I woke up with J.J.'s head against my chest. He was snoring lightly. I could hear Duke out on the couch, snoring more loudly. I glanced at the clock. 6:13. Derek would be getting up for school soon. The shower and the nap had helped to refresh me, but almost every move I made sent aches through me.
My movements woke J.J. His face pressed against my breasts as his eyes opened. "I love your boobs."
"Derek will be up soon. You and Duke should leave."
"Mmmm...you really love that kid. You're a great mother."
I shrugged, thinking back to the gangbang last night. "Yeah, I'm sure I'll be the mother of the year."
"Seriously, not a lot of mothers would defend their kids the way you did."
"Would your mother?" I wondered.
J.J. thought for a moment. "I don't know. I never really knew her. She died when I was four."
"Sorry. What happened?"
J.J. nuzzled my breasts with his lips, sucking on my left nipple a bit. "Drugs."
"And your father?" I stroked his hair as he suckled, feeling my nipple stiffen as he toyed with it.
"Died a few years back at work." He shifted to the other nipple. "Steel mill accident."
"Any other family?" I felt myself squirm against him as his lips worked at my breasts, both nipples erect now.
J.J. kissed at each nipple by turns. "Nope. None local, anyway. Just me. The gang is my family."
I heard Derek walking around upstairs, awake now. "How old are you?"
J.J. looked up at the ceiling, hearing Derek also. "Twenty."
I pushed at him, freeing myself as I stood, still naked. "Twenty? You aren't even old enough to drink!"
J.J. lay there, smiling up at me. "That's your worry after last night? How old did you think I was?"
"Older than twenty." I pulled on a robe and moved to the door. "Stay in here until Derek's off to school."
"What about Duke?"
I could hear Derek coming down the stairs. "I'll deal with that. Just stay in here. Quietly!"
Closing the door, Derek stopped at the bottom of the steps, glancing over at Duke. "What's he doing here, Mom?"
"He stayed to be sure you get to school and that I don't run away before we get the drugs and money back. We have a week." Looking at Derek and hugging him tightly. "I have a week, I mean. I'll figure this out." Hugging him tight, stroking his hair. "It'll be fine, honey. I promise."
* * * * *
Derek headed off to school after a bite of breakfast. Duke went along with Derek to make sure he got to school safely. I opened the bedroom door to see J.J. lying in bed, messing with his phone. "Just reliving last night. You were looking good with all that black cock in ya."
Glancing down at his hard cock, I moved to the bathroom to clean up and put on some makeup. "I'm sure you'll enjoy the memories for a long time."
"You just gonna leave me laying here with a hard dick?"
"I can't believe you didn't get enough last night."
"I'll never get enough of your sexy MILF titties and pussy." J.J. made a show of checking my naked body. "And that phat ass!"
"I have things to do today, remember?" I checked my makeup in the poor yellow light. Not at all as good as at the T.V. station, but it would do. I had light bulbs that better matched the professional makeup mirrors, but they were packed away in my stuff with the movers. I smoothed some concealer beneath my eyes, making it blend better. I wasn't looking my best, but at least I didn't look like I had just been at an all-night gangbang. I hoped.
"What things you gotta do?"
"Get your drugs and money back. Unless you don't care about that anymore."
J.J. laughed. "I care, but can't that wait for after you fix my hardness problem, woman?"
I motioned for him to get up. Once he was out of the way, I smoothed the sheets and laid down, setting my phone for a selfie. I held the camera up above me and posed, breasts in the frame and looking wistful and desirable, I hoped. I checked the pic and edited it, filtered my face just a bit to fix what the makeup hadn't, then texted it to Borth's cell.
J.J. watched this happen. "Borth is getting a sexy pic, huh?"
I nodded, watching and waiting for a reply. I could see that the text had been marked as being read by the recipient.
J.J. looked me over, then moved to sit by my side in bed. "You aren't really his style. You sure this is gonna work?" He leaned over to nuzzle at my breasts again with soft kisses.
"I thought he would text me last night." My nipples were awakened again by J.J.'s lips on them.
"Rumor is that he usually goes for the high school girls."
"Well, he seemed happy to let me suck him off, and he couldn't stop staring at my chest."
J.J. slid his hand down to finger me as he kissed my breasts by turns. "No doubt...just sayin', he may need a bit more work than your sexy self is used to in order to get his full attention."
