5 comments/ 41815 views/ 4 favorites Mom's 'Joy Boy' By: Egmont Grigor Chapter 1 Meeting over lunch to discuss Aunt Elsa's mind-boggling suspicion that her sister – their mother – was having it off with someone, the Black siblings watched their mom walk by their restaurant window table arm-in-arm with a guy. Not only was Janis outrageously making an exhibition of herself like that in the main street but the guy looked almost their age and to their horror the guy's hand was cupped over one of their mother's ass cheeks and her jeans were tighter than even Gina's. Softie of the family Megan, eyes shedding and a string of her blonde hair being gnashed in her collapsed-looking mouth, knocked over her wine glass and wailed the F-word, horrifying her sister and brother who knew that Megan NEVER swore. It would be suspected that even the Divine knew that. Evan sat helplessly and his older sister Gina (Jeanette) was about to ask him to ‘sort out the fucking sod'. Gina was habitually foul-mouthed. Instead of calling on Evan to restore family honor, Gina hugged distressed twenty-year-old Megan and began crying with her. Evan scowled impotently but brightened when the maitre 'd hurried over with a waitress carrying a complimentary bottle of wine. The party was told kindly keep the volume down as other Sunday diners were being disturbed. Gina told the maitre 'd to piss off. Crafty Evan, eyeing the premier label on the bottle Evan soothed, "We've just learned of a catastrophe within the family. Please excuse us and have the wine poured." The trio watched in silence as the waitress placed a starched cloth over the spillage in front of Megan and then left after pouring the complimentary red. Gina said ominously, her brown eyes appearing almost black, "We should be drinking that fucker's blood." Megan exhaled a gigantic sob and Evan looked at Gina impressed but quickly lost that glow when Gina asked, "So you think they are doing it?" He cracked his knuckles and that drew a ‘Good boy' smile from Gina who declared: "Our mother would never allow any guy to cradle her ass like that unless he was fucking her." Wide-eyed, Megan said she tended to agree but could Gina kindly not use that word about their mother. "Our mother is forty-three, approaching old age." Evan glowered and reached for the wine bottle although there was an inch of wine remaining in his glass. "What now?" "I want you to stalk the guy and at an opportune moment beat the crap out of him. Wear a mask." "No Gina," Megan cried. "Mother would realize what that was about and would turn against us. By her action now she'd informing us we're on the back-burner and she's out to kick up her heels while she's still young enough to do that." "Well she's picked a depraved way at going about it," Evan said sullenly. Gina ignored them both. "Do you think you could take him Evan?" "I think so." "You only think so? Then I'll run him down with my car." "Gina!" Megan shrieked. The maitre 'd hurried over and a minute later the trio was on the street, looking distressed and unimpressed. They'd been told never to return to that restaurant. "Fucking Greeks." "I think he's Italian and probably born in this country," Megan said. "We should post our checks to the restaurant. I can figure it out but don't know the cost of the bottle of red wine." "We're paying nothing, being humiliated like that. Right Evan?" "I'm with you Gina. We were treated in a disgusting manner and should sue that hash-house." "Earlier you called it your favorite restaurant Evan." "Shut up Megan. Come on, let's cross the street to that bar." Megan's eyes popped. "No, mom and her Toy Boy might be in there." Gina turned white, swayed and clutched at Evan for support. "Oh Christ, our mom has a Toy Boy. We three are ruined in this community and there goes mom's career." Megan began crying and Gina spun away from Evan's support to comfort Megan. Evan slammed his fist into a street pole and howled in pain. The two weeping women broke apart to rush to his aid. Gina said darkly, "Let's go to my place and consult Gavin. As well as being a town planner he coaches basketball and knows all about effective planning and the execution of strategies in making the right moves." Gavin turned out to be a huge disappointment. Once the drinks were poured he asked what was the problem. After listening he burst into laughter and said, "Is that all this is about? I thought you guys must have robbed a bank. Just let it be. You mother is one lucky bitch." The siblings looked at Gavin in horror at hearing their mother being called a bitch. "Hit him Evan," Gina shrieked. Chapter 2 Janis Black, a lawyer specializing in matrimonial break-up, had recovered from her own divorce and had arrived at the conclusion that a box of bedroom toys was not the completed answer to her needs: she also required the physical companionship and post-coital conversation. She didn't have to write ‘a guy' on her shopping list because like bread and coffee there was no need for a memory-jogger for that manly item. She bedded three prospects and then gave up in despair, concluding just as some women pontificate men were basically useless. One of the guys had fired once so that was him gone for the night and to cap that off, instead of cuddling her and talking he went straight to sleep. The other two, the scum, had spent at least half their time with her attempting to convince her to take it up the back, a place with Janis, no man had ever ventured. Janis began thinking about teaming with a woman, but faltered. That would disgust the kids when they found out, especially Gina. Her oldest child was quite likely to slap any female lover around and tell her to leave, using very foul language. Janis then had the bright idea of taking a three-week cruises twice a year and working her way through the ship's officers, only the acceptable ones of course. She called her travel agent but Margaret was away on a cruise with a girlfriend. The receptionist said a new-start guy was filling in for