SHELLY'S TWISTED TALE

t had been a hectic day. First my husband, Kevin calls, he had left his cell phone at home and needed me or Laurence to bring it down to his office along with his lucky golfing cap. He is now the C.E.O / general manager of the local Buick, Cadillac, GMC, Toyota dealership in town. He has put in a lot of hard work and long hours to get where he is and I'm very proud of him. My son Laurence was still working on breakfast and hadn't dressed for school yet when I asked, "Hey, Laurence, can you quickly take your father his cell phone please?

I heard him groan and say, "I'd like to mom but I've got to get dressed for school and I told Nate and Paula I'd pick them up on my way to school and I don't time to do both."

Our daughter Katie, who was already up, dressed and had breakfast said, "I can do it mom."

Looking at the time I said, "You don't have time, the high school is on the other end of town from your father's business. Now get in your car and head to school. It's your senior year and you've had perfect attendance so far. Now get going.

Laurence was in his sophomore year at the University and had just turned 20. At times he could be quite the charming adult and others, he was still my little boy.

Giving him the 'Look', I said, "Just remember that, young man, the next time you want a new truck or another set of tires or fancy accessory for your truck. Not only do I have to take your father his phone and his baseball cap, he also wants me to pick up tickets for the monster truck show that's coming to town next month. And did I mention that I'm supposed to have the closing papers written up and ready to be notarized for the Nelsons by 9:00 this morning? Did I?"

As he stood up in just his sweat pants, I couldn't help but admire his physique. 6'8", 260 lbs., size 16 shoes and not an ounce of fat. God he was gorgeous. I know it was wrong to look at him like that but he reminded me of some of the guys on the pornos that Kevin brought home. Of course, seeing him earlier this morning, walking around in his underwear and socks with his morning wood, getting me wet didn't hurt either.

Laurence main interest was football. He lived and breathed it. He was an offensive lineman and had girls lined up just hoping he'd ask them out but he'd rather work out with Nate, his best friend. Nate's sister, Paula, was more like one of the guys and would track the statistics for the them and also the team. A lot of girls hated Paula because they thought Laurence was tapping her but that sure wasn't happening.

What no one knew was Laurence was only interested in his mother. He had the hots for her in the biggest way. He loved the way she'd walk around the house in her lingerie and nylons getting ready for work. Though lately he'd been getting some similar feelings from seeing his little sister when she'd come out in just her panties and bra or after a shower wearing just a white tee shirt over her wet body.

What those two fine ladies didn't know was that Laurence had done was hide a dozen lipstick cameras in strategic locations that were being recorded on a computer he bought off a friend and he had hidden up in the attic for his later viewing. He'd spent many hours stroking his manhood to videos of his mother showering or even masturbating and lately even a few of his sister. He knew it was wrong but he loved it.

Grabbing his father's phone and cap out of my hands, he said, "Fine, but if I'm late to school, you'll have to write me an excuse note, alright?" Then he added sort of nicely, "Since you're the most beautiful mom in town, could you pick up maybe 4 extra tickets for the monster truck show for me and my friends? Please."

Smiling at him, I nodded and ran out the door, got in my car and headed to the office. I own a small independent real estate firm and do pretty well. Besides me, I have two sales associates, Norma and Bobbi and a receptionist, Gail. As I drove, my mind wandered to the past.

I met Kevin early during the first quarter of the ninth grade. It really was love at first sight. Honestly it was almost like something out of the movies. We saw each other and walked across the quad towards each other, ignoring everyone else until our hands touched. We didn't speak for several minutes until my friend, Tara, poked me saying, "Don't just stand there silly, say something."

I giggled and said, "Um, hi. I'm Shelly and you are?"

He stammered a bit and eventually said, "Gosh, you're really beautiful. I'm Kevin. May I get your phone number?" I gave it to him and never looked at another boy. Kevin was the only boy I dated. My mother was very upset and told me that I should be dating others so that I could have a good idea of what was out there but I was too much in love. Kevin was two years older than I.

That year was a rough one for Kevin. His father ran a logging business and an early snow storm stopped work. Karl, being the bull-headed guy, he was, decided he was going to ride his snowmobile up and get his loaded truck down from the mountains for some extra Christmas cash. As he drove his rig down the icy mountain road, a group of jeeps were heading up and Karl hit the brakes which jackknifed his truck, sliding it off the mountain. He went down about 300' and his cab hit a stand of trees and the load of logs crushed him like somebody stepping on a bug. There wasn't much cheer in the Beckham household that Christmas.

That spring, Jeri, Kevin's mom, sold off all his father's equipment to a guy from Montana, the mysterious Lou. I say mysterious because for some reason, even though Kevin told me he would come to town almost every other week to see Jeri, I never got to meet him.

The Easter before my graduation, we were at Kevin's mom's home for dinner and after dinner, Kevin and I were sitting on the front porch swing talking. I really wasn't expecting it but suddenly Kevin stood up as if to stretch, then he turned to face me and knelt down in front of me and reaching into his pocket, pulled out a ring box and opened it. I gasp, holding my hands over my mouth.

Solemnly Keven said, "Shelly Marie Porter, would you do me the honor of becoming Mrs. Kevin Mathew Beckham?"

Tears streamed down my face as I nodded and said yes, flinging my arms around his neck. Our reverie was interrupted by a loud cheering coming from inside and I turned to see the entire family looking at us through the front room windows. They came pouring out congratulating us. Kevin is the youngest child, he has two older brothers and two older sisters, all are married with children of their own. They wanted pictures and we took a lot.

Crystal, Kevin's oldest sister, asked us, "So when's the wedding you two?" We looked at each other and I said, "I don't know. How about as soon as we can get our wedding license?"

I rushed home and grabbed my mother around the waist. Then waving my ring finger under her face I said, "Guess what? I'm getting married. Will you come to the court house with me and sign so we can get our license and be married right after graduation? Otherwise, I have to wait until the end of June when I turn 18."

Mom pulled away from me and quite curtly said, "No, I won't sign for you. I don't think you are ready to get married. You haven't experienced life yet. You're still a child, besides I want you to go to college and if you get married, you'll probably do something stupid like get pregnant, if you're not already."

I screamed, "Mom, how could you? I'm still a virgin. Kevin is too. We're waiting for marriage to give ourselves to one another. I can still go to college if I'm married. Kevin has his classes to finish up and my college counselor has lined up classes for me. I'm studying business management, real estate and brokerage law. Kevin and I have this all planned out." Mom just walked away, refusing to talk to me about it.

I called Kevin and told him we'd have to wait until the 28th of June to get married as that was my birthday. He looked at the calendar and said, "How about we make it the 29th, that's a Saturday. That way our friends and family can be there with us."

"Sounds good to me," I said, "no wonder I love you so much. You're always thinking of others, more than of yourself."

Later that evening, as I was going through the pictures on my phone, I thought it odd, that Kevin was the smallest of his family, well other than his mother. Ben and Rocky towered over him, barrel-like chests and beefy arms, like Karl. Even Crystal and Roz were a good 4" taller than Kevin. I thought I'd ask Jeri about that one day.

In early May, Kevin was my date to my senior prom. My mother was being a royal pain and I ended up buying a dress from a consignment store and adding some trim to make it mine. I did buy a clutch purse and some lovely heels to go with the dress though when Kevin saw me, he balked a little because now I was taller than he was.

For being no help, my mother insisted that she take several pictures of us so she could send them to her friends and our relatives as if to take credit for my dress.

In the middle of her picture taking, our house phone rang and she went in to answer it. Kevin turned to me and whispered in my ear, "Shelly, I love you more than anything. We're going to be married in a little over a month. Rocky has rented us a hotel room and I want us to go there after the prom. Would you please go there with me? We could tell your mother we're going out to breakfast with our friends."

I loved Kevin so much that I was willing to give up my virginity to him before marriage. When my mom came back, she finished taking her pictures and I casually mentioned to her that we might be a little late as some of us were having breakfast after the dance. She just smiled and said, "Have fun dear." Little did she know what fun we were planning on having.

That night the dance was magic. I floated in Kevin's arms. He was whispering in my ear things he wanted to do to me. When I was using the girls bathroom when I overheard two girls talking about going with their boyfriends to a motel and the one said, "I'm afraid if my parents find out, they'll file statutory rape charges against my boyfriend."