I listened to J.J. as more time went by with no reply. My legs parted wider for J.J.'s fingers as I laid back on my bed, phone falling to the side. "He wants me. He saw me when I used to anchor the news." It was as much to reassure myself as to share what Borth had told me.
J.J. slid up on top of me, kissing my neck as he slid another finger inside, the two fingers moving in and out sensually. "I hope so. I don't want to have this turn ugly if you don't get the money and drugs back." He looked down at his fingers, a bit of blood on them.
I shrugged. "Vaginal tearing. I used to get that with my ex when we were first dating."
J.J. stopped and lay by my side. I looked over at his disappointed face. "It happens. I didn't say to stop, did I?" I stood up and bent over the bed, legs parted. J.J. stood and moved behind me, sliding the head of his hard dick up to my wet lips. Pausing just a few heartbeats, then pushing the head inside my pussy.
I gasped at the soreness and tightened my eyes against the mild pain. J.J. stroked his shaft in and out slowly until he saw me nodding encouragingly. His strokes changed to full length and were more needful, his hands guiding my hips to match his thrusts. My hand slid down to finger my clit, face buried in the sheets, legs spread wide, and ass raised high as I rocked back and forth beneath J.J.
My body ached and was sore, but that soon passed, and I was trembling in need. I pushed back to meet J.J.'s thrusts, wanting it harder, rougher. Needing it to be more urgent, finger circling on my pulsing clit. I heard my phone vibrating, and it took long seconds for me to realize it was a call, not a text. Borth.
My hand shot out to my phone to answer it. J.J. kept driving his black cock into me. "Hello?" I half-gasped.
"I like the picture."
J.J. seemed to enjoy my predicament, driving even harder against me, his hands tight on my hips before they moved to cup my breasts roughly, still driving his cock in deep with each thrust.
"I'm glad. When are you going...to stop by and...enjoy the real thing?"
"Are you ok?" Borth wondered.
"Yes...I..I...just ran upstairs to get your call." I felt J.J. tense, shooting his seed inside me.
"I see," Borth replied. "How about lunchtime today? Noon at your place? More private than here."
"Perfect. I'll see you then."
J.J.'s cum dripped down my thighs as the call ended. "Looks like someone has a lunch date," J.J. whispered in my ear as he laid across my back, sliding his still-hard cock slowly back and forth inside me. My mind shifted from morning sex to figuring out how I would handle Borth's visit.
* * * * *
I fell asleep on the bed. J.J. woke me up later than I would have wanted with Borth on his way over at noon. J.J. made sure I was alright and headed off. In my car, I should add, since he was holding it as security.
I jumped in the shower again and cleaned up carefully. I was standing in the bathroom nude, putting on my makeup, when I was startled to see Borth standing at the bedroom door watching me. "Oh, shit! You scared the hell out of me!" I started to reach for my robe and then thought better of it. "Sorry, I didn't hear you knock since I was in here."
Borth stared at my naked body in a way that made me uncomfortable and scared. I clumsily started putting on my makeup again. Borth said. "I didn't knock. Knocking is for people who aren't invited over. Knocking assumes you have a choice to let me in." He looked around the bedroom as he moved closer to me in the bathroom.
"I'm almost done getting ready. I'll meet you in the living room in a few."
Borth ignored me, coming up behind me and putting his hands through my long dark hair, feeling it with long strokes, pulling it to each side, and draping it over each shoulder. "Put it in two pigtails, one on each side." His hands ran over my bare shoulder, along my back, down to pat my ass cheek. "Like a schoolgirl."
It was all I could do not to flinch from his touch. J.J. was right about Borth. I reached into the cabinet for hair ties for the classic schoolgirl pigtail look. "You like?"
Borth sat on the edge of the bed. "I do. Very nice." Looking over to the closet, he wondered. "Do you have a schoolgirl costume, by any chance?"
"I don't. I could probably do something close, but the movers still have most of my clothing."
Borth nodded as he moved to the closet. "You keep getting ready. I'll find something for you. You'll need to go shopping for a nice sexy schoolgirl costume, though." He quickly looked through my clothes in the closet, seemingly not finding what he wanted. "You know the kind? Button up shirt with the mid-rift bare, short sexy skirt, and stockings." He pulled out a white silk button-up business blouse, a bit on the sheer side. It had a faint stain from a party I had attended years ago. I kept it around for housework since it felt too expensive to throw away. "Wear this."