Margaret but when Janis hedged, the receptionist said Janis was a regular client so she'd send Jack over with a bunch of cruise brochures. Janis said he should do that. Janis had expected a shy new-start nineteen old but the guy was in his late twenties, far from shy, looking judgmentally at her hair and face and then staring at her chest to linger a bit before lifting his gaze and smiling appreciatively. Until then all that had been said when he entered her office was, "Good morning Mr Burton" and he'd replied, "Please call me Jack Mrs Black". Although Janis thought his roving-eye inspection was a little uncouth, she didn't feel she was being undressed. The only other words exchanged were: "Please make this short Jack, I have a client waiting." "Here are your brochures and my card. Call me with any questions Mrs Black." "Thank you Jack." He smiled, turned and walked to the door and she thought nice butt. He turned and smiled, saying he appreciated the compliment and departed, leaving Janis gasping. As a lawyer such a slip was unforgivable. She'd no intention of telling him that! She couldn't understand why it had just slipped out except perhaps it was an expression of loneliness. Sexual abandonment? Quite. Mr Marriott was escorted in and thundered, "I wish to divorce my wife as she's been playing around." Janis invited him to sit down and heard said kindly, "Mr Marriott, may I ask have you given any thought to your post-divorce loneliness?" Oh God, she thought. She needed release from a man. Any man. Even Jack. Who's Jack? That evening she thought a great deal about Jack, especially when changing the bottom sheet after a sublime performance with her rabbit. Next day Janis decided to test Jack's interest in her, if any. She dressed in a pinstripe suit, choosing the trousers instead of the rather sexy skirt that showed off legs rather great for an old girl. The bra she found in a bottom drawer tended to do nothing for her chest and the shirt buttoned up to the throat. She pulled her hair back severely. At the office her PA looked quickly at Janis' diary and asked, "Am I to schedule in a funeral?" "No Darlene but squeeze my appointments to extend my lunch break out to one hour." Janis called the travel agency and invited Jack to lunch with her. He was thrown by the request but said he could fit in a quick lunch. "In that case don't bother. I wasn't expecting you to talk to me for an hour about cruises. As well I'm lonely and want to talk to someone over lunch." "You lonely?" he said in awe. "You have much to learn at your age Jack. Goodbye." "No wait, I'll meet you for lunch, anywhere and anytime. It's just I'm a bit short of cash at the moment because I've scraped up to buy an investment apartment and the outgoings are higher than expected." "Then you have no problem with me Jack. I'm inviting you so it goes on my account as a business lunch. You'll be able to eat your way through the entire menu." "Oh thanks, but I won't be greedy Mrs Black." "That wouldn't occur to me Jack. Arrive at 1:05 and I'll be seated, ready to greet you." Janis switched off the phone feeling as excited as she remembered being for her high school graduation ball. Now that was a really an old thought! She resisted the impulse to dash home and change into something sexy. No, she'd must look at her worst and act dour before she ignited Jack into consuming her. If he wasn't prepared to commit she didn't want him although accepting that was rather a dangerous thought because no one else lined up behind Jack. Although a busy morning awaited her, Janis delayed receiving her first client to think about her ill-considered venture. It could offend her law partners, making her the joke of the office and even alienate clients, outside colleagues and family. Well, she was only hitting the start switch and could always pull out before fully seducing the boy, that is if he were willing. It was possible any such liaison could be catastrophic for him and his family and social relationships. Oh fuck! Janis sighed and wished Gina wouldn't use that horrible word as an expression of frustration. Gina? Oh yes, someone had to be responsible for Janis' lapse, just as her ex-husband must share the blame for her being lonely and thinking of plunging into scandalizing behavior. Well, wouldn't the majority who disapproved be richly sexually satisfied themselves or capable of remembering when they were? Impressed by her counter-argument, she picked up the phone and said brightly, "Darlene, wheel in Mrs McFadden." Waiting at the restaurant for Jack's portentous arrival, Janis calmly thought she was rather like a wicked witch preparing to snatch Jack from his baby stroller. He'd be safe and beautifully loved with her, Janis though, eyeing the door and squeezing her thighs together in excited anticipation. Only then did she realize she didn't know his surname. In fact she didn't know anything about him at all. That made her feel light-headed but she remained unafraid. Chapter 3 Putting down the receiver of the desk phone, Jack Sawyer stared at the poster of an aerial view of central Paris at night, his mind in a whirl. Mrs Black had invited him to lunch and when he'd hedged she'd virtually told him to forget it, that it didn't matter. But then his curiosity got the better of him and he kept her talking and accepted her renewed invitation. Why was she taking this interest in him? Because she was lonely? Oh yeah, more likely she had a fetish for screwing younger guys. Screwing? He screwing Mrs Black? Attempting to ridicule that thought, Jack found himself reluctant to do that. She was younger that his mother, although by no more than ten years. She was rather attractive, lively and obviously playfully intelligent otherwise why would she have him on a string like this? Admit it Jack. He grinned: And she had great boobs and was a mean machine. She probably could be the find of the century in bed. His cock stirred and he looked around wildly but nobody in the office, mostly women, was