The other girlfriend smiled and said, "They can't, two years ago, the state legislature changed the law so now the legal age of consent is 16, so sweetie, go fuck his brains out."

I found myself getting so wet that went out and found Kevin and said, "Honey, let's get out of here. I don't know about you but I'm ready."

We drove over to Rocky's place and Kevin went in. Quickly he came out, holding two plastic cards in a sleeve with the room number on it. Holding them high out the window he shouted, "To us!" as he sped towards the hotel.

Once in the room, I wished Kevin had given me some advanced notice so I could have packed a sexy nightie. Kevin put some music on and we danced and made out, Then Kevin slowly unzipped my dress. I was so nervous but I also wanted to give myself to him so much too.

Being my first time, I wasn't sure how to proceed. After my dress fell to the floor, he moved it to the chair and removed his coat before returning to me. When he did, I began to unbutton his shirt as he caressed my body. I ran my hands up his bare chest then down to his trousers, where I unsnapped them and pulled his zipper down. As his pants fell to the floor, he kicked off his shoes and pants towards the chair and was standing in front of me in just his boxers, me in my bra and panties.

Kevin began kissing my neck and nibbling on my ears, sending electric shocks throughout my body as his fingertips lightly brushed over my skin, ending at my cleft. My hands instinctively caressed his face then fell slowly to his crotch, feeling the heat from the bulge in his boxers as his fingers found the wetness in my crotch.

Pulling me to him, he unfastened my bra and began suckling my nipples, causing my body to tingle from head to toe. I couldn't wait and pulled him onto the bed. Kevin had me move to the center of the bed and he pulled down my panties then quickly removed his boxers. He kissed me deeply, our tongues entwined so lovingly, as he pressed his body to mine. I could feel his hardness pressing against my womanhood and wanted him so badly. Then Kevin began kissing my breasts, and slightly biting them until I had to stop him. He was getting a little rough. He moved downward.

As he got to my pussy, I could hardly wait. My girlfriends had tried to describe what it was like when a guy goes down on them and I wanted Kevin to pleasure me to nirvana. As he began licking, it was Ok but I kept waiting for the 'big' one. It felt like it was going to happen but that that moment never arrived. After a few minutes, Kevin moved up and tried to guide his manhood into my waiting pussy. I stopped him and asked about protection as I wasn't on the pill. Kevin reluctantly put on a condom that Rocky had provided for him. Thankfully he had given him a box.

After getting it on, he slid in without hardly any restriction. I started to feel something building and figured that this was going to be a nice orgasm. I had been masturbating for about a year and wanted him to give me a good one. Way too soon, Kevin grunted and shot off into his sheathed cock.

"Sorry," he said, "Give me a few minutes and we'll try again." I felt empty and disillusioned. True to his word, in about 20 minutes we were at it again, only this time, I got on top and I was able to find the right spot to get myself to cum on his cock. Kevin was less than 6" which was Ok but I figured out that that boy was going to need a lot of training to become a good lover.

All too soon, we had to dress and Kevin took me home. My mother was asleep and probably wouldn't have known what time I had gotten home. If only I had known.

We would fuck quite often, out in the woods or in the back of his car once our cherries were broken. It was a fun experience for both of us.

The day I graduated, Jeri called and asked me to come to lunch with her the following day as she had business in town and to meet her at the Cold Creek Inn at 11:30. I said I would. She sounded mysterious. The next day I was there at the appointed hour. Jeri was sitting in a corner booth, nervously twirling the straw in her iced tea. "Hi, Jeri, What's up?" I said.

Mustering her courage, Jeri said, "I know Kevin wants to hold your wedding in our back yard with the reception to follow but I'm going to have to back out. I've made arrangements with the pastor of my church to hold the wedding at the garden at the church and the reception in the assembly hall. It's already paid for so that's not going to be a worry for you kids. I hope you can get Kevin to forgive me."

I asked her, "What's going on?"

Jeri looked towards the ceiling as if to find the words and finally said, "It's Lou. He's sending a truck tomorrow so we can load all my things. I'm moving to Montana to be with him. He's asked me to marry him. I don't like living alone and he fills the void that Karl left. The girls are kind of pissed at me because of the grandkids but the boys think it's great. In fact, Lou has offered them jobs with his company and they're going to come up and give it a try. The girls do think I deserve happiness, they just don't like me moving away. I have listed the house and a realtor is staging the house on Friday and they're doing an open house this weekend. What I need is for you to break the news to Kevin. He's my baby and I'm afraid this is going to kill him. He needs to be out before Friday. Please be gentle, will you?"

I reached for her hand and said, "Yes, mom, I will. We just want you happy and if this is what you want, then go for it." We then ordered our lunch and I had to decide how to break the news to Kevin.

After finishing our lunch, I reached for her hands again and held them tightly, I said after taking a deep breath, "Ok, my turn. I have to ask this question. Will you tell me why Kevin is so much smaller than his brothers and sisters? I know that Kevin says it's just a genetics thing but it's they're facial features, their body structure, all of it. Kevin isn't like any of them. Tell me, what gives?

Jeri pulled back her hands to her chest, eyes searching her plate as if the answer was somehow resting there before her. I could see her visibly shaking and I moved over next to her and placed my arm around her as she cried into my shoulder for a good 5 minutes before looking up.

"Promise me!" Jeri said, "Promise me, promise me; you'll never tell a living soul what I'm about to tell you. Can you promise me that?"

Holding her tightly I said, "I promise you; I will never tell. Cross my heart."

Trembling, Jeri softly said, "It was early in Karl's business. Things had been rough going. He had two logging trucks then and the new one, at least it was the one we just bought, kept breaking down. We had the four kids then and were living on hot dogs, rice and beans and occasionally food bags from my family. Unfortunately, Karl just hated it when they'd bring us a bag of food saying that it was his job to feed us. The trouble was he was working 10 to 12 hours a day, then spending 10 hours fixing the trucks which wasn't leaving any time for the family or me. Sometimes he would sneak away to the bar / liquor store across the highway when he said he was getting parts."

"Karl loved to trade and somehow, he traded an old snowmobile for an old rifle, then he traded the old rifle for a pickup truck then the pickup truck for a rebuilt motor for his logging truck. Once he got the rebuilt motor in this truck, it ran like a top and to celebrate, Karl bought a big bottle of scotch."

"By the time I got home from my job, I found Karl in the temporary tarp building with Tami from the liquor store, his hand around her waist and he had lipstick on his cheek. Between her and Karl they had drank almost half that bottle and were both stinking drunk. I yelled at him. I said, "Karl Beckham, how could you? I could have bought a week's groceries for what you paid for that bottle. Did you take that money out of our household account? Did you?" Tami made a hasty retreat."

"Leaning against the pole holding up the rain tarp, he slurred, "It's my money too, bitch. Now that this truck is running, I can make ten times that in a day."

"What did you call me? Did you call me a bitch?" I screamed, as I slapped him, quickly backing away."

"Karl took a swing at me with the bottle, and in the process only succeeded in smashing his scotch or so I thought. With a look of rage, he lunged at me but luckily, I was able to side step him and he fell into the mud. Running as fast as I could, I knew I needed to get to some place safe. Karl could kick ass on almost everyone I knew. The only one I could think of to save me was someone with a gun and that was my older brother Andy."

"I ran to Andy's house, hoping with all my might that he was home and when I saw his police cruiser outside my heart sprang out with joy. Hearing the pounding on his front door, Andy pulled his service revolver and jumped out of bed and went to the door and carefully opened it. I rushed to his arms and he asked me, "Why the change of perfumes, Jeri?"

"I was sobbing so hard all I could get out was "Karl", so Andy got a towel and tried to soak up some of blood pouring from the side of my head along with the remainder of the scotch and then got an ice pack for my head. Then he got his camera and took pictures of the knot on my head as evidence."

"Andy's wife had divorced him a couple of years earlier because she couldn't take the hours, police have to work, so he was alone now. He went into his bedroom and came back with a soft robe she left. He told me, "Go take a long hot shower, then we'll talk, Ok? I nodded."

"As I exited the bathroom, Andy took my clothes and put them in the wash. He had built a fire and made us some grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. Sitting in front of the fire, after enjoying the meal, he asked me, So what's going on with you and Karl? I told him about finding Karl with Tami and his attacking me."

