“God, you’re so hard.” I squeezed and tugged his massive dick as it engorged with his lust.
“Probably as hard as you are wet.” He slid his finger all the way to the knuckle and twisted it as he pulled it out.
There was no reason to delay what we both craved, but I wanted him to be able to relax. I pushed on his shoulders until he was flat on his back and straddled him. I lifted up and moaned when I felt his glans against my wetness. I took a deep breath and began to descend his cock, letting it impale me as my desires took over. I closed my eyes and adjusted to his girth before I began moving my hips, forcing his cock as deep as possible each time I slid down the shaft. He reached up and squeezed my breasts as I rode him.
“You feel really good.” He let out a long sigh and smiled.
“Just relax and let me do the work tonight.” I pressed on his muscled chest and started moving my hips faster.
“You won’t hear any complaints from me.” His smile widened and he let his hands fall down to my hips.
I picked up the pace and before long, I was going fast enough to make the bed shake underneath us. I was working muscles that rarely got much attention, but it felt too good to worry about the soreness that would be there the next day. My pussy craved every inch of his cock and from the position I was in, I could control the motions and make sure it hit my g-spot every time. He never had a problem hitting it when he was on top, but I couldn’t predict when the motion would carry him there. I made my g-spot hum with anticipation as I teased it. The teasing made me even wetter and the pressure started to build inside me.
“Don’t stop.” His face tighten up and I saw the intensity in his eyes. “God, this is fucking fantastic.”
“I’m about to cum.” I tightened my jaw and squeezed his pectoral muscles, forcing him deep each time I bucked on his cock.
I could control the motion, but I didn’t have the mental patience to wait for the release I needed. I bounced on his cock so hard that my g-spot was sending nonstop waves of pleasure coursing through my body. The pressure built until I thought I was going to die if I didn’t cum, but I didn’t have to wait long after that. My body tightened up and then I felt an incredible release mixed with total bliss. My body seemed to melt into his and I rode him as hard as I could until the first orgasm was done and the second one was coming quick.
“I can’t stop myself. I’m gonna cum again!” My words came out in hurried pants and I squealed when the pleasure took hold for the second time.
“Don’t hold back.” He squeezed his hands on my hips. “Every time you cum, it just gets me even more turned on.”
My second orgasm mirrored the first and I felt my pussy spasming on his cock. The afterglow tried to calm me some after the second one was done, but I wasn’t going to stop until he exploded inside me. I bounced on his cock, using the motion of the bed to propel me into another round of intensity. He squeezed my hips harder and I felt his cock starting to throb. He was almost there and while my body tried to resist it, another orgasm was begging to be released from within me.
“Oh god!” His words came out in a primal roar and his head rolled back against the mattress.
“Give me every drop of cum you’ve got, baby.” My muscles were getting tired, but I pushed on.
The force of his ejaculation surprised me. It was enough to push me across the threshold of my third orgasm with very little effort. I bounced slower, wanting to savor the pulsations that came with his seed being unloaded in my pussy. He lifted up slightly on the mattress and drove his cock deep. His legs shook as he continued to cum inside me. I moved my hips until he was done and then I sank down onto his pelvis. His cock twitched a couple of times and it made me shudder. I leaned forward and he took me in his powerful arms.
“This is never going to get old.” He squeezed me tight and kissed my neck. “As long as I have you in my arms, I know I can defeat anything the world throws at me.”
“This is the only place I want to be.” I gasped as his lips pressed against my sweat-covered flesh.
I knew life was going to be difficult with my family from that point forward. I wasn’t sure I would be able to even look at my little sister for a long time, much less forgive her. I felt bad about my role in her self-destruction, but I couldn’t fix her. She was going to have to find her own way in the world like I did. I hoped she would one day look back on the mistake she made with incredible regret the way I looked back on my past. I would give my mother whatever support she needed, as long as it didn’t have anything to do with Veronica.
This feels so good. It’s the first time I’ve been able to relax all day.
The endorphins from our encounter, combined with the whiskey in my system, made me incredibly sleepy. It also numbed the pain that was still present on my face where Veronica had slapped me. After about ten minutes of subdued bliss, I felt his hips begin to move again. His cock was still inside me, although it had lost some of the girth it had before he ejaculated. He moved slowly, but after a few gentle thrusts, I felt him starting to get hard again. I bit down on my lip and moaned when I felt the excitement beginning to build again.
“Once is rarely enough for me.” He squeezed my ass and kissed my neck. “Last night I had to take care of myself after you left.”
“Oh wow, I had to do the same thing when I got home after our first date. I was sore from having you inside me, but so incredibly turned on.” I smiled when I thought back to it.
He continued to move his cock inside me at a steady pace, but never really got faster. I moved in unison, keeping the same slow grind that our bodies were creating. Even without the thunderous thrusts I had gotten used to, I still began to feel my body reacting. He kept going until I felt his cock starting to pulsate again and then he let out a quick gasp as he started to ejaculate again. The feeling was enough to make me cum as well and I felt my pussy massaging his dick while he unloaded inside me.
