NTR: Mommy Will Help You! Chapter 2 One Room... With Only One Bed.

Their destination was finally reached following a tedious flight and a taxi ride. The immediate shift in temperature was the first thing Oliver noted; the air was significantly warmer here than back home. Already, the heavy humidity clung to his skin, sparking an instant desire to dive into the sea.

As the taxi came to a halt in front of the resort's grand lobby, Adam and Mia stepped out to handle the check-in process while Oliver remained in the vehicle. Peering through the window, he gazed at the stunning beachfront hotel where they would be spending the next week.

A sense of gratitude washed over him for the chance to experience such a beautiful location with his parents. He was well aware of their deep affection for him; they had consistently supported him through every need. In his eyes, they were the only people who truly cared enough to provide him with unwavering love and attention.

While their constant doting sometimes felt like a heavy burden, Oliver suppressed any complaints. He had no wish to appear ungrateful or hurt his parents' feelings.

His internal reflections were cut short when his parents returned to the cab.

"We've finished checking in, honey. Come along!"

"Okay."

Moving quickly, the trio entered one of the hotel elevators and selected the tenth floor. When the doors slid open, the family stepped out and walked down the corridor until they arrived at their assigned room.

However, a sudden realization hit Oliver the moment they entered.

The reservation was only for a single room... containing just one bed.

"Dad, don't tell me we are all going to share one bed?!" he blurted out, looking at his father with a shocked expression.

Adam began to speak, but Mia quickly interrupted him.

"Well, I made a little mistake regarding the booking since it's hard to find a free one-week in the peak season, but we can make it work. We are a family, after all. Right, Adam?"

"Of course, Mia. It's no problem at all. The bed is big enough for three adults anyway. Besides, it's just for a week, so it'll be fine, buddy," Adam added, reaching out to playfully mess up his son's black hair.

"M-Mom...Dad..."

Seeing his clear discomfort at the arrangement, Mia draped an arm around his shoulders to comfort him.

"Come on, Ollie. It won't be bad. It's just sleeping in one bed, right? I used to sleep on the same bed with my parents when I was a little girl. This is no different. Now, stop worrying and just try to enjoy our time together. Okay?" she whispered soothingly.

Oliver hesitated for a moment before finally sighing and nodding his head in resignation.

"Good boy," Mia purred, leaning forward to press another kiss against her son's cheek.

"Mom, please don't make this weird."

"What? I can't give my son a kiss anymore?"

"I-I never said that."

Once their bags were dropped off in the room, the family immediately headed out to see the gorgeous beach located right outside the hotel. Oliver hurried ahead, feeling too embarrassed to be seen walking closely with his parents. He despised their public displays of affection, as they made him feel like a small child who required constant supervision.

Then there was the matter of his mother's provocative swimwear...

She had changed into a black string bikini that left little to the imagination. Her massive tits were practically overflowing from the small triangular cups, and her large bubble butt was fully showcased by the extremely skimpy thong bottoms.

When Mia asked Adam to snap some photos of her, Oliver paused and glanced back. He watched his mother strike several seductive poses, lifting her hands above her head and glancing over her shoulder to emphasize the curve of her big, juicy ass.

A deep blush crept up Oliver's face as he watched the display. His heart raced with an unfamiliar intensity while observing his mother's movements.

"Ollie, could you come here for a moment and join me? I want to have some pictures with my precious son," Mia called out, signaling for him to join her.

"Mom, I-I don't feel comfortable doing that... Everyone is staring."

"Oh, please! Don't be a drama queen. You will regret it one day if you don't have any pictures to look at and remember your vacation."

"But..."

"Please! Pretty please..."

"Fine."

Feeling intensely self-conscious, Oliver walked toward her. He avoided the gaze of the surrounding tourists as he stood by her side, praying the photo session would end quickly.

Mia pulled him into a hug, her large bosom squashing against him. "Now hold onto my waist and smile for the camera," she commanded, keeping her arm firmly around his shoulders to hold him against her body.

Oliver managed a strained smile, his hand trembling as he placed it on Mia's hip. He struggled to ignore the warmth and softness of her skin or the hypnotic scent she carried.

Mia, however, was acutely aware of his tension. She felt the way his fingers shook against her skin.

'So he gets nervous because of physical contact with a woman?' Mia mused while Adam clicked away. 'He is just too sensitive.'

"Thank you for playing along with me, honey. You can leave now and explore the beach if you like."

The moment he was released, Oliver sprinted toward the shoreline, leaving his parents behind. He dove into the water and began to swim away without a single backward glance.

The beach was filled with attractive women in revealing bikinis similar to his mother's. They ran across the sand, their huge bouncy tits jiggling and their round, juicy butts swaying as they played. Despite the view, Oliver kept his eyes forward, terrified of being labeled a pervert.

He swam in solitude, ignoring the crowd and allowing the cool rhythm of the waves to soothe his racing thoughts.

Back on the shore, Adam questioned if they should follow their son, but Mia suggested they give him some space. Adam agreed, reclining to soak up the sun while his stunning wife settled down beside him.