"Andy slid over and put his arm around me. It was like were at home again. Sliding my bangs to one side of my face he looked into my eyes and said, God, you're so beautiful, then he kissed my cheek. Another kiss, only a little closer to my lips, then just the lips, then his tongue just darted into my mouth as I felt his fingers slide inside of the soft robe. A feeling of release came over me, like I was supposed to be there; for some reason I wanted this. It just seemed so natural and our tongues darted, reminding me of us two sword fighting as youngsters."

"As his hand moved down my body, unexplainably, I reached for the robe belt and undid it, allowing Andy full access. Then I reached to his crotch and found a nice little tent. Not nearly the monster that Karl had but a nice hard cock to ride. I stood, up, straddled my brother and pulled down his sweat pants. I then dropped my robe and eased myself down, guiding his hard shaft into my wetness. His mouth naturally finding my nipples. I thought at first, I'd mind it since Karl is so much bigger but once Andy began hitting my G-spot, I was getting of some real nice orgasms. Not some monster ones but very nice roller coaster ones that seem to go one over and over. "

"Andy yelled, Oh God, Jeri, No! No! Oh, God, I'm coming. And he tried to push away but I wouldn't move. I loved feeling him twitch inside me. I didn't think about getting pregnant, wasn't even on that wavelength. Andy got up and put back on his sweatpants and put my clothes in the dryer. He asked me if I wanted some coffee. "

"Following him into the kitchen, I put my head over his shoulder I said, I'd love some. How about you taking me to bed and give me a proper fucking while we wait for it to get done?"

"Andy spun around and taking me by my shoulders, he said, You do know what we just did was very wrong, don't you?"

"Starting to tear up I told him, "I don't think I've ever felt something so right, to be honest with you. Just one more time, please, this will be our last, honest. Then I'll go home."

We spent the next two hours making love in every position imaginable, a lot I'd never even heard of. Andy was a fantastic lover. I didn't know it but we made Kevin that day. Now you and Andy are the only ones that know. Karl came over two days later and apologized."

"Andy showed him the pictures and threatened to turn him as a felony wife beater if he ever did that again. He promised he would never do it and I left with him."

Now that was a lot of information, I had to process but I felt it really didn't matter. I loved Kevin and he was the man I was going to marry. I picked up my phone and called Kevin. "Hello, sweetheart, are you busy this afternoon? No, good. How about you and I go looking for an apartment? You know we're going to need one soon. It's better to get one now than be trying to find one and can't. Ok, see you soon. Love you." And I headed over to the car lot where he was working.

As Kevin climbed in my car he asked, "What's the rush, Shelly? We have almost 3 weeks before we need our own place."

I had started the car but hadn't put it in drive yet. I reached for his hand and held it tenderly and said, "Actually dear, we need one before Friday."

Giving me this puzzled look, he asked, "And why this Friday?"

Squeezing his hand, I said, "Because your mom's moving out. Lou has asked her to marry him. He is sending a truck to pick up her belongings and a realtor is having an open house this weekend."

Pulling away from me he yelled, "She can't do that. It's not fair. I live there. What about my stuff? We were going to get married there. I need to talk to her, maybe I can change her mind."

I reached across the car and held him. After he calmed down some, I told him, "Kevin, for one thing, you're 20 years old and shouldn't be living with your mother any more. As far as your mother goes, your brothers think it's fine though your sisters aren't too keen on it because of their kids. They are glad she has found someone that makes her happy. In fact, your brothers are going to Montana and going to work for him, at least for a while to see how it works out. As far as our wedding, your mom has paid for the church and reception hall for us. We just need to notify our friends and family where and when it's going to be. Now be a dear and check the paper on the dash and figure out the best route for us to travel to check out these apartments I've circled. We can give your mother a call later, Ok?" Kevin dejectedly looked at the paper and gave me directions to the closest apartment. By dinnertime we had found the perfect little duplex and put down money on it to move in on Friday.

The next morning as my mother came out for breakfast, I excitedly told her that Kevin and I had rented our first place and she went ballistic. She was ranting and raving, screaming at me at the top of her lungs and calling me all sorts of names until I left in tears. I headed out to my job at the Burger Palace and did my best to do my job but apparently my mind wasn't totally there as my boss, Jenny put her arm around me and took me into her office and said, "What's the matter honey?

I broke down in tears and told her about my mother calling me a whore and slut just because Kevin had to get an apartment due to his mother putting her home up for sale and moving to Montana to marry a guy and that my mother was completely against me getting married. She wasn't going to contribute anything towards the wedding so I was completely on my own.

Wrapping her arms around me, Jenny gave me a big, long hug, then said, "Come on dear, there's some things we need to check out." As we started to head out the back door, I grabbed my time card to punch out and Jenny stopped me saying, "No, sweetheart, you can take care of that, when we get back." We got into her car and she drove me to her home.

Down in her basement, she brushed the dust off a hope chest, opening it, she removed a couple of layers of tissue paper and underneath was a gorgeous wedding dress. She held it up and said, "Let's go upstairs and you try this on dear. You look about the same size I was." I grabbed the dress from her as she picked up another dress and followed behind me.

Jenny led me to her bedroom where I took off my uniform. This dress couldn't be worn with a bra so off it went. Jenny helped me get the zipper up. I looked in her mirror and saw Cinderella. I squealed in delight and kissed her full on the lips saying, "May I borrow this? Pretty please?"

Jenny smiled and said, "It's my gift to you, my sweet child. Now get that one off and let's try this one on. It's for your reception." With that she unzipped me and handed me a white sequined dress. It was what I can only describe as a little white cocktail dress. Spaghetti straps, deep vee neckline, the back cut clear to the small of the back and the hem was less than mid-thigh.

After getting it on I said to her, "I don't think I could wear this. I mean . . . just look at me. I look like . . . a . . . a . . . I don't know? "

Jenny smiled and said, "You'll be the sexiest bitch in Roseburg, honey. Every man there will have a hardon for you when you wear this, guaranteed." Then she handed me a white garter belt, nylons and a pair of matching sequined strappy 4" heels, saying, "These go with the wedding dress."

I asked her, "What do I owe you for all of this? Can I pay you on time payments?"

Now Jenny had tears in her eyes and wiping them with a hankie she said, "Honey, if you'll invite me to the wedding, that will be payment enough. My parents bought these for me when I was supposed to marry Robert. He was in the Marines and we were to be married when he returned from a secret operation, only he never made it back. The military wouldn't even tell me where he died, that's classified information. I had thought that someday I'd get married and have a daughter but that never happened so I'm happy that they can get some use. Now let's get out of here and get back to work. The dinner rush will be here soon."

Jenny had a couple of dry cleaning bags to put the dresses in to keep them clean but I figured I'd have them dry cleaned anyway and we hurried back. I was on cloud nine.

I didn't tell Kevin about the dresses. I wanted to surprise him. I went home to find that my mother had piled all my belongings out in the front yard. I was crushed. I didn't know what to do. I called a friend and she suggested I call the police. They told me that since I was under 18 that she couldn't do that and they sent out a patrol car. Mom got into a screaming match with the officers and they ended up arresting her for assault. The older officer said she would probably be released in the morning.

I really didn't want to be there when she got home so I drove over to the duplex Kevin had rented and talked to the landlady and explained my situation and asked if I could move in early. Luckily, she was sympathetic and told me that I could but that I needed to get the power and water changed to our names the next day and I assured her I would. She gave me a key and as I walked in, I realized that I didn't have any place to sleep as there wasn't any furniture. I took all my clothes and made a nest out of them and went to sleep. In the morning I called Kevin.

"Hey Kevin," I said.

"What?" he mumbled sleepily.

"I'm living in our duplex now. My mom kicked me out last night. The only problem is we don't have any furniture. Do you know where we might get some?" I told him.

Thinking for a moment, Kevin came back with, "My mom said we could have her guest room bed and the couch from the rec room. I think Ben has a kitchen table in his garage that he's not using. Let me see if I can get the day off and call around and find some other stuff. I love you."

"Great," I told him, "I am going to get the water and electricity changed into our names today if I can but I may need you to sign since I'm not of legal age yet. Maybe they won't ask. I love you too."

