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                            Angie's New Life
                              by carniegirl

Copyright© 2010 by carniegirl


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Description: Angie's divorce prompts more than a change of address.

Codes: MF cons non-con het fant gang oral anal mastrb lac voy
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"Larry. I'm sorry, I just don't understand."

"Angie, It's really simple. I am moving out. By the time you get home from work tomorrow I will have my things."

"But where are you going?" I asked it, even though I wasn't sure I wanted to know.

"You can reach me through my mother," the voice of my soon to be estranged husband came through my cell phone...

The phone went dead before I could understand exactly what it all meant. I fought to maintain control of my emotions. I had to hold on, since I was riding on the interstate highway in the back of an ambulance. It was true that the woman on the stretcher wasn't going to know what a wreck I was. She wasn't dead, She was just in a semiconscious state. A lot of our weekday runs were what we called 'granny totes'. Someone had to carry the nursing home patients to the hospital. If they were too out of it to sit in the facility's van we usually got the call.

The private ambulance and rescue service, which employed me, was 25% cheaper than the County EMS service, so we were the carrier of choice for Medicaid and Medicare. Every third day I carried somebody's granny to the doctor or hospital during the day. On the overnight part of my 24 hour shift we assisted the County EMS guys. Most evenings until 11PM, we watched TV or played cards between the few calls which came in. Some night we worked the whole shift but most shifts didn't get busy until 11PM. Then we often stayed busy until 3AM. During those hours we uduslly rolled on several minor injury calls. Usually those were drunks, who convinced themselves that they were dying, or some drunk who beat up on some other drunk over a drunk chick. The worst of all was when a drunk driver who ran into a sober person. Some poor smuck on the way home from work. Generally the smuck got the worst of it.

If it sounds as though I had very little empathy for my clients, it was from the two years of experiences which I had already endured. High ideals and the desire to be of service didn't last long in the real world of an EMS worker, even the privately employed ones.

"What's going on Angie?" my partner asked. She had heard me talking to Larry. All of us were nosy as hell. It came with the job, I think.

"I'm not sure Lois. That was Larry on the phone and I think he is moving out," I admitted through the small sliding window which connected the front and back workers. Lois had to drive, since she had the lesser degree. I had to attend to the patient, it was protocol.

"Oh honey, I'm so sorry. Is there anything I can do?"

"I don't have any idea why he is leaving or what I did. I thought everything was fine." I didn't expect her to have an answer, since I was just mumbling out loud. They say a baby puts stress on a marriage, but I can't see that Lucy changed anything at all. There might be a few less dollars around for toys, otherwise she didn't make much difference to Larry. I was the one who did most of the work. I had never supposed the one night in three that he had to care for her could be a problem.

I was deep in shock, so trying to figure out the why of it at that moment was a waste of my time. Still I couldn't help trying to get a handle on it. I have always been one of those take charge people, so leaving it be was impossible.

"You two seemed so perfect for each other. At least from what little I know." What she didn't say thankfully was that Larry and I were exactly alike. Larry is an accountant and a bit of a nerd. Everyone who ever knew me, used the same terms to describe me as well. Probably why Lois thought we were a perfect match. Most of the time I felt that Lois would rather have had a different partner. One a little less straight, but she had been assigned to me in lieu of being fired. Lois was a leather lesbian, at least that is what I had been told, when Julie paired her with me. Since I was stable and hardly her type, she was put with me as a last resort. All the other female EMS workers were afraid of her. Julie insinuated that some of the men were as well. Everyone said Lois had a bad temper. I had personally never seen it.

"Julie told me that, if I go off on you, I am fired. I will honestly try to put up with your freaky personality, if you will do the same for me." She suggested on our first day. The deal had worked for almost a year. She had been offered a permanent change of partners while I was on maternity leave the month before, but she decided to wait for me to return. I guess we got along better than I thought. Even so, I was surprised at her level of concern about Larry leaving.

I was shaky all afternoon, but I managed to keep the old folks alive until they reached the hospital. It wasn't nearly as hard as it sounds. Most of them needed nothing more than monitoring while their oxygen tanks forced gas into their lungs. After five when things slowed down I called my mom.

"Hello mom," I said when she answered her phone.

"Hello Angie, is everything alright?"

"Why do you ask?"

"What do you mean, I always ask. Is something wrong?"

"Has Larry called you?"

"No, Angie is something wrong?"

"Mom can Lucy sleep over with you tonight?"

"Well I was planning an orgy, but I can postpone it. Of course she can sleep over, I never do anything since your dad died." What she said was true enough mom didn't have a life since Dad had an early heart attack two years earlier. At least that is what I have though when I asked her to sit with Lucy while Larry worked. "Now what is going on?"

"Larry called, he dropped a bomb on me. He said he would be moved out by morning. I assume that means he won't be coming for Angie after work."

There was a long silence then Mom said, "If that son of bitch does try to take her, he will get an ass full of bird shot. I haven't sold your dad's guns yet and I knew how to use them."

"Easy there Dirty Harriet. I don't think he wants Angie. Hell that might be what this is all about. I have no idea why he is leaving me."

"Because he is an idiot asshole, that's why," Mom said. "We are going to need a new plan. I'll give it some thought tonight. We will talk in the morning."

"Well, I'm sure we can count on Larry doing the right thing," I said trying to calm her down. She was speaking in a louder, and higher pitched voice than usual.

"Oh, you bet your ass he is going to do the right thing. Your Uncle John will see to that."

Uncle John was arguably the best criminal lawyer in the state. He was part of the Adams Mafia, as my mom referred to her family. She had three brothers, each meaner than the other, in his own way, she was fond of telling people.

"Your Uncle John will see to it that Larry never has enough money to buy a pizza for another woman." I laughed and a second later she joined me. "That does sound a little spiteful doesn't it." she added.

"Just a little. I needed the laugh though so don't worry about how it sounds. I have to run, I'll see you in the morning."

"Okay and don't you worry about Lucy, we will work something out."

"Thanks mom, I appreciate all you have done for me so far. I know I'm going to be even more of a pain now."

"Don't worry honey, this will all work out. You have a great family and lots of friends behind you." With those words the phone went dead. I could just imagine her making phone calls and scheming the rest of the evening. There might not be a gathering of the Adam's Mafia, but there would be plenty of telephone consultations. After all I was the only female child in my generation. The Uncles would fall all over themselves to help me, that I could count on. Their father, Jonathan Adams, had preached to all his children, that it was family first, then the weak, who were the ones worth helping. But it was always family first.

That evening at work was pretty much the same as every other one Well they are never exactly the same, but there were the lulls and the spurts of activity at more or less the normal intervals. I cried a lot during the lulls and cursed some during the spurts of activity. It was a roller coaster ride that night for sure.

When I hit the bed at 3:30AM, I was totally exhausted. I shed a few tears, but only a few before I drifted off to sleep. We had a 6AM call the next morning. One of the patients at a nursing facility was almost finished. Lois and I loaded her into the Ambulance. I barely kept her alive long enough to make it to the hospital, but I managed to deliver her still breathing, even if it was shallow and labored. I didn't want the lady to die in my ambulance, any more than the facility wanted her to die in their care.

After the delivery, Lois and I stopped for breakfast. We often did that if the shift ended within an hour of clearing the hospital.

"So are you alright?" Lois asked over her runny eggs.

"Define alright," I said with as much of a smile as I could manage. "If you consider not suicidal as alright, then yeah I'm alright."

"Good, then I won't worry about you."

"You can always worry, it can't hurt," I said with a real smile.

Just like most days, when we went out to breakfast on the clock, we managed to finish the meal then check out without anything else happening. I drove to my mom's small frame ranch style house. I was planning to pick up Lucy, then drive to my rented townhouse style apartment.

"Come on in, and tell me how you are," Mom suggested.

"I'm fine and I should take Lucy and go. You have been busy with her long enough."

"Lucy is a joy. She is much better behaved than you were." It was meant to needle me, then she realized it wasn't the right time for it. "She is better behaved but you were more animated so more fun. That wasn't right either," she said.

