Chapter 64: Richie Landry, 14, Co-Conspirator...

Despite having the videos and photos of Richie. And despite being aware of all the blowjobs he was receiving — Mimi, Kitty, Jared — Carole had not actually seen her son in the buff for years and years.

She and Richie were pretty close — drawn together more so since her cunt husband deserted them. So she sat him down after school to have a heart-to-heart.

She spoke softly to Richie, “Honey, Kitty told me all the fun you’ve been having with Jared and her.” She looked him in the eye, “I’m very proud of you.”

He grinned, “And Mimi too — she’s a lot of fun.”

“Of course she is. But I think we can have some more fun with Jared and his mom.”

Richie’s grin widened, “We? You and me?”

“You and me. I’m sure you picked up on how obedient Kitty is becoming. No, not obedient — subservient. Eager to please, eager to be told what to do.”

He nodded, “Yeah, when I was there, it was like everyone was waiting for me to tell ‘em what to do.”

“Even Mimi?”

“Yeah, that kinda surprised me. I mean Kitty was looking to her for, like directions, an’ then Mimi looked over at me.” He shrugged, “So I just kinda took charge.”

Carole grinned, “Kitty told me that you liked watching a mom suck off her son.”

Richie blushed a little and crossed his legs, “Yes ma’am. I knew it was like. wrong, but it was hot too.”

“Did Kitty put up a fight, offer any resistance?”

“Oh no, none at all.”

“Okay — I’ve been thinking about Kitty. Like I said, I think we can have some fun with her. And not in a mean way — I think she gets off on being told what to do.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. So I’m going to invite her and Jared over this Sunday morning.” She paused and placed her palms on the back of his hands, “But only if you’re comfortable having me there too.”

He turned his hands over, grasping hers for emphasis, “Mama, that would be the coolest ever! And hot too. I mean, just look at you.”

“Just look at you. Which, by the way, Kitty sent me those pictures. Just look at you.”

The boy blushed a little in embarrassment at being seen by his mother, but he was pleased at the same time. And he teased her back, “Hey, no fair. I don’t have any of you.”

Still holding hands, she looked directly into his eyes, “Would you like that?”

He snorted — the question was too silly to answer.

She winked, “Maybe it can be arranged. Now, what do you think of this — my Kitty plan?”

As she explained, he listened intently, eyes wide, squirming in his chair. He whispered, “Awesome. God, if we could get her to fuck him.” He shook his head, unable to finish his thoughts. Carole was pleased with the we. He was already thinking of them as a team.

Carole smiled kindly at him, reached down and placed her hand on his bulge, “Baby, go take care of this emergency. Then come back. Oh, and bring your camera.”

That was the first time ever that she had touched him intimately. She smiled to herself thinking of the look on his face. Touching him like that had been a first, but it didn’t send her heart racing. In some odd way, it felt almost natural.

A couple of minutes later, Richie, wearing only his underpants and a wide grin, returned.

She grinned back, “Everything cum out okay? Emphasis on cum.”

“Yes ma’am!”

“Okay, now cool your jets. I changed my mind about the photos.”

Richie’s face fell.

Carole laughed at the suddenly morose expression, “Now don’t worry — I just decided to postpone the photography session until Sunday.”

He lit up again, “When Kitty’s here.”

“Kitty and Jared. Mother and son.”

“What about Mimi?”

“Nope — mother and son will host mother and son.”

“And mother and son will have some fun with mother and son.”

“Now you’re getting it.”