Chapter 11

JAY, KELSEY, & SAMI

It probably had nothing to do with Kelsey’s good-hearted attempt to handle a difficult encounter. Complete silence would probably have had the same result. Sami froze, her face paled, and she started to crumble. That was the best word for it.

Bumping Kelsey slightly in his hurry, Jay sprang toward his mother in time to catch her just as her eyes rolled back in a dead faint. He was able to get an arm behind her knees and pick her up, surprised at how light she was. She had always been slender and had never seemed to worry about her weight. He had noticed before that her face seemed gaunt, but he had assumed it was from stress and depression. Now, he realized that she was noticeably underweight.

“I’d better get her on the bed,” he told Kelsey.

“Huh, uh. Recliner. In your lap.”

“But I’m...”

“She needs to wake up with you holding her like a child,” Kelsey insisted. “I’ll get a glass of water.

Not sure that he agreed with Kelsey, Jay nevertheless carried his mother to the recliner and sat down with the seat back reclined and her head on his shoulder.

When Kelsey came back, Sami was still unresponsive, so she spoke softly to him. “I realized something in the car. You have been the wonderful, supportive, loving brother and son. The problem is that this family needs a stud - we need you to be THE MAN.

“You need to tell your silly prude of a sister to get her ass bare for the good of the family. You need to be strong, commanding, and firm with Mom.”

Sami’s swoon ended before they expected. They both almost jumped when she softly murmured “Please, Jay. She’s right. Be my man. I’m so weary.”

Unable to think of anything to say, he got the chair upright and reached for the glass Kelsey had brought. He held it to Sami’s lips like a small child and let her drink. A little water escaped. When he pulled the glass away, without thinking, he licked off the few drops, then kissed the side of her mouth.

Jay had never babysat small children, but some nurturing behaviors must be genetic, even with men. Sami broke into all-out sobs and wails. He rocked her. He stroked her. He had Kelsey fetch tissue and helped Sami blow her nose. All the time, she was pressing herself against him as hard as she could.

For whatever reason, Sami still wore the clothes she had taught in, a skirt, blouse, and stockings. The side with the zipper was up. Kelsey, reacting from habit, wanted to protect the garment. She unzipped it and managed to get the skirt off. Careful handling of every piece of clothing was something they had all taken to heart as the money became more scarce.

During all of Sami’s distress, his nakedness never occurred to Jay. The only thing he did notice was that the fabric of her skirt was not pleasant against his skin. The sudden sensation of nothing but skin against his skin stunned him so at first he did not notice Kelsey’s open-mouthed stare.

“A ... a ... a ... th ... thong?” Kelsey was able to gasp out. That triggered a fresh round of sobs from Sami. I ... I ... used to be a s ... sexy woman,” she gasped out between sobs. “Like to p ... pretend...”

As she sobbed, Sami squirmed around a bit. That meant the bare skin of her bottom rubbing against his thighs. He felt his cock pressing against his mother’s bare bottom for almost a minute before her sobbing ended and she noticed the new contact. Before Sami became aware, Jay got Kelsey’s attention and mouthed ‘start a bath’. She understood, scampered off, and was back in record time.

“Oh, God!” Sami blurted out. Her head jerked up and she stared at Jay. Then in one of those mystical, female-only moves, she was instantly perched on his knees, facing him, legs outside of his, staring at his erection.

“Oh. My. God.” She was no longer the distraught, blubbering, pathetic wreck from the previous moment. Several times, she looked back and forth between his face and his cock, mouth open in amazement and confusion.

“I never ... where did...? Oh ... My dad ... brothers...”

It was decision time. Major decision time. Life-changing decision time. The situation was overripe for some kind of sexual event between him and his mother. Well, hell! He had already made a life-changing decision that day. What was the big deal about one more? The fact was, his mother seemed to long for him to take her over. He never had any idea she might be submissive. Truth was, the issue never crossed his mind. And maybe it wasn’t really that, either. Maybe she just needed to not have to think or decide anything for once. Maybe she did not want to worry about right or wrong for once. Maybe she did not want to have a choice.

When he reached out and started on Sami’s buttons, he heard Kelsey’s gasp. At first, Sami jerked in alarm. Almost instantly, though, she relaxed and dropped her gaze to his cock. Occasionally, she looked up at him without raising her head. It was an unbelievably sexy move.

When the last button was undone, Kelsey was right behind Sami and pulled the blouse off. Kelsey stared at Jay in confusion and concern, but she did not hesitate. Then, Sami reached behind herself and unhooked her bra. Not familiar with another very sexy feminine move, Jay almost came as Sami did a little shrugging motion to rid herself of the bra. That left his mother sitting on his knees in nothing but a thong and hold-up stockings. It pained him to see how prominent her ribs were, but it did not change the fact that she was a beautiful, sexy woman.

