School was school – never any change – the instructors drone on and on, assign homework and reading assignments and wait for the next bunch of students when the hour is up.  The students sit through boring lectures from people who don’t seem to have any connection to the real world outside the school doors and then move on to the next classroom.

No one joined me for lunch even though I saw both Angie and Nancy there,

Fred put me on the punch press, another machine I knew from my high school shop classes.  Just before quitting time Fred told me that I needed to go up to the office and see Marge.  She was waiting for me when I got there.

“Daddy is going out of town tomorrow and he will be gone until sometime Thursday.”

“What time do you want me there?”

“Not this time stud.  This time I’m going with him.  I just wanted to give you a heads up.  Your daddy is still worried about your mother stepping out on him and he is going to ask you to play babysitter again.  Only he won’t put it that way of course.  It will be the old “I worry about her being alone” story.  He isn’t going to be back here from his meeting at Clawson Industries before you leave so he will no doubt ask you when he gets home.  I’m just giving you advance notice so you won’t make plans for Tuesday and Wednesday nights and also so you will have time to change any that you already have.  You okay with being her babysitter?”

“Not a problem although I would much rather you stay home and let me come over and play.”

“Next week stud.  I wish I could have you over tonight, but I have laundry and ironing to do before I can pack for the trip.  Close the door.”

I closed the door and she came around the desk and gave me a passionate kiss.

“Consider that a promise of things to come.”

I saw Shelly when I came out of Marge’s office and she blew me a kiss.  I debated asking her if she wanted to make a quick trip to the basement, but decided against it.  She said that she didn’t want to take any more chances so I’d honor that.

I was just reaching to turn the key and start the car when my cell phone went off.  The screen said that the call was from Pam.

“Hubby just left for San Diego and I’m all alone in this big ole house.  Does that give you any ideas?”

“I can be there in fifteen minutes.”

I parked one block over so as not to give nosy neighbors anything to wonder or gossip about.  I walked to Pam’s house and Pam was waiting for me at the door when I walked up onto the porch.

As soon as I was in the house and the door was closed Pam went to her knees in front of me, unzipped me and took out my cock.  She gave it a couple of licks and sucks and then stood up, said “Hurry” and headed for her bedroom.  We got naked and she turned down the covers and got on the bed.  She spread her legs wide and I knew what she wanted and I got down and started eating her sweet pussy.  I worked on her for maybe three minutes or so and then she pushed me away and got up on her hands and knees and wiggled her ass at me.

“Puppy fuck me lover; treat me like your bitch.”

I moved in behind her and she was so hot and wet that I slid right in.  I started fucking her and she was moaning and pushing back at me.  We had been at it maybe six or seven minutes and I could feel my release approaching when she pulled away from me and scrambled from the bed while crying:

“Oh fuck!  Grab your clothes and hurry.”

“What’s wrong?”

“The garage door opener is running.  He missed his flight or forgot something.  Hurry; move damn it, move!  Go out through the patio door.  I’ll call you, but hurry.”

I grabbed my clothes and then ran naked through the dinning room and out the patio door.  I turned and went to the side of the house and out of sight of the door and any windows.  Thank God it was dark out.  Praying that the neighbors weren’t looking out their windows I hurriedly dressed.  When I was putting on my shoes and socks I found that I was missing one sock.  Was it in the bedroom or did I drop it somewhere between the bedroom and the patio door in my mad rush to get out of the house?

I moved back to the corner of the house and looked toward the patio door.  The sock was lying just outside the door on the patio.  Did I dare go get it?  Where in the house was Mr. Evans?  Was he where he could see out the patio door?  If I left the sock there and Mr. Evans found it would it mean anything to him?  Would he think the wind blew it there or maybe think a neighborhood dog had dropped it crossing the property?  Or would he start thinking thoughts about Pam?  I didn’t want that to happen.

I crept over to the patio door and cautiously peeked around the door frame.  I didn’t see anyone so I took a deep breath and then dashed over, grabbed the sock and hurried toward my car.  My heart was hammering.  What would have happened if Pam hadn’t heard the garage door opener run?  What would have happened if Mr. Evans would have caught us?  I shuddered to think of it.

Never again!  Next time we would wait until he reached where he was going and called home to let Pam know where to reach him if needed.  It would mean wasting a night, but better safe than sorry.

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When I got home mom wasn’t home and dad did what Marge had said he would.  He asked me to stick close to home while he was gone.  He didn’t tell me that he thought mom was cheating; just that he was worried about leaving her alone while he was gone.

“There is just so much crazy shit going on in the world any more that I worry about her being here alone.”

I assured him that I didn’t have anything going for the next couple of days and that I would stay close to home and he thanked me for being so understanding.

Mom wasn’t home by the time I went to bed, but the next morning she woke me up with a blow job.  I could hear the shower running so I knew that she was just fucking with me.  As soon as she saw that I was awake she said:

“If you would like me to finish this come straight home from work” and then she got up and left me.  Just in time too.  I heard the shower stop just as she opened my door to leave.

Nothing other than the usual happened at school.  At lunch I saw Bert Cummings sitting with Angie and Nancy sitting on the other side of the room watching them.  Gail joined me, spotted Angie and Bert and made the comment that it seemed like Nancy knew what she was talking about.  Gail wanted to know if she could see me that night and I had to tell her that I had to do something for my dad for Tuesday and Wednesday after work (and it wasn’t a lie), but I was free for the rest of the week.  She asked me to keep Thursday clear for her and that she wouldn’t mind locking up Saturday either.  I told her I might be able to give her Friday, but that I couldn’t commit to Saturday just yet.

“I told Natasha I would call her and arrange a sit down to talk.  I don’t know what time it will be or how it will go.  I might end up getting so steamed I won’t be good company for anyone.”

“Well I can’t do Friday because I have to go with my mom to visit my Aunt Jody.”

