Son for Hire: Chapter 24 (Patreon)

Cumming because of my butt rather than through direct stimulation of my dick didn’t just draw the orgasm out longer it also faded out into this incredible afterglow that infused my whole body.  In the wake of long climax I felt like a great big blob of happy jelly.

“Ohhhh.”  I whimper.

“Mmmm.”  Evelyn gradually and gently removes her finger and sits back, her breast pulling away from my mouth.  “Such a good boy.”  Removing the glove so that interior folds out around the exterior she covers the ass smelling nitrile finger and ties it off before setting on the coffee table.  “Three big cummies for Mummy.  I knew you had it in you.”

I am all smiles.  My legs flop down, one behind her and the other laying across her lap as she sits in the middle.  “That felt reeeeally good.  Thank you.”

“You’re welcome baby.”   Taking my nuts between her fingers and thumbs she tenderly massages my tenders.  With her other hand she uses a single finger to stroke up along the top of my softening manhood to push what little cum I had left out.  She looks down over me and tilts her head, her face bright with a warm smile.  “Are you tired?  Thirsty?  Hungry?”

I shake my head.  “I am…so happy.”  I look into her eyes.  “How are YOU doing?”

She gathers some tissues and begins to clean my mess from my belly.  “I’ve got my boy to look after.  I feel like myself again.  I feel…needed.”  Every last gooey glob is wiped clean from my skin and she even finishes with a quick wipe to my tushie.  The soiled tissues are put with the glove.  “We don’t have much time left.”  She whispers.  “Come here baby.  I need to hold you.”

I sit up straight into her outstretched arms.  I wriggle around so that I sat at her side but leaned back onto her lap and into her embrace.  She brings my head to rest on her shoulder, our warm flesh pressed tight together, and cradles me close.  She lets out the most contented sigh as she enters her happy place.  I close my eyes and just melt into her.  She begins to rock, very slightly, and hums a soft lullaby.  She kisses my head and strokes my bare back and nuzzles my hair.  “Donald.”

“Mmm, yes Mum?”  I coo.

“Are you going to be okay out there?”  She asks.  “When you leave here today?”

“I’ll be okay.”  I kiss her neck, my eyes still closed.  “I can get by.”

“My prince is so strong.”  She hums a bit more of her lilting lullaby.  “I’m going to give you a bit extra today, okay?  To help you and Kiki out.  And I don’t want you to fuss about it.”

Ugh, money talk.  I hated money talk.  It still did not feel right to accept money for what were the happiest moments in my life.  “Hmph!”  I pout.

“Donald.”  She says with that motherly firmness entering her tone.  “I said no fuss.”

I let out a sigh.  “Yes Mom.”

“You were so good today and it is a Mommy’s right to spoil her good boy.”  She says.  “I don’t want you feeling bad about it.  I want to look after you.  You need to let me do that, okay?”

“Okay.”

“I wish I could hold you forever.”  She hugs me tighter.  “I never want to let you go.”

“Mmm.”  I snoozle into her soft red hair.  “I love you.”

“Ohhhh, I love you baby.”

She brings the puffy fluffy robe I had been wearing over my body like a blanket as she continues holding me and rocking me and humming softly.  Half an hour passes like a few seconds in Evelyn’s loving arms.  Out there the cruel hard world waited for me but in here all was soft and warm and caring.

With a final kiss, this one to my lips, she signals the end had come.  “Diane will be here soon.”

“Oh, right.”

“Don’t worry baby, I’ll take care of her.”  She assures me.  “You go get dressed.  Your clothes will be dry by now.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

Holding me one extra minute she lets out a breath and lets her arms relax.  “Off you go.”

On my out of the room she give my butt a playful spank causing me to giggle like the love drunk fool that I am.  I pull my clothes, all hot and toasty from the dryer, and put them on.  While I still looked like a welfare case I looked a hell of a lot better than when I walked in.  I swore myself right there that I would NEVER allow myself to be seen like that again.  I was Evelyn’s boy now and, for her sake if nothing else, I needed to have some damned pride in my appearance.  I hit the washroom before returning to the living room to brush my hair.  I find the living room empty but already tidied up from our activities.  I sit and wait for her, still glowing from our incredible session together but also nervous that Alan or someone else might show up unexpectedly.  I look about the room at the fine furnishings, my gaze lingering on the family pictures I could see hung out in the hall.  

It isn’t long before she returns wearing one of her old fashioned looking dresses with its calf length billowing skirt.  No longer could see even a hint of her bulge that I so swiftly gotten used to seeing.  Her thick hourglass figure made those dresses look SO fucking good.  I get up and hurry to her, slipping my hands around her wide curvy hips.

She smooches my cheek and pats the other.  “I just got a text.  They’re almost here.”

My tummy flutters with rising nerves, which she instantly senses.

“It’s okay.”  She tells me.  “Just stay behind me.  I’ll take care of everything.”  She says with conviction.  “Let me take care of this.”

I do as she says.  When Diane arrives at Evelyn’s doorstep the pair of us were already there waiting for her.

