Chapter 24

“Don’t forget to pack your underwear, George.” Julie opened the top drawer of George’s dresser and took out his white briefs. She hadn’t ever thought much about them, but she held one up. She couldn’t help comparing it to the underwear she’d helped Daniel purchase. Daniel’s had that sexy pouch for all that junk he carried around. It hugged his body to accentuate his manhood. George’s underwear looked like it was made for a child. She tossed several pairs into George’s suitcase.

“You sure it’s alright that I’m going?” George sat on the bed and watched his wife pack. He watched her round butt move under her dress and wondered at how lucky he’d been to marry her. She got more and more beautiful with age.

“You need to take some time away.” Julie quickly glanced at him over her shoulder, embarrassed that she’d just unfavorably compared his underwear to Daniel’s. “Clearly the project is getting to you. We should have taken some time off before buying this house. Your sister’s place will be perfect for some relaxation.”

“And the house?” He watched her boobs jiggle under her bra and dress as she worked to close the overstuffed suitcase.

“I’ll keep working on it. Maybe the twins will help.” Julie zipped the suitcase closed and sighed with relief. “You can take as much time as you need.”

“Okay.” George gave her a weak smile. “Thank you, Jules.”

“You’re welcome, George.” She patted him on the head like he was a child. “Now, let’s get you to the airport.”

“Oh, hello, Brittney.” Erin twisted her mouth into a small frown. The wrong Anderson twin waited for her in the storage room. “What ... um ... what are you doing here? Aren’t you in Mrs. Roland’s class right now?”

“Are you upset Danny isn’t here?” Brittney could see the principal squirming in her skirt suit. The woman’s belly stretched her jacket so that her blouse poked out below the buttons. “After New Year’s in the basement, I thought you might like a little one-on-one time with me.” Brittney smiled, pulled her skirt in front of her, and gave Erin a little curtsy.

“I ... um ... I...” Erin was flabbergasted. She had made out with another woman that night. And she had, somehow, liked it. But would she give herself to an eighteen-year-old student? To one of the girls she was charged with educating? Things were topsy-turvy. Something told Erin that Brittney wanted to be the one educating her. “Well ... I don’t ... well ... you see...”

“Don’t you want to get to know your students better?” Brittney winked.

“Um ... um ... um...” Erin looked back at the open door behind her.

Brittney laughed, a soft, pretty cascade of sound. “I’m only kidding, Mrs. Haskins. Danny’s late. He’ll be here in a sec.” She cocked her head at her principal. “But, I mean, I guess I wasn’t totally kidding. We are going to do stuff. You’re cool with that, right?”

“I ... I ... guess so.” Erin’s cheeks felt very hot, and her panties were even wetter than when she’d walked in the room.

“Sorry I’m late.” Danny stepped in behind Erin and closed the door. He locked it from the inside. “Did you tell her already?”

“Not yet.” Brittney shook her head with some exuberance. Ganging up on the principal was so much fun. “But I’ll do it, if you want.”

“Sure.” Daniel walked over to Erin, leaned his face up to hers and kissed her on the lips. Her round belly pushed back at his flat one.

While the two lovebirds made out, Brittney walked up behind Erin, placed a hand on Erin’s butt, and got up on her tippy-toes to whisper in the woman’s ear. “To keep everyone safe, we need your help.”

“Mmmppphhh.” Erin made a move to pull away from Daniel’s kiss, but he held her by the hips and pressed his thin body into her. Even with his sister at her ear, she melted for him. What on Earth were they planning?

“We need you to do some things for us.” Brittney delicately nibbled Erin’s earlobe. She could feel the principal trembling through her hand on Erin’s ass. Brittney adored the power she and her brother had over these women. It filled her with boundless confidence. She thought about how disappointed she’d been by sex with this woman’s son. And how she was about to change Ted’s life. She wondered if Erin would be as disappointed as Brittney had been. “You need to bring us women with sons. Older boys only, at least eighteen years old.”

Erin finally broke the kiss, but stayed, trembling, in the twins’ embrace. “You want me to bring you mothers and sons?” She didn’t understand.

“No, just the mothers. They will take care of their sons on their own.” Daniel pulled down her skirt, tights, and panties. He put a finger in her wet slit.

“Ooohhhh. Take care of?” Erin closed her eyes.

“It’s not a euphemism, Mrs. Haskins.” Brittney stuck her index finger in her own mouth coating it with saliva. She then reached down and inserted it in Erin’s butt. The poor woman’s ass cheeks flexed as Brittney entered her. The twins fingered her together. “They really will take very good care of them. Start with women that live close to our house. The closer the better.”

“What will you ... ugh ... do?” Erin’s mind reeled.

“We’ll convince them to help us. Just as we’re convincing you.” Daniel pistoned his finger in and out her, looking up at her contorting face. “You don’t need to do anything but bring them here. Tell them it’s a special mother-principal conference or something.”

“I ... ugh ... ugh ... uuuuuggghhhhhhhhhh.” Erin climaxed standing between those siblings. Their fingers worked her holes throughout her orgasm.

“I’m going to do her now.” Daniel turned the dazed principal around, placed her hands on a nearby shelf, and sunk his dick into her pussy.

