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(Bucket-List Progress: 16/104 = 15.4%)
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The next morning, Emily, her mom, and I showered together.
Once we were dressed, we hugged and kissed Lena before she got into her car and headed for home.
Emily and I got to Maria's in time to give her hugs before she left to meet Emily's mom to help her navigate the ramifications of her dad being released from police custody.
As we worked through the morning on the landscaping job, we kept waiting for the attorney to return - so that we could get an update on her mom.
By lunch-time, Emily was beginning to worry. We called Maggie. She said that she was with them, covering the landscaping office phones remotely, with a sign on the door to say that she'd be back as soon as possible.
We were wrapping things up for the day when Mrs. Ramirez returned. She headed straight over to talk to us.
"I'm moving your mom out of the house," she reported. "The judge is being a pain in the ass and I'm not taking a chance on David showing up with a gun that he borrowed from somebody else. I'll keep her here tonight and we'll move her around between the Coffee Club members until I can find her someplace permanent."
"Dad's getting the house?" Emily asked Maria.
"The judge has everything in limbo - which does your mom no good. I'm just not willing to take chances. At this point, yes, I'm just ceding the house to him and looking for something else for her."
"How soon are you taking her by the house to get her stuff?" she asked.
"I'm meeting her and Maggie in a couple hours. You coming?" the attorney inquired.
"We'll run home and shower and meet you there," Emily said.
Emily looked at me, her eyes questioning.
I said, "Of course. You don't even have to ask."
She wrapped me in a hug.
Maria made it a threesome. "You're such a teddy-bear," Mrs. Ramirez told me, stealing a kiss.
Emily gave her a mock glare.
The Latina lawyer responded by laughing at my girlfriend and groping my crotch.
Emily threw her arms around her and said, "Thanks for helping mom!"
"Sweet girl, your mother and I have been friends for a long time. There's no way you could keep me from it."
"Still," Emily said.
"If you keep this up," Maria told her, "I'll just take advantage of your gratitude by stealing your boyfriend for a night or two."
"Maybe one," Emily said.
"Deal!" Maria said, laughing.
"You'll need to clear it with Maggie," Emily warned her.
"<No hay problemo!> Not a problem," she said, laughing even harder.
Emily and I ran home, showered, and headed to her parents' house. When we arrived, there was a squad car in the street in front of the property.
We stopped at the edge of the neighbor's yard, parked the car, and called Maggie to get our instructions. Emily put her on speakerphone.
"Hold tight," Maggie told us. "Can you stay there and let us know when David leaves?"
"Yes," we both said.
"Okay," she replied. "Text or call me as soon as he clears out."
We got tired of sitting in the car and stood outside, leaning against the vehicle, getting some fresh air.
David came out with a backpack and a suitcase. He headed towards the cop car with the two officers. When he spotted the two of us, he yelled at me, "I thought I told you to stay away from my daughter."
"Ignore him," Emily whispered.
"I'm fucking your wife too, buddy," I whispered, glaring at him.
Emily reached down, rubbed her palm against my groin, and smiled at her dad.
"If he was sober enough to remember that," I said.
"Yeah?"
"Then he can't blame the alcohol for hitting your mom."
"We'll mention it to Maria."
I nodded.
As soon as the squad car pulled away, Emily called Maggie and let them know it was clear. The two of us hurried inside with the moving boxes we'd grabbed from the store.
I taped boxes together as Emily began filling them - leaving the tops open. She had a big marker to write the room name on each one as she packed it, adding a unique number to individually identify each carton.
She took a few minutes and grabbed some things from her own bedroom. These went into separate boxes that would go to my place. She wrote her name on them, and I took those to the truck.
By the time the girls arrived, we had most of her mom's stuff ready. Lena kissed me and went to check on her daughter. Emily explained what we were doing and her mom quickly went through what we had finished, snapped pictures with her phone, and closed up the boxes for Maria and Maggie to carry out. As soon as I had finished taping the rest of the boxes together that we needed, I helped the two of them with carrying.
A half-hour later, we were following Mrs. Ramirez's car back to her house. She would be keeping most of the boxes in the back of one of her garages.
As soon as Lena's things were packed away, we all went to grab some dinner. As we waited for the food to arrive, Maria went back over the plan with the group. Emily and I told the attorney about her father's comment and our observations. After that, we talked about anything except Emily's dad for the rest of the evening.
After dinner, Emily and I headed to my place. Maggie headed to hers. Lena and Maria headed to her house. As we drove, I noticed that I had a text from mom. I hadn't been to the house since graduation and she wanted to see me.
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The next morning, Maria and Lena both came out to help us with the landscaping. We'd worked for an hour or so before Emily's mom looked at her younger near-twin and complimented her on how hard she was working. She gripped her daughter's bicep in her fingers and gasped. Emily giggled.