"Don't worry, I understand what you mean."

"Good, you look tired. Did you have a rough night?'

"It was a little busy." I admitted.

"Why don't you take a nap in your old bed. If you do, when you awake we can discuss our future."

"I'm too exhausted to argue. I'll be in bed, but I need to feed Lucy."

"You go on to bed, I'll bring her along."

I expect all children leave a few things at their parent's house. In my case I had a drawer filled with clothes. I didn't need anything at that moment, but I might need a top before I left. One of the extras of breast feeding is a wet top, when one least anticipates it.

I fell asleep with Lucy trying to empty my engorged breast. The sheet was down to my waist when she finished. I felt her lifted from the bed at some point but I was too sleep drugged to remember it in any detail. I do remember the sheet suddenly covering my over sized and naked breasts. Even that is just a vague recollection.

When I finally did wake up it was in stages. It might have been only a few seconds but it took me a bit to remember everything. It was as though I tried to blot out the unpleasant memory. As I looked around to place myself in the foggy universe, I noticed that mom had left the bedroom door ajar when she removed Lucy. Walking around in just my panties was no problem, since mom had seen my boobs just a few hours before.

I walked down the hall to the bathroom in just my panties, but carrying fresh underwear and a clean blouse in my arms. I was more than a little surprised to run into my Uncle John in the hall. He was exiting the bathroom as I stood trying to hide behind the stack of clothing. He just smiled, then nodded and walked to the kitchen,

I am sure my face was red even before I stepped into the hot water of the shower. I was suddenly very turned on. I suppose it was natural to be a little excited at having been seen almost naked by a man who obviously approved. Yes I washed my labia a little more than I usually do. I even gave my clit a good lathering and massage. Finally I washed inside my vagina and up behind my pubic bone. When I orgasmed I was seeing my Uncle John smile down on me. In my fantasy he watched me get off for him. I almost fell in the shower so intense was my orgasm. I barely managed to hold myself up while I weakly finished my shower.

When I emerged from the bathroom, I was dressed in panties a nursing bra and cotton top. I did not have my trousers, since they were still on the floor by the bed. At the time I headed for the shower, I hadn't decided whether or not I would wear them home.

I ran into Uncle John in the hall again. I am sure I blushed and averted his eyes. He could not have known that I thought of him as I came so hard. I went to the bedroom to finish dressing then checked on Lucy in mom's room. Mom had one of those big straw baskets with a pillow for Lucy to sleep inside. Even jaded old me had to admit it was a beautiful sight. It was also a sight my Uncle Charlie found fascinating. He had photographed it at least a dozen times in in that first month of Lucy's life.

Lucy was quietly playing with her toes, so I left her alone to contemplate the universe. I wandered into the kitchen for coffee. Uncle John was on his phone talking to his office I presumed. I filled my coffee cup while I waited for mom to look up at me. She was busy reading some papers with a blue cover. It was the kind of paper lawyers like to use for a cover sheets.

Uncle John said, "Right I'll be back in about an hour or so, just tell him to reschedule if he really needs to see me personally. Otherwise pass him over to Eddie." Eddie being John's son and of course my cousin. After a hasty goodbye he put the phone into his brief case.

"Now Angie, whats this I hear about that no good Larry leaving you high and dry."

"I don't know about high and dry, but he called me last night at work to tell me he would be moved out by this morning."

"Did he make any arrangements to pick Lucy up from your mother?"

"No, but I wouldn't have allowed it anyway."

"Be that as it may, it shows a disregard for parental responsibility. I think we can use that." Uncle John stopped to think a moment before he went on. Did he propose any financial arrangements?"

"No, we really didn't get into all that."

"Do you know how to reach him?"

"At work I suppose. He also said that his Mom would know where he was staying."

"I have a standard demand for temporary support I need you to sign. Then we have to decide where to serve it. I can serve at his mother's house or I can have it delivered to his office. I like the office personally," He said with a wicked grin.

"Do what you think is best," I said vacantly.

"Now that we have that out of the way, how are yo u doing hon?"

"I don't know yet. I'm still in shock."

"I can imagine. Well if there is anything your Aunt Ruth or I can do let us know."

"I don't have any idea what I am doing Uncle John, I have to trust you to do the right thing for us all."

"Honey as you Grandfather would have said, "it isn't about all. It's all about family." Don't worry, Larry will do the right thing." He paused a few minutes as if organizing his thoughts then added. "I have to get back to the office. Sis, thanks for calling to let me know. This one," he said it nodding to me, "Is far to independent to call asking for help."

"Thanks for coming over on such short notice John. I know it was inconvenient."

"About as inconvenient as the things the rest of the family has done for me and my family."

"True we do pull together, daddy would be proud." It was all my mom said, and all she needed to say.

John hugged us both then walked out of the kitchen door. "You know he kept the richest man in town waiting to come here. I didn't ask him to do that, I just told him you needed some help. If Larry doesn't do the right thing, there is a high degree of probability a drug deal will go bad around Larry."

"You are being dramatic Mom," I said.

"Of course," she replied simply. "Now what are we going to do?"

"What do you mean we?"

"We, as in the two of us. Look you are going to have to change jobs or we have to figure out what we are going to do about Lucy."

"I don't want to change jobs but I guess I will have to. I can't find a sitter to take her that long at one time."

"Sure you can, if you know where to look."

"What are you saying."

"I'm saying, I can take care of her one day out of three."

"That would be massively inconvenient," I suggested.

"Yes it would but I do have a plan. You know I have your dad's pension. It isn't much, so I've been thinking about going back to work. Sitting for Lucy would be an ideal part time job for me."

"I don't know what to say," I admitted.

"While you are thinking it over, think about this. You could move in here with Lucy. It would make it easier for us to work out the details of Lucy's care."

"Mom, I love you but I'm too old to live at home."

"It won't be like that. You would consider getting a roommate, if you had to wouldn't you?"

"Yes but it isn't the same thing at all."

"It can be, if we work at it. I won't ask you to explain your personal life, and you don't ask me to explain mine."

"I will think about it, but I don't know."

"You can write your own rules and I will live with them," Mom said quietly.

"You know I'm not the party type, and even if I try it, I wouldn't do it around Lucy."

"That's fine, but you could have visitors without any questions being asked by me."

"That's something that is pretty far down the road I think," I suggested it with a giggle. I was surprised that I could find humor in anything. Probably the shower episode had helped me to release some pent up tension.

When I got home, I found lots of gaps in the apartment's furnishings. Larry had taken away everything he wanted without regard to my wishes. I didn't really need any of the stuff he took. For instance he took the larger screen TV, but since it wasn't paid for I didn't mind. He left me the smaller bedroom TV which was plenty large enough.

I spent the day with Lucy. I was trying hard to understand what had happened. In the end I gave up. I just watched TV in a kind of fog. The house seemed especially empty that night. The more I thought about Mom's proposal the more I liked it.

And that is how two weeks later I became my mom's roommate. As she had said it just made sense. I loved coming home from work and taking a nap with Lucy. I had never been able to do that while living with Larry. Since Larry was usually at work when I got home, I have no idea why that was. It just worked out that I always seemed to have something that needed doing right away.

I met mom's new boyfriend the first night I stayed with her. They had been dating for months it seemed. According to her she just hadn't wanted to tell me until she was sure there was something real going on. Once I moved in she had no choice but to tell me. According to her, she still wasn't sure what was going on between them.

Our first rule was that he would not come over on nights I worked. I didn't want Larry to have even the smallest thing to say about my new living arrangements. Mom understood and so did her boyfriend Edward. Ed, as he liked to be called, was close to my mom's fifty years of age. He was a good looking man who owned his own business. He imported home decorator items from China. Items that he later resold to small stores who could not buy in large enough quantities to deal directly with the manufacturers. From his demeanor business seemed to be good at that moment.

Neither of them told me but I quickly figured out that he was married. I had no idea in what position that left my mom, but it was none of my business either. She was a grownup and I assumed, able to take care of herself. Besides our agreement was we were not going to interfere in each other's lives.