“That was a very nice bonus round.” I closed my eyes and relaxed against his chest.
“That’ll probably happen a few more times before morning.” He released his grip on my ass and wrapped his arm around me.
“I think I’m going to like spending the night with you.” I purred gently as he began to grind himself into me again.
THE MORNING BROUGHT more complications. We were forced to go our separate ways because I needed to meet with my mother and he received a call asking him to come to the school board’s office. I wasn’t sure if my mother would be angry at me for not coming home, but at least she knew where I was after what Veronica did. She was understanding when I called her, but fairly unhappy that she had to immediately return home. I was sure it would upset her boss, but I hoped he would understand. We agreed to meet at a diner downtown—it had to be on neutral ground so I was sure Veronica wouldn’t be anywhere nearby.
“Oh my god, Charlotte.” She stared when I walked up to the table and removed my large sunglasses. “Veronica did that?”
“Yeah.” I nodded and embraced her for a hug.
“I’m so sorry, baby. I knew she was out of control, but I thought she might behave a little better after spending some time with you and seeing how much you changed after high school.” My mother took a seat and I sat down across from her. “I guess I failed at raising both of you.”
“You didn’t fail.” I shook my head back and forth. “Dad ran off while you were pregnant with Veronica. It was just the three of us against the world. I know you did the best you could.”
“I let grief control me for a while and then it was work. I was finally making money and we weren’t worried about our next meal, but that meant a lot of extra hours.” She sighed and reached for her glass of water. “I thought you were just being a rebellious teenager at first…”
“I was definitely that, and then some.” I turned my attention towards our waitress as she approached.
We gave our orders and made small talk. It seemed like we were avoiding the elephant in the room, but I decided to
let her ramble. She did that sometimes when she was nervous. I imagined there wasn’t a more nerve-wracking moment than finding out your youngest kid had likely gotten themselves expelled and ruined someone’s life in the process. The waitress brought our coffee and after my mother spent time getting hers to the perfect temperature with cream and sugar, she finally leaned back and addressed the reason we were there.
“So, you’re dating Mr. King.” Her face twisted in a perplexed stare. “I guess I understand that, because you were pretty obsessed with him when you were younger.”
“You would have dated him.” I lifted my coffee and sipped it. “You said as much back when I was taking his class.”
“Yes, if he wasn’t married.” She nodded and lifted her cup. “I trust that he’s not married anymore?”
“No. Divorced.” I shook my head back and forth. “I would never do that.”
“He’s really not that much older than you, I guess. He was really young when he started. I thought he was a student the first time I met him.” She put her coffee cup down and nodded. “I’m still not happy to find out you were writing dirty stories about him, though.”
“It was one story and it was stupid.” I shook my head and rolled my eyes. “I just typed out a fantasy and forgot it even existed. I guess Veronica must have found it on my computer at some point and saved it.”
“This isn’t a proud moment for our family.” She exhaled sharply. “I talked with my boss about possibly letting me relocate to a different office. I don’t think I can send Veronica back to Glendale High School after this and if I stay here, she’s going to have to sit out for an entire school year.”
“Wow…” I stared ahead blankly as the words resonated. “Will you still be close enough for me to visit?”
“Not as often as you do now, regardless of where I end up. Honestly, it will probably be best if we get as far away from here as we can. I know you will need some time to heal from this and Veronica needs somewhere to start over with a clean slate.” She reached for her coffee cup again. “It might be best if I just come visit you at school on the weekends.”
“Yeah, that might be for the best.” I felt hurt that Veronica’s actions were going to take my mother away from me, but I definitely understood her reasoning. “I didn’t make things easy for her at Glendale with the reputation I left behind.”
“She does feel remorse, for what it’s worth. I think things are finally hitting her and she’s realizing how badly she screwed up. She agreed to sign the affidavit that puts the blame entirely on her. I don’t know where that leaves Mr. King, but it will hopefully start to repair some of the damage that has been done.” My mother sipped her coffee and sighed angrily.
“I don’t think he can go back, not after that. He’s meeting with the school board today and I have to go by this afternoon to give an official statement. They might reinstate him since he technically did nothing wrong, but his reputation will never recover.” I shook my head back and forth. “His ex-wife is also threatening to leave the state with his son to shield him from hearing about this as he gets older.”
“Oh my god…” My mother’s hand went to her mouth. “That’s awful.”
“Yeah. It is.” I nodded and exhaled a long sigh.
“Well, rest assured that Veronica will not get off easy. She’ll start over at a new school, but she won’t leave the house for a while.” My mother narrowed her eyes.
“I might have another suggestion.” I tilted my head. “Perhaps you should introduce her to the flat side of the hairbrush you keep in your nightstand—the one you got from Grandma.”
My mother’s eyes opened wide as she thought about what I said. She might not have ever laid a hand on either of us, but she was no stranger to that hairbrush. We heard stories of the trips she took across our grandmother’s knee when she was a little girl. Our grandmother used to threaten to do the same to us when we visited her while she was still alive, but our mother never let her carry through with any of them.