At work Fred put me on the punch press again and after work I headed straight home.  I found mom working on dinner in the kitchen with nothing but an apron and high heels.  She was stirring something with a spoon and she pointed the spoon at me and said:

“Strip.  We will start with dessert and work up an appetite.  After eating you can have seconds on dessert.  Maybe even thirds if you are a good boy.”

I stripped right there in the kitchen and had my dessert on the kitchen floor.  The tile floor was a little hard on the knees, but you can overlook a lot of discomfort when you are sliding a hard cock into a hot, wet and very willing pussy while hearing:

“Miss mommy’s pussy baby?  That’s it motherfucker, fuck mommy; fuck mommy hard and make her cum.”

After we both got off we sat down and ate dinner.  I was constantly amazed at the Jekyll and Hyde aspect of my mom.  Less than a minute after the ‘little girl sounding mommy voice’ she is holding a normal conversation with me about my day at school and at work.  I know full well that as soon as dinner is over and the dirty dishes have been taken care of the ‘mommy’ personality will be back.  She turns it off and on like it was a light switch.

I washed and mom dried and sure enough as soon as the last plate was put into the cupboard mom said:

“Is mommy’s motherfucker ready to fuck mommy?”

I was and I did.  We fell asleep cuddled up with each other.  Mom woke me with her hot mouth and she had me do her ass after which we showered which ended up with me back on the bed fucking her in the missionary position.  Then another shower after which she tried to get me back on the bed, but I pushed her away and told her she was going to have to feed me if she wanted me to have the strength to keep on going.  I had no classes on Wednesday and while I usually used the day to do research at the library and a day to work on homework and papers that were due I decided that I was going to stay home with mom.  After all, I did promise dad I would stay close right?

After breakfast she drug me back into the bedroom and had me fuck her in the missionary position with her legs up on my shoulders until we both got off and then she sucked me hard and mounted me cowgirl.  That was followed by sixty-nine and then anal.  We napped for about two hours and then we went sixty-nine until I was hard enough and then she had me do her in the butt.  She wanted more, but I was done!  She tried for half an hour to get me up, but it just wasn’t happening.  If she could have gotten me up I would have taken off work and stayed home.

Fred put me on the sheet metal shear to cut metal for use in making parts.  I spent three hours cutting 4’ x 8’ sheets of .060 aluminum diamond plate into 16” x 10” pieces.  Talk about monotonous and boring.  I was damned glad I had something to look forward to other than thirty years in a machine shop.

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I half expected to find mom in high heels and an apron when I got home, but she was dressed to go out.

“Clean up and put on a sports coat” she said.  “We are going out to eat tonight.”

I took a quick shower, got dressed and when I got back downstairs I asked where she wanted to go.

“I feel like Italian tonight.  How about Angelina’s?”

Mom sat next to me on the drive to the restaurant with her hand on my cock all the way.

“I’d take it out and play with it” she said, “But I want it later so I don’t want to chance an early accident.”

After dinner I asked, “What now?”

“We are going to visit a friend.”

I was surprised when she told me to drive over to Mary’s house.  I was even more surprised when we got to Mary’s and found her waiting for us in only high heels and thigh highs.

“He is not averse to this I take it” Mary said to mom.

“He doesn’t know.  It is a surprise.”

Mom kissed me and then said, “I told you the other night I was willing to share you with Mary.”

As she was saying that Mary was undressing me.

It was too wild to describe.

I ate Mary while mom sucked me.  I fucked mom while eating Mary.  I fucked Mary while eating mom.  The two of them lay side by side while I finger fucked one while sucking the tits of the other and then I switched.  Mom and Mary in a sixty-nine with Mary on top and me behind her driving my cock into her tight ass.  Mom and Mary sucked my cock at the same time alternating sucks and then while I rested I watched then sixty-nine each other.

Watching your mom sixty-nine with a woman you have just fucked.  How weird is that?

As erotic and mind blowing as it was it had to end when my pee-pee cried out “Enough all ready!”  Mom and Mary swapped tongues when we said goodnight and Mary said:

“We just have to do this again” and mom said, “Count on it.”

On the drive home mom said, “Surprised that mommy is a bisexual slut?”

“Mommy’s motherfucker is constantly surprised at what mommy does.  Mommy’s motherfucker also loves every fucking bit of it and just wished that he had a perpetual hard on so he could do the insatiable slut justice.”

She laughed and said, “I am a slut aren’t I?”

“And I love it.”

The phone was ringing when we walked in the door.  I was closest to it so I answered it and it was dad.

“Where has everybody been?  I’ve been calling off and on for over an hour.”

“I took mom out to dinner at Angelina’s and then she decided that she wanted to be a kid again so we went roller skating at Skate City.”

Mom was listening to my side of the conversation and she gave me thumbs up and then she came over and went to her knees in front of me.  She took out my cock and started sucking it.  I knew what she was doing and what she wanted so I drug out the conversation for a bit before finally asking him if he wanted to talk to mom.  He did so I handed her the phone and then sucked on her tits and finger fucked her while she talked to him. 

Amazingly the pee-pee that had earlier said “no mas” suddenly wanted to play again.  I lifted mom’s skirt, pushed the thong aside and then, while she leaned against the wall with one hand while holding the phone in the other, I slowly fucked her from behind.  When she said goodbye and hung up the phone I fucked her harder as she braced herself against the wall and cried:

“Harder!  Harder damn it!  Fuck your slutty mommy baby; make mommy your fucking bitch!”

I pulled out of her, pushed her down onto the floor and then fucked her as hard as I could.  I don’t know how many times she got off, but by the time I did I was exhausted.  We lay there on the floor breathing heavily and she rolled over, hugged me and kissed me.

“I don’t feel the least bit bad about this baby.  The entire time he was talking to me he had his dick buried in Marge.  I know because I could smell it coming through the telephone wires.  But you don’t care about that do you!  If he wasn’t fucking her I wouldn’t be fucking you.  You should send Marge a thank you card or something to show your appreciation.”