The first test of our non interference came when Ed stayed over. It wasn't me and Lucy going to bed with him, but still him being in the house bothered me. His presence didn't really bother me it was listening to them make love. I had no idea my mom was that loud. Most of what she said was incoherent but I caught a few words and they make me gasp. I also began to get tense at the sounds.

Lucy was nursing at the time and I was getting really turned on. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feelings racing through my body. I could hear my mom moaning and feel Lucy pulling at my nipple. When I could stand it no longer, my fingers moved to my vagina and finally to my clit. It took only the shortest of time for me to explode into a huge orgasm. I continued to rub myself until I came two more times. I was embarrassed when I calmed down enough to realize what I had done. I had never had an orgasm with Lucy nursing. But then I had also never listened to my mother screwing either. Even the thought of it turned me on again. I ached to feel Larry inside me. He always said that I didn't act very enthusiastic, but I loved the feeling of his penis inside me. I felt complete somehow with him there.

The next morning Ed was gone before I awoke. Mom had Lucy's basket moved to her room before I left the house, so all was right with the world. Especially since mom and I avoided discussing her behavior the night before. God I was beginning to think as if I was her mother. My only lingering problem was that every time I remembered the events of the night before my body shot a charge of electricity through my genitals. It was maddening but also a little pleasurable.

The 24 hour shift passed easily. Nothing of any real interest happened but that was okay. Time was allowed to pass slowly, just so long as it passed. As a matter of fact a week passed before anything of significance happened. Then it was in my personal life, not the job.

Larry's first child support check arrived. I had not heard a word from him previously, so I was a little surprised that I didn't have to chase him down. The check was for 900 dollars. It was all child support, since I had a job. Uncle John assured me that I would do better in the long run by going for the larger child support rather than alimony.

Mom and I had agreed that I would pay her the full child support and she would do all the shopping, pay the mortgage, and utilities. I just signed over the child support and then I had all my salary to spend on Lucy and myself. It was a really good deal for all concerned.

When I awoke from my morning nap with Lucy, the door was open. I was covered with a sheet which was a good thing since Ed was visiting. He had come to take mom to lunch. Lucy was hungry again so I lowered the sheet and she began to nurse. I was turned away from the door just in case, and it was a good thing. When I glanced over my shoulder Ed was standing in the door watching me. He smiled as I turned away from him. Someone closed the bedroom door, I was not sure which of them did that.

When the bedroom door closed I got even more turned on. I suppose I felt safe because I began to rub my labia. Up and down with my finger slipping inside to lubricate the movements. My muscles tensed as I worked myself toward an orgasm. I was fighting the urge to vigorously rub my clit, when I heard the moan come through the wall. Oh shit, I thought, they are doing it now.

"Dear god fuck me," My mother's voice came through the wall. "Yes fuck my pussy."

It was at that moment that I reached my own orgasm. I came over and over while my mother's words spurred me on. I could only guess the effect they had on her lover.

It took me another half hour before I felt prepared to move my ass to the shower. Fortunately Lucy fell asleep right after she finished sucking on my nipple. I was beginning to change the way I thought about things. It was subtle, but I hadn't been at all shocked when I heard my mother say "Fuck my pussy." It seemed almost the natural thing to say at a moment like that. I ran that around in my mind, while I showered before beginning my day.

Since Mom and Ed were in her bedroom, I carried my clothes with me. I didn't want to accidentally run into Ed while half dressed. On the way from the shower I noticed that Mom's door was open. Ed was not to be seen but mom was laying naked on the bed. Mom looked like a fifty year old woman laying on her back. Her breasts, which were usually moderate in size, were flattened against her chest. The deflation and sag were evident for anyone to see. Her hips were a bit wide as were my own. She had a bit of a tummy when she was standing, but it wasn't as noticeable when she lay on her back. All in all I would say she was average for a woman her age. Just as I was average for a woman my age.

A breast feeding woman my age would have only slight boob sag. My breast were a full cup size larger than before. I had also gained some weight, so how much I would shrink after Lucy was weaned was questionable. For the first time in my life I had a tummy, so that was a bit of a concern to me. All in all though I wasn't bad for my age, just as mom wasn't bad for hers.

I walked by her room without making any comment. I went into the kitchen where I began heating left over soup for my lunch. I had the kitchen TV turned to the national new channel when she came into the room.

"So what are you planning to do this evening?" Mom asked from the door. She had at least

slipped into a knit top and jeans.

"I don't have any idea, is there something you want to do?" I asked.

"We could take that fancy new baby carriage and go to the park. There is a concert there this evening."

"Since when are you a music lover?" I asked.

"Let's say a little birdie told me that Larry would be there."

"Why would you want me to see Larry?" I asked

"Not Larry sweetie. He is going to be with his new friend. She plays in the university's faculty classical sextet or something. I thought you might like to get a look at her." I expected that it was mom's way of helping me put a period at the end of that part of my life.

"How the hell do you know that?"

"The Adams Mafia of course. Mark saw him out with her and did a background check on her." Mark was my cousin. He was the son of my Uncle Fred. Uncle Fred was a real estate developer of some kind. His son had opted to be a Deputy Sheriff instead of entering the family business.

"Well, what time?"

"If we stop by the Pizza Shack on the way we can have dinner there. If that is the plan, then we need to leave here about five."

"I expect that the cobwebs will be clear by then, sure why not," I agreed.

Larry's new lover was very attractive but in a different way than me. She was well groomed, but she moved in a more sexual way. His new girlfriend had an easy sexuality about her. She might dress like the lady of the manor but she had the moves of the stable girl. I would have been skeptical of my own judgment if my mom hadn't whispered "Slut," in my ear.

Larry's girlfriend was the attraction for me. As her group placed classical music I could not help but run my life against the world around me. My mom who was twice my age was getting more of a life than me. My husband had a sexy new girlfriend. Even my partner at work who was gay had a better life than I did. The only really positive think in my life was Lucy. Everything else was just an existence

I began at that moment to change the way I saw things. The way I thought of myself and my life was forever changed. I couldn't tell, if it was the shock of Larry's new life, or the loss of my old life. Whatever caused it, I knew my life would never be the same. It might take a long time to change, but I was determined to do it. Not change it just to change, but to change my life into something I could enjoy not just walk through. I could never be the 'screw anybody' type slut, but I could be more open to new things. If the right man or men came along, I could learn to be more open to new experiences. That was the decision I made sitting under the stars that night.

When Lucy decided she wanted to nurse, I just pulled down my top and put her to my nipple. I forced myself not to care if people watched. Seeing both men and women look at me actually turned me on. If I had been alone, I would have masturbated. Since I wasn't, I tried to enjoy the feeling of arousal for what it was. I found to my surprise that just being hot was a nice feeling. It was a sort of fog that softened things. Wounds weren't as raw and people seemed to act a little better. I approved of the feeling.

Mom smiled at me as I breast fed Lucy. I didn't even want to know what that was about. Larry saw us but made no move to speak, so we didn't either. During the drive home mom said, "So now you know why he left. It had nothing to do with you. Larry is just like every other man."

I almost said something about him not living a lie, but decided that it would do no good to hurt her. Mom and Ed had to work out their own problems. I would not get involved and that was my final decision on the matter.

The second of my two days off was really my only full day off, since part of the first day was spent recovering from the 24 hour shift. I slept late, then took Lucy shopping. I did the shopping while Lucy rode in her laid back stroller. I noticed that I was more relaxed somehow than I usually was when in public. The men around me seemed to notice me more. I got a lot of smiles and even a stare or two. I couldn't tell if their reaction were different or if how I perceived them was. Either way I left the mall feeling mildly aroused.

I stopped on the way home for takeout pizza. Mom wanted me to get two large ones. I figured she wanted cold pizza for snacks, so I was happy to comply. I saw Ed's car in the drive so I guessed the extra pizza was for him.

