Son for Hire: Chapter 71 (Patreon)

I sit in my bed soaked in sweat and panting like I had just run a marathon.  Bright morning light streamed in around the shutters into a room I only sort of recognized.  I blink my tear filled eyes rapidly and look around me in confusion trying to makes sense of my new surroundings.  Terror still gripped my heart even though all around me was quiet and still.  Covering my face with my hands I shudder as reality slowly filters in.  I was safe.  I was in my new home.  Everything was okay.

“Fuck.”  I whisper as the steely grip of the nightmare gradually, reluctantly, lets go of my consciousness.  I take a long breath in and slowly let out, allowing a bit of those remnant fears go with it.  My last thought before nodding off last night was that my past couldn’t find me here.  How wrong I had been.  I had carried it with me.  Like a parasite or virus secreted inside of my soul the pain of the past had found its way here after all.

I get out of bed and throw a t shirt on.  Out in the main room I find Kitty sitting at the dining area table munching on some toast and sipping coffee.  Based on her mussed up hair and her home around tanktop and shorts combo I surmise that she hadn’t been awake too long herself.

“Good morning darling.”  She says as she chews and flips through something on her phone.  “Coffee’s fresh.”

“Darling?”  I shake my head.

“Hey, you get the fantasy of having a hot Mom.”  She quips.  “Let me have mine of a lovin husband.”

“You’re so weird.”

“Look who’s talking.”  She chuckles.

I stare at her for a moment as that gut wrenching memory of the dream continued to gnaw inside of me.  “Kit.”

“Mmm?”

“Even though I’m not your husband…I will look after you.  From now on.  I swear I’ll protect you.”

Kitty finally looks over at me as she hears the tremor in my voice.  “Alright.”

“I…I love you.  I won’t let anything happen to you.  I promise.  I promise!”

“Hey.”  She sets her toast down and hurries over to me.  She looks up into my face with love and concern.  “Nightmare?”

I nod.  “I’m gonna look after you now…like I shoulda done…”

“Aw Donny.”  She pulls me in for a hug, I gratefully hug her back.  “You’re not alone.  With everything going on I’ve been thinking about her too.  The bitch really did a number on us, huh?”  

“Yeah.”  I say.  “You ever wonder what happened to her?  Where she is now?”

“Hopefully six feet under.”

“Kit!”

“Fuck her.”  Her embrace tightens.  “We still got each other and in the end she’ll have nothing.  We’re better off without her.”

“Yeah.”  I say and stand up tall.  Shaking my head I collect myself.  “Jesus Christ.”

“Hey.”  She smiles.  “Get some clothes on and lets go get some fresh air.  What do you say?”

After a moment I give her a nod.  “That’d be nice.”

After a quick shower and a shave I get dressed.  Gone were the days of just picking whatever I could find off the floor and bolting out the door.  Now my clothes were clean and folded, and I actually took a few minutes to make myself look and smell presentable.  With the improved habits came some pride.  I could see in the mirror how much better I looked now and that made me feel good.  Before it never seemed worth the bother but now it was so easy to do.  I wanted to look good for Evelyn.  I wanted to show her that her faith in me was not wholly misplaced.  I wanted her to be proud of her boy.  I would have caged myself for going out but Evelyn must have pocketed it during our scramble out of the washroom yesterday because it was nowhere to be found.  By the time I was ready so was Kitty.  She was dressed in a cute pink collared t shirt and butt hugging jeans that, had I not been her brother, certainly would have turned my head.

Kitty walks up to me and looks me up and down.  “Would you look at us.  Clean up pretty good, huh?”

I grin.  “I’d say so.”

“Come on darling.”  She hooks her arm into mine and together we head up and out.

The weather was perfect so we don’t even bother with jackets.  Kit walked at my side with an air of fresh confidence herself.  I don’t think she was joking when she quipped about letting her live out the fantasy of having a loving husband.  For a former working girl it must have felt refreshing for her to be able to show herself without the fear of being recognized and judged.  And with her wedding band on she would have to worry a lot less about unwelcome attention or illicit propositions.  Out here we weren’t a pair of welfare kids from the hood, we were just another happy young couple chasing the American dream.

I slip my arm around her shoulders and she welcomes the gesture, pressing into my side tighter.  We were just heading down the driveway when she says.  “Should we invite Evelyn?”

“Evelyn?”

“She’s probably alone in there.  Alan’s surely gone to work by now.”

“Oh.”  I hadn’t even thought about it.  Being her ‘boy’ I just assumed that she would come find me if she wanted to see me, but I couldn’t see the harm in it.  “Yeah, why not?”

Together we turn and walk up to the front door.  Kitty rings the doorbell and we wait.  Only a moment later my angel opens the door resplendent in a daisy print short sleeved casual dress.  The dress wasn’t anything special, it was her gorgeous body that made it resplendent.  A touch of make up, her luscious red hair cascading down over both shoulders, skin perfect, and just the perfect amount of that indescribable perfume that had become so evocative to me.  She made looking this good appear effortless.  Adding to this beauty was the way her face lit up the moment she saw us.

“Well good morning!”  She says brightly.

“Good morning.”  I smile back.

“Mornin.”  Kit says.

“What do I owe the pleasure of this visit from my favorite young couple?”

“We’re going for a walk.”  Kitty says.  “We thought we might explore the neighborhood a bit.  It’s such a beautiful day.”

“It certainly is.”  Evelyn replies.  “You are heading out.”  Her eyes turn to me, momentarily flitting down to my crotch.  “Give me a moment and I’ll have him all ready to go.”

“Ready to go?”  Kit asks with a smirk.

“Actually…”  I cut in before any talk of a chastity cage could be had in front of my sister.  “…we were wondering if you wanted to join us.”

The invitation takes her off guard.  “Join you?  On a…walk?”

“Yeah.”  Kitty says.  “Give us the grand tour.  Or at least keep us company.”

She considers it a moment before shaking her head.  “No dear. That is very sweet of you to invite me but you don’t need an old lady slowing the two of you down.”  She says with a kindly smile.  “There is a cafe not so far from here.  There might be others your age you can meet.”

“Old?  Old!?”  Kit laughs.  “Geez Evie, you’re like what…40?  You are hardly a decrepit grandma.”  I suspect my sister purposely low-balled Evelyn’s age to flatter her, it clearly worked.  “It’s not like we’re running a marathon out here.  Come on queen.”  She waves her to join us.  “It’s just a walk with friends.  No biggie.”

“Well…”  She waffles.

Then Kitty plays dirty.  “I think it would make Donny really happy.”

“Oh…uh…”

I lower my chin but keep my gaze deep in her eyes as I plead softly.  “Please Mum?  Take me for a walk?”

“Baby.”  She whispers and in an instant her resistance melts completely.  “Yes, of course.  Give me a minute my dears.”  She rushes back to get her phone and keys and put on a pair of comfortable walking shoes.  It never failed to make me feel good to see how much power my submission actually gave me.  It was thanks to the fact that my caring Evelyn was not a selfish Domme, her baby boy’s happiness was as near and dear to her heart as her own.

As Kitty and I wait patiently at the door and watch Evelyn cheerfully getting ready to join us I whisper to her.  “This was a good idea.”

“I know.”  She says as she lays her head on my shoulder.

A casual stroll in the fresh air on a beautiful day through a quiet neighborhood with my sister and the woman I loved…I couldn’t think of a better way of putting that terrible dream behind me.  My sister, bless her heart, knew this too.

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