The thought of showing Marge ‘my appreciation’ caused my dead cock to twitch and since mom had it in her hand she felt it.

“Oh goodie!  Mommy’s motherfucker wants to fuck mommy again.”

She went to work on me, but even her magic mouth couldn’t make it happen.  We went to bed, snuggled into each other and fell into an exhausted slumber.

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I was so whipped that the alarm clock and mom’s ritual wake up blow job didn’t wake me although when I finally did come to life, albeit a little bit groggily I was in mom’s mouth.  Try as she might she couldn’t get me up, but when I was awake enough I pushed her away and then went down on her and stayed with it until I got her off.

I was too late to make my first class, but I was on time for the second.  Gail joined me at lunch and we firmed up our date for the evening.  She made it clear that what she wanted was a Starlight date and while I smiled and said, “You got it” I was wondering if I would be able to get it up for her.  It would be a little over eighteen hours since Mom and Mary destroyed me so it might be okay.

Fred put me to work powder coating and that filled up the rest of the afternoon.  I saw dad and Marge pull into the parking lot and I was pulling out and they waved and I waved back.  I was on my way to Gail’s when my phone went off.

“Want some sloppy seconds stud?  Only two hours old.”

“Damn the rotten luck.  If you had called around noon and given me a heads up I would have said hell yes.”

“But?”

“I’m just pulling up in front of my date’s house and she’s already coming down the porch steps.”

“Well don’t give it all to her.  Save some for me and keep tomorrow night open for me okay?”

“I can do that.”

“See that you do stud.  See you tomorrow.”

I fibbed.  I was still a couple of miles from Gail’s, but if I had told Marge that I was sure that she would have tried to talk me into breaking my date with Gail.  It doesn’t speak well of me that I would have probably given it some serious thought.

Just as I pulled up in front of Gail’s my phone went off again and I saw it was Pam.

“Can you talk?”

“Yeah.  I’m alone.”

“I’m sorry for the other night.  His wallet fell out of his pants pocket while he was dressing and they wouldn’t let him get a ticket without ID.  By the time he got home it was too late to go back and catch his flight.  He had to wait until the next morning.  I’ll make it up to you baby; I promise.”

“I’m going to hold you to it.”

“Kisses.  Bye.”

“Bye sexy.”

I asked Gail if she would like a bite to eat or want to catch a movie first, but she said that she had been laid in a while and that is what she was hungry for.

“You have to understand Bobby that with you and Tom I was used to getting it almost daily.”  She was silent for maybe a minute and then she said, “I’m giving Tom sixty days to respond to the fact that I didn’t answer his last letter.  If I don’t hear from him in that time he is history.  Of course he may still be history even if I do hear from him.  Depends on what he says.  After that I don’t care who I’m with if or when he comes back.  I won’t be leaving them for him.”

I was able, just barely, to scratch Gail’s itch before taking her home.  When I dropped her off we made a date for Saturday although I did tell her there was a possibility of me being in some sort of mood after my sit down with Natasha.  She laughed and told me that she knew how to brighten any mood I might have and I guessed that she was right about that.

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My dad was still up when I got home and he told me that his trip was fruitful.  He had a long term deal with Excel that made expansion a thing that had to happen and not just something to consider and talk about.

“The quickest and least expensive way is still the second shift” I threw out and dad said he thought that I was right.

 “Another thing to give some thought to is maintenance” I said.  Right now if we have a problem with a machine we call the factory and they send some one.  The machine sits idle for a couple of days until the factory tech gets here and then maybe another day or two if a part has to be ordered.

“With machines running twice as long breakdowns will happen more often.  You should really give some thought to having your own machine maintenance department.  You will still have a day or two downtime if a part has to be shipped in, but even there I’ll bet the factory rep can give you a list of the most commonly used parts and you can stock them on site.

“One other thing.  Johnson Brothers just closed down and put a lot of people out of work.  If you act fast you might be able to pick up a lot of those skilled people before they find other jobs out of town or out of state and pack up and move.  That could be your second shift right there.”

“Maybe you should just forget college and come to work.  You seem to have a good grip on thing without a degree.”

“Oh no!  No way!  I’m going to get that degree.”

“You have any more good ideas?”

“One more off the top of my head.  You keep getting new business and you will eventually need to expand and you know how hard it is to get the necessary permits and clearances.  You know how the city and county are about their tax base so now would be a good time to get with a few council members and let them know that you would like to keep a lot of the skilled Johnson Brothers workers around and put them to work, but that you need to expand to do it.

“Tell them that the bureaucratic nightmare of getting permits and clearances to expand will keep you from doing anything in a hurry and by the time you get them the skilled workers will have relocated and that will cause the local economy to suffer.  Their homes will be a glut on the housing market and that will have a ripple effect on everything else.”

“But if we put on a second shift we won’t need to expand.”

“Not right now, but the way you have been picking up new business lately who can tell.  It won’t hurt to get the process started now so you can be ready in case.”

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School was school and Gail joined me at lunch.  I noticed Nancy coming through the line and I saw the nasty look she threw my way and it made me smile.  Gail wanted to know what I thought was so funny and so I told her.

“She can’t help it.  She wants you so bad that it is driving her crazy that you cut her off before anything could get started.”

“Her own fault.”

“She knows it now, but that doesn’t make it any easier for her.”

I shrugged.  I mean what else could I do?”

Fred had something new for me at work.  He put me on the sheet metal brake.  I’d learned to use one in high school shop class so he handed me a work order and a blueprint and I got to work.  The parts required two bends – a sixty-five degree bend and a thirty degree bend and the order called for three hundred and fifty pieces.  I had one hundred and thirty done by quitting time so I knew what I had to look forward to on Monday.

I swung by Marge’s office and stuck my head in the door long enough to ask if we were still on.

“Meet you there in twenty” she said and I headed for her place.

I parked a block over and walked back to her place getting there just as she pulled up.  She got out and asked me where my car was.  I told her and I told her why.