Besides making him wonder how his bastard of a father could forsake a woman with that kind of sex appeal, Sami’s removing her bra told him that she was eager for anything he wanted to do. What he most wanted to do, he knew he would not allow to happen. However, it emboldened him to take charge even more aggressively.

Given their fragile finances, it was sinful to destroy a garment with its ridiculous cost per square inch. Nevertheless, Jay put his thumbs under the string sides of the thong and pulled outward. The strings both broke and the little triangle of cloth fell away.

Now committed and incredibly aroused, Jay grabbed Sami’s hands and placed them on his cock. “Stroke me, Sami. Make me come.” Her shiver could have been because of the touch or because he called her ‘Sami’ for the first time. No matter. ‘Hungrily’ is the only way to describe the way she began masturbating him.

His hands went to her breasts. Not really able to think, he cradled and hefted them as he felt himself roaring toward completion. He had just moved his right hand to tease her nipple when ejaculation caught him by surprise.

In the middle of ejaculation, a man is never completely aware of much, other than whatever is related to the expulsion of his load. Jay did realize, though, that instead of teasing Sami’s nipple, he was squeezing it rather hard. Just as his blood-starved mind was figuring out how to make his fingers ease their grip, Sami let out a shriek, clamped her hands on his cock, and began bouncing alarmingly on his lap.

Not a virgin, Jay’s experience was still limited and regrettable. Dating required time and money, and he had little of either. From as early as middle school, he had always questioned the validity of the boasts and jokes told by friends and teammates. When he had doubts, his way was to do research. The last few years, the Net gave him plenty of research material.

Thus, with no experience in such a situation, he did realize that Sami was in orgasm. He had read many times that a man should take advantage of his lover’s climax, try to prolong it, and try to build to another one.

After the fact, he could not replay the exact motions, but he rocked forward and got Sami on her back on the floor. He was kneeling over her and she still had her death grip on his cock. It was a bit painful, but that was of no importance right then. Sliding his hand to her crotch, he used his finger to seek out her clit, almost gasping at the size of what he found. None of the four other pussies he had explored boasted anything of the sort.

Feeling her writhing and panting increase with the new contact, he leaned over and sucked a nipple into his mouth. In a position he felt he could maintain for quite a while, even given the exhaustion from his come, he determined to do his best to leave Sami completely wiped out.

The number of times Sami came and the number of minutes or hours he knelt and masturbated her did not really matter and he did not try to keep track. His reviving mental energy was spent trying to understand what was happening.

Obviously, this was something that Sami - he could hardly think of her as ‘Mom’ while doing this - very much wanted and needed. He had a feeling that it could be the start of some real progress for her, finally. Because of that, and because of Barbara’s comments earlier, he felt surprisingly little guilt.

What he felt most was a resurgence of love for the woman who brought him into the world. He chided himself for recently letting himself think of her as a pathetic victim. Knowing that he was no expert, he still had to believe that she was a sexual dynamo. Her problem was that after the disaster of the divorce, she had given everything she had for him and for Kelsey.

Ah, Kelsey. He had pushed down his concern about how it would affect her as it got ‘out of hand’. He had to focus on Sami, though. Kelsey understood that, he was sure.

His musings ended when he finally noticed that Sami was absolutely still. Looking up at her with some alarm, he saw her breathe and he relaxed. He looked up and saw Kelsey sitting on the floor, slumped against the couch with her hand down her pants. She noticed him looking at her, yanked out her hand, and blushed brightly. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of, Baby. That got pretty intense.”

She shook her head gently a few times, then managed to say “I had no idea.”

“No reason you should. Come on over here.”

After hesitating a bit, she came and snuggled under the arm he held out. “Don’t you think this could be a turning point for her?”

“I do. Are you going to f ... fuck her?”

“I sure hope so,” Sami murmured. Once again, they had misjudged her awareness.

His hand had been resting on her crotch and he absentmindedly began running his fingers through her hair. “Mom,” - why had he shifted back to ‘Mom’? - “I think that would be the thrill of a lifetime. After what just happened, though, this would be the wrong time to decide.”

“What happened to ‘Sami’?. I liked that. It reminds me of when I was a sexy woman.”

There was that lament again. “What do you mean ‘was’, Sami? Kelsey, were you counting her comes?”

After gasping at the question, Kelsey lowered her head and murmured “I could hardly keep track of my own.” That was perfect. They all laughed and any heaviness or regret was pushed aside.

