Chapter 14

Blaine wore his towel back from the shower and went to his room that evening. However, he had nothing underneath. His mother was already naked under the sheets. He dropped his towel and revealed his half-hard cock. He waited for his mother to say something about his nudity.

Gail tried not to stare and said nothing. She didn’t want to make it awkward. She had agreed to sleep this way. The window was open, and there was only a slight breeze outside. It was getting hotter in June, and she only had a very thin sheet over her body. Blaine could see the outline of her tits through the material.

“Is your Aunt still dangling in the living room?” Gail asked.

“No, I think they just brought her down,” Blaine said. He had looked for her after his shower and hadn’t seen her.

“I still can’t understand what motivates her to play these vulgar games with her family,” Gail lamented as Blaine turned out the light and joined her in bed. The moon illuminated the room slightly as it shone brightly in the Florida night sky.

“She said it’s to help prepare her to be a pro-subbie. I am sorry I played it with her. I didn’t mean to offend you,” Blaine said.

Gail thought about how to respond to her son’s comment before replying for a few seconds. “I wasn’t offended. It’s just like when you went outside and began massaging Scarlet. She’s an attractive woman, and you are a curious boy. I am just concerned that the depravity this family finds normal will warp your sense of what is right and wrong.”

“It won’t, but they all seem to like it, and Scarlet seemed to want me to play.”

“Yeah, but most women won’t like it if you stick a pin into the back. I don’t want you to start dating a girl and think that you should treat her the way that Leonard does his wife.”

“I know that,” Blaine admitted that he didn’t have any desire to do that to his Aunt anyway. He wanted to tell his mother about Erica. He’d love to jab a thumb tack in her most sensitive body parts. However, he knew she’d probably freak out and think that Erica’s hazing of him was the last straw. He felt his mother had too much on her shoulders as it was to deal with it. He was just hoping that Erica would eventually soften and leave him alone.

“You know what I would like, though?”

“What’s that, Mom?”

“Well, if you don’t want to do it, that’s fine,” Gail already regretted asking and wanted to give her son an excuse to say no. “Could you massage my back the way you did Scarlet today?”

“Sure!” he was excited to do it.

Gail lay on her stomach and let him take the sheet off of her back. He lay next to her and began to apply the same techniques he used on Scarlet to his mother. His dick sprung to life and dug into his mother’s hip. She ignored the drops of pre-cum that dripped out onto her skin and tried not to think about it. She reminded herself that It was perfectly natural for a teenage boy to be aroused when he was naked. Even though she was his mother, it was dark, and he was touching her bare flesh.

“Not so hard,” Gail seethed. Scarlet had enjoyed it when he pressed down hard. He tried it much more softly and got into a rhythm.

“Today was so rough,” she admitted as she let her stress evaporate and allowed herself to enjoy the shoulder massage.

“Yes, it was,” Blaine agreed emphatically.

“I keep forgetting that this has to be ten times worse for you. I’ve never seen any relationship like this one before, but you are still a kid.”

Blaine meant that it was rough dealing with Erica. He had enjoyed himself during the day. He didn’t want to clarify that for his mother.

“Don’t worry, I am getting used to it. I learned a lot today.”

“Yeah, probably too much!” she said.

“A lot of it was fun,” he admitted as he moved up to her neck. He was going too fast for Gail’s taste, but she didn’t complain.

“What was fun about it? Besides, you got to look at your Aunt’s boobs all day?” Gail teased her son. She never thought she’d tease him like that, but they both knew he was looking at her with lust on his mind.

“Well, looking at her butt, and her vagina, and her face,” Blaine replied. He chose the word vagina because he didn’t want to seem too vulgar to his mother.

“They say cunt and pussy here, Blaine,” she sighed. “You don’t have to pretend you never use those words when we are alone.”

“I just don’t want to offend you,” he admitted as he stroked her neck behind his mother’s ears. That turned her on, and she didn’t know why. She started to produce a lot of cum of her own.

“You didn’t. I don’t mean to be a curmudgeon and make you feel ashamed. I could tell you wanted to play reverse Pictionary, but you didn’t want me to think you were enjoying it,” Gail guessed. She was right.

“I didn’t want to put pushpins into my Aunt. I did like drawing on her,” Blaine admitted. He yawned. He was getting tired. Gail was not ready for him to quit massaging her. He still had her mid and lower back to do, and she was secretly really enjoying what he was doing to her neck. She moved her hair out of the way and pulled the sheet back enough to reveal the tip of her butt. Gail had a sizable butt, but she was ashamed of it.

