'Where's my mom?' Jennie asked Mike.
Mike opened his eyes groggily and rolled over to see who had disturbed him. He looked in the general direction he'd heard the voice from and tried hard to focus. It was no good. He blinked once and tried again; still no good. With an effort he sat up in bed and put his hands to his face. He vigorously rubbed his hands over his eyes and then blinked a couple of more times. He looked to the side of the bed once more and then saw Jennie. Jennie was his girlfriend's eighteen year old daughter and Mike had spent the past five years discovering what a brat she could be when she wanted to.
She was dressed in a denim mini-skirt and some sort of double pull-over top combination. The shirt underneath was pink and had spaghetti straps going over her shoulders. The over-shirt was red, had big blousy sleeves and seemed to have a lot of holes in it; they almost looked like knife slashes and they seemed to be a part of the design.
'I guess that's why she has to wear the undershirt,' he thought to himself.
'Where's my mom!' she asked once more, this time in a louder voice. 'She was supposed to take me to the mall today!' she said in exasperation.
Mike blinked again, not quite understanding. He looked to the other side of the bed to confirm that Debbie wasn't there, but then again, she hardly ever slept with him anymore, then he looked back at Jennie and shrugged.
Jennie swore and smacked her hand down on the bed. Mike gave a yelp and his hands went immediately to his groin. Jennie's hand-smack had caught him square in the testicles and it hurt! Jennie stepped back from the bed with a start. Her eyes were wide and her mouth hung open. As Mike massaged his testicles through the blankets he muttered to himself and swore loudly.
'Jesus!' he shouted. 'What did you do that for?'
Jennie put her hand to her mouth and gasped when she realized what she'd done. She stepped forward slowly and blushed.
'Sorry Mike.' She said quietly. 'I didn't mean to do that.'
Mike grimaced. He threw the blankets back and sat on the edge of the bed. He put his head in his hands and tried to wake himself up. He rubbed his eyes again and sighed heavily. He looked up and saw Jennie grinning at him.
'What?' he asked grumpily.
She giggled and nodded toward his waist. He looked down and realized that he was naked. His cock was semi-hard as it usually was first thing in the morning and it stuck almost straight up from his lap. He grimaced again and looked back toward Jennie.
'So what!' he snarled. 'It's nothing you haven't seen before.'
That was true. Just a week before, Mike and Jennie had gotten high together and had ended up fucking each other's brains out on the living room couch. Considering Mike was Jennie's mother's boyfriend, it would have been considered a risky venture; at least under normal circumstances.
Debbie however was not a very good mother and these were not normal circumstances. Absentee would be the best word to describe her. She was hardly ever to be found at home. If it was daytime, she was likely visiting one of her sisters. If it was nighttime she was probably at bingo. Even when she was home she may as well have been somewhere else. Mike had seen her completely ignore her on several occasions when Jennie had come home from the mall, eager to show her what she'd bought. This made him feel badly for Jennie. As for himself, Debbie slept on the couch most of the time, so she had made ignoring him into an art form as well. It was only natural then that Mike and Jennie had turned to each other in Debbie's absence.
Jennie giggled again when Mike stood up and went to the bedroom door to fetch his bath robe. She was blushing bright red but she didn't turn away or stop watching him as he limped to the doorway. She smiled at the way his semi-hard cock bobbed from side to side as he walked and then realized that his testicles were probably still hurting and so forced the smile off of her face.
'What time is it?' he asked her blearily as he walked out of the bedroom on the way to the bathroom. He had to piss badly.
'Ten o'clock.' Jennie said cheerfully as she followed him.
He walked into the bathroom and parted his robe and started pissing into the toilet. Jennie giggled again and looked away as he urinated. She glanced sideways at his cock a few times while she waited and she started to tingle a little bit, remembering how it had felt when his cock was spurting its cum inside her.
Mike grunted as he flushed and then limped down the stairs. He really needed some coffee. He stepped into the kitchen and started rummaging around for the coffee machine and the rest of the paraphernalia.
Jennie watched him with a half smile on her face as he made the coffee. She knew it wouldn't be easy but she was determined to get Mike to take her to the mall now that she knew her mother had let her down yet again.
'Why do I ever believe anything she says?' She asked herself.
Mike looked at her and frowned. Seeing her smile he knew something was up. He frowned more deeply and muttered to himself that it was just too damn early to have to deal with this crap!
'So do you know where my mom is?' Jennie asked after Mike had taken a couple of sips of coffee.
Mike looked up at her and grinned.
'Is that supposed to be some kind of joke?' he said. 'I never know where she is! Even when she tells me where she's going, which isn't very damn often, I still don't know for sure where she is.'
Jennie pouted and sat down heavily across from Mike.
