Son for Hire: Chapter 16 (Patreon)

“Alright Donald.”  She says with a pat to my head.  “You earned it.  Flip over now.”

“Yes Ma’am.”  With Mom’s steady hands guiding me to how she wanted me I flip over onto my back and end up laying flat on the floor with my head down between her calves.  “Like this?”

“Just where I want you.”  She winks.  Pulling the skirt of her dress out from under my head she comes to kneel above my head.  “Alright baby, I’m going to…”  Just then the buzz of a vibrating cell phone interrupts her from very nearby.  The moment she hears it her smiling face drops and a flash of annoyance darkens her beauty.  She digs into a side pocket on her dress.  “Hold on a sec Donald.”  She says as she brings it out to look at the screen.  “Darn.  I have to take this.  Sorry sweetie.”  Answering the phone her voice brightens with false cordiality.  “Alan dear!  Having a good game?”

A bitter pang of jealousy shoots through me as I hear the deep muffled tone of Evelyn’s husband speaking into her ear.  Suddenly feeling uncomfortable at the unexpected reminder that I was ‘the other man’ in this situation, and that at the end of the day it was his ring on Evelyn’s finger, I look away and try to block it out.  In that moment of weakness…nasty, ugly, hurtful emotions begin to burble up inside of me.  Sensing my discomfort Mom sits down beside my shoulder and gently pets my bare chest as she spoke to Alan.  Her soft motherly touch quiets the dark feelings.  Turning back I look up to see that while he might have her ear, her eyes were all mine.  I smile, feeling silly at my jealousy, and she smiles back.

“Okay.”  She says to him.  “Yeah I can…wait?  Tonight!?  Alan, you said that we’d…”  He speaks over her to explain leaving her barely a moment to get a word in.  “…yeah but, you said…but you…I know but…”  He interrupts her again and again, not wanting to hear her objections.  I didn’t know what this was about but I knew he was being an asshole.  “Alan, you promised.”  The disappointment could not be more evident in her voice, making me wish that I could help in some way despite not knowing what it was about, but Alan didn’t seem to care one bit as he goes on to tell how things would be.  She eventually lets out a sigh of defeat.  “Alright dear, whatever you want.”

I had to do something.  I didn’t like seeing Mom upset.  I bring her smile back in an instant as I reach up and fill my hand with one of her huge breasts.  Rolling toward her her I lay my head on her knee and bat my eyes up at her, as cute as I could be.  She positively beams back at me, all of the unpleasantness of her conversation forgotten in an instant.  I lay with my head resting on her knee, playing with her boobs like the VERY happy guy that I was, as she pets my smooth skin and carries on her conversation in a far better frame of mind.

“Mm hmm.”  She says, calm and upbeat.  “Of course dear.”  She teases my lips with a finger and I quickly purse my lips around it.  Grabbing her hand in mine I hold there and start suckling on the tip.  “Okay Alan.  Whatever you say dear.”  She watches me flick at her finger with my tongue before latching on to suck it two knuckles deep.  “Yes dear.”

“Mmmmm.”  I coo softly gazing up into her eyes and sucking her plump digit.

“Ohhhh…hm?  No, no.  I’m listening dear.”  She holds back a laugh as I tickle her puffy nipple.  “He he he.  No.  I understand.  Hee hee!  That’s fine.  Ha ha ha!”  She squirms at my tickling then gives me a firm look to stop it before she gives the game away.  “What’s that?”  She asks.  “No, just this silly show I’m watching.  Silly, silly, silly.”  With each ‘silly’ she boops my nose with her thumb.

“Mmm, mmm, mmmmm.”  I keep my joyous little hums low enough to not be heard, though just barely.  In my mouth I lap at the finger as I suckle it steadily.  “Mmmm.”

As her husband blathers on in her ear she scrunches her nose at me then silently mouths the words.  ‘Good boy.’  

Ha ha!  This was AWESOME!  The dude didn’t have clue.  He was the one who should be jealous, not me.  I almost felt sorry for him.  Almost.  It was hard to feel too bad for a fool.  How a man could ever take for granted a woman as hot and as unique as Evelyn I would never understand.  I was only too happy to pick up the slack old Alan was leaving untended in his marriage.

Even as I lay there suckling and mewling in the most submissive way I could, in a very peculiar sort of way I start to feel…macho and masculine.  Downright studly actually.  Yeah I was being submissive and cutesy in a manner most men would find humiliating, but I was the one here fondling Evelyn’s big beautiful tits.  I was the one she her lusty hazel eyes ogled.  I was here with her while he was there.  I was Evelyn’s boy toy and he the clueless spouse.  It was me who gave Alan’s wife what she really needed.  And, the delicious cherry on top, I knew that while Alan was certainly the larger man overall I was the bigger man down where it really counted.  It hit me there and then that I was actually cuckolding this older, brawnier, wealthier man in a way he never could have imagined.  My submission gave me power and it made me feel wonderfully naughty inside.

“Nnnngh.”  My body twists with arousal and I wriggle closer.  “Mmmmm.”  I whimper for my promised dessert.  “Nnnmmm.”

“Hmm?  Oh, yes, uh huh.  Yep.”  She talked to him with the barest of interest as now I commanded her whole attention.  Each question and comment answered with a basic blandly polite and concise reply.  “Of course darling.  You are right darling.”

With lust burning in my eyes I gaze deep into Mom’s eyes.  I bring my right hand down to start to stroke myself again and find myself rock hard despite just having cum a short time ago.  Evelyn nods her approval and licks her lips hungrily at the sight of me masturbating for her.  “Mmmm!  Mmmmm.”  My needy hums become more demanding as I suck her finger hard.  At one point I even pull her from my lips and with a sulking pout I whine impatiently.  “Mummm.”

Pulling the phone away she pats my cheek.  “Shhhh.”

I bat my eyes again and bite my pouting bottom lip in the most wholesomely unwholesome display of raw sexy innocence that I could muster.  It felt kinky, it felt sexy, it felt…natural.  And it had the exact effect on her I was hoping for.

“Hey!”  This time it is Evelyn who cuts Alan off.  “I should really get going.”  I could hear his surprise as he stutters a moment.  “Have fun with the guys.”

He must have sensed the change in her mood as I hear his tone then shifts to something approaching apologetic.

“Oh I’m not upset.”  She assures her husband.  “Nope.  I just have some things to do.”  She thrusts her finger again in and out of my lips as I suck it eagerly.  “I’m okay, really, In fact…I’ve never been happier.”   

I hear his voice pause on the other end of the line before I hear him quite distinctly ask.  “You sure?”

She laughs.  “Yes dear, I’m sure.  Don’t you worry, everything will be ready for tonight.  You just enjoy your golf with the boys.”

‘That’s right Alan.’  I think, a devilish grin spreading across my face.  ‘You play with the boys big guy and let me get back to playing with your wife.’