After the pizza I went to my room with Lucy in my arms. Lucy and I watched TV and banged around the internet until bedtime. I walked from my room through the hall to the bathroom. I heard the noises coming from mom's bedroom and knew instantly what was happening. Since mom wasn't moaning, I thought maybe they hadn't started. Then I heard Ed whisper, "Oh yes, god you do that so well." The slight slurping sound gave the only other clue I needed. There was no doubt that Mom had Ed's penis in her mouth. That image caused me to shiver.

I noticed that Mom's door was cracked. It was an invitation, intended or not, for me to peek inside. It was hard, but I resisted the urge to do it. Instead I hurried to the bathroom and did what I needed to do. I fell into bed and was entertained by the sounds of my mom begging for Ed to fuck her. I was getting hardened to the strong language. I even though in those terms myself while listening to them. As I had before I masturbated with Lucy at my breast and mom's muffled words in my ear. I came with almost bone crunching intensity. Not only was it intense, but it also seemed to go on forever.

I thought, as I put Lucy in her basket, that maybe I was sleeping better because I was orgasming almost every night. Since I moved in with mom, I was for sure more relaxed during the days. I shouldn't have been with all the stress of the pending divorce, but I really was physically more relaxed. I didn't want the divorce anymore than I had before, but it just wasn't as all consuming as it might have been.

My twenty four hour shift passed without anything out of the ordinary happening. Of course to be out of the ordinary it would have had to be some kind of real disaster. The days off fell into that routine of sleeping with Lucy, when I arrived home, then just puttering around the house. I shared the work with mom, so there wasn't really enough for either of us to do. I was lulled to sleep at least two nights a week by the sounds coming from mom's room.

I was a little surprised when one of the emergency room nurses tried to fix me up. It was really more of a group date thing. Two of the nurses had been invited to the screening of a movie made by the film class at the university. They needed a third. I had no idea how many others got asked before me but they got down to me.

"Damn right she is interested," Lois stated loud enough for everyone in the ER to hear. She turned her attention to me next. "I'm tired of you dragging around like a lost child. It just isn't good for our image. Now go out there and have fun.

Before I agreed I called Mom on the cell phone to be sure she wouldn't mind sitting with Lucy. She didn't mind at all so of course I accepted. I didn't give it much more thought until the night of the screening came.

Mom vetoed my first outfit as too conservative. Mom had become a real swinger it seemed. We finally agreed on a knee length black skirt tight in the butt and a white knit top also snug but not vulgar. I wore a plain silver chain around my neck and silver stud ear rings. I checked to make sure that the freezer contained plenty of frozen breast milk. If I had a drink, I wouldn't use the milk for a couple of cycles. That meant I wanted plenty on hand. The experts all said one drink had no effect on the baby, but more might. If I had more than a single drink I would choose the 'better safe than sorry' route.

With everything in place I drove to the apartment shared by the two ER nurses. The college boys would be meeting us at their apartment. I arrived far enough in advance to get a good look at the two nurses dressed in real clothes, not scrubs.

It looked as though all three of us could skip a few meals without any problems at all. Neither of us was really grossly over weight just typical American women. We were in the ten percent over weight category which is considered acceptable by the experts. Okay, if not exactly under the ten percent, just barely over it. We all had hips a bit wider than perfect. I was the only one with full breasts, but then I was the only one with a nursing baby.

When the guys arrived, it was in two cars. No one had a car big enough to seat all six of us. The two guys who were with the nurses looked at them with familiar smiles. I had a feeling that more had been going on between them than simple movies. That gave me a moment of concern. I sure hoped the one with me wasn't expecting me to put out on the first date. The old fashioned thought struck me funny but I did not smile.

The four of them rode in the car together and I rode with Milton. Milton was a nice Jewish boy, he informed me. I had never dated a Jew, so I had no idea if I should expect anything different. Actually I hadn't dated a great deal of men in my life. A few in high school and two in college. Maybe one or two more casual dates if one wanted to be precise.

Milton seemed to be a mild mannered young man just a few inches taller and a few pounds heavier than me. With all the lugging and toting I did, I figured I could hold my own if it turned into a wrestling match. Even so being in the car alone with a stranger was a little unnerving. Since he kept the car with his friends and the two nurses in sight, I felt a little less anxious than I would have been otherwise.

The university building which housed the film school was six stories of chrome and glass. The theater was thankfully on the ground floor. The seats were more comfortable than those in my community college's auditorium for sure. We arrived in time for Milton to go for canned sodas before the show started. The program explained that there would be three films shown that night All had been made that years and had been judged the best student work.

The movies ran about half an hour each. I drank the Sprite during the first movie. Milton whispered comments about the movie as it ran. I glanced at the others a couple of time and noted that one or the other of the couples were making out almost every time I looked. By the end of the movie I was feeling warm and friendly. I supposed it was the atmosphere of lust and Milton whispering in my ear.

When the second movie began and Milton put his hand on my knee. I wasn't in the mood to ask him to remove it. To be honest it felt kind of nice to have a man come on to me. So far it is pretty harmless, I thought. That was just before his hand went under my skirt and began to move toward my crotch. I closed my legs tight against his hand.

"Open your legs Angie," he whispered. I had to think about it but in the end I decided to go along. It seemed like too much trouble to resist such a simple thing. I spread my legs so that his hand could proceed up to my panties. I didn't realize that I was turned on till he whispered again, "Nice your pussy is wet and open for me." I knew I needed to say something but I couldn't think of anything I wanted to say.

It was at that moment that I felt his finger push inside me. It was a shock but a good one. "Don't make a sound Angie. You don't want the others to know what a slut you are." Again I knew I needed to respond, but I just couldn't think clearly enough to form a reply. I should have known then that something was wrong, but I was just enjoying the feel of his finger inside me too much to be rational.

"Joy said you have a baby, you are awfully tight to have had a baby." he whispered in my ear.

"Stitches," I managed to say.

"Oh my you had it overhauled for me. I like that." He moved his finger in and out of me a few times then asked in a whisper, "Joy said you was breast feeding. Are them big tits hurting now?"

"Not that I noticed, but I'm kind of floating." I admitted in a sleepy voice.

"Good, if you like this, you are gonna love what happens later." I nodded, I still couldn't find the right words. It was a good thing that the theater was dark as a tomb. Anyone who saw us would have known what Milton was doing to me. He was turned to face me with his hand up my skirt. His face was close to mine as he whispered to me. I could feel his finger move inside me, and even worse I could feel my hips rocking to meet his movements. Usually with so much stimulation and such mental excitement I would have orgasmed or at least built to it. Instead I was just hovering in a wonderfully warm and exciting place. My body was on fire but the flame wasn't building. I was just lost and loving it.

He crooked his finger to rub behind my pubic bone. I felt my body tremble and approach overload but still I couldn't orgasm. I just lingered in that crazy state. It was terrifying and wonderful at the same time.

"We need to go somewhere so that I can fuck you," he whispered. "You want that don't you." I tried to respond but couldn't even shake my head. "I'll take that as a yes."

He straightened in his chair then turned to one of his friends. "We need to be alone for a while. I'll see that she gets back to her car."

"Are you alright with that?" Joy asked me. I couldn't answer.

"She is fine. Milton will take care of her." Joy's boyfriend said.

The next thing I knew I was being pushed into a bedroom somewhere. Milton was taking my top off and unhooking my bra. Before I could object he was sucking on my breasts. I felt his mouth my nipples. He was better at it than Lucy or Larry had been. I could feel the tightness leave my breasts as he sucked the milk from me. It was a wonderfully erotic feeling.

"God what a turn on," he said. I looked up at him since he was standing again. "I milked you now you milk me." I noticed that he had his penis out. He was holding it to my face. "Open up and suck my dick just like I sucked your tits."

I wanted to refuse but instead I opened my mouth to his penis. I felt him move inside my mouth as I tried to suck. "You aren't very good at this so just hold your mouth tight." I did as he instructed and he did the work. He moved his penis in and out of my mouth as if he were fucking my pussy, as mom would have said. I almost laughed at the thought. I might have laughed if I hadn't had my mouth full of his penis.