“Can I have a turn after?” Brittney stood next to the mating couple. She unbuttoned Erin’s jacket, rubbed her burgeoning belly, and cupped her heavy boobs as Erin absorbed Daniel’s thrusts from behind.

“Of ... ah ... ah ... course.” Daniel had that dreamy smile on his face that he got with his women.

While still groping Erin, Brittney leaned back in and whispered in her ear. “And you need to do something else for us.”

“Wwwhhhhhaaattttttt?” Erin’s brain warred between the wrongness of their requests, and the rightness of the pleasure they showered upon her.

“You need to seduce Ted. That is the bond that truly builds our power.” Brittney reached her hand under her own skirt and stroked her button. “But don’t worry, it should be easy. Almost all young men with pretty moms would say yes to their mother’s pussy. Right?”

“Yeah ... that’s the truth...” Daniel plowed her harder at the thought of Erin riding her simpering son. Would she tell Ted that it was Daniel’s baby inside her?

“You want ... me to ... uuuggghhhhh...” The thought of taking her eighteen-year-old son into her bed seared at her brain. “ ... to have sex ... with Ted?”

“It’s not a matter of want, Mrs. Haskins. We’re not asking,” Brittney purred. “We need you to do it. You’re going to have sex with my ex-boyfriend. And you’re going to do your best to make sure he likes it. That he comes back for more. And when you need a real cock, Daniel will be waiting for you.”

“Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh.” Erin’s mind smoldered with the thoughts the twins put there. She would do it. She would give these teenagers anything they wanted. If they wanted mothers, she would bring them the very best ones she could find. If they wanted her to corrupt her own sweet son, then that is what would happen. A massive orgasm took control of her body and soul.

A little while later, Brittney stood with her legs spread wide. Her principal squatted in front of her, licking Brittney’s pussy for all she was worth. Brittney could tell this was Erin’s first time servicing a woman, but Erin’s enthusiasm made up for her lack of skill. And the wife and mother would learn how to please a woman over time. Brittney would certainly give her lots of practice.

“Are you close? We have to get back to class soon.” Daniel stood next to his sister, his still hard dick pressed against her hip. He played with one of her puffy nipples, kissed her narrow neck occasionally, and listed to her mewl.

“Am I ... doing ... it ... okay?” Erin said between licks. She knew there was a puddle of Daniel’s cum on the concrete floor below her, as his stuff slowly dripped out of her vagina. She still wore her jacket and blouse despite the twins’ nudity. She hoped Brittney’s wetness wasn’t dripping on her nice suit.

“Good ... enough.” Brittney’s legs shook uncontrollably. “I’m ... there...” She dug her nails deeper into her principal’s hair, forcing the woman’s pretty face deeper into her pussy. “Yyyyeeeesssssssssss.” It wasn’t the best orgasm she’d ever had. Heck, it probably wouldn’t be the best orgasm of the day. But it would do. Brittney’s nerve endings continued to spark as they dressed afterward.

Once they all had clothes on, Daniel looked over at Erin. “Your face is a mess, Mrs. Haskins. Hey Brit, do you have a towel in your bag?”

“Oh, yeah.” Brittney unzipped her backpack and pulled out a small towel. “Here you go.” She handed the towel to Erin and watched her wipe Brittney’s cum off her face. It was a beautiful sight.

“That looks better.” Daniel took the towel from the shellshocked woman. “Text me when you have a mom for us and we’ll meet you here. Okay?”

Erin nodded.

“And don’t forget to take care of Ted.” Brittney slung her backpack over her shoulders.

“Oh, my.” Erin had such a strange feeling in her belly thinking about what she was going to do. Would Ted even want her?

“We’ll take that as an affirmative.” Daniel gave her a thumbs up. “We’ll leave first, you wait a few minutes. Okay?”

Erin nodded dumbly again. She would do whatever those teenagers asked.

How nice it was to have her bedroom to herself. Julie undressed, shivered in the cold, and quickly got under the covers. Outside her window, she could just barely make out the large flakes of snow making their steady fall to earth. She curled up on her side of the bed and snuggled into her pillow.

With George gone, she had her whole king-sized bed to herself. She stretched out and scooted to the center. She could sleep wherever she wanted. What a strange feeling. It had been so long since George wasn’t beside her. She stretched her body out in the cold sheets and let sleep take her.

Dreams flowed around her. The tight embrace of thorny vines gripped Julie. The more she struggled, the more the thorns dug into her flesh. It was too much. She was trapped.

“Mom.” Daniel’s voice carried into her dream. “Wake up, Mom.”

The vines shook her by the shoulders. Her eyes fluttered open. Her son stood in the darkness above her, shaking her awake. He wore his flannel pajamas, and his blond hair stood every which way. It looked like he’d just woken up, too. “Danny? What is it, pumpkin?”

“Mom ... I ... um...” He bit his lip and smiled down at her deep, brown eyes, just barely visible in the gloom. “Could I ... I mean ... are you lonely?”

“What?” Julie shrugged away her evil dream away and sat up, holding the sheet over her naked breasts. “What are you talking about?”

