Beth rose to the bait. "That would be … nice…" she sighed. "But I REALLY don’t think he’s going to want to do it again with me…"
"You’d be surprised, Honey," Candace replied, "and besides, with Jean out of the running, you’re his only available source! He can’t very well fuck ME…"
"Oh, yeah…" Beth’s eyes glazed again. Candace chuckled to herself — Beth was SO easily led, to be so intelligent! Beth always had been, which was one reason Candace enjoyed crossing swords with Jean so much — Beth was too easy! But at times like this, it was VERY convenient … It was going to be fun having her as a sex slave…
Lon thought so, too. The guys had gathered at the food court in the mall to discuss the previous day’s conquests — very carefully, of course, so as not to hurt the feelings of their friends. Lon found it particularly difficult to keep from crowing over what a slut Toby’s mother was. "Hey, Man, I’m glad things worked out like they did! Beth’s some good shit! She sure drained me dry! I bet she could have handled a couple of other guys, too!"
"Hey!" Toby protested.
"Sorry, Man — but it IS a fact! Besides, I know Mama, and I know she wants to take you both on at the same time at some point, so it’s not like I’m pretending she’s superior, or anything!" Lon apologized.
"Well," Toby grunted, only partly mollified. "That’s IF we ever get another pass. Jean…"
"Yeah, how WAS Jean, anyway?" Lon interrupted.
"Hot," Toby replied, with a quick glance at Rick, "Damn hot! But I probably won’t get to do her again…"
"Why not?" Lon asked.
Rick raised an eyebrow, "Did Mom unload the same crap on you that she did on me?"
"Probably," Toby replied. Turning to Lon, he said, "It’s illegal, Man; they’re too old and we’re too young!"
"Bullshit!" Lon erupted. "I can fuck any chick I want!"
"You can’t do twelve year olds — they’d pork you as an adult. By the same token, Ma and women her age are too old for the age of consent thing — that’s meant to protect us if we do chicks our age, but not women twice as old!"
"Yeah, yeah," Lon grunted. "I expected some shit like that. It’s not a problem, Man — we just keep it quiet!"
"There is more to it than that, Man," Rick pointed out. "If you hang all over one of them in public like we did at supper last night, you might as well be carrying a sign! We have to do the whole She’s an old woman thing — we can’t be pinching their asses and playing with their tits and sucking their necks in public. Gotta be real careful ANYWHERE it might be seen!"
"Okay, yeah, I get that," Lon replied. "I can do that. Can you?"
"Yeah," Rick agreed. "I can. Toby?"
"Safest if we just move on, Man," Toby argued. "Safest for everybody. You know once some asshole starts putting it together, they’ll decide I’m fucking Ma, and you’re fucking YOUR mothers, too! We’ll be motherfuckers — or they’ll SAY we are, and we won’t be able to prove otherwise! Then what? Do you see us taking THEM to the prom? We sure won’t be seeing any girls OUR age!"
"Okay, so, it stays buried. We already weren’t planning on letting anyone ELSE in, were we?" Lon asked. Truth to tell, HE HAD been — and what the other two didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them…
Rick shrugged. "It’s all over, anyway. Mom is probably talking to Beth and Candace right now, and they’re gonna have second thoughts and sew it up again…"
"Uh uh," Lon replied. "You’re wrong! Mama won’t, anyway — but, hey, think about it — if they’ve done wrong, it’s blackmail material…"
Rick looked thoughtful. So did Toby. "So you’re saying…"
"The damage is done, Man!" Lon amplified. "If they give us crap, we just threaten to out 'em! They’ll roll over and spread their legs — they’ll HAVE to!"
"I don’t like that…" grunted Toby.
"Well, with any luck, we won’t have to use it — but it IS a weapon, and it WILL work!" Lon urged. "And, frankly, Man, if it has to be done, it’ll probably be YOUR woman that we’ll have to use it on! Jean’s the uptight one!" He glanced apologetically at Rick, who grimaced and shrugged.
"Yeah…" Toby didn’t like THAT idea one bit!
Rick sighed. "He’s right, Man — and it’s for Mom’s own good! I saw you guys in the bedroom yesterday, and that’s the happiest Mom’s been in a long time! But she doesn’t think she deserves it, so she’s looking a gift horse in the mouth. You need to stay on her until she gives up worrying and settles in to enjoy it!"
"I dunno," Toby shook his head. "If she doesn’t want to…"
"She does, Man. You KNOW she does!" Lon pressed.
"Well, yeah, but she’s right about the dangers!" Toby argued.
"Nothing good comes free, Man. The price we pay for this is keeping it zipped and pretending nothing is going down. As long as we can do that, it’s pussy Heaven!" Lon pressed. "Tell you what — today is too early for her — we need to let her pussy talk to her for a couple of days. You should spread yourself — get a piece of Mama. I KNOW she’s looking forward to it!"
"I dunno…" Toby was dubious.
"I’m serious, Man! You had your mojo on yesterday, and Mama noticed! Don’t take MY word for it — I bet she comes hunting YOU!"
"Yeah, well…" Toby shook his head.
"This is all based on the idea that Mom doesn’t fuck things up," Rick grunted. "Personally, I think we might have to do the blackmail thing. And even THAT might not work — after all, we can’t REALLY out them! And they have to know that!"
"Well, maybe there is something less that we CAN do. Give it some thought…" Lon argued. "But if Jean doesn’t convince Mama — and I don’t see her doing it based on past experience — Mama will keep Beth in line…"
Toby nodded thoughtfully. Lon was probably right — Candace and Jean had dragged her back and forth before; the last woman standing usually got Ma’s vote. Sitting back, he reflected on how much things had ALREADY changed — it used to be, your mama and Rick’s mama — now it was Beth and Jean. Even that little bit of familiarity was an indication…
"Well, it’s fairly easy to figure out where things are," Lon mused. "We’ll go up to my house after lunch and play some pool. If Mama acts prim, then we know we’ve got our work cut out for us; if she doesn’t, maybe she’ll be up to servicing King Dong over there!" He grinned, pointing at Toby. "And if she’s still putting out, I bet she’ll know if Beth is or not, too!" The other two nodded. It was time to cruise a bit — ogle some stuff nearer their age. Who knew? Maybe the girls could tell that they were studs now…
It was early afternoon; Candace lolled in her bath, soaking. She was just the tiniest bit sore; Rick had given her a workout during round three the day before — not that she was complaining! He’d been everything she’d dreamed he would be — and perhaps a bit more! But Toby looked even MORE interesting … Who knew the little shit was packing and had the constitution of the Energizer Bunny?
Candace drifted a hand over her rubbery labia; the day after was always bad — she always ended up even more horny than she started! It seemed like the aches and pains just added to the hunger. Rick had done a fine job the day before, but he wasn’t here now…
The door banged downstairs. "Mama!"
"Up here, Hon!" Candace yelled.
There was a lot of thumping on the stairs, then Lon’s voice came from her bedroom, "Where?"
"In the bath, Hon. Who’s with you?"