“I think we need to warm up the water,” he suggested.

“I’ll go check.”

“Water?”

“For your bath, Sami. I’m going to bathe you. Here, let me help you up.” Once she was on her feet, he quickly visualized the bathroom layout and picked her up facing the right way. With a little squeal, she gave him a kiss that was definitely ‘Sami’, not ‘Mom’.

Finding he liked his apparent command over her, he had decided to push a little. Sitting her on the already open toilet, he knelt quickly and told her “After all of that, you must need to pee. You go while I take off your stockings.”

“JA-AY!”

“Oh, come on, Sami. What could possibly be secret any more?” Dredging up a memory from distant childhood, he tickled the bottom of her foot. She squeaked, hunched over, and let go. He lightly stroked her stockinged calves until she finished, then started pulling the stockings off.

Even after everything else, the little intimacy of peeing with his face almost in her crotch seemed to have a huge effect. She looked at him tearfully, but he could tell they were happy tears. “Never thought I would have this kind of ... of ... togetherness again.”

That was dangerously close to introducing the subject of the ex, and he did NOT want that to happen. Taking her hand, he tried to pull her to her feet, but she resisted. “I ... I have to wipe.”

“Won’t contaminate the water, Sami. Into the tub with you.”

Once in the tub, Sami’s exhaustion seemed to catch up with her. She became almost a rag doll. His washing of her was not terribly thorough, but he did get off the dried cum, all of which had ended up on her front.

He had to almost lift Sami bodily out of the tub. Kelsey had a towel ready and dried her. As she was standing naked, he could see how much weight she had lost. Despite her depression, Sami’s skills at dressing had allowed her to disguise her underweight condition quite well. Once more, Jay picked her up bodily and carried her to the bed. Kelsey scurried ahead and pulled back the covers.

“Nighty,” Sami murmured.

“Sexy Sami sleeps naked tonight,” Jay spoke softly into her ear as he kissed all around her face.

First she shivered, then hummed and breathed out “Sexy Sami loves Stud.” It was as if she was already talking in her sleep.

“I don’t know about you, but I need a shower,” Jay said wearily as they left Sami’s room. “God. Look how late it is. Will you be alright for school?”

“Gotta be. Takes a doctor or a lawyer to get excused. What about Mom?”

“I’ll set my alarm early so I can call the school to get a sub. Get your shower. Maybe we should talk for a minute.”

When Jay showered after Kelsey finished, he came out to find Kelsey waiting. “Sleep with me tonight. Please, Jay? Just sleep. Your bed is too small. I reset my alarm. Is 5:30 OK?”

He was about to fetch his sleepwear before he realized how ridiculous that was.

In her room, Kelsey got in first from the only open side of her bed. When Jay slid in, she pulled herself tightly to him and kissed him. “Jay, please don’t worry about me stripping. I want to. I know it’s the right thing.”

“Baby, when you got home this afternoon, you had no idea it would even be an issue. You take however long you need. I’m sorry I shocked you tonight. I hope you’re not angry at what I did. It just seemed that Mom needed it.”

“I was shocked, sure. But angry? Huh, uh. I wanted it for myself.”

“We have to talk about that,” he insisted. “We all have a lot to talk about.”

Kelsey’s alarm was louder than his own, and it caused him to jerk upright and fumble for the ‘off’ switch. He couldn’t find it, and Kelsey woke up enough to shut it off. He had shaved in the shower the night before. After he peed and was coming out of the bathroom, he literally ran into Sami. She was still clad just like he was.

“I was about to call the school so they could get you a sub.”

“Oh, no! I’ll be fine,” she insisted.

“You only slept a few hours.”

She hugged him tightly as she said “Some things do more good than sleep.” As usual, he had awakened with morning wood. It had gone down so he could pee, but the naked hug gave his organ another reason to come to instant attention. “ ... and that, my Stud, is definitely one of them.” With a quick kiss and two quick strokes on his cock, she strutted off toward the kitchen.

Jay just stood and wondered how he could wake himself up. This must still be a dream. That was definitely not his mother, at least not as he had ever known her. As if to test reality, he decided to push her again.

“Wearing a skirt again, Sami?” When she nodded, he ordered “Sexy Sami wears no panties.” Something about her little shiver prolonged the time when he might soften.

JAY

Some time later, after dropping Kelsey at school, Jay called Transformations and identified himself. “I need to talk to Barbara or Norma. Something significant happened last night with my mother. It could affect the plans for me.” He was told to hold and after a few minutes, a different female voice came on.