If I said the next two weeks were chaotic, that would be an understatement. Getting the photographer and the flowers and the cake and the invitations, all were piled upon my shoulders. When I went to Planned Parenthood to see about getting Norplant but the lady said I needed my mother's permission or be 18 so I told her to be ready for me on the 28th as I was getting married on the 29th. She cautioned me that I still needed to use condoms for the first week until the Norplant took effect.

Taking Kevin cake tasting was a disaster. He wanted chocolate peanut butter and I had to convince him that even though he may like it the majority of the guests may not. The baker finally suggested that the anniversary cake be that and he agreed.

Wednesday was the day of the rehearsal at the church and rehearsal dinner and where I met Lou. I can see why Jeri was attracted to him. He too was a mountain of a man, even bigger than Karl. Lou was quite hairy, I thought him of more of a bear, that afternoon when I met him, he said "Well, hello there little darling, how the heck are you?" and hugged me so hard he picked me up off the ground as if I were a child.

His shirt was about halfway unbuttoned and I took my fingers and twirled his long chest hairs and said, "And how's my big teddy bear today? Huh?" Lou surprised me by giving my ass a rather long squeeze. I didn't say anything but probably should have.

Lou took us to dinner and after dinner there was dancing. Lou kept trying to get me to taste the wine but the waiter was watching, making it difficult though I did manage to get in a glass or two. I danced with Kevin, Ben and Rocky. Towards the end of the evening, they were playing slow songs and had dimmed the lights when Lou's large hand encompassed mine. "Care to dance, little lady, or should I say my future daughter-in-law?"

I had wanted to save this one for Kevin but he was busy talking with his mother so I went with Lou. He maneuvered me over to a dark corner where he eased himself tightly against my body. I could feel the heat coming from the huge bulge in his crotch. He had one hand on my back and one on my butt. Making a turn to check if anyone was watching, Lou kissed me, full on the lips, both hands on my full globes as he pressured his hard shaft against my crotch. I wanted to yell 'STOP' but my wetness belied me as my juices were soaking my thighs.

Letting me down, Lou got this wicked grin and said, "Yeah, you want it, don't you?" I was shaken, I was upset, I was so stinking horny I was going crazy. I loved Kevin and wasn't going to let anything or anyone come between us.

Pushing Lou away, I walked over to Kevin and said, "It's time we go home." As soon as he locked our front door, I was tearing his clothes off.

"What's got into you?" he said as I quickly had his pants off and already had my nose buried in pubic hair, sucking his cock deep in my throat. It only took about 4 or 5 minutes and he shot a spurt down my throat. I got up and drug him to bed, leaving a trail of clothing behind, thinking of Hansel and Gretel as we went.

We were both naked on the bed and Kevin was having a difficult time of getting it up again for me. I tried going down on him again and then suggested him going down on me. Unfortunately, I think he had too much wine to drink as he only half-ass licked at it and it became more frustrating than pleasurable so I eventually pushed him away and as he fell into unconsciousness, I fingered myself to several orgasms until I could sleep.

My wedding day, Jenny was there to help me dress along with my bridesmaids. Since the whereabouts of my own father was unknown, Lou agreed to step in to give me away. As I exited the dressing room, he let out a loud wolf whistle. Lou took my arm and we stood at the ready while the rest of the party took their places. He leaned over to me and whispered, "You sweetheart are one very beautiful, sexy lady and if that little knuckle-head step-son of mine doesn't marry you, I'd grab you up and run off to Montana with you in a heart-beat."

I gently pushed his arm and said, "But you're married to Jeri, Lou."

He smiled and said back, "Hell, darling, I can take care of two wives, Jeri already shares me now," and with that he gives me a wink. Before I could ask, the wedding march begins.

Kevin's jaw dropped when he saw me, as did a lot of the guests. The dress was a total surprise, thanks to Jenny. Thankfully the wedding went off without a hitch. We have about an hour to take pictures and get the hall ready before the reception. Somehow, we manage it.

The DJ is already playing before I have time to head back to the dressing room with Jenny. As we enter the room, I handed her a card. As she opens it, she began to cry. Hugging me she said, "You didn't have to do this. It really wasn't necessary?"

I smiled and said, "Yes I did." The card was a picture of the poor Cinderella on the outside and the Cinderella at the ball on the inside with the caption, "Thank you Fairy Godmother! Love, Shelly'. Jenny helped me on with the cocktail dress and looking in the mirror, I told her, "Wish me luck." The dress was so snug I couldn't wear a bra and could only wear a string thong to avoid lines.

When I stepped out on the dance floor, every and I do mean every eye in the place was staring at me. I thought Kevin's jaw was going to hit the ground. Lou's wasn't much better. I walked over to Kevin and grabbed the lapel of his shirt and kissed him as sexily as I could and said, "Care to dance, Mr. Beckham?"

Kevin couldn't speak, he pointed at the DJ and nodded, and a slow song that I love started. It was Kevin's and my first dance as husband and wife and I was enjoying dirty dancing with my husband. For some reason, I happened to notice my mother and she was fuming. This tickled me to no end so I turned it up a notch. The bitch had called me a slut so I'd show her one. I ground my crotch into Kevin's legs and butt and we had mock sex right there in the church hall. It was almost perverted and I loved it.

Then someone yelled, "Quick, somebody get the fire hose. I think those two are getting too hot?" That brought a laughter from the crowd and we ended our dance to the applause of the group and went to the punch bowl.

Kevin's brothers and sisters had provided this nice powered punch bowl fountain so all you had to do was put your cup or glass under one of the cherubs pouring from the upper bowl. It was a tasty fruit punch. What I didn't know is that it had a lot of 151 rum in it, covered up by pineapple juice, orange sherbet and ginger ale. I was kept dancing almost every dance. Kevin didn't seem to mind as he really didn't like the fact that my heels made him feel small next to me. Ben and Rocky kept bringing me punch as each dance ended.

Towards the end of the evening, Lou danced with me more and more only this time there were no dark corners for him to get me into. I was feeling a pretty good buzz from the punch and feeling a little frisky said, "Too bad there's no dark corners here, are there?"

I went over to Keven and told him that we should think about getting out of here and he said, "Yeah, maybe in a half an hour or so. There's people I still need to see and talk to. Catch up to me then and maybe we will go home. I was pissed at him; I wanted to go home and make love. I thought I had a good idea and went into the bathroom and removed my thong and just managed to stuff them in my little clutch purse.

As I exited the ladies room, someone grabbed me from behind. I tried to yell out but this large hand covered my mouth. I was pulled through another set of doors and then turned around in this darkened room when I realized the hands on my breast and the man kissing me was Lou.

Defiantly, I asked, "Just what the hell do you think you're doing?"

Lou got this half-smile and said, "You told me to find a dark place, won't this work?"

Before I could get a word out, Lou unzipped his pants, releasing a monster of a cock. I had never seen anything this big before, well maybe on a horse, but shit. I just stood there looking and couldn't say a word. Then taking my hand he placed it on his shaft, "Go ahead, you can feel it, it won't bite, spit maybe," he said with a grin.

I don't know why but I slowly tried to wrap my hand around it but it wouldn't close all the way. I gradually slid my hand up to his huge crown and ran my palm around the big mushroom head, rubbing the large amount of precum into it. I was so engrossed in feeling him I didn't really notice him pulling up my dress above my waist until he picked me up. Before I could stop him, he was easing me down onto his cock, right into my wet pussy. I tried to get him to stop. He was too big but he wouldn't. He was stretching me so much but he did slow some, giving me time to adjust.

Then it hit me, my first real orgasm. Lou eased a couple of more inches in and bam, another orgasm. My legs were shaking as my juices began falling to the floor. I had never experienced feelings like this before.

Lou eased his grip me, allowing my full weight to push his cock all the way to the back of my cervix and I yelled out, partially in pain but mostly in orgasm. There were feelings I could only imagine happening going through my body. I was babbling and dribbling on Lou's shoes but I didn't care. I was cuming. Oh, God was I cuming. Lou was holding my ribs using me as his little fuck toy and I was cumming like crazy.

After several minutes of him sliding me up and down on his cock, Lou held me tightly, grunted and said, "Ready little one, here comes the baby train." With that I felt like someone was giving me a hot douche. I've never felt it when Kevin came. This was unbelievable, primal, exciting but so, so, wrong.