“Evelyn.”  Diane says with a grin…that quickly disappears.  From the looks on our faces she could tell something was up.  Her own visage goes stony hard in the blink of an eye.  “What?”  Her voice is as sharp as the blade I knew she kept in her pocket.  It is only then I begin to worry not about myself but about Evelyn.  Diane was a hard woman from the mean streets, I’m not sure my soft cuddly Mom was ready for this confrontation.  “What the fuck?  Why you two looking like that?”

Evelyn holds her ground.  “Donald is giving his notice.”  She says firmly but politely.  “He is quiting.”

“The hell he is.”  Diane shoots back, her glare switching from Evelyn over to me.  “Get in the fucking car boy.”

Mom takes a step to the side to fully stand between my pimp and me.  “He’s done.  And so am I.”  She says.  “I won’t be needing your service any longer.  I’ll understand if there is an extra charge for ending our arrangement.”

“You fucking…”  Diane growls under her breath.  “Danny, get in the fucking car.  The client and I need to talk alone.”

“He’s not going anywhere with you.  Not anymore.”  She says protectively.  “Leave him be now.  This is between us.  Let’s talk it out.  How do we end this cordially?”

“Cordially!?”  Diane exclaims.  “We don’t fucking end this cordially.  That ain’t how this works.  Danny!  Get in the god damn car or I’ll have Lamar take you there.”

“You aren’t going to touch a hair on his head!”  Evelyn snaps with sudden maternal anger.  

“You’ve lost the fucking plot ya fat cow.”  Diane says.  “He’s my boy.  You want him you go through me, that’s the deal.”

“Not anymore.”  She replies.  “We’re done here.  Get off of my property.”

“Or what?  You call the fucking cops?  Cause a big scene?  Ha!  I doubt it, I got the dirt on you bitch.”

“Bitch!?”  She says, aghast. 

“I am sure you’re husband would love to know the sick shit you got up to while he was hard at work.”

“Don’t you threaten me!”

“Kiss my ass.”

Shit!  This had turned real fast.  “Evelyn.”  I say softly, tugging at her back.  “Maybe I should just go.”  Her blood was up though and she was in full Mamma Bear mode.

“You are not going anywhere with her.”  She reaches back to keep me from stepping out.  “The dirt goes both ways.”  Mom says to my pimp.  “While it would cause me a lot of trouble I suspect it would cost you just a little bit more, hm?”  She takes half a step forward.  “The DA is my son’s godfather, an old and dear friend of mine.  I could END your whole operation with a single phone call...bitch.”  

“DA?”  Diane scoffs.  “Yeah right.”

“Yes the DA.  And my husband is golfing the police chief as we speak.”  She says.  “Sure my husband may divorce me but he will not allow our family be embarrassed.  You come here and try to bully me in my own house?  Look around you.  Where do you think you are?  Who do you think I am?  My class of people looks after its own, you know that’s true.”

“You…”  Diane's bluster falters, just for a moment.  “You talk big but you ain’t doin a damn thing.  Danny, get in the…”

“It is Donny!  His name is Donny.”  Evelyn says with finality.  “And he is done with the likes of you.”

There is long tense moment as the two women stare eye to eye before Diane speaks again.  “Fine.”  She holds her hands up in defeat.  “Fine.  You win.  He ain’t worth the trouble.”  She says.  “Gimme a G we’ll call it square.”

Evelyn lets out a breath of relief and nods, her voice stern yet professionally polite once more.  “Very well.”  To my surprise she had the money ready.  Taking her purse she pulls ten crisp new hundred dollar bills from it and hands it over.  “I’m glad you’re seeing reason.  This didn’t need to turn sour.”

“Fuck you.” Diane says as she counts out the bills.  “You sick twisted cunt.  Enjoy your new son ya freak.”  She looks at me with open disdain.  “I’m glad to be rid ya.  Useless little simp sissy bitch.”

“You’ve got your money.”  Evelyn says angrily.  “Get the hell out of here.”

“I get it though.”  Diane continues to stare at me, dominating me with her hard glare.  “I bet she’s a better mother than that crack whore slut who shat you out.”

“Don’t…say that.”  I say, trying and failing miserably to keep my voice brave.

“Fuckin pathetic.”  Diane laughs at me and shakes her head.  “Absolutely pathetic.”

“That is enough!”  Evelyn continues to keep me behind her as if Diane might make a lunge for me any second.  “We’re done here.”

“She’s gonna turn you away too ya know, just like your real mother.  Nobody wants a useless little turd like you.”  Diane says as I instinctively wilt away from her more powerful personality and sharp words.  “She’ll use you up and spit you out the moment you’re too old for her.”

“GET OUT OF HERE!”  Evelyn’s voice booms.  “NOW!”

“I can’t wait to see you come crawling back to the neighborhood when this all falls apart.  Ha ha ha!”  An evil grin curls up at the sides of her thin lips as Diane pockets the cash.  “Tell your junkie sister that I don’t need her either.  She’s fired!”

“What!?”  I gasp.  “Wait…wait, wait, wait!  This has nothing to do with Kiki!”

“Fuck you little boy.”  She flips me the finger and spins on her heel to walk back to the car.  “Fuck you and your whole fucking family.”