Chapter 4

We got back pretty late from Applebee’s, all of them except for being rather sauced ... too much so for my comfort with any kind of hanky panky. Maybe it was just me, but when girls were that drunk, it wasn’t right to take advantage of them. I set a place for Sofia ... with Cassidy, the two of them snuggled up nice and cozy together. The same went with Kara and Vicky. I slept alone in my own room, dozing off, having paid the tab after all, since Vicky got a little too hammered to do it. If she wanted to compensate me, she could do so later, but I wasn’t gonna sweat it.

I awoke to Mom standing over me with Mike at her side. She smiled at me and kissed me chastely on the forehead before pulling me up. She also winked at Mike a bit, both of them clearly in a very upbeat mood.

“I ... Mike and I ... we took things much further than even I expected ... and I’m so happy that we did. We kinda had a fight after supper, I was a little buzzed but not passed out, so I made a little cute remark, and that caused both of us to laugh instead of rage. Apparently, I’m a goofy drunk instead of an angry one. It probably has something to do with repressed girlishness or whatever. I just want to thank you ... if we had blown up while I was sober, the night might have gone badly for us. Maybe I should drink more ... or smoke some pot or something,” Mom laughed now.

“Well, you can spare me the details as thanks. I don’t want or need to know what bedroom activity is now on the menu, thank you very much. It’s just good news that it is. Happy wife might mean happy life, but it helps if the hubby’s satisfied, too. Mike, I’ve figured out what my beef with you is ... and it’s just silly, okay?

“It’s that you were Mom’s lawyer in the divorce. I was torn between gratitude that you protected Mom’s interests and anger that you might have harmed Dad’s somehow. I’ve decided to let that go, okay? You were a divorce attorney and did your job. It’s your duty to be a shark. Anyway, I like Cassidy a lot and I don’t want to treat her father ... and Mom’s husband, that way anymore. So, peace?” I shook his hand and tried not to think of where my hand had been all night.

He could always wash his hands and should before breakfast, anyway.

“Peace. I regret my part in it, too. And that my son seems to have picked up the wrong kind of values somehow ... I was a workaholic father and widower for so many years, burying my grief in a ton of billable hours. Yeah, I built a solid career, but I also neglected my kids at times and it shows. Your mother has shown me the beauty of a little R and R now and then, too, and of a loving parent-child bond, however old the kids might be,” Mike Chung, my stepfather, smiled as we shook hands like men.

“And I ... well, I realized that I’ve treated both of my husbands in sometimes a less than stellar fashion. It’s embarrassing, but a comment made in Ruby Tuesday’s, that’s where we went, it kinda hit hard ... like a barb. It stung and that’s what triggered the fight, at which point I looked at it with the booze affecting my mood ... I was like ‘holy smokes, he’s right.’

“So, I snapped back that, ‘since I’m such a bitch, why don’t you treat me like one?’ He’s like, ‘okay, but you’re not gonna like it.’ I’m like, ‘try me,’ and I bent over for him. He fucking slapped me on the ass and hiked up my dress and lubed me up with some ... thing, I’m still not sure what. And proceeded to fuck me right up the butt! It hurt, but it also felt really good ... primal, wild, lusty.

“Before I knew it ... well, he’s balls deep in my backdoor, I’m taking it pretty damn hard, and I’m also whimpering ... but I’m not saying no ... I’m screaming ‘yes, yes, fucking yes!’ I’m grunting and moaning ... and my toes are curling, too. And I tighten up as I cum ... I cream myself on the new comforter and I feel him flooding my bowels with his jizz... , “ Mom snickered at the memory.

Evidently, she wasn’t so drunk that she passed out with no recall of last night’s events. Even so, I cut her off, having heard more than enough to satisfy any lurid curiosity I might still have about Mom’s sexual exploits or whatever. Previously, I was torn between fascination and disgust. This was my mother, after all. I didn’t usually care to hear what Mom got up to in bed with Mike, but for a moment, I had listened with more rapt attention than I cared to admit.

“Mom ... I’m really glad that you and Mike worked out some of your ... marital issues in your little lovers’ spat and hot, anal make-up sex ... but well, you’re my MOTHER! I really don’t need a blow by blow. No disrespect intended, of course. I love you, Mom, but I’m your son, not your marriage counselor, okay? Maybe you’re still a little tipsy ... how late is it, anyway? And are you ... stoned, too?” I noticed the smell of weed on her and already knew the answer.

Mom wasn’t just drunk. Mom was HIGH!

“It’s almost five am, in fact. I really need to go to bed and so does Mike, don’t ya, babe? Well, you might not actually need the sleep as much as I do, but I need your strong, manly arms around me, snuggling me as I try to rest. And yes, I’m perhaps a bit ... stoned, as you put it. In any case, thank you, son. You’ve given my second marriage a little jump start there,” Mom kissed my forehead again, “now, back to sleep, honey. I’m sure that you can still use the shut-eye, too.”

Sure enough, I dozed off again ... and Mike took Mom back to the master bedroom to cuddle or spoon or whatever. I had never seen Mom so giddy before ... it was cute. Evidently, the combo of weed, booze, and sodomy agreed with her. I chuckled as I drifted off back to la-la land or whatever it was called. Yeah, Mom was adorably silly and playful when she wished to be. She just didn’t often dare to be that.

I woke up again, this time to kisses all over my face ... and four girls standing over me. Mom must not have locked the door as she left with Mike. Well, the door was locked now, though I didn’t know it yet. I wasn’t aware of the time at all. What I was soon aware of, though, very much so, was the fact that each young lady was in her undies.I also noticed that they began kissing me on the lips, eyelids, cheeks, even neck.