“Perhaps it is time for that.” My mother nodded. “It certainly made me think twice about everything I did.”
We finished our coffee and said our goodbyes. She promised to have Veronica out of the house that evening so I could stop by and pack some things before I had to leave for school. I planned to stay with Gavin until it was time to actually leave, but I definitely didn’t want to go home. I was glad she understood. My sister could show all the remorse in the world and I would simply be too numb to accept an apology for a while.
Chapter 12: Gavin
The meeting with the school board was fairly quick. Their investigation was all but done. Veronica’s confession was enough to put an end to any plans that involved termination. They did agree that it would be best if I took some time off. We both understood that it meant I would be looking for another job, even if we didn’t say those words out loud. I left the school board’s office with only one thing on my agenda—I had to get my son back.
“DADDY!” BENJAMIN CAME running up to me as soon as my ex-wife let me into the house.
“Hey, buddy!” I scooped Benjamin up and immediately hugged him.
“Mommy got me a new truck. Let me down so I can show you!” He pulled away from my hug and I sat him down.
“Can I have a few minutes with him before we talk?” I turned to Amy and pleaded with my eyes.
“Yeah, go ahead.” She nodded. “I’ll be in the kitchen.”
I missed my son. He was just starting school and I wasn’t there to see him off in the morning. I would miss him even more if Amy took him out of the state and started over somewhere else. The weekends we had together were magical and I hoped that when he got older, we could work out a better arrangement and split custody. I tried for that when we got divorced, but my head was in a terrible place then. I didn’t blame the judge for keeping him with his mother, but I still wanted to be in his life.
“Am I still coming to your house this weekend?” Benjamin picked up his truck. “If so, I want to bring my new toy.”
“Let me talk to your mother about that.” I reached over and brushed a curl off of his brow.
“Okay.” His smile got wide and he ran off to dig in his toy box.
I was going to have to eat a whole plate of crow. She had seen me at my worst after the divorce when I showed up on her doorstep with a bottle in one hand and liquor on my breath. It was why she pushed so hard for full custody. The situation with the email had been a nightmare without the threat of losing Benjamin. It was already going to cost me a lot—I just hoped I could avoid having it cost me my son.
“Hey.” I took a seat at the kitchen table.
“Want some coffee? It’s over there.” She motioned towards the pot that was sitting on the burner.
“No, thank you, though.” I shook my head back and forth.
“So, you said on the phone that you fixed the email problem?” She tilted her head and eyed me suspiciously.
“I did.” I nodded quickly. “The damage is obviously done, but at least everyone will know it was an total lie.”
“Was it though? You are dating the girl that wrote it.” She tapped her spoon on the edge of her coffee cup and picked it up.
“It’s complicated. She wrote the story a long time ago and yeah—she was my student when she wrote it. There was never anything between us. It was just a fantasy she came up with on her own.” I sighed and shook my head.
“A fantasy that came true for her, I take it?” She raised her eyebrows and sipped her coffee.
“Something like that, yeah.” I nodded and sighed again. “I know this will be difficult for you to understand.”
“No, it isn’t difficult at all.” She shook her head back and forth as she put her coffee cup down. “This is exactly why I divorced you.”
“I never cheated on you!” My eyes got wide and I felt anger twisting inside me.
“You never had to.” She smacked her lips and exhaled sharply. “I was married to the hottest man, in th
ose soccer mom’s narrow view of the world. I got it. I wasn’t as cute as I used to be, and I put on weight after the baby was born.”
“Amy, that never mattered to me.” I reached out and tried to take her hand, but she jerked it away.
“It would have. There would have come a time when you looked at me as the girl that locked you down when you could have had anyone you wanted. Things were never perfect. We were high school sweethearts that got married in college. We had no idea how to run a household or raise a kid together.” She lifted her coffee cup again.
“I still loved you. I would have done anything to keep our family together.” I leaned back in my chair.
“You couldn’t.” She shook her head back and forth after taking a drink of her coffee. “I fell in love with a wild and crazy football player that didn’t give a shit about the world because it belonged to him. I wasn’t ready for the respectable man you became. I just wasn’t ready for a grown-up relationship.”
“I’m not sure I’m that respectable.” I blinked a couple of times in surprise.
“When I heard about the email, I actually hoped it was true. I hoped that somewhere inside of you that guy had finally fought his way out and decided to take what he wanted, even if what he wanted was a cute cheerleader that was everything I used to be.” She sighed and shrugged. “I know I’m the one that destroyed our family. I’m not going to put that on you.”
“You’ll always have a place in my heart. You’ll always be the mother of my child.” I reached for her hand again and she didn’t jerk away. “I would have honored my vows and stayed loyal until the day I died.”
“I know.” She took the hand I wasn’t holding and wiped away a tear. “That was what scared me.”
“I respect your concerns about Benjamin. I know it wouldn’t be fair to have him grow up and go to Glendale High School one day where eventually someone would show him that email. I’m not staying, either. All I ask is that we try to coordinate where we go and at least stay close enough that I can see him on the weekends.” I squeezed her hand. “Please, Amy. Please give me that at least.”
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