“Dad just might get a wild hair up his butt and come over.  Just being careful” I said as I remembered my cut short evening with Pam.

  Something made me park where I did.  I either had a super-duper fairy godmother or God has a special place in his heart for hormonal teenagers because I’d just finished sending a load into Marge’s tight ass when the doorbell rang.  Marge was just going to ignore it, but the ringing was persistent.  Marge got up, went to the door and looked out the peep hole to see who it was and then she ran back to the bedroom.

“Get your stuff and get in the closet.  It’s your daddy.”

We hustled to get me in and just as she got to the front door I saw it.  It was like history repeating itself.  A fucking sock!  It was lying on the floor next to the bed.  I peeked through the cracked door and saw Marge already opening the front door.  I didn’t have a prayer of getting to the damned thing and getting back into the closet without being seen.  I could only hope that he didn’t see it.  Luckily dad was lagging behind Marge and when she got to the bedroom she saw it and kicked it under the bed without dad noticing.

“I would have thought that you would have had enough of me over the last two days” Marge said.

“The problem is that you get me all wound up and send me home horny.  I got home and was all set to jump Madge’s bones and she told me that Aunt Flo came to visit earlier in the day.  I was so damned horny that I made an excuse to run to the store and I rushed over here.”

He looked at the rumpled bed and asked, “Did I wake you?”

“I wasn’t asleep yet, by I was getting close.”

While dad was talking he was undressing and when he was naked he got on the bed.  Marge got on the bed with him and sank down on him cowgirl.  Through the slightly cracked open door I watched them fuck and hoped that they would hurry up and get done so he would get the hell out of the apartment and I could get back in the saddle.  Marge looked sexy as hell bouncing up and down with her tits flying this way and that.

Dad must have been like me (or me like him) in that he couldn’t get off with the woman on top.  He rolled Marge onto her back and then pounded her until he came.  Marge orgasmed at least twice during the process and when dad pulled out I expected him to dress and leave and hurry back home, but that proved to be wishful thinking on my part.

As soon as he was out of Marge he moved up and stuck his cock in her face.  Marge was looking at the closet door knowing I was watching as she opened her mouth and accepted his dick.  She sucked him and got him hard again while never taking her eyes off of the slightly cracked open door where she knew my eyes were.

Once he was hard dad got her up on her hands and knees and took her doggie.  I hoped her asshole wasn’t leaking my juice, but if it was I guess dad didn’t notice.  He got off while getting Marge off twice.  He pulled out and said, “Thanks; I needed that” and he started dressing.  Marge followed him to the door and watched out the window to make sure that he drove off and then she rushed back to the bedroom.

“Hurry stud; I’m so hot you could put a pan of water on my tummy and it would come to a boil.”

I got on the bed with her and she grabbed my head and kissed me hard.  She shoved her tongue in my mouth and then broke the kiss and gave me a wicked look and then said:

“Taste him stud?  Taste daddy on my tongue?”

The cunt didn’t know who she was dealing with, but I’d fucking show her.  I pushed her down on her back and she spread her legs wide expecting me to plow right into her sloppy seconds.  I moved between her legs and then I bent and put my face in her pussy.  I shoved my tongue inside and moved it around and then moved up and mashed my mouth on hers.  I pushed me tongue in her mouth and then pulled it out.  I looked down into her face and said:

“Yeah!  I tasted daddy.”

I drove my cock into her cum filled cunt and then I fucked her as hard as I was able.  When I was close to cumming I lifted her legs up onto my shoulders to give me a better angle and then I pulled my cock out of her cunt and drove it into her ass.  Ten more hard strokes and I pushed a second load into her bowels, but I wasn’t done yet.

I pulled out of her ass and quickly changed positions so my cock was near her face.  I grabbed a handful of her hair forcing her to open her mouth to say “Ow!” and when she did I pushed my cock, fresh from her ass, into her mouth.  I gripped her head and held it as I said:

“Suck it clean bitch!”

Her eyes were wide as she looked up at me.  I jerked her hair and said, “Suck!  Get it clean.”  I felt her tongue start to move and I smiled down at her and said, “Good girl.  Good little slut.”

I held her there until I felt my dick was clean enough (actually clean had nothing to do with it.  I was getting hard) and then I pulled my cock out of her mouth and bent and kissed her.  I sent my tongue into her mouth and probed and then she started probing back.  I broke the kiss and said:

“Play your little slut games all you want, but don’t you ever forget that I can play too.”

She pushed me away and down on my back and then she swung over me and impaled herself on my cock.  As she drove down she snarled:

“You better make me cum you little bastard or I’ll cut off your dick and feed it to the garbage disposal.”

“You will have to waddle to the sink to do it because I’ll have cut off both your tits and stuffed them up your cunt.”

We went after each other like a couple of animals and I think she got off four times before I busted my nut.  I fell to the bed beside her and laud there looking up at the ceiling trying to catch my breath.  I was wondering if Marge would ever let me darken her door again when I got my answer.  Her hand found my limp cock and she started to fondle it as she said:

“Move in with me.”

“I don’t think dad would like that.”

“Fuck your daddy.”

“You are.”

“Doesn’t seem to bother you.”

“It doesn’t.”

“Then move in with me.”

“If I did my mom would never speak to me again.”

“Why not?”

“Me living with the woman my dad has been fucking?  Come on!”

“Are you saying that she knows?”

“You betcha.”

“How could she have found out?”

“No idea, but she knows.  She asked me to keep my eyes open at work and let her know about anything that I saw.”

“Do you?”

“Of course not.  It is more fun fucking you than snitching on you.”

“Yes, there is that.  What is she going to do about it?”

“Other than getting even?  Probably nothing.”

“Getting even?”

“Just between us right?”

“Of course.”

“I don’t know if she has a steady lover or just does one night stands, but whenever he goes out of town she goes out for the night.  She has a freshly fucked look about her when she comes home.”