“I was wondering if you wanted company in bed tonight with Dad gone.” Daniel’s smile turned hopeful.

“Do you need me to take care of it again? Because you and your sister tired me out tonight. And that was...” She looked at her bedside clock. “And that was only four hours ago.”

“No, Mom.” Without waiting for an invite, Daniel got under the covers. He snuggled into the warmth of the bed, sliding up right next to Julie. “I just want to be close to you and ... you know ... fill in for Dad while he’s gone.”

“You think you’re the man of the house now that he’s gone, is that it?” Julie sighed and let his slender body nestle up to her curves. She turned onto her side, and his face was only inches from hers. His club of a penis knocked on her pregnant belly like it wanted to get in.

“Does the man of the house get unlimited blowjobs?” Daniel kissed the tip of her nose.

“Well, I guess.” Julie rolled her eyes.

“Then I’m the man of the house.” Daniel laughed along with his mother. He put his hand on the top of her head and pushed her slowly under the covers.

“I thought this wasn’t about taking care of you again.” Julie let him move her down. It was so warm and cozy under there. Once her head was even with his penis, she pulled down his pajamas and underwear, running her fingers along his great length.

“That was before I knew about my man of the house privileges.” Daniel lay on his side as his mom took him in her mouth. “Oh, Mom. My dumb dad doesn’t know what he’s missing.”

“Mmmmmmmm.” Julie rolled her tongue around that bloated head. She would never grow tired of that magnificent cock.

Later, with a belly full of cum, Julie sighed contentedly and let Daniel spoon her as they drifted off to sleep. How nice that she wouldn’t have to wake in a panic and rush back to her room later. She was in her own room, with her loving son wrapping his arm around her. She could get used to that.

In her dream, Julie looked for the heart of their mansion. She could hear the steady thump behind the fireplace in Daniel’s room. She found a secret button, pushed it, and watched burning fire turn sideways. Time to find the center of everything. She descended down the stairs. So many stairs. She must have traveled beyond the basement, beyond the house’s foundation. Deeper and deeper into the earth she stepped, her hand brushing against the wall, her feet carefully taking each stone step one after another. After a while, the wall under her fingertips grew warmer. The beating of the heart grew louder.

The stairs ended against a stone wall. Julie felt around for some way through, her finger depressing a small button. The wall spun. She looked through the gap she’d created into a long room. A small, tweedy man sat reading Turgenev in an armchair. He looked up and smiled at her. Behind him, on the wall, was a tall grandfather clock. Its machinations were open to the world and truly horrific. The gears were made of broken bone and grisly sinew. The pendulum hung from ropes of intestine. And the pendulum itself was a human heart that beat with each swing. Blood spurted from the thing every time it pulsed, pooling at the base of the clock.

The man’s smile faded as he took in her face. He turned to look where her gaze fell, then turned back to her. “Oh, that.” He shook his head. “Not our doing, I assure you. But when life gives you lemons...” He shrugged.

“Where am I?” Julie looked around the room. Was it a library? The walls were covered in shelves, and the shelves were covered in books and other miscellany.

“Good question. You are a sharp woman.” The man said. “I’ve always liked that about you. You are ... you are...”

The room blurred and the man’s voice echoed.

“Mom?” Brittney’s voice filled Julie’s head.

“What?” She opened her eyes to see her daughter’s pretty face only a few inches from her in the dark.

“I said, why is Danny sleeping with you?” Brittney screwed up her face like Julie had just given Daniel the jar of cookies, but had offered none to her other children.

Daniel snored softly behind Julie, his arm tight around her, his hand firmly holding her round belly.

“Oh.” Julie blinked her eyes. “He was concerned I’d be lonely.”

Brittney smirked. “He’s trying to replace Dad.”

“No, that’s not it,” Julie whispered so that she wouldn’t wake up her son.

“Well, if Danny gets to replace Dad, so do I.” Brittney slid under the covers. “Okay?” She latched her mouth on Julie’s large nipple and drank her milk.

“Oooohhhhh.” Julie cupped the back of her daughter’s head and let her drink. “You can both fill in for him until he gets back.” How sweet it was to have Brittney at her breast. Daniel snored, Brittney gulped, and Julie found her bed a good deal more crowded than it had been.

Eventually, of course, Brittney’s hand made its way down to Julie’s pussy, and she brought her mother to a trembling orgasm. Julie then returned the favor. When they were satisfied, Brittney turned over on her side, facing away from her mother, and the three Andersons spooned as they slept.

The great library waited for Julie in her dreams. The man looked up from his book, with his warm, avuncular smile. “Back so soon?”

“You ... um ... didn’t answer my question.” Julie couldn’t take her eyes off the dreadful clock, tick-tocking away. She realized that what was once the heart of a woman had become the heart of a house.

“You’re in my home.” The man looked around the expansive room. The coved ceiling was painted like the nighttime sky. “This is the wilds really. My old place was nicer than this, but I had jealous, bitter roommates.”

“You’re the Devil.” Julie took a step back and put a hand to her bosom. Her long, Victorian dress, trailed on the stone floor in front of her as she backpedaled.