looking at him. No way, absolutely no way would he take Mrs Black to a hotel and shaft her. His mother would kill him, his slut of a girlfriend would abandon him while his father would grin and probably say, "You're a chip off the old block son" and perhaps in pride would upgrade Jack's car. Jack, you're hallucinating he sighed. The lunch was the way Mrs Black would quietly ask him, "Jack, I'll book a cruise but before doing so it's up to you to arrange the package for me, heavily discounted." Yeah, just his luck. Luck? Then answer this Jack – do you intend to appease her in bed? Jack replied to his inner-voice only if she pleaded for it. Oh yeah. Jack reached the restaurant and faltered. This was no place for him because those existing not far above the breadline don't eat at posh places like this. He remembered his mother's advice: ‘Jack, if you ever eat with a lady just watch her pick up a fork, note where it was in the placing, and follow suit.' Jack had replied what if the lady had chosen entrée but he skipped that because he didn't like animal offal and his mom said in that case he shouldn't be eating with a lady. At that Jack had wondered if women had been placed on Earth to dedicate themselves to uttering useless instructions and engaging in useless conversations. He entered the restaurant and looking around he couldn't see her. Damn, she was late. Should he wait outside?" "Good afternoon sir. Do we have a table booked?" The swami guy in a suit of better quality than Jack's was a walking idiot. We? Could he see Jack was by himself? "Er, I'm supposed to be meeting a Mrs Black here." "Oh, Mrs Black." said the guy, almost snapping to attention. Come this way sir" The dickhead took him to the wrong table. The woman watching them approach smiled but she wasn't the sexy Mrs Black. She was more like an aged schoolteacher with her hair pulled back like that and practically no make-up and didn't appear to have tits of merit. The woman opened her mouth ready to embarrass the men but instead said, "Welcome Jack." Jack did a double-take and saw there was familiarity in her features although this time her face seemed more lined and obviously her curly hair was under restraint. Perhaps there were tits under her ugly shirt and half-covered by a man's jacket" "Thank you Anton." Anton the creep pulled out Jack's chair and when Jack was seated attempted to place a stiff napkin over Jack's lap but Jack snorted and grabbed the white cloth and pretended to wipe his chin. Jack met Mrs Black's gorgeous green eyes and knew they were smiling at him although her mouth remained slack. Ready to panic, Jack whispered, "I thought he could be gay and was about to sneak a feel of me." Mrs Black placed a hand over her mouth to smother a laugh and her eyes literally danced at him. Jack felt a rush of affection for Mrs Black simply because she was prepared to be amused by him rather to laugh at him dismissively. She was okay, even for a lawyer. "Place your napkin on your lap Jack." He did as he was told ready to feel offended but just as he finished a waitress, who Mrs Black would have seen coming, asked him, "Cocktails sir?" Jack snapped back to Mrs Black who looked back without an expression. Jack remembered a scene from a film so stroked his chin just as the lead guy in that movie had done and looking at Mrs Black again asked, "A dry French pinot blanc?" Mrs Black arched an eyebrow and to avoid embarrassment by asking what did that mean, Jack ordered the pinot blanc. "We have a choice of three French labels sir. First there…" "The premium label thanks you." "Certainly sir." "How had the morning been for you Jack?" Mrs Black asked as if she had just witnessed a masterly performance from her luncheon companion so had no comment to make about his choice of wine. "Quite busy, several calls, but none as uplifting as the call I received from you." To Jack's astonishment Mrs Black blushed and then heard her ask did he have a steady girlfriend. Almost in a daze, thinking why would she be asking that, he replied yes but his mother didn't like her and Jack and thinking about dropping contact with her. "What about your father?" "What about my father?" and Mrs Black said what did his father think about Jack's girlfriend. Jack said, "He looks at her as if…" and then shut his mouth. "A little sluttish is she?" Without meaning to be disloyal, Jack nodded. The wine arrived and they watched in silence as the waitress uncorked the bottle and Jack tasted it. At least it was better than dry vinegar. He nodded and the woman poured. As the waitress left Jack automatically turned to look at the young woman's legs and cringed when Mrs Black said, "Yes, an attractive butt." No way had Jack meant to be caught out like that but anyway it was not a butt look. "I-I was checking out her legs." "Or so it's leg rather than butt with you?" Jack was sure he was breaking into a sweat. He nodded. "What do you think of my legs Jack?" He grabbed his wine glass and gulped. That gave him time to form a perfect reply. "Regrettably I have no idea because they were behind your desk when I called on you at your office and today you are wearing trousers. But it is my belief that will be very attractive." "Why's that Jack?" "If they were otherwise you wouldn't have mentioned them. It suggests you are proud of them for your age." "Oooh, my age. And what age is that Jack?" she asked, and began sipping wine. Well, it didn't matter if he offended her. His mom was fifty-two and this babe, er, woman, would give his mom ten years. "I think you've had your fortieth." "Can you be more specific?" "Forty-two." "Forty-three actually but very good Jack. You rather impress me. What have you noticed about me?" "Your manner is engaging, I prefer you with your curls, more make-up like you wore when I first saw you and…" "And what Jack?" "I, er, think you look better with your breasts more prominent." "Anything else?" "Yes, why have you dressed down today? You look as if you've not long come out of the pool