“He thinks you are staying close to her to make sure that she doesn’t do that.”

“I don’t get in the way.  I even lie for her if he asks.  When he called last night?  She had just gotten in and I could tell she had been fucked, but I told dad I took her to dinner and then roller skating.  After she talked to him and hung she told me that she could tell that he had his cock in you while he was talking to her.  Was she right?”

“She was.  You don’t seem upset about what is going on.”

“I’m not.  They are grown ups and they get to make their own choices.  For what it is worth mom says that she loves dad and has no intension of leaving him over what she calls some sport fucking.  But she says that her mental health calls for her to stay even.”

“Good for her.  You have already seen with your own eyes that all it is with me and your daddy is sport fucking right?”

“Speaking of fucking I think you have me ready again.”

I trusted Marge not to tell dad what I’d told her.  We had already talked about why she was fucking dad.  The reasons were strictly monetary.  When he had first hired her as his secretary he had been totally up front about it.  His secretary was paid four times the normal secretary’s wage and it was expected that she would be expected to perform ‘additional duties’ and he spelled out what those duties would be.

“Forty thousand a year for doing something I loved to do anyway and with no emotional involvement?  It was a slam dunk stud.”

As I drove home I realized that I had once again fucked both of my dad’s women in the space of twenty-four hours.  How weird was that?

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My bout with Marge had exhausted me to the point where I wasn’t thinking too clearly and I didn’t wash my cock when I got home as I usually do.  I mean I know what my Saturday morning is going to bring right?

When mom woke me with the ritual Saturday morning blow job as soon as she saw I was awake she took her mouth off me and said:

“You got laid last night.  Who is she?  She tastes delicious.  Even better than Mary.  The three of us should get together some night.  I’d like to get a little of that from the source.”

Oh God!  I could just see it in my mind.  Mom and Marge in a sixty-nine.  Weird visual man, weird!  Weird but hot!

“I don’t think I could do that” I said.  “Fix my squeeze up with my mother?  I don’t think so.”

“So don’t tell her I’m your mother.  We can just get together in a motel room and you can tell her I’m just an older woman who likes fucking you.”

“You are serious.”

“I am.  I’m not lying motherfucker; she tastes great.”

“So I get the two of you together and then she ends up being the one I marry.  What then?”

She laughed and said, “If that happens then baby’s cocksucker and baby’s wife will have one hell of a close relationship.”

I considered it.  I really did consider it.  It would be an awesome thing to watch, but I also thought of the fallout.  I could end up losing two superior pieces of pussy.  Nope!  No way I’d want that to happen.

“All that I’ll promise for now is that I’ll never wash my cock after I’ve been with her and I’ll leave it to you to clean her off of me.”

“Spoil sport!”

She got me where she wanted me and then she mounted me and rode me cowgirl.  As she rode me she looked down into my face and said:

“Please motherfucker; pretty please?  Let mommy meet the tasty one?  Mommy will be so good to you.”

“Sorry.  Can’t play favorites.  If I get you together with her I’d have to get you together with Gail and all of the other honey’s I spread pollen with.”

“Oh you nasty little boy.  How many sluts are we talking here?”

“Counting you?”

“Yes you little motherfucker; counting me.  We both know that I’m your slut.”

I counted them all off in my mind even though I wasn’t fucking some of them any more.  Mom, Pam, Mary, Gail, Angie, Shelly, Gloria, Marge, Natasha and Pauline.  Must not forget Pauline.

“Ten” I said.

“Ten?  And you can still get it up for mommy?  Just who is the real slut here?”

I rolled her onto her back and fucked her hard as I said, “We both are cocksucker; we both are.”

As we rested she asked me who the members of my harem were.

“None of your business.  You know about Gail and Mary and that is all you are going to know.”

“You’re no fun.”

“I’m no loud-mouthed braggart either.”

She got me up again and had me fuck her butt and then we showered together which led to her leaning against the wall while I took her from behind and then we went out to breakfast.  Over my (as always) French toast and bacon and her cheese omelet we talked and it was an uncomfortable talk.

“I’m serious baby.  I want to meet the woman I tasted on your cock.”

“No way mom.  No fucking way!  I think I know her well enough that she would go for it.  She loves to have her beaver munched on so I’m sure that she would let you do it.  I could almost guarantee that she would go for it, but I don’t know that she would return the favor.  But that isn’t the real reason that it would never happen.  The real reason is that you couldn’t handle it.  You already know the person and there is no way on God’s green earth that you could handle it so please drop it.”

“You know me better than that Bobby.  When I get something in my head I stay after it until I get it.”

“Forget it mom.  It would end up costing me the two greatest pieces of ass I’ve ever had and there is no way I’m going to do that to myself.  You need to carpet munch stick to Mary.”

“Two greatest?  I thought I was the greatest.”

“Of the list of ten you are number one, but she is number two and both of you are head and shoulders above number three so I have no intention of doing anything that will leave me depending on number three or four.  Now eat your breakfast if you want me to get you home in time for one more roll in the hay.  I have to call Natasha and set up the sit down she has been asking for.”

She wanted the last one in her ass and then she went to shower again and get all clean and sweet smelling for dad when he got home and I went to the phone in the kitchen and made my call.

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The phone was answered by her father.

Hi Mr. Evans.  This is Bob Marchant.  I was supposed to call Natasha this afternoon.  Is she available?”

“No she isn’t.  She went out about an hour ago and hasn’t come back.”

“Okay.  Please tell her that I called.”

From the tone of his voice I had no doubt that the message was already forgotten by the time he hung up the phone.  Well, I’d made my attempt to call and it wasn’t my fault we didn’t connect.  I hung up and gave some thought to getting in the shower with mom and had just decided to do it when the doorbell rang.  I went to the door and opened it to find Natasha standing there.  God damn, but she was gorgeous and sexy.

“Hello Bobby.  I hadn’t heard from you so I thought I’d just stop by.”

