Chapter 75: Richie Landry, 14, clean underwear...

After school on Thursday — the day before the sleepover with Randy, Richie came home with a certain look on his face — the cat who’d just sodomized the canary. He came into the kitchen in his usual undies.

“Out with it, bubba.”

“What?”

“Don’t ‘what’ me.”

He grinned, “I know a guy who will be dreaming about you tonight.”

“You showed me to Randy!”

“After school — he flipped.”

“Which one did you show him?”

Richie scrolled, “This one.”

Carole nodded with approval, “The most demure one.” She was standing with her hands clasped behind her butt, an enigmatic half-smile on her face.

“Demure? That’s not what Randy said.”

“Oh — and what pearls of wisdom came dripping from his mouth?”

“He said, I can see her pussy!”

“Oh really” I hadn’t noticed it showed.”

“Yeah, right. Anyway, he asked me to send it to him.”

“And?”

“I told him we’d talk about it tomorrow night.”

“Good thinking.”

“Can I send it to him?”

“Probably, but let’s talk about it after the sleepover.”

“Okay. And, Mama?”

“Yeah?”

“I remember what pearls of wisdom were dropping from your mouth last Saturday.”

Carole burst into laughter, “You love talking about that don’t you?”

He crossed his legs.

“I saw that! Taking advantage of your innocent mother. For shame.”

“Mama?”

“Now what?”

“Out there — at the Bayou Bar?”

“Yes, I vaguely remember that.”

“You were so beautiful I had to look away. Or I woulda cum.”

Carole giggled — his compliment was clumsy, but so heartfelt she knew it was true. “It was Slim who turned you on.”

“Yeah, sure, she’s hot. But not like you.” He tapped the picture on his cell, “I mean, look at you.”

She did enjoy looking at herself. “Not bad, not bad at all.”

“Mama, when you gonna let me see that video?”

Carole looked fondly at her oh-so-earnest boy, “Video, video. I hope I didn’t delete it by accident.”

Richie just continued staring at her. She said, “Tell you what — I’ll let you watch it if you become my little slave-boy afterwards. I’ll expect a pitcher of margaritas and a bowl of popcorn.”

He stood and raised his arms above his head. Bowed down and said, “I live to serve, oh Queen Bee.”

Carole refrained from ribbing him about his underwear bulge and just said, “Follow me, said the spider to the fly.”

They sat side by side on her leather sofa, just as she and Ray-Ray had done. Except closer — their hips and thighs were touching.

Carole clicked, and turned to watch Richie watching the video. He sucked in his breath at the opening scene and stared, agog.

When she took him into her mouth, he whispered, “Oh.” As she started to dribble cum into his mouth, he moaned and shot off.

When the short video ended, he turned to her, “Sorry, I couldn’t help it.”

“That’s okay, champ. Go clean up and we’ll talk about it.”

Two minutes later — his usual quick shower — he sat down again. Fresh undies.

“When Ray-Ray showed it to me, he got a huge boner too. He said it was his favorite video of all.”

Richie frowned, “Did he try to — you know?”

“Make a pass at me? No — and he’s not going to. He told me that I’m on special assignment for Kate. And off limits to him.”

“Good.”

“Okay, now let’s talk about the video. No, I guess it’s really about you and me. Pay attention.”

She froze the scene right where cum was dribbling from her mouth. “Okay, that’s exciting to you right?”

“God.” He was erect again. Youth.

“Look away from my lips and tongue, look up into my eyes. And then look at your eyes. What do you see?”

He studied the shot for several moments, then looked at his mother, and said exactly the right thing, “Love.”

She beamed with relief and pride. He managed to look beyond the sex and had seen what most captivated her in the video — the emotional tie between the two of them.

Without understanding exactly why, she just knew that she and Richie would need that bond as they worked on Kate’s Motherfucker Project.

And, his arousal when looking at her, when remembering, not only pleased her, but gave her a naughty little jolt. Their partnership was business — they worked for Kate. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t have a little personal fun along the way.