"I'm going to cum, you better swallow all of it." He tried to sound mean but it had no effect on me. I was in a different place. He stiffened and pushed so deep that I gagged. Not only that but my mouth filled with his cum. I recognized the feel of cum in my mouth since Larry had done that a few times. "Yes keep sucking." I felt his dick wilt in my mouth within moments of his having cum. Then he removed it and things got quiet in the dark room. The door opened and someone else came in. The new person moved me onto my hand and knees. He lifted my skirt over my hips then pulled off my panties. I felt his hard dick push against my wet pussy. Yes mom would been proud of me. I had finally learned what things really were.

Without warning he was inside me and pumping hard. I felt his dick move inside me and it felt wonderful but it didn't drive my higher. I was till in a warm sexy place just loving the feelings going though my body. After a long time I felt him drive deep then hold himself very stiff. I knew he was shooting cum into me. I didn't mind at all I loved the feelings, all of them. I didn't know what to expect next. I was sure there would be more, but nothing happened. Milton helped me to dress, then drove me to the nurse's apartment.

At the door I heard Joy say, "What have you done to her?"

"Nothing she didn't want."

"Want my ass, you doped her."

"She had something sure but she asked for it. To make it last longer she said."

"You better hope that's the way she tells it."

I allowed Joy to take me to her sofa where I fell instantly asleep. I awoke after an hour still groggy but I knew I needed to call my mom. "Mom, the movie ran a little late but I'll be home soon. I just wanted to let you know that I'm fine."

"Okay honey, don't worry just have fun."

"Oh I did."

Joy said, "That prick drugged you."

"Yes, but I would never have done it otherwise. I needed it. I just didn't get the best from it." I tried to smile. "Tell him I won't press charges, as long as he never calls me again."

I left Lucy in Mom's room while I passed out. I was lucky to have gotten home in one piece. I slept for eight hours and awoke at 11 AM. When I did awake, I had a terrible taste in my mouth and my pussy hurt. Yes, I had begun to think like that. I wasn't sure what all I had done, since there were some blank spots as well as some vivid memories. I know I should have been angry and called the police. I just wasn't. It was because I knew it had to be something beyond my control to wake me up from my lethargy. I had seen enough in my job to know that what happened to me would pass. I needed to be someone else and I didn't mind that it happened the way it did. I didn't want it to ever happen again at least not like that.

I knew from other things in my life, that the first time is the hardest. It always gets easier to do the wrong thing. I expected that to be the case with this as well.

I hung around the house pumping and dumping my milk until I was sure that all the drugs were out of my system. Then I just settled into a quiet night at home. Since Ed didn't come to visit mom, I didn't have the sound effects when I masturbated that night. What I did have was the pent up energy from the night before. When I came, it was like the world stopped, shook itself like a wet dog, then settled back down.

My life seemed to be the same to anyone looking in on me. I went to work the next morning with only a slight feeling of dread. It was the unknown that I dreaded. My new life might be wonderful, but there would always be slips and tumbles along the way. Along the way to what I wasn't sure.

The day passed with what had become routine. Trips from the nursing homes to the hospital or specialists offices. Then in the evening a break before the serious crap started to roll downhill. I began to feel that people knew what I had been up to. Of course they didn't, it was just my paranoia. Maybe they treated me differently because they sensed a change in my attitude or maybe they didn't treat me differently at all. The mind games were maddening.

Lucy and I spend several hours in bed that next morning. I had lost track of the days of the week so I didn't realize that it was Sunday morning. While Lucy lay on my chest with a nipple in her mouth I napped off and on. I looked up to see Ed standing in the door watching Lucy suck. My first thought was to raise the sheet to cover my exposed breast, at least the one Lucy wasn't using at the moment. My second thought was to smile and do nothing. That was the one I chose to follow.

Ed smiled back and winked. He rubbed himself suggestively. I shook my head to inform him I wasn't interested. He shook his head sadly then walked away. I slipped my hand to my pubic hair and then lower. I spread the hood covering my clit and began to rub. I looked up at the sound of heavy breathing. I saw Ed standing just inside the door with a broad smile. He watched as I came while Lucy nursed. Ed watching make it even better. After I finished cumming I turned away, just to let him know the show was over.

When I finally got out of bed both Mom and Ed were gone. I got out of bed because Lucy was crying. She needed more than a boob in the mouth, she needed to be changed. I took care of both things then fixed myself a late lunch.

I found a note on the counter where we kept the bread.

Angie,

Your friend Joy called to check on you. Call her at home.

mom

I placed the call since I had no hard feeling toward her. She had been the one to call it rape. I knew in my heart that it wasn't exactly rape, but I knew it was less than full consent as well. I just chose to ignore it.

"Joy, how are you?" I asked.

"I'm just fine, how are you that what's important."

"I'm fine Joy." I replied.

"I hope you know I had no idea that Milton was such a sleeze. Honest, I would never have any part of that kind of thing."

"I know. It's okay just keep him away from me and we are fine. If he comes near me, we are all going to be sitting in a courtroom. I do mean all of us."

"I'll make sure he knows that. I have told him but I'll be sure Bill tells him again."

"Good. Listen Joy I have to go Lucy is not feeling well today. I'll see you at the hospital I'm sure."

"Okay hon, if you need anything let me know."

"Sure," I said as I hung up the phone. What a bitch, I thought.

That night Ed didn't come to visit, so mom and I took Lucy for a drive. A drive on a cool spring evening always make her sleep better. Actually she would fall asleep in the car. Once she was asleep Mom and I took the car to a drive in restaurant. One where the food was delivered by car hops on roller skates. It had all the ambiance of a 1950s burger joint. Still mom and her generation loved it. So did the kids who had no idea that it was a retro restaurant. They just liked the old style burgers and shakes.

Mom told me about how she lost her virginity. I guess we were bonding as friends, since we were roommates by that time. She lost it in the back seat of a chevy, according to her version. They had no idea what they were doing, it just felt good. "That's my story and I'm sticking to it," she informed me.

"We won't be seeing Ed for a few days," Mom informed me.

"Oh why is that?" I was afraid that she knew I allowed him to watch me orgasm.

"He has a business trip that will take a week. Most likely he is taking his wife on vacation," Mom actually said it with a laugh.

"Mom" I said in a slightly raised voice.

"Honey, Ed is just for sex. You need someone to tickle your fancy as well." I didn't tell her Ed seemed to want to fill that role for me as well. He and I both knew it would never happen, but he appeared to be willing.

"Well, I can't say that I haven't heard you having your fancy tickled."

"Yeah, I know those walls are thin. It's okay with me that you hear, but if it is too much I can try to find somewhere else."

"No, I don't mind. You do seem to be enthusiastic."

"Hell, I still love it. I love everything about sex and I mean everything."

"I certainly am glad we had this chance to clear the air." I said it but I was embarrassed.

"I just wanted you to know that I don't mind you knowing that Ed and I are doing it."

"Good, because I do know it." I said that breaking into laughter.

Things were quiet with Ed out of town. Mom seemed a little more nervous than usual otherwise she seemed to be doing okay. I continued to masturbate to the bits and pieces of memory from my night with the boys, as I thought of it.

I got a text message at work on my personal cell phone. "Angie, are you ready to do it again? This time no drugs. Milt.

I was surprised that it took him two weeks to break the rules. I ignored it.

The next day at home I received this text message. Angie do you think of me when you rub your cunt? I ignored that one as well.

It was a month before my first day off fell on a Saturday night. I had been getting texts from Milton every day for the last two weeks. That Saturday it was, Angie I can teach you to be a better cocksucker. Milt.

I finally gave in and answered. Me: Why would I want that? Especially from you.

Milt: Because with that tight cunt, and those milky tits, if you were a great cocksucker no man could resist you. Once with you and he would be ruined for anyone else. Follow you around like a puppy.

Me: But aren't you doing that now?