How would I explain this to my husband? We hadn't even been married but a few hours and already I'm cheating on him. I could always say I was raped though I guess I'd have to run out and scream rape as soon as we finished up here. Did I want it? Not at first but once he started it, oh God yes. I've got to think about this.Lou set me down and the cum ran down my thighs and some plopped to the ground. I asked him, "What are we going to use to clean up and clean the floor?"

Lou smiled and said, "This," and he reached over and pulled out a couple of robes from a cardboard box marked 'Dry Cleaning'. It turned out we were in the choir room and he had picked up a couple of the robes and handed me one.

After wiping my pussy and legs, I began to wipe up the floor, I didn't realize that the hem of my dress was still above my waist but Lou did and his cock sprang to attention again. Getting behind me, he grabbed my hips and shoved his cock back into me with abandon. "We can't Lou," I wanted to yell but couldn't as another large orgasm overtook me. I reached back and grabbed his arms to steady myself as my orgasms continued to hit over and over, then Lou pushed me towards the wall so my body was pressed tightly to it.

He continued ramming my pussy unmercifully as I found myself rocking back to meet his every thrust. I was squirting love juice all against the wall and floor as I came, then he held tightly as I felt him fill me yet again. This is how good sex was supposed to feel.

We cleaned the floor and I did the best to clean myself before I headed back towards the ladies bathroom to drain some of Lou's spunk from my tingling pussy.

Back in the bathroom I did my best to wash up. Part of me really didn't like what was looking back at me in the mirror but I figured I needed to go on and make the best of a bad situation. Kevin must never know, I told myself. I even bought a Tampax to try to absorb some of Lou's baby batter he left deep inside of me, pulling my thong back on. God, I hope Kevin didn't notice.

I found Kevin in the middle of his friends. He was telling them of all the things he was going to do to me when he got me back to the apartment. He was so drunk it wasn't funny. All his buddies were patting him in the back as I helped him to the car and even a few patted my butt as I climbed into the driver's side. Lou was giving me a lascivious smile as he held Jeri's hand when they waved goodbye.

Kevin passed out before we hit the first light. Once at home, I had to almost carry him to bed and undress him. I undressed in the bathroom. Once in bed, I gave him head until he was at least half hard then I rode him bareback. As he was about to cum, he stopped me and slurred, "rumbers, I mean, condops."

Placing a finger over his lips, I said, "Tonight's our wedding night. I want to feel the real you. We can go back to condoms tomorrow and for the next week until the Norplant kicks in."

I rocked and rocked and rocked and think he came but wasn't really sure if he did or just passed out on me. When I went to the bathroom, I could see cum but I wasn't sure if it was Kevin's or still some of Lou's leaking out. Well I was crossing my fingers that I wasn't pregnant.

Fuck, I was. I was 10 days late when I went back to Planned Parenthood. The gal there gave me a test then scolded me and said, "Didn't I warn you that you needed a week before this would kick in? What happened?"

Bending the truth, a little I told her, "It was our wedding night and we had been drinking and we sort of, well you know, got carried away."

She removed the Norplant and set me up with an OB-GYN. Laurence was a big baby, a very big baby. They almost had to take him cesarean as he was 14 lbs., 9 oz. 31 ¼" long, I knew right away he was Lou's baby but Jeri and I convinced Kevin it was from Karl's genes. Man, he grew quickly. We couldn't keep him in clothes or shoes.

A year and a half later we had Katie, the love of Kevin's life. That's not to say I don't love her, it's just that Katie had Kevin wrapped around her little finger and whatever Katie wants, Katie gets.

Enough of the back story;

I somehow managed to get the Nelson's closing papers ready for them before they walked in and had a big smile and handshake ready for them as they signed all the papers and Gail put her notary seal on the necessary forms. There was a cool $90 grand going in my account. I had sent Norma down to pick up the monster truck tickets and she was just returning as the Nelson's left.

Thankfully she brought back lattes for all of us. We circled the chairs around my desk and I asked how their weekends went. On Monday's us girls kind of had a little gossip session.

Norma started:

"On the plus side, on Saturday, I met with some clients that are very interested in the Howards place. The husband was really talking it up to his wife. I'm hoping they call me back. At home though it was same o, same o, you know, hubby does the yard work then expects me to give up some pussy as payment. I mean it wouldn't be so bad if he'd put some effort into it but all he does is climb on top and pump three or four times and get a nut then roll over and go to sleep." We all kind of nodded in agreement.

Then it was Gail's turn:

Taking a sip of her latte, she told us, "I went out with a friend on Friday night and met this absolutely dreamy guy, Mitch. He was perfect. We danced, he flattered me, we kissed as he caressed my body in the dark corner of the dance floor. I was wet thinking about making love with him and when he asked me to go to a motel with him, I jumped at the chance. We headed out of the bar to get in his car and who was standing next to it but his wife. Holy shit, was she pissed. For some reason, in her mind, it was all my fault. He would have never done that to her. I must have seduced him. She was screaming at me and calling me every dirty name in the book including a few I've never heard before. Thankfully Mitch managed to get her in the car and out of there so I could call a taxi and go home. Talk about a shitty weekend."

Three of us looked over at Bobbi and said, "Your turn," in unison."

Bobbi looked like the cat that just ate the canary. Swirling her latte in the cup, she looked at us and quietly said, "Will you promise not to tell?"

We all nodded.

Turning her cup up to finish the last drop before tossing it in my trash can, she straightened out her skirt, sat up straight then told us, "Friday night, Jack, you all know my husband Jack, well he comes home with this young guy he just hired, Eddie. Jack tells me that they've been digging ditches all day and are going to have a few drinks and soak in the hot tub to relax their sore muscles. Now I can see that they're both pretty dirty and told him that neither of them are getting in that tub without showering first, so then Jack goes in to our bathroom and Eddie goes into the guest bathroom. I could tell that they'd already had their fair share of drink before they had made it home."

"Jack comes out of our bedroom with a towel wrapped around him and soon Eddie exits the other bathroom in the same manner. Eddie is a tall drink of water, long black hair, dark blue eyes, square jaw and a nice set of six pack abs. Jack tells me to fix us some drinks and join them in our hot tub out on our patio. Thankfully there is a privacy lattice around it to prevent prying eyes. I slip on my bikini after fixing us three whiskeys and head out. Once I hand out the drinks to the guys, Jack tells me to take off my bikini and get in. I said I will not and he told me that they were naked and I should be too. They both stood and when I saw Eddie's long thick schlong hanging halfway to his knees, my hands unconsciously untied my bikini and let it fall. As I stepped in, John sat my naked form down between the two of them."

"The next thing I know is Jack has my boob in his mouth, sucking on it like a newborn and I couldn't help myself and began stroking his hard shaft. Jack then whispered in my ear; 'you have two hands my dear.' Sucking up my strength, I reached to Eddie's crotch and found his magnificent manhood, sticking up straight and proud, at least twice what Jack had for me. As I stroked him, Eddie's hand went for my honey pot and his fingers quickly found my G spot. It didn't take long and I was cuming on his fingers as Jack suckled my breast. Jack turned me and had me mount him but he only lasted a few minutes before he unloaded in my pussy."

"Wasting no time, I moved to Eddie and straddled him and pressed my mouth to his and as our tongues intertwined, I eased my already lubricated pussy down onto his steel-like shaft. I was thankful for Jack's lubrication as Eddie was quite a bit thicker and longer than I've ever had the pleasure of fucking before. I mean, Jack has talked of sharing me before but this was far and above any fantasy I've ever had. Thankfully my mouth pressed tightly against his, which kept my screams of passion from making the neighbors call the police, thinking I was being attacked. When Eddie eventually orgasmed and filled me, it was like a million fireworks exploded in the center of my body outward, making every nerve in my system tingle. I fell backward and thankfully Jack caught me and allowed me to float in ecstasy, Eddie's flaccid shaft still inside me until I was finally able to return to my senses."

"Then they both dried me off and took me to bed and Jack went down on me giving me a good cleaning before Eddie moved in and put my legs over his shoulders and began giving my pussy a royal pounding. That young man went on so long my poor bed was soaked. I was shrieking in orgasm when it was interrupted by Jack's snoring. Eddie and I laughed and crawled off the bed, throwing a cover over him. We moved to the guest bedroom and continued to play off and on until morning. Honestly girls, I'm still tender today when I wipe and I tingle every time I think of it."