“Why did you pick Yoda? The others were drawing flowers and penises and writing naughty words,” she asked with a laugh.

“I can draw Yoda really well. I didn’t think about it,” Blaine admitted.

“You need to think about it, Blaine. Your Uncle was REALLY impressed that you brought him new business and saved another client’s appointment. However, I saw his face when you started drawing Yoda. You don’t want him to think you are super immature. He won’t be able to trust you with any responsibility.”

“I don’t have any responsibility,” Blaine sounded frustrated.

“Yes, you do! You have responsibility for your Aunt’s schedule, and to help me.”

“Yeah, but she calls you Mrs. Gail and Ma’am, but you act like I’ll melt if she calls me Sir.”

“Is that really important to you, Blaine?” Gail sat up. Blaine could see her small boobs as she rose. Gail hadn’t intended to show them to her son. She just wanted to look him in the eye. His eyes flicked back to her face.

“It just felt like you were afraid my Aunt would respect me,” Blaine sounded a little pouty.

“I don’t think she respects any of her clients. She calls them Sir. If you want her to call you, Sir. That’s fine. I don’t want you bossing her around all day, though,” Gail decided as she laid back down.

“Really?” Blaine was excited. He continued rubbing her neck, but her excitement was gone. She directed him to do her middle back.

“Yeah, I was probably hasty about that. I didn’t realize that she calls all her clients Sir. I don’t really like being called Mrs. Gail or Ma’am. I don’t see why you would want to be called Mr. Blaine or Sir.”

“You could tell her to call you Mistress?”

“I am not a Mistress,” Gail admitted. “Unless you mean the kind of woman that has sex with married men. I am pretty sure Harlan and Mr. Greely were married,” she sounded regretful.

“That’s THEIR fault for cheating on their wives. You had nothing to do with that. They paid you for a service.”

Blaine was normally fairly shy and didn’t speak up for himself. However, lying in bed with his mother, he expresses himself more freely. Gail had noticed that Blaine also periodically interjected and offered something valuable to conversations with Leonard and her. She was proud of how he was starting to gain confidence.

“That’s one way to phrase being a whore, Blaine,” Gail frowned and pulled his hands down lower. Her son was tickling her ribs. She wanted him to massage the base just above her hips. “How long before I have to start calling all the customers, Sir? Are you going to expect ME to call you Sir?”

“No!” Blaine assured her. “You are my boss! I’d be calling you Ma’am.”

“I’d really rather you not!” she smiled. He joked that it was too late and tickled his mother. She jumped a little, and her tits flopped under her as she defended herself.

They wrapped up the massage, and Blaine laid on his back with a raging hard-on tenting the sheets. His mother could see it standing tall. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to address it, but she finally did.

“Blaine, why don’t you go take care of that?”

Her son blushed. He assured her that it would go down on its own. “It usually finds its way into my back and drips at night. I’d really rather you didn’t get me all sticky.”

Blaine wasn’t sure how to respond to that. His mother had never confronted him about it. He apologized profusely, and she told him it wasn’t a big deal. “I haven’t said anything about it because it’s natural for you to get erections at night. We are sleeping in a small bed. I also get aroused at times, and there is nothing I can do about that.”

“You do?” he asked.

“Do you know I am made of stone? Yes, I have needs, and so do you, Blaine. It’s perfectly natural for you to take care of them.”

Blaine and Gail both thought about how easily Alex talked to his mother about blowjobs and brought his friends around.

“You can sleep like that if you like. I just know you can’t keep shaking up a bottle of Sprite and expecting it not to burst. I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable talking about it,” she said as she rolled over on her side away from her son.

“Let’s make a pact,” Blaine suggested. His mother’s ears perked up, and she became intrigued. “We can talk about ANYTHING together, and it’s not going to impact our relationship. I was aware sometimes I sleep too close to you. I didn’t know I was dripping on you, and I am sorry for that. I don’t want you to feel you can’t talk to me about something that is bothering you. I won’t get angry and fly off the handle. We are in this together. You can tell me anything, and I can tell you anything.”

He was laying the groundwork to talk about Erica’s behavior toward him. He didn’t want to tell her tonight, though.

“That’s going to be hard for me. My own parents would never have had these conversations. I feel like even though you are a teenager, you understand more than you should, and we talk like peers. That’s not something I thought we’d ever do, even when you were an adult. I do like what you are saying, and I’ll make that pact with you,” she offered a pinky to swear it. He took her pinky, and they both smiled.