The texts stop coming. I didn't know for sure how I felt about that. It took him several hours to get back to me.

Milt: You are right. I can't get over how much I enjoyed fucking you. I know it was a rotten thing I did to you. I have no excuse. I can only say I am a crappy person. I can't get you out of my mind. I really need to fuck that mouth again. Also my friend Michael who was there last time would love to fuck your cunt. So let me know something.

Me: That is some better but frankly I'm not really interested at the moment, but I am going out tonight. If you show up at the Cop Out club, I'll let you buy me a drink.

Mom had agreed to sit with Lucy while I had a night out with my work crew. Not all of them but about half had agreed to stop at the 'Cop Out' for a beer around eight. I did a breast pump and freezer thing before I left for the club. I could almost always pump after Lucy finished dinner. Since I worked, I pumped as much as possible to keep the milk flowing in sufficient volume.

The Cop Out was filled with Police and EMS workers. Once in a while a few firemen wandered in. I knew that if Milton showed up, he would be very uncomfortable. That was the plan.

I danced with a few of the men and even a couple of the women before Milton showed up. He approached our table but I wasn't sure he would be able to speak. He looked more than uncomfortable, he looked afraid.

"Hello Angie, mind if I sit down."

"Sure Milton have a seat. Guys this is Milton, he is a college student. Milton these are my friends. Those two guys over there are cops and these others are paramedics."

"So what's your major?" the older of the two cops asked.

"Art with a minor in film."

"Oh really, I like movies." Lois said. "Do you have a lot of movie stuff?"

"Some sure," Milton replied still very nervous.

"Then we should all get together and make a porno movie," Lois suggested.

"Sure why not," he agreed. He actually looked like he was calming down a little.

"Sure we can make a snuff film." one of the cops suggested. He was looking hard at Milton when he said it. I knew he was kidding, but poor Milton didn't.

"Come on Milton let's dance," I suggested.

"Thank you," he said as he put his arms around me.

"You look a little out of your element.

"Oh I am," he agreed with a sick smile. He pulled me close so no one else could hear, then suggested, "Let's go somewhere and fuck?"

"Alright," I replied. The look of surprise on his face was amazing.

"Do you have your car?"

"Yes I drove here."

"Want to come to my place?" he asked.

"Too many people there," I replied smiling. "Why don't you follow me to my place?"

"I can definitely do that."

When we stepped into the house, he was surprised to see Mom and Lucy. "Milton this is my mother and the little one in the basket is Lucy."

"Mom this is Milton, he is a college student."

"Hello Milton, It's nice to meet you. I'm sorry to just say hello then leave, but I have to get to bed. I have church tomorrow." With that mom left us alone. She came right back to get Lucy and her basket.

"Are you going to let me fuck you in your mother's house?" Milton asked.

"Actually it's my house to. But to answer your question, Yes."

"Angie are you quiet when you fuck?"

"Probably not, but don't worry she won't call the cops."

"Okay," he said that moving to sit beside me on the sofa. I couldn't remember if he had kissed me before but he did then. Not only did he kiss me, but he was good at it. When he broke the kiss, I was gasping for air. "Is that pussy wet for me?"

"I don't know," I replied spreading my legs for him. He took the hint and moved his hand beneath my skirt. He didn't bother to tease his way up my leg. He went right for my pussy lips.

"Oh yes you are wet and ready for me."

"Yes ready to feel you in me."

"You love the feel of dick in your cunt don't you?"

"Yes, I love that feeling." It was hard to speak but I forced it out.

"So do you love the feel of it in your mouth?"

"Not so much," I replied honestly.

"That's why we need another man. Someone to slide his dick in your cunt while you hold mine in your mouth."

"Oh I see now," I replied.

"We can make do."

"That's big of you." I said that with a smile.

"You have a vibrator don't you? Well we can use that."

"How about you just fuck me." I was getting frustrated.

"How about we do it all."

"Oh can you do that?" While he talked to me he had been rubbing my pussy. It made me even hotter to think of it that way.

Rather than answer he pushed my skirt higher. He reached both hand under it and pulled my panties down. Then worked them over my knees and over my feet. Then he spread my legs wider and move to kneel between them. Before I knew what was happening he was licking my pussy and then my clit. I was tense and my hips were rocking to meet his lips and tongue. Unlike the last time we were together I was building to a climax quickly. When I came, it rattled my whole body. He kept on licking and sucking and I kept cumming.

"Please no more," I begged. My voice was shaking and way too loud as I said it.

"See baby, I can turn you inside out," he said.

"Yes," was all the answer I could manage.

"Nobody ever did that before to you did they?" he asked.

"Not like that."

"Good, now come over here and suck my dick."

"Let's go to my room," I suggested.

"No do it right here."

I reluctantly slipped between his spread legs. I unzipped his jeans and worked his dick out. His dick was wet and I really didn't want to put it in my mouth, but he pushed my head down to it. I didn't resist, instead I opened my mouth and captured his cock.

"Now just hold it and suck it gently," he demanded. "Not hard do it lovingly. Suck it like you like for me to suck your tits. Pretend you are Lucy sucking on your nipple." a couple of minutes later he added. "Now suck it deeper. Just as deep as you can."

I took his dick all the way to the edge of my throat then I gagged.

"That's okay do it again. You will get the hang of it."

I did it again and gagged. He encouraged me to do it again. I kept it up and never did get to the point where I didn't gag. "You can use your finger to practice." I nodded with tears streaming down my face. "Do you want me to cum in your mouth?"

"No please dont."

"Do you want me to cum in your cunt?"

"Yes cum in my pussy." I felt him turn me so that my chest was on the sofa seat and my knees were on the floor. I thrilled at the feeling of his dick penetrating my pussy. After he was in me completely I felt him lean forward to press his thumb against my lips. I opened my mouth and sucked his thumb into my mouth. I nursed on it like Lucy sucked on my nipple, all the while I pressed my ass back at him.

"Your mom is watching, do you want me to stop?" I couldn't answer with his thumb in my mouth, so I just moved my ass faster. I began to cum again but he didn't stop. He just kept on pumping me and I just flooded. I was babbling and begging him to cum in me so that he wouldn't stop fucking me before he came. He stiffened and I felt him throb.

He turned me around again and said, "Suck my dick. I want your mom to see you with a dick in your mouth."

I took his dick into my mouth and sucked it in and out. He wasn't hard but I make it hard while sucking on it. It was a huge feeling of power and even love to feel it growing hard in my mouth.

"That's it girl make love to my dick. Do that till I cum."

I continued to suck it gently and move my mouth on it at the same time. As he got hard I worked it deeper into my mouth. I got it to my throat but couldn't get it down. I knew what he wanted but I just couldn't get it down. I felt as though I was choking on it. "God yes that is so much better. You are going to be the best fuck in the world." He said it loud enough so that I knew my mom heard him. I understood how she felt with Ed because I just didn't care.

"You really do need two don't you?"

"Yes." I admitted pulling away from his dick.

"Next time, you will love it."

"I know", I replied. If you want to cum again please do, I need sleep."

"No, I need to go. I'll call you."

I managed to walk to the door with him. Once he was gone I fell into bed.

While I was lying in bed I realized that I finally understood my mom. I wanted to fuck Milton, but I never wanted to put any faith in him. He was truly a sleaze. Just like Mom couldn't plan on Ed, I couldn't plan on Milton. That realization would bring Mom and I closer I was sure.

When mom brought Lucy into the room the sky was still dark. Since I had only one drink. I put her in bed with me to nurse while Mom went back to sleep. I slept late again that Sunday morning. Sleeping late wasn't as restful as it sounded, since I had to awake to nurse Lucy every few hours.

I managed to get a shower before lunch. I thought of that as an accomplishment. I found mom sitting at the breakfast bar with coffee and an egg sandwich. "Want one?" she asked. "You probably don't need more protein, but the eggs are good." Mom had a very strange smile.

"Okay Mom, what are you trying to say?"

"Nothing just saying I understand. It's okay we can keep this just between us. You and I don't need to hide things from each other. We need to help each other, not judge."