Now I didn't know about the others but I was rubbing my pussy, just thinking of Bobbi enjoying this young man. I was thankful my desk hid my actions. Looking at the other two, apparently, they were excited too as their faces were flushed and they had a hand in their crotches, rubbing, searching for relief. Honestly, I was envisioning it was Laurence taking me in our hot tub.

The girls looked at me and asked about my weekend. "Very disappointing compared to you guys, I said, "Kevin had left early Saturday to play a couple of rounds of golf with his buddies. I had to take the kids clothes shopping and get new shoes for Laurence. I swear, I could buy a new car for what that kid costs me each year in shoes. He's in a size 16 now and those cost me from $400 to $600 a pair, not to mention that he can go through a couple of pair a month."

Gail coughed like she was choking on something then managed to get out, "Size 16? Um, is it true what they say about the size of a man's feet and the size of his, well you know, um, say his equipment?"

"Gail!" I exclaimed, "That's my son. A mother isn't supposed to notice things like that." I couldn't help but smile at her and said, "Let me say, he's going to have one very happy girlfriend." They all tittered. "Now please let me finish so we can get back to work," I said.

"When we got home, I could see Nate's van in our driveway. Nate and Paula were there waiting for us. Katie and Paula helped me clean the kitchen and did some laundry. Nate helped Laurence mow and trim the lawn and cleaned the pool. Laurence bitched about his job even though Kevin had bought him a very expensive zero turn mower and lots of high end landscaping equipment, " I told them.

"I asked them what their plans for the evening were."

Katie piped up, saying, "Mom, there's this sci-fi double feature at the quad-plex and if it's Ok with you, we'd like to go. We'd be back a little after midnight."

"Seeing as who she'd be with, I gave my consent and thought Kevin and I could have some fun. I went in and showered and shaved, my pussy was like a newborn's. I found a nice black lacey set of suspenders and thigh highs and matching shelf bra. I applied red fingernail polish and matching lipstick, along with his favorite perfume. Digging through my closet I picked out my sexiest little black dress, one that I know Kevin loves and got it on. I found a pair of patent leather platform strappy heels. Kevin is normally home from golfing a set of doubles by 5:00 so I called in his favorite order from Mr. Wong's, Mongolian Beef, Tempura Shrimp, Egg Foo young and Shrimp fried rice, with their plum pudding for dessert. I requested it for 5:30 to give Kevin time to shower and relax a bit."

"As walked into the kitchen, Laurence and Katie were just about to leave."

This part, I didn't tell the girls: My son took one look at me and took a big swallow then said to his sister, "Sis, call Nate and see if he can take you guys? I'm going to stay here with mom tonight."

I walked over to him and gave him a swat on the rump and said, "Don't get any ideas young man, this is for your father." Laurence kept looking back at me as he left making my pussy tingle and start to leak.

I continued my story with the girls: "Anyway, 5:00 and no Kevin but I opened a bottle of wine in anticipation he will walk through the door any second. At 5:30 our food shows up so I throw it in the oven to keep warm and call his cell phone and it goes straight to voicemail. Hmm, that means it's turned off. I continue to call about every 15 minutes or so, each time refilling my glass, tears streaking my make-up.

Sometime around 11:00 and after my third bottle of wine, I was semi-conscious and laying on the couch when I was startled awake by Kevin crashing into one of the kitchen stools. My anger seemed to wash away the effects of the wine and I stormed over to him."

"His clothes were all disheveled and he was obviously hammered. Looking up at me he gave me a silly grin and slurred, "You sure look nice. Got a date?"

"Mustering up some unseen strength I managed to pull him to his feet to help him to our bedroom. As I did, the smell of another woman's perfume hit me, turning my stomach like I was following a fertilizer truck. Kevin passed out as soon as I got him to our bed and I undressed him. He smelled of sex. When I pulled off his pants, his underwear were missing and there was a big cum stain in his crotch. I was numb but knew that he was so drunk that now was not the time to begin an argument so I simply folded up his pants and put them in a baggie and hid them where he would never find them. I was going to find a divorce lawyer and take that little S.O.B. for everything I could."

The girls gasp. "We thought you two were always the perfect couple," I heard them say.

Trying not to cry, "So did I," I said, wondering what they would have said if I had told them what really had happened later that night. I could hear Kevin's snoring almost rattling the windows when I was in the kitchen putting away what food I could salvage. Laurence loved Mr. Wong's too. I knew that Kevin had cheated on me and I was about to exact revenge on him but I didn't want him to catch me in the act. I grabbed a glass of water and snuck into our bathroom medicine chest. I grabbed two of my sleeping tablets and two aspirin and went to Kevin, shaking him.

"Wha . .what do you want?" he said.

Smiling, I said, "Here honey, take these so you don't have such a hangover in the morning, Ok?" He popped them in his mouth and washed them down, quickly falling back to sleep.

Shortly after midnight Laurence and Katie walked in through the back door, Katie was rather surprised to see me sitting there, still dressed exactly as I was when they left. She on the other hand looked a little disheveled, to me it looked like she'd been engaged in some heavy petting. I said, "Katie, we need to talk?" She rushed past me, running into her room, shutting the door rather hard, just shy of a slam.

I turned to Laurence and asked, "Babe, what happened? Did Nate try something with Katie?"

Laurence sat down next to me, taking my small hand in his and said, "I may have lost my best friend tonight, mom. I don't know. I guess time will tell."

"What happened?" I asked.

Hanging his head, he told me of their evening; "The first movie was cool, we really enjoyed it. The second one was a bust. They didn't advertise it but it was a Japanese movie with subtitles and real hokey. We left early and went for burgers and cokes. We took them to the park and after eating, Nate and I began tossing the football around until Katie began throwing a fit."

She said, "Come on guys, we're here on a beautiful starlit night and all you guys want to do is toss that stupid ball to each other. How about we go for a walk or do something else. Please?" With that she walked over to Nate, grabbed his hand and walked off with him in tow, leaving me and Paula there alone.

He continued, "Now Paula is a nice girl but I've never really looked at her as a sex object. She's more like one of the guys. Hell, she knows our plays and keeps our stats and is always there for us, you know mom? Well, anyway, she takes my hand and we start walking the parkway. We were looking at the sky, the way the clouds weaved their patterns hiding then exposing the stars and moon. Out of nowhere, Paula stops and puts her arms around my neck and kisses me. Mom, her kiss went straight to my, um, junk. Then she gently pushed her tongue in my mouth. I didn't know what to do mom. I figured that I should do the same."

"Paula was pressing her crotch to my junk and it was getting harder and she took my hand and slid it under her sweater where I found her bare boob. I thought I was going to cum as her other hand started to trace the outline of my hard shaft."

"Suddenly I heard Katie cry out and I thought she was in danger and I took off running in her direction which was back towards Nate's van. Those two were in the back of the van on the bed he has there. Katie was only in her bra and he was naked, his head buried in her crotch. I grabbed his foot and yanked his ass out of the van and drew back to nail that bastard when Katie grabbed my arm, crying."

She said, "Don't Laurence. It was me. I wanted him. I wanted him to take my virginity. I'm tired of being miss goody two shoes."

I yelled at her, "Do you love him?"

She was holding her hands over her face crying, standing between us and said, "No, he was just convenient. Please don't be mad at me. Please? It wasn't Nate's fault!"

Laurence had tears in his eyes and was wrenching his hands as he said, "Honestly mom, Katie is so beautiful and sexy, I can see how any guy would love to have her. Hell, if I wasn't her brother . . . sorry mom. I shouldn't go there. Anyway, I walked away for a few minutes and when I came back, they were both dressed and Nate drove us home, no one said a word the entire trip."

My son was visibly shaken. I moved to him and held him, not sure if I wanted to go through with my plan or not. He stood and tightly held me, towering above me and as he did, I could feel his manhood expanding and pressing against my stomach. I had to make my move. When we had the house designed, Kevin had a guest apartment built over our garage and that would be the perfect place to accomplish my quest.

As we separated, Laurence looked me up and down and asked, "Mom, how come you're still dressed like that? I thought it was for dad?

Taking his hand, I said as sultry as I could, "Laurence, I need your help tonight, follow me." I led him out the side door and past the pool to the stairs leading up to the garage apartment. Laurence didn't quite understand what was going on. Once inside, I went to the bookshelf stereo and turned on some soft sexy music and began to slowly dance around him. He couldn't take his eyes off of me.