“I called, but your father said you had gone out.”

“Can I come in?”

“No.  I want to do this on neutral ground.  How did you get here?”

“Drove over in the car my parents finally got around to buying me.”

“I’ll meet you at Harry’s in ten minutes.”

“Can’t we do it here?  We will be constantly interrupted at Harry’s.”

I knew that it was probable, but I was being a hard nose (okay-I was being an asshole), but I needed to set the tone.

“Look Natasha, you wanted this meeting, not me.  We will do it my way or we won’t do it at all.”

“Okay Bobby; Harry’s in ten minutes.”

I of course took fifteen minutes (I already admitted to being an asshole) and she was already there and sitting in a booth when I walked in.    The second person I saw was Eddie Wooters.  They weren’t together, but when Eddie saw me he hurriedly got up and left.  I noticed that he was walking with a slight limp.

I joined Natasha and when Alice came over I ordered a chocolate milkshake.  As Alice walked away I said”

“Okay Natasha; you called this meeting.  You have the floor.”

“What happened to us Bobby?  I thought we had a connection.”

“Eddie Wooters happened to us Natasha.  You let him destroy us.  Your hanging on to him in spite of everything killed what we had.”

“It wasn’t meant to be that way Bobby.”

“Maybe not, but it was.  Even after you were shown that he was a lying asshole and deliberately broke us up you continued to hang with him.  Whose idea was it to get together up at school and cheat on me?  Yours or his?”

“It wasn’t cheating Bobby.  You were having sex with Gail and all I was doing was the same thing.  It didn’t mean any thing.  It wasn’t going to take me away from you.”

“What makes you think I was having sex with Gail?”

“You told me.”

“When did I do that?  I sure don’t remember it.”

“You told me that you were going to take care of her while Tom was gone.  Everyone knows that she and Tom were having sex every chance they got so if you were going to take care of her that meant you were having sex together.”

“That isn’t what I said and you know it.  I said I would date her and keep her company to keep her busy so no other guy would go after her while Tom was gone.  That did not mean that we were having sex together.  But that doesn’t really matter.  You knew my feelings toward Eddie and yet you still deliberately dated him and fucked him while you were up at school.”

“It was a mistake Bobby.  I admit I screwed up.  You were my first and only Bobby.  I knew you had experience with other girls and I wanted to see what other boys would be like.  I wasn’t looking to replace you.  I just wanted some experience.  I thought that maybe if I could learn a few things I could make it better for us when we made love.  I know that you didn’t like Eddie, but to me Eddie was a known quantity.  I didn’t want to screw around with a bunch of guys I didn’t know and I didn’t want to screw around with other guys from here.  It could have gotten back to you and I didn’t want that.  I knew Eddie would keep quiet about it so he was the obvious choice for me.”

“Bullshit Natasha.  You knew that you were doing wrong.  You even tried to set me up with Gail so you would be able to use it against me if I ever found out.  Unfortunately for you I found out about it.”

“I know that was wrong, but don’t you see why I did it?  I didn’t want to lose you Bobby.  It was supposed to be my insurance policy.  I could say that we were even and you would think it was so and then we could get on with our lives.  It was supposed to help me keep you Bobby; not drive you away.”

I sat there looking at her.  I missed her.  I really did.  I knew the second I laid eyes on her that we were supposed to be forever.  I let my hatred of Eddie Wooters and what he did affect my judgment where Natasha was concerned.  But all of that aside, what she did was set out to deliberately cheat on me.  I might look like a hypocrite to some, but I’m really not.  I was spreading pollen far and wide and had she come to me and talked about what she wanted to do I most probably would have said okay.  All I would have required was the understanding that I could do at home what she was doing away which would have been my cover if she ever found out about what I was doing.

What I had to think about was if there was a chance for us.  I knew that none of what I had going was going to end up as a permanent relationship.  Well, there was the possibility that it could happen with Gail or even Pauline if she ever came back, but those possibilities could only occur if Natasha wasn’t in my life. 

The question I was asking myself was could the same be said of Natasha?  Would she hook up with some guy at school and put me out of her life?  To me that was a very good possibility.

“So what is it you want Natasha?”

“I want us back together Bobby.  I never wanted us to be apart in the first place.”

“So what happens if I get weak minded and get back together with you?  You go back up to school, fuck around with Eddie and then come home on weekends like nothing has changed?  I don’t trust you anymore Natasha.  I don’t know what the attachment you have to Eddie is, but it is never going to set well with me.”

“I don’t see Eddie anymore.  I haven’t had anything to do with him since you broke up with me.  I knew if I was ever going to get you back he had to go.  When I told him that he laughed.  He said the only reason that he had anything to do with me at all is because he wanted to stick it to you.  I don’t know what he had against you, but I never meant a thing to him.  It was all to get at you.  You have always said he was an asshole and he was.

“I haven’t been happy since you broke with me Bobby.  I miss you terribly.  I need you back in my life.”

“I’m going to have to think on it some Natasha.  No promises at this time.  What time do you usually get home on Friday?”

“Around five or five-thirty.”

“How about you keep Friday evening open and we can talk again.  Catch a movie maybe, have a bite to eat somewhere and talk. Again, I’m making no promises, but I will think about it.  I’ll think long and hard about it.”

We set a time for Friday and then I left.

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I called Gail and she told me to come on over.  Her parents were gone for the weekend again.  I asked her if she wanted to go out and she said no.

“I’ll fix us a little something to eat and then we can fool around some.”

I knew what ‘fooling around’ meant so naturally I told her I would be right over.  As I drove over to her place I thought about the talk that I’d just had with Natasha.  I missed her.  I thought about her all the time and I would love to have her back.  But could I do it?  The problem was could I trust her?  And it wasn’t about other guys.  I couldn’t forget what she wanted Gail to do to me just so she could get away with what she wanted to do.  I had no idea that Natasha could be that devious.  What else was she capable of?  I did indeed have a lot of hard thinking to do.