or perhaps this is what you look like when you walk about casually at home." Mrs Black said she did have a pool at home and swam a great deal and yes she did wander about at home looking like a plain Jane. The waitress took their orders and Jack settled for steak and Mrs Black ordered French toast. The waitress said French toast was not on the menu. Jack said in that case she'd better consult the guy manning the door as he knew Mrs Black. The waitress said in that case the dish would be served to Mrs Black. He said served when Jack's steak was served and the waitress said meekly, "Yes sir." Leaving the restaurant forty minutes later, Jack realized they'd discussed many things but not travel and guessed that it was up to Mrs Black to raise the subject. "Thank you for your lovely company Jack," Mrs Black said kissing him lightly on the lips, Jack taking in her perfume with a sigh. "It was a pleasure being your guest Mrs Black." "In future call me Janis. Bye." "Bye Janis." She looked back and delivered a heart-stopping smile. Jack watched her butt, totally obscured of course by that stupid jacket and sighed, thinking what now. He decided he'd rather like working up to shaft Janis and he now had the impression that was also on her mind. So, what now? He had no idea. Back at the office Jack called his girlfriend. He was nervous and told her he didn't quite know how to quite tell her what he wanted to say." "You want us to split?" "Um, yes." "Ohmigod. Thank you Jack. Goodbye." That left Jack puzzled because she sounded so delighted about that. Perhaps his father was screwing her? At least he could now concentrate on his seduction of Mrs Black, er Janis. Mom's 'Joy Boy' Chapter 4 That evening Janis was swimming lengths and wondered about her three children. They had virtually abandoned her since she refused to abandon divorcing their father. Until taking that action, Janis had been prepared to continue ignoring his outbreaks of adultery but after he only just escaped from being jailed for beating up his new mistress's husband who'd walked in on them, she'd cried that was the end of him. The children came at her like a pack of hounds, tears from the girls and menacing looks from Evan but she clawed to her depths for additional courage and fended them off and won through. Well, if all went well wouldn't the children be rocked when they learned that she had a replacement man – a guy a little less than thirty years of age? Gina would be beside herself. Oh Christ, Janis thought, Gina would be driven insane at finding her mother's new man was at least a couple of years YOUNGER than Gina's beloved Gavin. Well, let it be. Mother was not attempting to sock it to her family. She only had the choice between her rabbit and Jack and thinking it through she'd chosen Jack over the rabbit. Later in bed as she worked the rabbit while thinking about Jack she finished amid an amazing result, initially thinking she'd peed the bed. Janis decided she'd more or less opened the door for Jack and if he were too thick to take the initiative then he'd miss out in having a liaison that could be unforgettable for him, providing he could cope with the fallout. That's assuming he'd want to seduce her. The next day she had a confidential, very confidential, lunch with her best friend Susan and had Susan almost fainting, agog in excitement, when Janis asked, "What do you think I should do?" "Fuck him senseless," Susan said but looking at the anguished face in front of her, added, "Just joking." Susan said Janis was doing the right thing. Yes, she agreed that it was up to Jack to take the initiative as he was the innocent in this affair, being targeted by one very hot woman capable of running him down and turning him into a piece of meat. "What?" Janis shrieked. "Sorry, you know I've always looked up at you and believed you are capable of achieving any goal you set for yourself. Yes darling, play it low key. You could ruin that young man's life but I'll tell you what, if you don't proceed with him could you introduce him to me before you disappear from his life?" "I should have expected this from you – once a slut always a slut." "Thank you Miss Chastity. You always have recognized my prime weakness and been prepared to overlook my passion, even when I drunkenly confessed to you when we celebrated your divorce that I'd succumbed to the seductive ways of your Ex." "You said only once," Janis flared. "Oh did I? Then once it was." The women then talked about their children and recollections of the days and nights of sex with their men of the moment before their marriages. As they were leaving Susan said she could always photograph Janis in the nude and Janis could then email it to the guy without a caption, just to ensure he kept his mind properly focused. "Thanks darling, I keep that lovely thought in mind. But as it's only been a couple of days since I had that little chat with him I think I should sit this out a little longer." Janis arrived back at her desk and went through her emails, keeping one from Jack till last. It was disappointingly brief but very uplifting: ‘A movie Friday evening?" "Oh you darling boy," she practically sobbed and then her PA opened the door to usher in the McKinnon's who were in dispute over their previously agreed proposed divorce settlement. Friday night she sat with Jack through a movie in which the leading couple spent half the movie in bed arguing about the fall-off in their frequency in having sex. Before the finish Jack, still making no effort to touch her, said a little nervously, "This is pathetic, isn't it?" and when she whispered, "Yes, but let's stick it out." He replied that he'd chosen it because the review had called it a heart-warming romance and he thought that Janis would enjoy the genre. Oh thank you Jack, she thought, knowing she'd much preferred watching a film about a couple amazed by their increase in frequency of sex. Outside the cinema Jack asked if she wanted to go somewhere for a burger. She attempted to