Brandi was really having a hard time adjusting to not having her son living at home. What was killing her, she knew it was her fault. Something she did in the past came back to bite her(sleeping with a seventeen year old high school boy, Craig). She came to me and asked if I would help her stop drinking.

I told her, “While I was at home, there would be know problem, but when I wasn’t there she better get Ellen to help her.” People change when they are drinking, all Brandi could only think about sex.

I had not seen my parents for three years. I found out their home had caught fire in the middle of the night. They were burned to death in their sleep.

After Brandi and I had gotten married we had not stayed close at all with my folks, maybe a phone call once a month. I did know my dad was proud of me. I knew he kept track of what I was doing, and that made me feel good. I had to get to their town and set up all the funeral arrangements. They had left me the total amount of their estate, which amounted to millions. Brandi decided to bring Travis with us to the funeral. I had been so busy with my job, I had not seen Travis for five months.

What a shock when I laid my eyes on him, he was seventeen, but looked to be twenty-four or twenty-five. The best way I can describe him, he had a full beard and was the spitting image of Brad Pitts in the movie, Legend of the Fall, it was really scary. Brandi was spending a lot of time being a mother to him. When I was out of town(which was three weeks out of the month) she would go down to where he was going to school and spend three or four days. When you saw them together they looked like husband and wife.

To my knowledge, when we went down to the funeral Brandi had not had a drink in three months. Our sex was not as exciting as it had been, in fact it was non existent. While Brandi was drinking we were doing it three or four times a day, she never could get enough. Now she was timid and real shy, not aggressive at all. She was putting all her efforts into being a mother.

Travis could not keep his hands off of her, it was just a little to much. I had to fight back the temptation to say something to Brandi. He was a seventeen year old guy, who had seen his beautiful mother fucking one of his friends. Maybe he wanted some, or maybe he had already got some. I just could not bring this up to Brandi, I know she would never admit to it, one way or another.

It took a week to get the funeral arrangements taken care of and get my lawyers involved in all of the money transactions. I spent a lot of my time keeping an eye on Travis. I found out real quick, he was still smoking weed and he was always on his cell. I over heard one conversation, he was telling the other person he was almost out. He told him that he would probably be going to his mom’s house after the funeral and wanted him to bring his jeep there, he would get back in touch with him.

As soon as I got home, I had to leave for three days, to go back to LA. I did a great job in the business where I was employed. With the money that my folks had left me, my decision was to open my own commercial real state business in my home town. I wanted to be around my family and cut the traveling out. My main concern was my wife and I knew she needed my help. While I was in LA, I was going to let the owners of the company know that I was going to quit.

I had my lap top hooked up to me house video, I could see what was going on in every room of my home. I really got a bad feeling about Travis, like he was jealous of me, I knew I had to keep an eye on him. The first evening that I was in LA, I got to my hotel room at ten pm, and turned my computer on. I ran it back to the moment that I had left. As soon as I was gone,

Travis called some guy named Isaac, told him to bring his jeep and some good weed. He said, “My step dad is going to be gone for three days and my mom is really looking hot and there is plenty of booze here.

Isaac said, “If I get a piece of that pussy, I will give you a big discount on the weed.”

Travis replied, “Get your ass up here, we will work something out. Maybe you will get to stick that ten inch black dick in the right hole.

My first thought was to call Brandi and warn her. Then I realized, what is going to happen has already happened, I decided to watch the rest.

Isaac pulled into the driveway an hour later, it was just a little after one pm. Travis went out and met him, they were talking and slapping each other on the back. Isaac pulled a small baggy out and put some white powder on the back of side of Travis’s hand, Travis sniffed it right in. I knew now that Travis was doing more than weed, it was probably coke.

Brandi walked out of the house she was wearing a white blouse, that buttoned up the front and no bra. It was really cool out and her nipples were hard against the fabric, she also had on a pair of white shorts. She said, “Travis, is this your friend Isaac.”

“Yes mom, it sure is, why don’t you give him a big hug.” Brandi reached out to shake Isaac’s hand. He pulled her in tight, so that her boobs were pressed against his chest, laying a lip lock on her. You could see his tongue go deep into her mouth. He held her there for a couple of minutes kissing her.

It really shocked Brandi, she pulled back and said, “That’s quit enough, you boys come in the house, I have lunch fixed.”

They both put the arms around Brandi as they walked into the house. Travis said to Brandi, “Mom Isaac was just trying to be nice to you.”

“That was just a little to nice,” Was Brandi’s reply.

They sat at the kitchen table and ate. All the time they were eating, Isaac kept trying to play footsies with Brandi. Brandi started getting a little nervous, I could see her eyes darting back and forth from the floor to Travis. “Why don’t you boys do me a favor and clean the dishes off the table, I am going up to my room and finish reading the book, that I started yesterday.”

Isaac said to Travis, “Hey guy, I want to get into your mom’s pants and I ain’t got all day.”

“Wait about fifteen minutes and then come up to my mom’s room, it’s the first door on the left.”

Travis got up and left the table, he walked right into Brandi’s room.

Brandi was lying on the bed, reading. Brandi said, “What do you need? I thought you be down stairs talking to your friend.”

“Would you mind if I laid down next to you? I would like to talk to you.”