Gail fed me grilled cheese sandwiches and chicken noodle soup as the main course and pussy for dessert.  She fed me a lot of dessert.  So much so that I fell asleep next to her sated.  I woke before she did in the morning so I woke her the way she usually woke me and when she was wide awake she pulled me up on her and we made slow easy love for maybe ten minutes and then the slow and easy turned into hard and fast.  We rested and then she sucked me until I was up and hard and then she had me do her doggie.

Over my usual and her pancakes she asked me about my meeting with Natasha and what the outcome was.  I told her that things were still up in the air and that I had a date with Natasha for the coming Friday.

“You are going to get back together with her right?”

“I really don’t know.  I’m having a hard time getting past that stunt she pulled, or tried to pull, with you and her getting together with Eddie even knowing how I felt about him.”

“You do realize that the ‘stunt’ as you call it was supposed to keep you together and not drive you apart?”

“That may be, but it was still underhanded and sneaky.  If she is capable of that what else is she capable of?  And I still am having trouble with her relationship with Eddie.  She says it is a thing of the past, but her hanging with him even after we showed her what a skunk he was still sits there staring at me.”

“All true, but I believe that she does love you and wants to get back together.  And she knows what will happen if she fucks up again.”

“If we get back together it will mean no more weekends for you.”

“That just means that we will have to get together during the week.”

Yes, but I’m not sure how often.  I’m having to stay late and work overtime a lot lately.”

A lie, but I knew I would be seeing Mary from time to time.  I expected that I would occasionally get calls from Pam and Marge was going to want company from time to time.  And then of course there was mom.  I knew I could always say no to them, but I also knew that I wouldn’t.  I knew that none of it was forever, but I was going to take what I could get while it was still there.

After breakfast we went back to her place and played until two and then straightened the place up so it would look right when her mom and dad came home.

As soon as I walked into the house my mom grabbed me and pulled me into the downstairs bathroom.  I started to ask “What the hell are you doing” but she cut me of with a “Hush.  We don’t have much time.”  While saying that she was unzipping me and pulling out my cock.  She took it in her mouth and said:

“Damn!  You were with some one else last night.  I was hoping to get another taste of my mystery woman.”

She stood up and left the bathroom while I tucked myself away and then followed her out.

There was the usual small talk around the dinner table and then I excused myself to go up to my room and work on my homework assignments.  It was inevitable that thoughts of my talk with Natasha would intrude, but I still managed to get done what needed to be done and then I went to bed and fell into an exhausted sleep.

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School was school – no changes there – and at lunch no one joined me. At work Fred put me to work powder coating parts.  At quitting time I swung by Marge’s office just to say hi.  She smiled at me and then said:

 “Not tonight stud.  Got some family obligations to take care of.”

“Just my luck.  Get me all wound up and thinking you’re my lady and you turn away from me.”

She laughed and said, “Horse-hockey stud.  We are a long way from turning away from each other.  Check with me tomorrow.”

As I left her office I saw Shelly and she smiled and waved at me to come over to her.

“Hubby is out of town lover.  Want to follow me home?”

Remembering my last night with Pam I asked, “How far out of town and when is he due back?”

“He is in Atlanta till Tuesday and his flight home is scheduled for Wednesday morning.”

“When did he leave?”

“Six last night.  Why the questions?”

“Just want to make sure he is really gone and won’t come walking into the house on us.  In fact, maybe going to a motel would be better.”

“Can’t do that.  I have to be home if he calls.”

“Are you sure that he is in Atlanta?”

“Positive.  He called me when he got in and gave me the hotel and phone number in case I needed to get in touch with him.”

“Okay then.  I’ll wait for you to come out and I’ll tag along behind you.”

As I was sitting in my car waiting for her my phone rang and the screen showed that it was Pam.

“I take from Natasha’s mood that I owe you.  Actually I owe you twice.  Once to make up for the last time and once to thank you for cheering up my little girl.  Hubby is going out of town tomorrow and won’t be home until Thursday.  Can you hold Wednesday open for me?”

“I’ll have my social secretary pencil you in.”

“See you then lover.  Bye.”

Shelly came out of the building and I followed her home.  She had me pull into her garage ad park where her hubby parked when he was home.  I followed her from the garage into the house and when inside she said:

“Can I feed you or do you want to get right down to it?”

“Maybe later we can have a bite, but I don’t like playing on a full stomach.”

“Follow me then” and she led me into her bedroom.  Once there she said, “Oral and anal only right?”

“Oral and anal only; got it.”

She did me first and swallowed.  Then I went down on her and by the time I got her off I was up and ready so she got up on her hands and knees and offered up her tight butt.  I was able to get her off twice before I came and then we took a break to get a bite to eat.  It was reheated leftovers, but it was good and it was filling.

I helped her wash the dishes and after they were put away we went back to the bedroom.  She went into the bathroom and came back with a wash rag and a towel and cleaned my cock.  Then she went down on me and worked at getting me back up and when she got it done she gave me her ass again.  Another wash job and we were in a sixty-nine with Shelly on top when the bedside phone rang.  She reached to pick it up and it was hubby.  She got off me and sat on the side of the bed to talk to him.  I got off and knelt in front of her and tried to push her legs open, but she held them closed and pushed me away.

I had just been in a hot mouth and I was worked up so next I tried to suck her tits, but she gave me a nasty look and pushed me away.  She even slapped my hand – hard!  As hot and horny as I was I got the message and backed off.  I gathered my clothes and was putting my pants on when her call ended and she asked me what I was doing.

“I got the message.  You don’t want to play any more so I’m going.”

“You get those pants off before I smack you in the head with the table lamp.  You aren’t going anywhere until we wake up in the morning.”

“But you pushed me away and hit me.”

“You can’t be that dense Robert.  I just didn’t want you bothering me while I was talking to my hubby.”

Then I guess she felt the need to explain.