“Jay, good morning. This is Julia Waxman. I’m the director here. It looks like we are about to meet for the first time. Surprisingly, I’m available and neither Barbara nor Norma is. How long before you can get here? Good. I’ll meet you at the main door. Oh, Jay - leave your clothes in the car. All of them.”

He chided himself for the pang of fear he felt at her instructions. Then he chuckled a little. Despite all that had happened, it was maybe sixteen hours since Char had him drop his pants and masturbate for her. A person does not get used to anything new and unfamiliar that quickly.

The closest parking spot was maybe fifty feet from the door, but there were no moving cars around. Jay stripped quickly, even his shoes. Taking only the car keys, he locked up and headed for the door. It was a very nerve-wracking little episode. The morning coolness kept him soft, even a little shrunken. At least he was safe from immediate erection.

Well, maybe not. Holding the door open for him was a naked auburn-haired vision. She was eye-poppingly full-figured, but obviously in excellent condition. As she released the door and turned toward him, the sway of her sizable breasts was too much. The protective shrinking of his shaft from the cold was erased in under a millisecond. She compounded the problem with a brief hug that was not of the ‘auntie’ variety. The momentary contact with those hypnotizing orbs was almost enough to set him off. It was enough to produce a little groan.

Taking his hand, Julia led him to some chairs just inside the door. She positioned him so he was visible to anyone coming in the door. “I suppose I should apologize for the greeting - but not really. Jay, just since last night, the size of your erection has become the buzz in the whole compound. There is not a female of any age or position who is not panting to see it. That includes me.

“I really am making some important points, though. Nudity really is inconsequential to our staff people. As you might guess, I am invited to speak quite frequently to a number of different organizations. Often, I have a strong urge to walk up to the podium naked. Since our policy on nudity is invariably one of the main reasons I am invited, it would make some sense. Can you guess why I have never done it?”

Totally surprised by the question, Jay thought for a while. “Besides that fact that every cell phone is a camera, because of your appearance, no male and few females would get any benefit from what you said.”

“Well, thank you. That, I guess, is a good reason.”

“Um, beside that, I don’t think it would help the cause of Transformations,” he added.

“Oh? How so?”

“I think it would just sensationalize nudity. I have been associated with Transformations what, maybe sixteen hours? In that time I have repeatedly heard how nudity is just natural. Well, it would not be natural to your audience.”

“I can see that,” Julia acknowledged. “If my appearance was more, um, ordinary, I might do it anyway.”

Jay nodded his head. “Too much of an implication of showing off, right?”

“Exactly. Well, there’s another reason I met you this way and acted the way I did. We do not believe in the oft-espoused view that nudity and sex are not related. My desire to see your erection was definitely sexually driven. I will not apologize for that.”

“Then, I will not apologize for asking for a schedule of any time you will appear naked,” he countered. “That request is very sexually motivated.” They both chuckled.

“Are you a virgin, Jay?”

That came out of left field. “Several weeks ago, I had just learned that I missed on a decent summer job I thought I had. A friend invited me to a party on campus. I got drunk for the first and last time. Somehow, some girls found out about my size. I think I ended up inside four of them, but I’m not even sure.”

“How did you get home?”

“I don’t usually drive to campus. After the last girl, the guilt started to sober me up. I called my Aunt Shelly and she came out after midnight to get me. She didn’t even scold.”

“Did you get tested?”

“First thing the next morning. Clear. It will always be a low point in my life. Wrong way to lose it. It’s supposed to mean something.”

After a long look at Jay, Julia asked “Have you had any communication at all with your father?”

“Hell, no. He did not even want visitation, you know.”

“Would you like communication with him?”

“Only with my fists!”

“So you’re angry because of the way he treated you?”

“Not really. He was actually a decent dad when he was here. I’m angry because of what he did to Mom and Kelsey. That was unforgivable.”

After another long look, Julia nodded and said “Sorry to push at sensitive spots, but I had to get a reading on your feelings about him. Because of the actions that will be filed, the three of you will probably have to be deposed, or even testify. You need to be unified.”

“No problem. If stoning was still used, the three of us would fight for the front row.”

“I didn’t sense that your feelings about him impacted you an a day to day basis,” Julia observed.

“You know, one of the values of martial arts is the mental discipline. Without that, I couldn’t be here like this right now. I don’t even think about him until something comes up to remind me of the pain he is causing the women.”

“Not the pain he causes you?”

“I like to think I have gotten past that.” Seeing her about to respond, he held up his hand. “I know, I know; I’ll never get over it. I just can’t let him screw up my life any more than he already has.”