say no without a tone of disgust so when he said then what about a drink she pulled him back from entering a coffee shop and marched him off arm-in-arm to a bar talking to him gaily. He seemed to like that. She pressed forward to sit on a stool at the bar with him looking at an empty table and when he sat on his stool she turned to speak to him, allowing her knee to touch his and smiled sweetly at him for not jerking away. After two drinks she pulled her stool much closer to him, lying that she'd found it difficult to hear. Although Jack said he thought the din had died now that so many people had left they were pressing thigh-to-thigh and if anything he pressed even harder against her. "My breasts are back to their usual presentation tonight," she said without expression but inside she warmed when he looked right at them and said so he'd noticed. As they walked out for Janis to ride home in a cab the good boy became a man. "Janis, I'd like to have an affair with you. Interested?" Janis looked at him intently and said, "Could be. I'll email you in the morning." They kissed, a little longer and firmer this time. As she entered the cab she heard the comment, "Great legs" and recognized his voice. Next morning at 10:00 Janis wrote: ‘We need to talk. My place Saturday at 11:00 for a swim before lunch? No need to reply, just come.' She added the address and sent the email. During her mid-afternoon coffee break Janis called Susan who let out a scream of delight. "You'll be able to pension off your rabbit darling." Janis thought that was an outrageous statement to make so early in their conversation but let it go. She asked Susan which of her bikinis she should wear but Susan told her firmly to wear her black one-piece because her belly would be too pronounced in the bikini. "But I want him to see me for what I am." "Believe me darling, he'll be licking every bit of you in due course, providing you get that far." "Why wouldn't we?" "Because you're doing this the wrong way – a slow and total immersion into his senses. You should have taken him out to a club and arriving home half-drunk you would have fucked him on the hall carpet and then hauled him up to your bedroom and ridden him Cowgirl, allowing him to focus on your flying boobs and ignoring your stomach and stretch marks, not that they are readily visible you lucky pig." "I-I hear what you say but I've committed and remain confident," Janis said nervously. "So be it," said her friend. "I've done my best to advise you." Chapter 5 The only thing different about waking on this Saturday morning for Jack, compared with waking on recent mornings, was he knew he didn't have to race around preparing to go off to work. He yawned just as his mom arrived in his room and began pulling aside the curtains. He blinked, thinking it was so light. "Hi mom." "Good morning dear. This is a late rise for you?" He still didn't twig until she added, "Your father left for golf almost two hours ago. Come down for breakfast darling." Jack stretched and thought two hours ago huh. Then it must be 10 o'clock. His chest and gut tightened and he looked at his watch. 9.55. Oh fuck! Jack leapt from the bed and hit the shower cursing. What an idiot, sleeping in this morning of all mornings. He washed his hair and soaped himself thoroughly in case Mrs Black sniffed him thinking about hygiene. Er, Janis. He shaved, gargled and dashed into his parent's room, his mom emerging from the bathroom with the toilet flushing in the background, she looking at his surprised at seeing him totally nude. "Hair dryer," he croaked and she returned to the bathroom laughing, leaving him with his hand cupping most of his limp cock and his nuts. "Here," she smiled. "Emergency," he croaked and dashed off with the hand dryer and she said, "So I gather." At breakfast she pretended nothing had happened and that was one of the good things about his mom. She stood behind him combing his hair and saying he smelt so nice and was he meeting someone who would replace Diane. "Yes," he croaked. "Oh, I am so glad. I did not think Diane was a suitable young woman to have associated with this family. You father couldn't keep his eyes off her." Jack wondered how on earth had his mom found out he'd dropped Diane. Before rushing off to clean his teeth and gargle he said rather naughtily, "If I make it with this latest babe I'll trust you'll greet her with open arms if I bring her home?" "Oh yes darling. Just make sure she doesn't dress like a slut, is well educated and behaves like a lady." "Someone who measures up to you, mom and perhaps even excels beyond your standards?" "Oh yes darling," his mom said. "I would love to be surprised." Jack rushed from his bedroom determined to not be late but his mother was waiting for him, brush in hand and a bottle of spray. "You've really upped my expectations Jack. Stand still while I brush your hair to a sheen and put on some of your father's No. 1 after shave – it's French and I only allow him to use it for top social events and funerals." "Thanks mom – it's only lunch so I'm unlikely to get lucky." "Oh Jack, you are so conservative. My understanding women these days are overly keen to pleasure their gentlemen friends. If she gives you the slightest hint of being promiscuous my advice is to take it on the chin and give her what she wants." Jack smiled and said, crossing his fingers, "Take it on the chin eh mom? If I score I will remind you of your wisdom and advice." "Thank you Jack but I really don't think any woman's preparedness to offer you her greatest gift should be crudely equated to scoring in a game. You've had more loose women than I've had vacations. I hope you will take this one seriously and if she'd good enough think of wooing her into finality." That made Jack nervous. "You mean death?" "No silly – to make her your bride. You are twenty-eight and its time to think about settling down and grandchildren." "I haven't been thinking of settling down and certainly haven't been thinking of