As I unzipped my dress, I could see his jeans tenting with desire. I shrugged my shoulders and my dress fell to the floor, exposing my nipples and shaved pussy. Laurence grabbed his cock; I think he was about to cum. I strutted over to him and said, "How come you're still dressed? Don't you like what you see?"

Laurence stammered saying, "W. . w . . w . . what about dad?"

started unbuttoning his shirt and said, "Your father cheated on me today and as far as I'm concerned that ended our marriage. I'm filing for divorce. I've watched you looking at me for a couple of years now and I know you want me as much as I want you. Do you deny that?"

He kicked off his shoes and undid his jeans, pulling them and his underwear down to the floor. He picked me up like I was a feather and carried me to the bed as we kissed. Lying next to me, his very large, thick, heavy manhood laid across my leg and we kissed deeply. As our kiss broke, he nervously said, "Mom, I'm really new at this. Will you teach me what I need to know to please a woman? Paula scared me tonight because I wasn't sure what to do next."

That was a fun-filled night of sexual exploration and sex education. His manhood filled me, reminding me of the night Lou took me, impregnating me on my wedding night. My son filled my pussy and ass with his cum seven times that night and I think I came ten times that much. I knew I was going to have to order a new mattress because I had soaked that one through and through. The sun was peeking over the hills when we snuck back into the house.

Sunday, Kevin was so hung over he stayed in bed almost all day. Katie wasn't talking and whenever she came out of her room, she had her earbuds in and the music was so loud she didn't respond to anything Laurence or I said to her. Anyway, back to Monday.

As the girls left my office, I called some of my divorced girlfriends and asked who was the best divorce lawyer around. Seven out of nine recommended Robert Johns. Apparently, he was very cutthroat but all of them warned me that he was also a pussy hound and would try to get in my panties but if I wanted a real good settlement, I'd let him get some. I had to think about that one but gave his office a call. I had an appointment for Thursday.

On my lunch hour, I visited the mattress store and purchased a very nice pillow-top memory foam mattress for the apartment, telling the salesgirl that the old one seemed to have gotten wet. Well it had. She suggested a waterproof cover for it and I added it to my order. I asked for a morning delivery and the next morning hid a key under the trash can near the stairs.

My meeting with Robert went well and I gave him Kevin's pants and he sent them off to be tested. He told me that he'd have papers drawn up and should have Kevin served on Monday at his work. He was also going to ask the judge to require the female employees at Kevin's workplace to submit to DNA testing to see if one of them might be matched to some of the residue in the pants. He also made arrangements for our bank accounts to be separated. Things at home weren't hostile, but still rather cold.

I was fixing dinner Friday evening when Kevin came in and he came up behind me and tried to kiss my neck but I pulled away. "What's the matter babe? Can't a husband give his wife a little loving?"

"No," I yelled, "Not after Saturday. Where the hell were you?" I was pissed and I could no longer hold it in.

Kevin was at a loss for words then Laurence spoke and said, "You should have seen her dad. She was so sexy waiting for you, you'd have probably busted a nut just walking into the house. She even ordered your favorite dinner from Mr. Wong's for you and you didn't show. And how come your cell phone was turned off? Who were you fucking?"

Kevin sat down, looking like a deflated balloon. Trying to come up with an answer he lied and said, "Look, we played two rounds of golf and then hit the clubhouse for some drinking and I got carried away. I'm sorry. I just lost track of time."

I threw down a piece of paper in front of him. "What's this? he asked.

Fuming, I said, "It's your debit card receipt from last Saturday. It shows you paying for only one round of golf. I thought maybe one of the other guys might have paid for your second round so I called them and they told me you told them you had to meet with your sales team to discuss new sales strategy and couldn't make the second round. Keep reading. Next shows you buying a nightie from Miss Helens on Fifth, a box of chocolate covered strawberries from the candy shop and four bottles of champagne from the liquor store. Tell me Kevin, what kind of strategy meeting were you having with your sales staff?"

Kevin couldn't speak. I turned to my son and said, "Laurence. It's time," then he walked into my bedroom and returned with two suitcases and handed them to Kevin.

I said, "Kevin, I think you need to find someplace else to sleep for a few days while I figure out my next move." I didn't want him to know what I already had in place. The locksmiths were going to be here Monday morning and the security company would change the security code then too. Katie was crying and didn't want her father to go but I stood firm.

A broke man, Kevin walked out the door, got in his new Corvette and drove away. Katie shrieked at me, "Don't you love him anymore mother? Can't you forgive him?"

I tried to hold her but she pulled away and stomped into her bedroom. Laurence came up and held me tightly. His strength and love helped me accept the fact that I would soon be divorced. My head pressed to his six pack chest began encouraging thoughts of a different kind and I pulled away so that I might finish dinner, otherwise I would have dragged him into the bedroom and taken him.

Later that night, I was trying to sleep but images of Kevin with some young thing in her new nightie, him feeding her chocolate strawberries and champagne really pissed me off. Then thinking of what they might have done, I slipped my hand into my panties and began to play with my clit. The elastic of my panties was beginning to irritate me so I pulled them off, kicking them aside. I used two fingers to spread my labia as my middle finger increased my pleasure on my clit. I was about to cum when anticlimactically I heard a knock at my door.

Throwing on my shorty robe, I peeked through the opening in the door and saw Laurence. He pushed the door open and said, "Mom, I'm here, you don't have to do that."

Unsure of what he said, I inquired, "What are you talking about?"

He slowly slid his hand inside my robe and brushed my slit and said, "Play with yourself, let's go up to the apartment and let me do it for you.'

We headed, no, almost ran, up to the apartment. I was ripping at his only clothing which were his sweats, my robe already on the floor. Laurence picked me up and tossed me on the bed. He gently spread my knees and kissed my navel then moved his lips and kissed his way down to my naked pussy, using his tongue and lips to open my labia to get to my engorged clit as he sucked it gently at first then harder and harder, his hands under my butt cheeks holding me up like he was enjoying a feast.

I began cuming almost immediately as his tongue flicked over my clit and dipped inside my pussy. Then he slipped two fingers inside of me and managed to find my G-spot and began to rub it from top to bottom, sending me into orgasmic overdrive. My feet were on his back as I arched trying to get as much pleasure out of my new lover as I could. I kept building and building until everything went black.

When things started coming back into focus, I was shaking and twisting and Laurence was looking at my face, framed by my heaving titties. His big smile was priceless. I was having trouble speaking so I crooked my finger, motioning him up to me. Instead of mounting me, Laurence spooned next to me, telling me how beautiful I was and how much he loved me as he caressed my body. I drifted off to the most wonderful sleep.

Sometime during the night, I began feeling my pussy being entered from behind with the most delicious stretch. Laurence was lifting my upper leg and guiding his hardness into my wet pussy. I arched back to ease his entrance and he moved in deeper. I let out a loud moan.

"I'm really glad we're out here instead of in the house," he said. "That would have surely have woken Katie."

Laurence grabbed my hips with both hands as he picked up speed. His butt must have been a blur. I was cuming almost non-stop. Then he let go of my upper hip and moved his hand to my clit and began rubbing it furiously. As he did, I could feel his shaft pushing tightly to my cervix and his bulbous head expand as he shot hot spurt after spurt deep into my womb. I screamed out in joy and we fell asleep.

It was morning when we woke and his shaft was still inside of me. I knew Katie would be awake by now and wondered how we would get by her. As we entered the kitchen through the back door, she was eating a bowl of cereal. Giving us a dirty look, she said, "Out having fun?"

Trying to give us an excuse, I said, "We were sitting on the patio watching the sunrise."

Looking up at Laurence she said, "And I suppose that you two had to take a nap in the apartment to wait for it, right?"

Oh, shit! I thought. Busted. Katie continued, "Dad called this morning. He wants me to spend the night with him. I said that sounded great. It is, isn't it?" Then she leaned in close to me and whispered, "Or should I tell him about you two taking your 'nap' in the apartment."

Crap, she had me over a barrel so I gave her my Ok.

Well with Katie gone for the evening, I didn't bother to dress and Laurence and I initiated the couch, the fur rug in front of the fireplace, our shower and of course my bed. He definitely had his real father's cock.