“If I would have let you mess with me while I was on the phone with him I would be disrespecting him and I won’t do that.  He’s a damned good man and I love him.  There is no way I’m going to disrespect him.”

She saw the confused look on my face and she said, “You are thinking that I am cheating on him and that is the ultimate disrespect right?”

I nodded a yes.

“To you it probably looks like cheating and to him it damned sure would be, but to me it isn’t.  I am not giving you anything that is his.  He won’t do oral and anal with me so I don’t feel that they are his and I can do with them what I want.  If anything he is the cheater.  He cheats me out of what I want, crave and need.  Convoluted logic and I know it, but you know full well that there is nothing between you and me other than oral and anal satisfaction.  You aren’t stealing me away from my husband and my only emotional involvement with you is that I like you.  I like you a lot, but I don’t love you.  If my husband would decide to give oral and anal a shot you would never get to touch me again.  Is it clear to you now?”

As a way of saying yes I let go of my trousers, stepped out of them and got back on the bed.

I like falling asleep in the arms of a warm woman.  I like it a lot.  I woke up first and I woke Shelly up by feasting on her pussy.  By the time I got her off I knew that she was so far into things that I could have moved up and taken her pussy and she would have only made token resistance, if any, but I also knew that would make me an asshole and end any further play with her.  Instead I pulled her into the doggie position and took her ass.

We showered and then she fixed us eggs and bacon for breakfast.  Over our second cup of coffee she said:

“Thank you Bobby; for a great night and for what you did this morning.”

She saw the questioning look on my face and she laughed and said, “Don’t ever take up poker playing Bobby; your face can’t hide a thing.  When you were eating me this morning I saw that look on your face.  It screamed out what you wanted to do, but you honored my wishes so thank you.  We will do this again.”

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As I drove from Shelly’s place to school I thought about cheating.  It seemed that cheating was in the eye of the beholder.  Shelly didn’t see what she was doing as cheating, but her husband would damned sure see it that way,  Tommy didn’t see what I was doing with Gail as cheating and Gail didn’t either, but anyone else seeing it would consider that Gail was cheating on Tom.

And how about Pauline and me?  Anyone who knew about Pauline and Gary would have called us cheaters and to them we were, but as far as Pauline, Gary and I were concerned we weren’t.  Mom didn’t think she was cheating on dad.  To her she was just getting even.  The same with Pam.  As far as she was concerned she was just keeping the ledger in balance.

All those thoughts of course led me to my relationship with Natasha.  I could convince myself that I hadn’t cheated on her before she gave me her cherry.  I was only doing the same that Sherry was doing; satisfying the needs that Natasha wouldn’t take care of, but even if I could sell that to myself I couldn’t get by what I had continued to do after taking Natasha’s virginity. 

That was pure assed cheating on her and I knew it.

Given what I was doing where did I get off going off on her for what she did with Eddie?  Forget the way I felt about Eddie.  Forget that she knew how I felt about Eddie and she did with him anyway.  Forget her scheme  to give her a way out if I found out about her and Eddie.  Forget all that shit and concentrate on the fact that Natasha was my girlfriend and I was fucking other females.

Didn’t speak well of me that I came unglued on her for doing what I was doing does it?

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School was school and at lunch I had a surprise visitor.  Angie asked if she could join me and me being the curious guy that I am I told her to have a seat. 

“I want to apologize for my behavior Bob.  I had no right to act the way I did.  In my defense I can only say that I was unaware of your history with Wooters.  I only found out about all the run ins you had with him and why after the night I behaved so terribly with you.”

“Does this mean I can put you back on speed dial?”

She smiled and said no.  “Bert finally figured it out and I’m now spoken for.”

“Good for you.”

After that we talked classes and instructors until it was time for me to get up and go.

Fred put me on the turret lathe that afternoon.  Dad had agreed with me that we needed our own machine maintenance people and he had posted the job and George had put in for it.  He was home packing his bags as I took over his machine.  He was being sent to the factory for training.  It would be a three man department.  The other two were ex Johnson Brothers employees who had done the same job before losing their jobs.

Dad had put an ad in the paper on Saturday and had already hired sixteen of the out of work Johnson people before I got to work.  The second shift was going to start the coming Monday.  There were several promotions as our people were moved into supervisory roles on the second shift and Fred told me that I was some sort of junior grade hero to those people.

“Your dad is telling them that the second shift was your idea so you are getting the credit for their promotions and raises.”

“It was no big deal Fred.  We needed to expand for all the new business.  Anyone could have seen the need and I’m sure dad would have done it without my saying a word.”

“Don’t matter none boy.  Your daddy is giving you the credit so you are stuck with it.”

He told me who the promoted guys were and I decided to avoid them if I could to keep from being embarrassed.  When I got off I swung by Marge’s office to say hi.

“I hope you aren’t expecting to see me anytime soon stud” she said.  “I’ll be up to my ass in paperwork for days taking care of all the new hires you caused.”

“Don’t blame me.  It is all your fault.”

“My fault?  How do you figure that?”

“Stop screwing dad before he goes on trips and he won’t get any more business and we won’t grow.”

“Get out of here stud, but try to keep tomorrow open for me.”

“Can’t do it.  I have something I have to do that will take me until bedtime.  Thursday maybe?”

“We’ll see.”

Shelly gave me a big smile and a wave when I left Marge’s office and I saw Gloria in the background giving me a look I couldn’t read.  I called Gail, but she had something going with her parents so I called Mary.

“How fast can you get here?”

“About fifteen minutes.”

“The door will be open and you know where to find me.”

I called home and told mom I was going over to Mary’s and I wouldn’t be home for dinner.  Mary was right where I knew she would be.  Laying naked in the middle of her bed and waiting for me with a big smile.

I ate her and then I fucked her.  We were in a sixty-nine when we heard:

“Break it up you two and let me get into the mix.”

Mary and I looked over to the doorway and saw mom getting undressed.

To be continued.