grandchildren." "Oh haven't you Jack?" Muriel said wistfully. "If you think she is good enough for you just allow yourself to be led, darling and display all of your assets to her, like your intelligence and reliability and promise of being an obedient and fulsome provider." Now Jack was really unnerved. "Bye mom," he said kissing him. "Thank you for such incredibly useful advice." "Go get her darling." Jack was so wound up he put his car into first gear instead of reverse and almost demolished his mother's potting bench in front of where he parked. "Fuck, it's all that rubbish mom put into my head," he fumed. He backed down the driveway in an orderly manner and waved to his mom who was standing at the gateway, blowing kisses at him. Driving off and thinking it wouldn't matter arriving a few minutes late, Jack leered into his windscreen thinking of his mother's last words, "Go get her darling." "Yeah man," he laughed. "If Janis displays the slightest interest in having sex with me I'll be all over her and plow her like an obedient and fulsome provider as mom suggested to me!" His leer didn't leave his face as he wondered if an older woman like her shaved her pussy or grew her hair around it like a garden. His breathing quickened as he visualized her feeding his length into herself. A woman in a car in front of him stopped for a dog that was looking interested in crossing in front of her vehicle. Jack's brain took over, stopped and restarted on their journey again with Jack scarcely noticing. He wondered if the driver in front of him had a secret desire to shave her pussy. * * * In contrast to Jack, Janis rose an hour earlier than usual for a Saturday morning. After coffee and nibbling a piece of toast she then went out and picked flowers for the dinning room, kitchen and thought about the bedroom but decided it was unlikely Jack would be interested in sex, not on the first visit to her home. He would be too nervous, too over-awed. Anyway what she was doing would be a complete waste because men never noticed flowers. What heartless creatures they were, absolutely focused on tits and pussy and after swilling at the trough asked could they have something to eat and wandered off to watch sport on TV. Jack appeared to be a little sensitive but would follow pack rules. Janis put on Best of Opera Vol. 3 and dusted although knowing there wouldn't be any dust because Mrs Jones had cleaned the house thoroughly yesterday as she did every Friday. Janis glared at the clock because it was crawling that morning for some reason. She decided perhaps she shouldn't meet Jack at the door wearing only a swimsuit showing heavy breast droop. No, she would wear a sexy sundress with built-in bra and no panties. That almost produced a panic attack but Janis calmed herself by going out to the pool and after a long and frustrating chase finally scooped out all three tiny leaves that were on the floor of the pool. She changed from a bikini to a sundress from a bikini to a smart little black dress and from another bikini to a shirt and shorts and then preened herself in front of the mirror thinking the built-in bra in her black one-piece swimsuit was really quite effective and by going to the front door in it she'd snap Jack's eyes to her legs. Yes! Whenever Susan saw her in that swimsuit the slut always licked her lips and Susan's eyes glazed. Now that she was clear-minded, Janis checked on lunch and ran through the menu presentation, pushed out the drinks trolley and plugged it into the power supply and was ready, an hour early but ready to receive her visitor. She stretched out on a recliner and wondered whether she should load him with booze and then drop the top of her swimsuit. The repeated chimes of the front door bell awoke her. Oh fuck, Janis screamed silently. Dashing to the kitchen she saw the time was almost 11:15 and wondered if that meant she didn't mean enough to him to ensure he impressed be arrived on the dot of 11:00. "Coming," she yelled and smiled, wondering how he'd interpret that word. She shaped her hair up in the mirror at the front door, pulled her shoulders back and taking a deep breath opened the door. Chapter 6 Their eyes met – he thinking hers were greener that usual and she thinking for the first time his were between blue and gray. Her knees weakened when she saw he was carrying a big bunch of flowers. She thought of saying coyly, "Flowers, are these for me?" and touching her breast cutely with her hand but that would make him focus on her boob instead of her. She decided to keep it simple so said, "Oh you darling boy" and reaching for the flowers saw his eyes widen. Oh God, she'd called him a boy, emphasizing their age difference, oh you stupid cow! "Darling?" he said, astonished. "You regard me that favorably?" She took the flowers in one hand and pulled him into the house with her other hand, firmer than intended, and their bodies collided. The next thing she knew they were kissing, hotly. She opened her mouth to apologize but he misinterpreted that action and she felt his tongue tip sweep over his and hers lasciviously attempted to circle around his. She felt him lift a leg to kick the door closed and when his leg returned to the floor that's not all she felt. Blood rushed to her head and other extremities and she knew her swelling breasts were attempting to break out, seeking attention from him. Moaning, Janis fell to the floor attempting to take him down with her in complete disregard for her safety. She was on fire. Heroically he controlled his descent, easing her to the floor. She moaned her appreciation, heard the sound of his zip and knew he intended filling her. It was all on, they were at it in the hallway, slapping together like animals. Janis felt she was soaring and hoped her age of forty-three was sufficient to protect her from conception. No way was she in a mind for him to fire anywhere else but into to her to her core. * * * On the way to his destiny with Mrs Black, Jack had the sudden thought she'd think