Chapter 2: Molly’s Strange Marriage

After the exhaustion of fucking the daylights out of his mother, Jason slept of the the remains of the cocaine swirling within him. A while later he was gently awoken by Molly with a cup of black coffee. She had taken a shower and was now in a wrap with her hair in a towel. She stroked his hair as he sipped at the coffee and they began quietly exchanging their thoughts on what had happened between them. The formality between them was now replaced with a new pragmatic and relaxed honesty.

“Well Jason, you certainly pushed the boat out on getting to know me - but don’t run away with the idea I’ll turn a trick for you again in a hurry - ok?”

“Uh, yea - Ok - but it sure was one almighty fuck wich blew my mind more than anything I done with any little gilrfriend. You got blasted on it too, you really came big for me; don’t deny it Molly.”

Molly gazed at me... “Ok; it wasn’t something I wanted to happen with you, that’s for sure ... I’m married to a man with a small cock. So ... seeing your big thing! - I tried to resist it by locking my knees; but you forced them apart; you bastard. Yes, I climaxed hard for sure.”

She smiled,” But don’t try it on me again Ok - my husband Benny is a nasty piece of work ... and I dont want you getting hurt Jason?”

Jason felt it odd she refered to them making love as turning a trick - and she wasn’t crazy about her husband either? “How long have you been married to this Benny?”

“I was about your age when Benny took an intrest in me. It wasn’t a romance; he was older; a bit tranny.”

“How’d you mean?”

“He frequnted Trans clubs; dressed up and stuff. He was a bit like a sugar daddy to me; he showed me new things that went on in clubs and stuff. It facinated me. It was more grown up than the usual college romancing. When he proposed, I thought he was a queer who needed a wife to hide behind. It was liberating in a strange way; at the time anyway.”

Did he take you to any of these Trans clubs?”

“He only took me if I dressed up for them.”

“What did you dress up as?”

“Well it’s a game see; so I had to go as a boy.”

“Wow ... I can’t ever imagine you passing as a boy!”

“Actually, I was still a bit boy-like at the time Jason; and with Benny’s know how I easily passed for nearly underaged rent-boy.”

“Rent Boy!” Did you do business at these clubs Molly?”

“You shouldn’t be asking me this kind of thing Jason! But yes I did.”

“So ... you went to tranny clubs as a rent-boy ... and went with ... what were they ... men or what?”

“Benny would shoot me up ... I dont know what they were Jason.”

“What did they want to do with you?”

“That’s enough Jason!- Enough Ok!” she got up from beside me. turned and went back to the bathroom.

Staring after her, Jason was dazed; he had a great fuck with his nubile mother and if things had stayed there it would have all been great. It would have been the best possible outcome for any red blooded white boy - to find his lost Moma - then fuck her so well they’d both had the best climax ever! Even better was the fact she said his cock outshone her husbands by a yard! He was her new must have fucker! Then suddenly his feebleness with a grown woman had floated to the surface. He’d turned bliss blindly into ... what? Why had he been so insensative; stripping away her past life with his queastions. He didn’t quite what to do with himself as he sat there naked.

But then she had rescued him; she came back with the towel taken from her hair which was now hanging losely, a slip had replaced the wrap and her hand cme onto his head once more. “Look, I’m glad we’ve come as far as we have Ok? Now we have to take a breather and see where we are a bit later on Jason. I’m getting dressed now and you can ring me in a couple of days. I just want to say that now we have really met up with each other, you really made it worth the trouble.”

Jason look up into her eyes which he saw had been tearfull, and his heart gladdened. “I couldn’t put it better myself Molly; I’ll ring y0u before long; and I was just wondering what it would be like if you came to take me to one of those clubs in the guise of a rent boy?

“Darling; if you think I’m going to share the stupendious cock of yours with anyone, you are fatelly mistaken.