Yes

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Summary: After Susan picks Trent up at the mall and drives him home, a sudden
rainstorm gets them both soaking wet and causes something else to happen
between them.

Other Notes: This AU story is based on a picture entitled 'MsBehind' by an
artist known as Dirty Deeds.

Dedications: None so far.
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Bill Engvall Show: Susan And Trent
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])

It had all began during the afternoon hours of June 27th within the suburban
Denver, Colorado home of a successfull therapist and family counselor whose
name happens to be Bill Pearson, who lives inside that house with his
beautiful wife Susan, their teenage daughter Lauren, their teenage son Trent
and his little brother Bryan and no matter how hard he has tried to do
so, poor Bill is unable to make sense with his own kids.

And if you were to ask me, I do believe that the real reason why Bill was
unable to do that is because both he and Susan were unable to notice what to
really expect from them and if some of you folks still want to know what I'm
trying to get at with that little bit of logic, I might as well go ahead and
keep on telling you the story that I'm writing right now.

You see, it was after she had sat herself down on the living room sofa,
looked through the TV Guide and noticed that her favorite show entitled 'Most
Outrageous Moments' was going to be on KUSA-TV NBC Channel 9 on that very
night, only to have the sound of the phone ringing cause a curious Susan to
put the TV Guide down, get off the sofa and walk over to the phone.

And after she had stared at the phone and thought to herself, *That's funny.
Bill had just drove himself and Paul to work this morning. Don't tell me
that he's having some problems with the car already. *, Susan had picked up
the phone ready to hear the forementioned bad news from Bill or his best
friend, a African-American adult male named Paul DuFrayne but after she had
placed the phone to her ear, Susan had taken a deep breath and said, "Hi,
Bill. Oh, Trent. I really am sorry about that. Why would they leave you at
the mall like that? On second thought, Trent. Never mind. I'll come over
there and get you. Just stay right where you are until I get there, okay?
Okay, Trent. 'Bye."

And after she had written down a note for Bill in case he was able to return
home while she was out, Susan had grabbed her car keys, stepped out of the
house, placed herself inside her car and drove herself over to the mall to
pick up Trent but as soon as she had arrived at the mall and allowed her son
to place himself inside the car, Susan had started driving herself and Trent
back to the Pearson house just in time for the clouds to become grey and
start pouring down rain.

But of course, both Susan and Trent had made it back to the place that they
call home, only to have them get out of her car, rush themselves over to the
back door in the rain and let themselves inside the house before she had
looked at how soaking wet she and her son had gotten, let out a sigh and
said, "Oooohhhh, Trent. I really am sorry about this. You know, I really do
wish that I had known that it was going to rain today. That way, I could had
brought along a rain of raincoats or something like that."

"That's okay, Mom. To tell you the truth, I would rather be standing in here
with you all soaking wet instead of going on a beer run with those guys,"
that was what a small-smiling Trent had said to his beloved mother before
they shared a small chuckle between them and Susan had taken a deep breath
and said, "Well, Trent. I do believe that we could use a nice warm shower
right now. Don't you agree?"

And after he had nodded his head in response to his mother's question, both
Susan and Trent had gone up the stairs and into the bathroom, where they had
stripped off all of their soaking wet clothes and hung them over the shower
curtain rod to dry before they had stepped out of the bathroom and into their
bedrooms to see if they had something dry to wear.

But as soon as he had taken a little peek at the opened door of the master
bedroom and stared at his own mother's wonderfully-built bare-ass naked body,
Trent had placed himself inside the room and started stroking his stiff cock
behind the unsuspecting Susan before he had moved himself closer to her and
placed his gentle hand on her bare shoulder, causing her to turn quickly
around and look at Trent like she was about to ask, "What the fucking hell is
your problem, Trent? Have you gone out of your fucking mind?"

But before she was able to say one single word, Susan has taken a good enough
look at her son's fantastically-built nude body and started pumping two of
her fingers in and out of her hot, wet pussy and carressing her own tits with
the other hand before Trent had moved himself closer to her, kissed his own
mother ever so passionately on the lips and began licking all over her nude
body -- all the way down to her hot and steamy cunt and carressing her firm
breasts.

And after she had placed her hands on her son's bare shoulders and said,
"Aaaahhhh, yeeeessss! That's it, Trent! Touch me! Touch me there! Suck my wet
pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!" both Trent and Susan had placed their nude bodies on
the bed just in time for him to turn himself around and allow his mother to
start sucking on his stone hard dick, causing Susan to suddenly realize that
she was able to enjoy each and every minute of the one thing that she had
never experienced with anyone in the Pearson family other than Bill before
which happens to be pure and untamed sexual pleasure.

That was before Trent had placed his stiff cock inside Susan's asshole, used
each of his hands to carress both her stiff mounds and hot, moist snatch and
began blowing his hot breath on the nape of his mother's bare neck, causing a
sexually-energized Susan to place one of her hands on Trent's bare shoulder
and the other hand on his bare arm and yell at the top of her lungs,
"AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT, TRENT! TOUCH ME! FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUT
OF ME! MAKE ME WANNA CUM! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"

And then, after both mother and son had started moving themselves harder and
faster and their lovemaking has finally made its way home through the
rainstorm, both Susan and Trent had came and collapsed due to exhaustion just
in time for Susan to place her head on Trent's bare chest and her hand on his
bare shoulder, let out a sigh and ask, "Say, Trent? Could you please do me a
favor and keep this whole experience that we had together to yourself?
Because if your father would ever find out about it...!"

"Relax, Mom. I get the picture. Besides, I really do agree that Dad would go
totally balistic if he was to discover what we were doing in here right
now. ", that was what Trent had said before both he and Susan had shared a
small chuckle between them, snuggled themselves up to each other and fell
asleep with their naked arms in a lover's embrace.

Just then, as soon as a smiling Bill had returned home with bags filled with
food from the local barbecue place and placed them on the dining room table,
he had looked at both Susan and Trent with a small smile on his face and
said, "Well, I bet that you guys had done something really constructive while
we were out."

"You might say that, Bill," that was what a small-smiling Susan had said to
Bill before she had placed her gentle hand on Trent's shoulder and they ahd
joined the rest of the family in having some of the barbecue that Bill had
brought home for dinner.

THE END!

    

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