"Oh I agree as long as help each other means keeping our lives separate," I suggested.

"Surely, you don't think I was suggesting that we share," Mom said that then broke into a laugh. "No dear, I meant just make it easier for each other to live a little out of character. That's all I have in mind."

"That I can do," I replied. I had to smile it was the Adams Mafia again. Bend the rules but watch over the family.

I got several text messages from Milton, which I promptly deleted. Milt would be around whenever I decided that the time was right to break out of my mold again. In the meantime I just slipped back into my routine. Aside from a couple of nasty traffic accidents and a homicide in the middle of the night, nothing much happened over the next couple of weeks.

I was building toward calling Milton, when he just showed up at my door. "Don't be mad but I was worried about you. You never returned my calls or my messages."

"That Milton, is because I didn't want a repeat of our last night."

"Why not. You had fun, didn't you?"

"Sure but there is more to life than getting laid."

"Look I'm not going to try to be cool any more. I loved being with you and I'll do anything to make that happen again."

"Truth is Milton, I have a lot to lose right now. The sex is great, but I just have too much to lose if anyone finds out."

"We can keep it quiet."

"Yeah like you telling your friends what a great fuck I am."

"I didn't do that," Milton demanded.

"Of course you did. It's what dogs like you do."

"I didn't tell them your name or anything."

"But your friends know my friends, you idiot." There was no question that I was going to screw him again. I just planned to get all I could in exchange for my services.

"Alright, I'll never do it again. I promise," He said that as he moved closer to me. He was right in front of me when I realized that I couldn't say no to him. When he kissed me I just backed into the house with him still kissing me.

Mom was in the kitchen cooking and Lucy was in her basket on the living room floor. He was in some kind of altered state. He didn't care that my mom was watching or that my baby was in the room, he lifted my sweat shirt, opened my nursing bra and began to suck on my breast hungrily. I should have stopped him but I quickly got lost in the feeling. I looked up to see my mom watching Milton suck my boob. Having her watch was so wrong but also it was the ultimate turn on.

I tried to stop him but he was beyond reason. He had my jeans open and his hand inside of my panties. I felt him roughly rubbing my clit. His sense of urgency was evident even through his fingers. I opened my eyes again in time to see my mom still staring at me. I came with a body shaking intensity. I was shocked that my mom watching me cum made it even more erotic.

I was a complete basket case even before he pushed me to my knees. The fact that my mom was watching me on my knees made it so crazy exciting. I didn't wait for Milton to open his pants I pulled the zipper myself. It was difficult to work his dick free of the tight underwear but I managed. I hungrily sucked him into my mouth. His dick in my mouth sent a shiver of physical pleasure through me. I was turning on to the feel of his warm smooth flesh running over my tongue. It must have been a similar feeling to what Lucy had when she sucked my nipple. Just a pure biological satisfaction. Something hardwired into our brains. I'm not sure what re-awoke the response in me, but it was there that day. I couldn't get enough of that sensation. I moved up and down on his dick slowly at first then faster as I felt him stiffen. I was moving fast and sucking hard when I felt him stiffen. I sucked him as deep as I could when he began to cum in my mouth. I couldn't believe I gave my first real blowjob while my mother watched. It was like the ultimate taboo. I'm sure there are worse, but for me it would have been a nightmare a month before.

Milton staggered against the wall and slumped. He was barely able to remain standing. It was obvious that he was exhausted and drained. I was still on an endorphin high with nothing to satisfy me. I was moving to music only I could hear when mom helped me to stand then led me to my room. I fell into bed. I don't know what she did with Milton but he was gone when I awoke two hours later.

I almost asked mom what happened to Milton, but decided not to. It seemed a good idea to just leave that alone. I hoped she wouldn't try to take my men. I didn't plan to take hers. Although I think it would be easier for me than her.

Lucy woke me in the middle of the night. I changed her, then put her to my breast. While I fought my way back to sleep I had a memory of the night Milton drugged me. I had a faint memory of a the second penis in my pussy while Milton used my mouth. I could only imagine how much better that would be now that I actually liked to suck dick.

I fell asleep remembering the feelings I had that night. Not being able to cum no matter how hard I tried had been frustrating as hell. That part I didn't want to repeat for sure. Just before I fell asleep I realized that I hadn't seen Ed around even after his vacation should have ended.

The next morning I asked mom, "What's the deal with Ed? I haven't seen him around and you haven't mentioned him."

"I didn't hear from him so I called him at work. He and his wife are trying to work things out."

"Nice," I said sarcastically.

"Ain't it just," she replied. She waited a minute than added, "You know he saw you masturbate once and couldn't stop talking about it."

"No I didn't know that," I lied.

"He thought, you wanted to be part of our sex."

"He was wrong," I replied.

"I told him that. I think he was just getting tired of me." We left it at that, since it was time for me to leave for work. Time passed with nothing much happening. I got text messages from Milton, which I ignored. Mom didn't hear from Ed, so we were spending our time around the house doing nothing more than being mommy and grand mommy to Lucy.

I can't speak for all women, but with me, when sex is available I seem to think about it all the time, but when it isn't I tend to just move on. With Milton available I kept sex on my mind. I think mom had moved on. I thought that right up until we had a call within two blocks of my house. Lois drove the patient by my house on the way to the hospital. She did is just sco I could see if everything was okay at home.

I was more than a little surprised to see Milton's car in the drive. With Milton it could only be one thing. That left me with a decision to make. Would I ever sleep with Milton again, knowing that he was doing my mom as well. Hell Milton was younger than me even. It was tempting to judge mom, but I knew better in my heart. Milton meant less than nothing to me. I was using him, probably deep in my twisted mind it was to get even for the drug thing. So I certainly was not going to pitch a fit about it, but that didn't mean I wanted to screw him knowing what he was up to.

Between work and Lucy, my life was pretty hectic, not impossibly so since mom made sure Lucy was safe while I was working. I hadn't been with Milton or any other man in a couple of weeks when out of the blue I got a text message. Angie, I hope you remember me from the end of year movie screening. I sort of met you with Milt. I had no idea what was going on until after it was all over. I wanted you to know that I was sorry that I was involved in such a thing. I just now got your phone number from Milt. He really isn't such a bad guy just a little warped. I mean he isn't dangerous or anything. Anyway I was wondering if you would like to go out for a pizza or something. Michael.

For a while I was furious at them both. Milt for giving this jerk my number and him for even thinking I would date him. After a few hours I talked myself into believing that he really might have been duped as well. I didn't plan to go out with him, but I was willing to forgive him.

Michael thanks for the apology but I'm really not interested in having dinner with you. Angie

That afternoon while we were sitting outside a barbecue restaurant, I said to Lois, "What would you do if one of your lovers expressed an interest in your mother?" I broke out in a laugh at the sound of it.

"Is this one of those sick joke things?" she asked.

"No, I'm serious. I think the guy I have been screwing is doing it with my mother now."

"And your mom knows you are boinking this guy?"

"Yeah she knows, but she also knows it's just for the sex nothing more."

"Let me think about that. I have mixed feeling."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, I'm not sure which of them I would kill." She laughed.

"Yeah I know, but mom is also my roommate and baby sitter."

"Then definitely kill him. It's easier to find a lover than a good babysitter I hear."

"Yeah," I agreed laughing again. "Now should I tell her I know?"

"Hell no, see how far she will go to hide it."

"But why would I want to tempt her into lying to me?"

"Good point, good babysitters are hard to find." We both laughed.

"Well since that is the case maybe I should keep on screwing him so she won't get suspicious."

"Bull shit you just need to get laid." Lois was right about that.

Problem was that I was afriad if Milton figured it out, he might want to have us at the same time. That was a definite no, no.

Then it hit me, the perfect revenge would be to go out with his friend. I could be sure that mom knew about the friend. She would most likely leak it to, who would be pissed. Maybe somewhere in the mix someone would at least wonder if I knew he was fucking my mom. It was beautifully complicated.