better of him if he arrived with flowers, so stopped and it was almost 11:15 when he'd pushed the bell. No answer. He pushed the button again. Perhaps she'd driven off in a paddy or perhaps the whole thing was one big tease. "Cumming," er "Coming" he heard her call and relief swept through him. She opened the door. He snatched a look at her legs – they were amazing – at her boobs – oh yummy – and locked on her green eyes which were wide and intense, making him think she was sexed up. If she were perhaps he'd never know. She yapped something and he heard himself query her use of darling. She took the flowers and yanked him into her house, he squashing her tits flat and was kissing the upturned face before he had a clue what he was doing. She growled deep from within her throat, her tongue was around his like a serpent and he knew he was about to be fucked so kicked the door shut and drove his hardening dick against her thigh and she pulled him to the floor. He didn't want to crush her so braced to slow her fall. He landed on the floor on his knees, conveniently between her legs. Visualizing a warm and open pussy, already self-lubed he unzipped and was about to seek permission to proceed when she reached down and pulled the swimsuit over her crotch aside so he pushed in while pulling her swimsuit off her shoulders and went for her tits. They were beauties. She climaxed twice before he roared to his, making her gurgle in delight. Yes, gurgle! Obviously this babe had not had a dick up her for zonks! "That was lovely. So unexpected. So amazing," she said, kissing him over his eyes, nose and mouth and he flopped forward on to her, releasing a high sigh and feeling his dick jerk once again. "That really was an amazing fuck," he said, using her word. "Amazing," she repeated, "You lovely boy." She was at it again. You lovely boy, telling him she was not at all embarrassed by their age difference. She was so cool! He staggered to his feet, reached down and pulled her up. She reached for his half-mast cock and worked her hand around its tip and licked her hand and then said, "Your turn." Jack carefully stuck a finger into her and pulling it out sucked it noisily, watching her eyes enlarge. "Now we are one, committed to each other sexually," she smiled, staring at him, and he knew he was being examined for his reaction, so smiled and said, "Oh yes, and am I going to love seducing you at every free moment." She said they should shower but when he asked was the pool shielded from the neighbor's view, she nodded. Jack pulled her swimsuit down and she stepped out of it and he told her to hold it over her dripping pussy until they reached the pool. Janis led him to the pool where Jack stripped off and she looked at what he possessed and giggled, "Oh my, aren't I the lucky one?" They jumped into the pool hand-in-hand and fooled around until he said politely that he was hungry. After gobbling down a muffin and drinking some wine, Jack pushed Janis back on to her recliner and invited her to spread. "Shouldn't we have lunch first?" "You deserve entrée," he said kindly, sending her heartbeat into a flutter. Janis watched as he parted the lips of her closely trimmed pussy, straddled her, lowered his head and began licking and fingering. Jack guided her into a huge ejaculation, squeezing her swollen breasts hard as she began her release while talking to her seductively. She loved it and gave him her best. As he lifted, chin dripping, she pulled him to her and licked him clean. Mom's 'Joy Boy' "I shall remember this day forever." "Me too," said her lovely boy. Two nights later Jack moved in with Janis. "This new girlfriend must be really something," said his mother, watching Jack pack. "She really is mom, but she is older that you might expect." "Older, how much older?" Jacked kissed her and left with his two carry bags to add to his effects already filling his car. "Jack, Jack how much older?" his mother worried, following him to the car after he'd said goodbye to his dad. "Not as old as you, mom. That should make you rest easy." "Jack oh Jack. Please don't leave me like this. Darling, how much older?" "Rest easy mom and remember you told me to go get her. You'll meet her in due course providing our infatuation lasts." "Oh Jack," she wailed. "I feel like wringing your neck, you putting me through this." "Mom, she'd an angel. There's nothing sluttish about this one." Chapter 7 The Saturday morning after the siblings had spotted their mom with her boyfriend they met at Gina's home for a Council of War, at least that's what Gina called it, saying they had a responsibility to bring their mother to her senses. "Right, we have thirty minutes to discuss this before she arrives." "Bad move," Gavin called from the kitchen where he was baking muffins. "If she's getting sex again after what she's been through, no way will she thrown in the towel and meekly abide with you lot. If you anger her she'll take you lot to the cleaners." "Gavin, say another word and you'll be denied sex for a month." "You'll offer me sympathy and more won't you Megan?" "Gavin!" screamed Gina, slamming the door to the kitchen. Megan sat demurely, her face lit like a lighthouse, her sister glaring at her and then glaring at brother Evan who was had the top of his head in his hands and his upper body was shaking from suppressed laughter. "My whole fucking family is a bunch of sex maniacs," Gina snarled. "I've not said a word and have never misbehaved with Gavin," Megan said indignantly. "Now's your chance," muttered her brother, regaining control of his mirth. "I heard that Evan Taylor Black," roared Gina, sounding dangerously close to becoming hysterical. Evan provided the necessary leadership. "Okay, everyone calm down. I think the three of us should bail him up and tell him to fuck off and if we ever find him around our mother again we'll hit on him one dark night and remove his nuts." Gina's face brightened and she said now they were smoking but stupid Megan had to spoil it by