When I walked into work on Monday, the girls took immediate notice and someone said, "It looks like somebody has found a fun playtoy." I tried to act nonchalant and headed to my office and set about to get things done. All was find until almost 10:00 when Kevin called.

"You fucking bitch, you really did it. Didn't you?" He screamed. "I thought you'd come to your senses and let me come home. And what's with the restraining order? Why can't I even come to my own home? What are you trying to hide? Now you're making every woman in my office get their DNA tested so they all know I've been cheating. Several of them have put in their letters of resignation. A couple of them are my top sales people. Just so you know, I'm keeping custody of Katie, she's not coming home. I called the bank and most of my assets are frozen. Bitch, I'll kill you before I'll let you take everything I've worked for!"

He slammed down his phone and I cried. I hadn't seen that coming. I called Robert and told him what he had said. Robert told me that legally he couldn't do it but in court, Katie could choose who she wanted to live with if she asked the judge. The rest of the day I was sort of working on auto-pilot.

I got home and found that Laurence had made dinner for the two of us. I asked, "So you already know Katie plans on staying with her father?"

Turning the pan to low, he took a glass of wine out of the freezer, handed it to me then guided me over to the table and we sat together. He sighed and said, "This is going to be hard but here goes. Katie guessed that you and I had sex. She was really pissed off at me because I stopped her and Nate from doing it. Well she decided that if you and I could do it, she could do it with dad."

I spit my wine half way across the table. Laurence jumped up to get some paper towels. "I'll kill the bastard!" I shouted.

"Now mom, calm down and let me finish," he pleaded. "Katie told me that she flirted with dad and he didn't seem the least bit interested which frustrated her to no end. He had taken her to the mall and spent a lot on new clothes for her and back at the apartment, she modeled them for him, including some lingerie from Victoria's Secret he had bought her but nothing happened. Well on Sunday when dad went in to get ready for bed, he was in the shower and Katie undressed, then stepped into the shower with him and dropped to her knees, taking his cock in her mouth. After that it was a done deal and he made love to her once that night and once again in the morning before school. I think the only reason she told me was so I'd tell you and hurt both of us."

The next morning, I got the idea to call my old friend Tony Nelson, rather Sheriff Nelson. We had just gotten him a good deal on that mini-mansion that was perfect for him and his lovely wife. I had worked for him on his past four re-election campaigns and his wife and I were members of organizations together.

"Hello, Tom," I said, "do you have time for a friend?"

I could almost feel his smile over the phone as he said, "Just name the time and place, sugar. I'll be there."

I said, "How about Burton's at 2:00. Will that work?"

"Only if you'll let me buy," he said.

I felt comfortable meeting with Tony and was a bit surprised when Suzanne his wife showed up with him. Tony slid in next to me with his wife at his side. After the waitress took our order, Tony asked, "Now what can I do for you little darling?"

Suzanne lightly tapped his hand and said, "Quit being such a flirt, that's why I had to come along to be sure you behaved yourself."

Tony was holding my hand as I began my story. I told him about Kevin not coming home until late and me finding cum in his pants. I told him about filing for divorce and then about him cussing me out when he found out about the restraining order, then claiming he was keeping our daughter and threatening me. I asked, "Tony, can he really keep her?"

Looking at me he asked, "What'd your lawyer say?"

I told him, "I thought he said that a child could ask the judge to be assigned to which ever parent she wanted to live with. Is that true?"

Tony nodded then added, "It is, but there's a caveat, that is, until the final divorce hearing, the child must remain in the custodial parent's control, that means in your home. Otherwise, the offending parent and the child can be held in contempt and the parent can go to jail and the child will go to juvenile hall. How do you think they will take that news? If you'd like. I will print out a couple of copies of that law and this afternoon, I'll have two deputies pickup Katie from school and take her home and two more will drop a copy off at Kevin's office. Would that do?"

I hugged him, a few tears coming down my cheeks and said, "Thank you so very much. You don't know what this means to me."

That afternoon, I was home early when the sheriff's vehicle pulled up and the officer got out and escorted Katie to our door. She came in and slammed the door and gave me this F.U. look. The officer tipped his cap at me and turned and left.

I reached out to her and she said, "How could you mother? You've embarrassed me in front of all my friends. They think I was arrested. Why did you do it?"

I tried to hold her but she pulled away. I told her, "Honey, you just turned 18 and too young to be having sex, especially with your father. I realize you did it just to spite me and Laurence but think about what you did. What if you had gotten pregnant?"

Putting her hands on her hips she said, "Well, maybe you should take me in and get me on birth control pills. We both know I'm going to be fucking guys from now on."

Oh, how I wanted to slap that girl but I somehow managed to keep my cool. "Ok," I told her, "Ok, tomorrow after school and I'll take you to Planned Parenthood and get you started. You will still need to use condoms when you're with a boy because the pill won't stop STDs."

Defiantly she said, "And just where am I supposed to get those?"

"Planned Parenthood," I said, "either there or I'll buy them for you."

"You'd do that for me?" she sort of giggled as I nodded and we hugged.

Our reverie was broken by the sound of screeching tires and a siren approaching. We looked out the window to see Kevin's yellow Corvette smoking the tires as he made the turn from the street to our driveway. The sheriff's car was close behind.

Kevin was going so fast he couldn't stop in time and hit the corner of the garage. He jumped out of his car, brandishing the pistol he kept in his desk for protection, yelling, "I'm going to kill you, you fucking bitch!" as he started towards the house.

The two deputies had stopped and pulled their weapons and warned Kevin, "Put down your weapon and get on the ground or we will open fire! One final warning, put the gun down or we will open fire!"

Kevin looked at them; then saw Katie and I holding onto one another through the kitchen window and with clenched teeth, he took aim at us, I pulled Katie's head to my chest and turned to shield her. The sound of multiple gunshots shook both of us but as I turned, I realized that Kevin hadn't got a chance to fire his weapon and the officers had done their job.

I took her into the living room to keep her out of sight of the incident as one of the deputies came in and explained that after giving Kevin the document, he became verbally abusive at first, then seemed to calm down.

As they were about to leave, one of the salesmen came running out and said that Kevin ran out the back carrying a pistol and got into his yellow Corvette. Just then they saw him traveling at a high rate of speed and gave chase. The officer said, "Tell you what mam, that car is fast, real fast. Luckily my partner figured he was coming here and took a short cut otherwise who knows what might have happened. Really, you're lucky to be alive."

By the time Laurence got home from football practice, the coroner had left but the crime scene investigators were still there as were the TV reporters. Laurence didn't like them shoving their microphones in his face and finally used his football tactics to sprint through them and get to the house. As he rushed through the door, Katie and I met him in tears. "What the heck is going on?" he asked.

Katie spoke before I could, "Dad went nuts and was going to kill us. Thankfully the cops were right behind him and when he went to shoot us, they killed him. Didn't anybody say anything to you about it. It's been all over the news."

Laurence was in shock. He told us that after practice he had decided to hit the weight room by himself and had put his earbuds in and was listening to his iPod so he hadn't heard anything about it. When I looked in the oven, his dinner was pretty much dried out so I made him a couple of sandwiches and we sat together on the couch and watched a movie, not saying anything. We had shut the phones off to avoid the reporters and others until we were ready to talk.

After everyone had left, I told the kids we should get some sleep and they both asked if they could sleep with me and seeing how their father had just been shot to death, I agreed.

Sometime during the middle of the night, I was awakened by Laurence whispering, "Katie, no. Please, no. Don't do this. Oh God, Katie, you shouldn't. Oh, fuck, Katie." Then the bed began a gentle movement.

I reached over and turned on the table lamp next to my bed. There was Katie, riding Laurence's cock, the indescribable look of pleasure on her face spoke volumes.

Laurence had this deer in the headlights look but Katie only smiled and said, "Now I see why you preferred Laurence to daddy. He's got such a nice cock, doesn't he?"

I pulled her off of him and she pouted and said, "That's not fair, you played with him, why can't I?"

Reaching into my nightstand, I handed her a condom and said, "That's why. Now put it on him before you get pregnant!"

Her eyes lit up as she struggled to get it over his manhood. It only covered the first few inches. I made a mental note to buy some Magnums in the morning for her.

Now family night has a whole new meaning.