I sent Michael this text. Michael, I have changed my mind. I think going out with you would be fun. My schedule is a mess so it will have to be Friday night.

His return text was: Wonderful, would you like for me to pick you up, or would you prefer to meet me at the restaurant.

Pick me up at my house at 8 PM Friday night. I added my address to the text then sent it off. Ah the intrigue. I loved it. It was like being in high school again, or at least community college.

By the time Friday came I figured Mom was getting it during the daytime whenever they could work it out. I didn't think that it was often enough, since she seemed nervous most of the time. It seemed to one of those times when sex was available, but just couldn't be managed. In my case that make me crazy.

"Mom, I have a date tonight, that is if yo u are going to be home," I said, when I awoke from my after work nap on Friday morning.

"Sure, I'll be here. Are you going out with your college boy?" She tried to act casual about it. She might have been able to pull it off, if I hadn't known better.

"He is a college boy but not the one you saw me with."

"Oh really, well okay I'll be happy to sit with Lucy."

Michael picked me up right on time at eight. I have a feeling Milt was in the house ten minutes later. Probably screwing mom very soon thereafter. I knew for a fact he would have been if it was me in her place.

When we got to the restaurant, I found that it was a group date. Joy and her friends were there as well. "Hi Angie, I wasn't sure you would ever go out with us again."

"Why is that?"

"Oh just the way things worked out last time."

"Well that is past now, I plan to just move on." I was sure that Milt had told them that he was screwing me. I really didn't care. It's only the first time that those things are a big issue. After that it is just annoying drama. I had made peace with Milt being an asshole. I just didn't care what Joy and her friends thought of me.

Dinner was over shadowed with flirting and hands under the table. Michael had his hand on my leg most of the time. I even had my hand on his leg now and then,

"We are headed back to our place to watch a movie on dvd, do you two want to come along?" It was Joy asking Michael and me.

"What do you think?" Michael asked me.

"It's up to you," I replied. I was in no mood to make decisions.

"Then let's do it," he suggested. I agreed but I'm sure he could tell I wasn't enthusiastic.

The two nurses had a huge TV in the living room of their apartment. The movie was pornographic of course. I had expected no less. The reason those movies have such a thin story line is probably because no one pays a lot of attention to it. As a matter of fact the sound was only on to cover the whispered conversations.

Michael and I were wedged into a slightly over sized chair. It was not over sized enough to hold us comfortably. It did make what Michael had in mind easier. I was pretty much accessible to him. I'm sure he remembered from our last meeting that I was lactating. He quickly had my blouse open and one of my breasts out of the bra cup. I allowed him to nurse because it felt good to have a man do it. Lucy sucked much harder and longer than men. It was often painful to nurse her. The two men who had nursed from me so far had been gentle and loving.

Michael's mouth on my nipple sent waves of excitement through my brain and down to my pussy. Yes I no longer thought if it in medical terms, but in gutter slang. I had converted myself from a professional woman to a pure slut. I just didn't care, hell I reveled in it. I was careful though, so that I could turn my life back to normal again without too many people being the wiser.

If the nurses hadn't already known, I sure as hell wouldn't be in their apartment. None of those thoughts were conscious. Mostly in my conscious mind were just sensations. Michaels lips on my breast, the sensation of milk flowing from my breast, the feeling of his hand working it's way up my thigh. All those I could feel and even those weren't in my thoughts just the feeling of heat building inside my core.

"Look at her," One of the nurse's boyfriend said. He was obviously talking about me. "Michael has her so hot she is dry sucking." I was indeed imagining a cock in my mouth. Imagining the head and smooth fullness of a cock inside my mouth.

Michael was able to remove my panties with a minimum amount of effort. He repositioned me, with my help of course, so that I was backward to him and then he slid his dick into me. I felt it fill me and was thrilled by the depth of his penetration. I moved on his dick in a rocking motion. I was drifting into another place where nothing existed other than the demand of my body to keep moving up toward the eventual orgasm. I was well into it when I felt something wet and slippery pressed against my lips. I opened my mouth to the small penis which pushed it's way inside.

The cock in my mouth was small enough so that it was comfortable for me to manipulate. I was lost in sensations roaring through my body. I could hardly feel the hands  which were expressing milk from my breasts. Someone was milking me and it was part of the over stimulation tearing through my body.

The cock in my mouth felt like my breast did to Lucy, I'm sure. It was a biologically imperative response. To suck it until there was a reward. I worked like hell to have it empty into my mouth. When it did I choked a little, but kept at it until I had it all down. Michael was still working his dick in me when my mouth was filled with yet another cock. The second one was larger. It was much larger, it actually hurt my jaw muscles. Even so I worked it as best I could.

I felt Michael shoot his cum in me. It was more the feeling of how he moved than actually feeling the spurt in me. Unlike the first time I had two men I felt every nuance of the fucking I was getting. I was totally lost in it and loved every second of it. My mind had shut out any rational thoughts as my muscles continued to spasm over and over.

I barely felt it when the cock in my mouth was forced down my throat. I gagged and tried to throw up but nothing happened. All I felt was the cock in my throat throb as it shot hot cum down my throat. I was as limp as a wet rag when they finished with me. I was not good for anything and knew I would not be for some time.

"God what a piece of ass. She is the best animal fuck I ever had." Michael was speaking.

"Milt wasn't kidding, he damn sure taught her to suck a dick. I h ave never felt anything like her mouth," one of the others added.

"Check her ass," a female voice demanded. I felt a finger move inside my anus.

"Man she is tight. I bet she had never had a dick in her ass. We can't let her leave like that," the female voice stated.

"She's your date Michael can you do it?"

"Not now, maybe later."

"We need to do it now while she can't resist," the female voice suggested.

"Lube her ass, I'll take her back door cherry," a male voice said.

"I'll help you, I want her to really enjoy it." That was the female voice again.

They lifted me to my knees. I wanted to lay back down I was still vibrating inside. I felt wet cold goo on my ass hole. Then I felt it inside me. It was not a pleasant sensation. Someone forced my legs apart then I felt my clit being moved about. It was crazy hot in the room suddenly. It took only few seconds until I was on the verge of another orgasm.

It was at that point that I felt the cock working it's way into my ass. It hurt like hell and I felt things burning inside me. But I also felt that tongue on my clit and licking my open labia as well. There was pain but there was also an urgency to cum yet again. I felt myself slip over the top without realizing it. I was pouring fluid from my pussy as I squeezed hard on the cock in my ass. Before I knew it there was a different feel inside my ass and then the dick was gone. I was shaking so hard I collapsed and lost consciousness.

It took me two hours to recover enough to drive. The guys had gone. Joy and her friend poured me black coffee even though I wasn't drunk on liquor just drunk on sex. I doubted the coffee would ever help that. Finally enough time passed so that I felt steady enough to drive. I was exhausted and afraid I would fall asleep, but I left the apartment anyway. It was difficult but I managed to stay alert enough to get home. The fact that I felt the need to empty bowels also helped keep me awake and moving toward home.

When I got home I pulled into the grass, because Milton's car was in the drive. I was too tired and too wrung out to care. I managed to get myself from the car and into the house. Mom and Milton must have been in her room since the living room was empty.

After a futile attempt at a bowel movement, I tapped lightly on mom's door. She finally answered "Yes?"

"Do you want to give me Lucy?"

"Lucy is sleeping, she is fine. When she wakes I'll bring her in."

"Okay," I had mostly wanted mom to know I was home. I went to my room then collapsed.

"We own your ass. If You doubt it go here." Here was a website that was password protected. I entered the password that accompanied the text message. I wasn't all that surprised to see myself on video. I was being who I had become the night before. All of it was there. Very little if anything had been edited out.

Maybe I had been wrong. Maybe I couldn't go back anytime I wanted. If I made a fuss more people would see it because of the publicity. As long as it didn't go viral or my name never got attached to it, I could probably weather the small storm that might follow. I mean I wasn't exactly a Sunday school teacher.


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Posted:  2010-12-04
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