We worked for a few more minutes before Maria asked me if I could come inside and help her move a bed. Emily's mom started howling in laughter. When Emily asked what was going on, I told her that those were the words that Maggie had used to get me into her house for the sexual encounter that eventually turned into my bucket-list.
"Well," Emily said, grinning. "Go on, then."
Maria took her gloves off, and held her hand out to me. I pulled my gloves off, handed them to Lena - who laughed - and then followed the attorney into the house.
I warned her than I needed to wash my hands and she informed me that we'd be fucking in her shower.
I followed her into the master bedroom, lay my clothes next to hers, and followed her into the bathroom. She turned on the shower and pulled me under the steamy spray.
We cuddled together. She tucked my prick up into her gap and I slowly fucked her as we touched and kissed. When she told me she was ready, I grabbed her ass in my hands, lifted her up, waited for her to reach down and line us up, and then dropped her onto my cock.
For a few minutes I just held her tightly and flexed my hips to fuck a couple inches of my prick in and out of her. Maria Ramirez was a gorgeous woman and I was so thankful for all that she was doing for Lena. I told her that. She kissed me lustily and told me she was ready to be fucked.
I took her ass in my hands again and slid her up and down my length. As she asked for more speed, I gave it to her. When she begged me to slam her cunt onto my cock with reckless abandon, I did as she asked. She hung onto my neck as I fucked her.
The second time she came, I felt her hot spray splash onto my groin and I roared as I came inside of her.
After I had finished, she warned me that she had just started taking birth control pills again - with the hopes that we'd be able to spend more time together. I kissed her and hugged her and told her to work it out with Maggie and Emily - but that I was more than happy to cum inside of her as often as she wanted.
We finished cleaning up and returned to the yard. Maria left her gloves in the house. By the time we joined Lena and Emily, Emily's mom was tuckered out.
"This is hard work," she told her daughter.
We hugged her mom and gave her kisses and then Emily told her to go take a nap.
"I don't need a nap," she growled.
When we took our lunch-break, Maria leaned out of the garage to tell us that Lena was sound asleep on the couch.
By the end of the day, we were a little more than half-way done with the Ramirez job. I had no clue how much she had negotiated with Ron for the project, but she (obviously) wasn't hurting for money.
I didn't have an evening "session" scheduled so we checked in at the house before we headed home. Lena asked what our plans were and I told her that we were going to shower and then grab a burger at the diner mom worked at. She asked Maria where she was sleeping - to which the lawyer responded that she'd be staying with her again. Maria told her to go with us and have a good time.
"I doubt I'll let the boy fuck me again," Lena confided to her friend as she got ready to leave with us. "I'm still not walking so good."
"Tell me about it," Maria said, giggling.
The two of them hugged and Emily's mom hopped into the landscaping truck with us. Emily shoved her over by me and then scooted close, we wrapped our arms around her as I drove back to the office. She laid her head against my side and patted my leg, leaving her hand at the edge of my lap as I navigated through traffic.
"What are your intentions towards my daughter, young man," she asked me, smirking a little.
"I intend to tarnish her virtue as often as possible," I reported, "and - if she has anything to say about it - eventually marry her. I think she has one or two kids planned as well."
She leaned up and kissed my cheek. Then she leaned towards her daughter and gave her equal treatment.
"I would never have dreamed of this strange relationship we're in but I'm so thankful for both of you," she said.
"Knock that shit off, mom," Emily told her. "You'll have us all bawling."
Lena's arms reached around behind us and she gave us a squeeze - keeping her arms there for the remainder of the trip.
At home, we tried to tempt her to join us in the shower but she assured us that she knew it was just a trap to get us to abuse her poor body some more. She headed to the bedroom to sit and wait for us. When we entered the room, we found that our laundry had been pulled out of the dryer, sorted, folded, and stacked on the bedcovers. Lena giggled as I gave her a naked hug and leaned down to give her a quick kiss.
Once the two of us were dressed, we returned to the truck to head to the diner. On the way there, I asked Emily if she thought we could take over paying mom's house payments. She said that the utilities - which were the only recurring bills that I had - weren't much at all. She said that, unless mom's payments were something astronomical, it should be no problem.
We stepped inside of the diner and were told to sit wherever we wanted. I knew which tables were mom's, so I headed to where I usually sat. I snagged two menus from the rack on the way by. I didn't need one but that would give the others time to decide.
Mom was busy, as usual, but headed our way with three menus in her hand.
"Oh!" she said, when she saw that we didn't need them.
I stood to hug her.
"Chrissy?" Lena said.
"Lena Matthews?!"
Emily's mom stood and hugged my mom.
"It's Kruger now - at least for the time being."