That night, he still ended up with his penis between his mother’s legs. This time, he went much lower. He didn’t wedge it in the crack of her ass. His cock went through her legs, and her slick, wet pussy rested on top of it. He immediately extricated himself and blushed when he woke up. Gail frowned and realized that this time, she had made herself sticky. She didn’t complain or address it.

They got up and got dressed together to start their day. Scarlet had scrubbed almost all of the marker off of her body, and there was only a faint trace of the art and drawings the family had made the night before. She was already up and smiling in the kitchen.

She was singing along to a classic AC/DC song. “The walls were shaking, my ass was quaking, and we were shaking ALL NIGHT LONG,” Scarlet butchered the lyrics to Shook Me All Night Long while playing an imaginary guitar.

“Good morning, Mrs. Gail,” she addressed her sister before smiling at her nephew and saying, “Good Morning, Blaine.”

“It’s Sir, to him. If you call your clients Sir, then you’ll address him that way,” Gail said.

“Very good, not a problem,” Gail beamed at her nephew. Her eyes twinkled with happiness. Blaine noticed that her big tits jiggled when she wiped down the tables and danced around the room.

Leonard walked out of the bedroom with his daughter. Erica’s hair was a mess. She had been freshly fucked and was full of herself and high on the orgasm her father had just given her. “I remember you used to dance to this song!” he said.

“Exactly, Master!” Scarlet said and then described how she used to work the poles. “It bruised up my legs and thighs, but not in a good way!” she said as she spread her legs slightly to add impact to what she was saying.

She turned to Blaine and showed him the outline of the Yoda. “You did such a good drawing that I didn’t want to wash it off. I didn’t really get a good look at it until this morning! It looked like a little frogman. Thank you, Sir!” she kissed him on the cheek.

“Sir? You were told not to call Blaine, Sir!” Leonard was about to punish his wife.

“No, last night I decided that since Scarlet calls all of her customers, Sir, it would be good practice for her. Blaine doesn’t mind, do you?”

“No, Ma’am!” he smiled and straightened.

Gail frowned slightly but was secretly amused by how he did that.

“Great, things are going to work out. How many dates does she have today?” he asked Gail. She didn’t know off the top of her head.

“She had three, but I scheduled a fourth one, Sir!” Blaine said proudly.

Erica felt that her cousin was being a little ass-kisser. She planned to make him pay for being such a teacher’s pet.

“That’s great. Are any of them big money?”

“The first guy is just a hundred dollars; I think he wants straight sex.”

Scarlet stood there passively and listened. She had given Blaine her handwritten notes, and he had made it look far more professional on his computer.

“Then, at 11:30 am, we have one I scheduled. He wants to piss all over Scarlet,” Blaine said while blushing. He knew that was a fetish, but he had no experience with it. He hadn’t even seen porn of it. It had never interested him enough to look at it.

Scarlet frowned and made a disgusted face. She didn’t seem particularly enthusiastic, but she also didn’t say she wouldn’t do it.

“Okay, that should be in the bathtub. She can squat in there,” Leonard wasn’t shocked by that request. His wife got Golden Showers from customers all the time. He would have charged two hundred dollars for that, but he was happy about the extra revenue. “What else do you have for today?”

“1:30 pm, we have a two hundred dollars. He wants to tie Scarlet up and spank her, but I guess not very hard?”

“Yep, that’s fine. What about the final one?”

“That’s not until 7 pm. He said he just wants to fuck,” Blaine said. He waited for his Uncle or Mom to say he shouldn’t talk like that. However, nobody did. He usually didn’t cuss around adults, and he seldom used cuss words. Leonard thought nothing of the cuss word in that context.

“That’s a lot of small-dollar jobs and a long time between them,” he said. He pulled out a bunch of cash and gave it to Gail. “When she has some free time, order Scarlet to train in the bedroom.”

Gail frowned. She didn’t like ordering anyone to do anything. However, she was the ‘manager,’ which meant that her sister had to obey her much like her son did. She nodded in agreement.

Leonard kissed his wife’s neck and told her that she was a very fuckable slut that he wanted to devour. “Sit on your eight-inch dildo for about an hour and do DP with a four-inch dick in the ass. You can have a little break at the halfway mark. If Gail walks back into our room and you aren’t humping yourself, though, it’ll be your ass when I get home.”