saying every guy was entitled to his nuts so she'd take no part in that disgusting reprisal. The longer they talked the tighter they pushed themselves against the wall in attempting to reach a compromise. Evan's original idea was now reduced to sending the guy an email telling him, ‘Leave our mother alone. The Black children'. "I suppose it's a start," Gina said, fatigued. Evan said they didn't have the guy's email address and Megan, in her second year at university, said airily that didn't matter because they didn't know his identity." "Oh Christ," Gina wailed just as Janis walked in as the front door had been left open for them." "Hello darlings," she smiled. "I hope I'm not interrupting a Christian revival meeting. I have brought someone for my children to meet. Come in Jack." The children gaped as young Jack walked in and placed an arm around their mother although intelligently not cupping her breast. "Hi everyone," Gavin smiled, coming in through the kitchen door. "Hot muffins and coffee for everyone." "Gavin, fuck off," yelled Gina, and promptly fell to the floor in a sobbing heap. Husband Gavin ignored her and kissing his mother on the cheek put out his hand at Jack and said "Hi Jack, "I'm nominally known as head of this household – I say nominally because my wife refused to acknowledge traditional rights that include her mother's right to take in a Toy Boy." "Oh no Gavin, you are quite wrong," Janis laughed. "Jack is my Joy Boy. I guess a little bird has told you three that mommy is kicking up her heels?" There was no answer and Janis appeared happy to ignore that. She went over to Gina and helped her to her feet. Sit down dear and calm yourself. Allow mummy to rub your back. If I'm the reason for your upset then you'd better get used to it because Jack is now living with me." Even Megan gasped at that disclosure. Gina groaned and her mother pulled back from her and snapped, "If you dare faint on me Gina I'll throw a bucket of water over you. If you want to fight me over this you fight now. You only get one chance and this is it." Gina moaned, you're taking advantage of me when I'm down." "Get her a whisky Gavin." "Yes Janis," Gavin said, going to the front room and returning with a small glass and the bottle. He filled the glass and Gina tossed it down and held it out for Gavin to refill. She tossed that one down, tossed the glass to Gavin and then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "Are you ready to confront me?" "More than ready," Gina smirked, "and right is on my side." "Right, out with it." "Yes, a little bird informed us and at the very time we met to talk about it we saw you two walking down the main street with this guy's hand inside the back of your jeans and halfway down your backside." "We all often see couples walking like that, it's called affection and close body contact." "Yeah, well not middle age ladies with their Toy Boy not much older that Gavin here." "He's my Joy Boy and don't you forget it. Besides for your information he's almost two years younger than Gavin." "I thought as much," Gavin smiled. "You crazed bitch," Gina shouted. Completely losing it. She was heavier and half a head taller than her mother and because of her aggression was used to cowing women as well as some men. She swung a slap at her mother's face. Janis easily ducked under it and moved in right close to her daughter. "You've put on weight which could be why or part of the reason you haven't managed your desire to become pregnant and you're much too slow whereas through swimming and the gym I'm the fittest I've been since leaving university. I can take you Gina and will if you hit me but I'll try to not damage you permanently." Gina burst into tears and fell into her mother's arms, Janis balanced on her toes never looked like being knocked off her feet by the sudden impact. "I've been a bitch, a stupid cow about this mommy. I'm sorry." Gina sobbed. "Give her another whisky Gavin," Janis said, walking Gina backwards to a chair. Janis then turned and said do you have representations to make to me Evan?" "He held out his open hands and said, "I'm cool about it, he appears to be a good type of guy. Far too young for you but of course that your business. Treat mom badly Jack and I'll come after you." "Thanks for that kind thought," Jack smiled. "Megan?" "All I want to say mommy is that when you've finished with Jack may I have him?" "You could be an old lady," Janis chuckled, pushing a hand through her youngest daughter's curls. "Are you okay Gina?" "Yes thanks mom. You were amazingly impressive when under attack." "Was I darling? I wasn't aware I was under attack. I just thought I was dealing with a couple of misunderstandings. We're family, not thugs." "I do want to produce a grandchild for you mom." "A baby for you and Gavin too, I would hope." "Oh yes, oh yes." "That's my girl Gina. Lose weight, eat less crap, consume more fruit and vegetables, more love, affection and respect towards Gavin. No more booze, plenty of exercise, laugh a lot, talk to your doctor and keep a calendar of optimum times and do it mostly in Missionary." "Right mom," Gina smiled although looking as if her memory was at work. "Thanks mom," Gavin said, the first time he'd ever called her that. Gina stood up and rushed over and hugged him. "Well, we all appeared to be settled here. Jack, would you kindly help Gavin with coffee and the muffins while I give my three children and quick little lecture about Toy Boy being a derogatory term. Oh, in case you are wondering, yes Jack fucks better than your father and indeed the other males in my life who managed to score a home run or two." "How many home runs is that mom." "Now that's really a tough one Megan. Please fetch me a calculator." "Oh Jack, Gavin and I usually have a quiet drink on Friday nights before dinner. Like to join us?" Jack looked at Gavin, who nodded. "Thanks Evan, would like to do that providing I get a leave pass." Everyone laughed and Jack realized he'd been approved. THE END