She paused, then did as told. Within a few seconds, four phones chirped to life. Mine, Jack’s, and both of her parents’. All four of us received an alarm with her name and current GPS-Location. Mia looked a little confused as Nora broke out in laughter while I simply grinned at her. She didn’t seem to get the meaning, so Nora explained it to her.
“Honey, don’t you remember the Bodyguard-reference he made the day he started as your chauffeur? I know you have watched the movie since then, so you should remember that alarm-pendant the Bodyguard gave her to use when she’s in danger. I guess now he’ll always have to come running when you’re in trouble.” she said the last part with a devious smirk directed at me.
Mia’s eyes widened once again, and showed a reaction much stronger than I had intended, as her mouth hung open. I really had not intended for the gift to have such a strong effect. As I had already thought about when I went Christmas shopping with them and Ava, it was simply a matter of principle for me to not make useless and/or meaningless crap-presents the recipient wouldn’t even like. Apparently, I had grossly underestimated how girls like to overthink simple gestures like that.
Not entirely sure how to handle this situation, I moved back into the kitchen, shortly followed by Nora, as I heard Mia and Jack move back upstairs.
“You know, that was a smooth move for someone who claims to not be interested in my little girl.” she chuckled and caught me off guard. “Though, I have to admit, I’m a little jealous. I would have thought our relationship was a little further advanced, and yet, I’m the one who didn’t get a present?”
Now she looked at me with a cute pouting expression. I smiled, pushed my hand into my other knee pocket, and pulled out the wrapped necklace I had gotten for her. She was giggling as I placed it around her neck. Hers was not golden with a heart-shaped pendant, but silver with a moon-shaped pendant.
“I hope I managed to pick something in your taste. It works the same way as Mia’s. You can program a fifth emergency-number into it if you want, though once I don’t have to chauffeur Mia around anymore, I guess you better replace my number with the new guy’s.”
“New guy!? Who said anything about letting you leave, Lover?” she mused with a thoughtful look before giving me another kiss, and then continuing in a sultry tone. “God, if only the kids were out right now, I’d fuck you right here on the counter! But I do believe you deserve something extra for those presents.”
As she said it, she opened my fly, pushed her hand in it, and fished my quickly hardening cock out. She kept her body pressed into mine, the thin material of her morning gown doing very little to obscure her hard nipples, and gave me a scorching kiss as she let her hand stroke up and down my shaft.
As soon as she broke the kiss, she slid down on her knees to wrap her lips around it, and started bobbing her head back and forth. I involuntarily groaned as the pleasure started getting too much and, just in that moment, the kitchen door opened and George walked in. I was half expecting him to kick me out of the house for doing this with Mia and Jack just upstairs, but instead he simply turned, locked the door, and then patiently waited for Nora to complete her task.
Suddenly, Nora removed her mouth from my rod, and started jerking me at a crazy speed.
“We don’t have much time, Lover. Even with the door locked, if the kids show up they would ask what we were doing in here. George!” she said in a surprisingly commanding tone. “Grab three pieces of the tasty treats my Lover prepared for us, and put them on a plate!”
George did as commanded and handed the plate to her after she got back on her feet. She held the plate underneath my Cock, and resumed jerking me off while whispering into my ear.
“You don’t know yet, but I love the taste of cum! And when I made my little Georgy eat your creampie out of my pussy, after you fucked it so thoroughly, I think he developed a taste for it as well. Though, he is still reluctant to admit that.” she chuckled as George shuffled uncomfortably. “So, I need you to come now! Shoot your lovely cream over our pastries! I need that extra icing. I’ll make sure he eats all of it once we’re back in our bedroom!”
Just like when I did it with Ava, I wondered why dominating someone sexually got me so riled up. Don’t get me wrong, given the choice, I would rather make love than force myself on anyone, even if it was what my partner wanted. But it just had that certain effect on me. When Nora noticed that I did react to those words, but not nearly as intensely as she would have liked, she decided to try something else.
“You might wonder why I told him to put three pieces on that plate. Well, I think it is a damn shame that our little Babygirl left without tasting those treats you created. Would you like that, Lover? Would you like to see my little girl unknowingly eat your cream, not even suspecting that I milked it from your fantastic fat cock? Or would you prefer it when the first time she tasted your cum, it came directly from the source?”
Suddenly, images of Mia, wearing her cheerleader uniform while kneeling in front of me with my cock in her mouth, flashed through my mind. That did it. As I saw the impotent protest creep into George’s eyes, it was just that last little push I needed to spray all three pastries with my cum, shocking even myself with the sheer amount I produced despite how fast Nora pushed me towards my release.
“Yes, such a good and healthy boy! Look how much he can shoot out for us, George! Give me all that delicious frosting. Such a lovely treat!” she proclaimed, and started squeezing my shaft from the base to the top, making sure every drop I had would be put to good use. When it seemed like I could not produce any more, she leaned down and sucked me clean.
Finally, she straightened back up and took a big bite out of the piece with the most cum on it while humming in bliss. She smiled at me as she stared into my eyes and chewed. I had a hard time sorting through my emotions at that moment, but one thing was clear: This was fucking hot! The first time Tess had swallowed my cum, I felt like she ultimately accepted everything about me, because if THAT didn’t repulse her, nothing of me could. But seeing Nora outright taking it from me, like she was craving my cum, was one hell of a step up.
She quietly laughed at me standing there dumbfounded with my dick in the open, before she turned and motioned for George to open the door. I quickly got my pants sorted out before the two of them left the room, but my thoughts lingered on Mia. There was no way in hell Nora would actually do that to her daughter ... was there?
In any case, she came a long way since telling me in my apartment that she couldn’t be a dominant partner for her husband. ‘Not having that in her’, my ass!
I did find the empty plate in the kitchen later that day, though I never found out if Nora actually made Mia eat my cum on a pastry. I simply wasn’t entirely sure if I even wanted to know, so I didn’t ask about it either.
After the four Millers had made themselves presentable, I had to accompany them to a church where they attended a morning mess. That was followed by all of us driving over to a venue one of Nora’s charities had organized, to assist at giving out food. By the time we made it back to the house, it was well into the late afternoon, and they opted to simply order some takeout and watch movies together.
I did notice, however, that Mia had stuck to my side the entire day, and did not seem like she was particularly unhappy about it. Thanks to that, I kept noticing how she was absentmindedly playing with the pendant of the necklace I got her, while staring off into space.
This was pretty much the uneventful pattern for the following day as well. Mia and Jack met up with a few friends, and, while I had planned to keep a respectful distance and simply observe the surroundings, they went to surprising lengths to include me. Mia even kept up her behavior from the party on Christmas Eve, and persistently stayed close by my side. But other than that, nothing mentionable happened until it was time for me to go home on Sunday.