Maria confronts her sons bullies - part 2
Preface. Please note that this work is a piece of complete fiction and should be treated as such. This story is a continuation of "Maria confronts the bullies" which is also available on this site.
It had been a few days since Maria had visited Brad in his home, and thankfully things were now going back to normal. The bruises on Marias bottom had faded then disappeared and now it was as if it was all just a dream. She had been tense when Mark had come home from school on the Monday, but nothing had happened to him, he seemed fine, in fact over the next few days he seemed more confident and happier than he had been for some time, so it appeared that Brad had honoured his promise after all.
By the end of the week Maria plucked up the courage to ask her son about school, and when asked he was very open about it. Apparently, Brad now avoided him ever since Mark had "kicked his ass" but it was his next statement that was worrying - when he started to brag about shoving Brads friends around. It seemed that as Brad was the ringleader of his gang, Mark now felt he could shove the rest of them round too.
Maria pleaded with her son to just avoid them all and not to become the aggressor, but Mark just shrugged her off and went about his business. Maria decided to leave it, as if Brad was not being a problem now, then maybe all would be well.
As she lay in bed that night, she found her hand wandering down and started gently playing with herself. Instinctively she pulled it away; she had stopped masturbating years ago when her marriage had broken down, the anger and bitterness when her husband had left and divorced her had killed her sex drive. Now at the age of 44 she considered that sort of behaviour was behind her, she was too old, and it had been too long.
However, her mind kept drifting back to Brad and that afternoon in his room. She hadn't been fucked like that for years, his sweaty musk and his hard cock came back into her mind, and before she knew it her hand was back on her clit, rubbing away.
She pressed down harder on her clitoris as she played, thinking about Brads hardness that day, and how he had held her on top of him as he`d spurted his load inside her. She shuddered as her orgasm took her and had to stifle a moan as she came against her fingers for the first time in years.
Embarrassed again, she turned over and closed her eyes to seek some sleep. Damn him, why couldn't she stop thinking about him...
Another week came and went, and Maria had just finished lunch. Mark was at high school, and she had just been thinking about doing some housework when her peaceful silence was pierced by the doorbell ringing. Maria wandered to the door, expecting to see the usual delivery man and her heart momentarily froze when she opened the door, in front of her stood Brad!
"Well, Hi there Maria!" Brad stated cockily.
Maria just stood there stunned staring at Brad as if in a dream. Eventually she replied, "Brad? But how... what, what do you want? Why are you here?"
"I thought I'd come and see my new girlfriend!" exclaimed Brad, still as cocky as ever.
"Keep your voice down!" Maria hissed, snapping to her senses. "And I'm not your girlfriend as you well know Brad." She tried to take control of the moment, "How did you find where I live? I don't want you here, not after what happened" she stated firmly.
"Awwww don't be like that" Brad replied loudly, "We all know where Mark lives, so I thought I'd come round and see if he's here. Is he in???"
"No, he's not as you well know" Maria replied. "He`s at school, as you know should be too, I don't doubt young man." Maria glared at Brad. "Now go away and leave us alone."
Brad frowned and took his mobile phone out of his pocket, pressing a button to illuminate the screen and showing it to Maria. His wallpaper was a picture of Maria, naked and with her legs spread wide so they disappeared out of each side of the screen, and a dark patch on the bed sheet just below her exposed pussy.
"Like my new wallpaper??" Brad asked smugly. "Got a video to go with it too!" he added enthusiastically. His face then dropped to a more serious glare, "and I'm getting a lot more shit from your pussy of a son this week too" he growled menacingly. "Now let me fucking in, and let's talk."
Maria stared at the phone screen, then Brad. "Fine then but make it quick." With that she stepped back to allow Brad into her house, glancing at the neighbours windows across the street to see if anyone was looking, thankfully no-one seemed to be around.
Now inside, Brad strode confidently down the hall and found himself in Marias large well-lit kitchen, and sauntered up to her fridge and opened it, before closing the door and complaining "What - no beer???"
"Brad" Maria stated sharply. "What do you want, why are you here?"
"It's about our little arrangement." Brad replied. Maria cut him off "we don't have an arrangement Brad, you took advantage of me and fucked me, and now you will leave my son alone like you said you would!"
Brad eyeballed Maria, "Hmmmmmmm yes I did, and I have left him alone, haven't I?" Maria didn't answer, so Brad continued, "the problem now is your pussy assed son thinks he can abuse me whenever he likes, he's been threatening me, and in front of my friends too. Now, I want to hold up my end of the bargain, but I didn't agree to be abused by the little prick, and it doesn't look good in front of my friends either. I wanted to let you know going to get his ass kicked Maria, if not from me, then from my friends. Unless of course, you want to stop this?"
Maria groaned in her head, remembering her conversation with her son, so had he now actually become the aggressor she thought to herself? "Look, I'll speak to him, I'm sorry he's been an asshole recently, I'll put a stop to it."
"Too late Maria" Brad replied sharply, "he's already crossed the line. They`ll be waiting on him on his way home today. Unless you can persuade US differently."
"No!" Maria shouted. "You will all leave him alone!" Brad just stared at her blankly and didn't say a word. Marias heart sank, how could this be happening again? She looked at him and he met her gaze and as she watched as his eyes dropped down to stare blatantly at her chest.
Suddenly his eyes snapped back up to meet her stare. "Right Maria, here's what we're going to do. I'm a man of my word, so I'm going to go and stop my buddies from beating on your boy this aft. But our little arrangement - it ends now. Do you hear me!"
Maria was shocked, it hadn't even been 2 weeks since Brad had fucked her. "Brad!" she exclaimed, "This isn't fair, it's not been long?"
Brad raised his voice, pointing at her as he did so. "Your pussy assed son has just upped the stakes Maria, my reputation is getting trashed because of his big mouth - so no, it's been long enough already. My buddy's will be round at my house on Friday eve for a few beers, I think it's time you came and joined us."
"What, I don't understand..." stammered Maria, trying to figure out what he meant.
Brad laughed then smiled at her before replying, "It means if you want Mark left alone next week, then you`d better be at my house this Friday at 7pm. And wear something sexy babe, cos you`ll be spending the evening on your knees!"
With that he turned and walked confidently out of the front door, leaving it wide open and headed off down the street. Maria stood and stared at the open door for a while then hurried down the hall and closed it, checking to see that there were still no neighbours around, thankfully there was still no one around.
She went back into the kitchen and sat back down contemplating what had just happened, how did Brad know where they lived? She hadn't considered he could just turn up at her house. What if Mark had been home? What would have happened then? And what did he mean by spending the evening on her knees?
Maria was quiet that evening, even Mark asked her why she was so quiet at the dinner table, Maria just told him she wasn't feeling well, in fact, she was lost in her thoughts for what to do.
She went to bed early that night, trying to get some sleep to get away from it all, drifting off to an uneasy sleep.
When Maria woke early the next morning, she felt better, though immediately her mind went back to Brads ultimatum. What was she to do? Could she go through with it? Where would this all end if she did, should she just go to the police and report this? No, she decided, if she did, then the whole sordid story would come out, no doubt Mark would find out, and those pictures and videos would be aired in some courtroom or other.
She lay and for the first time contemplated actually going round to Brads on that Friday. Could she really go through with it? Would she get hurt? She decided she really needed some control over the situation, she just wasn't sure how to get it...
Friday came round all too quickly, Mark disappeared off to high school as normal and Maria was left on her own again, with just the clock for company - time which seemed to be passing waaay to quickly. Before she knew it, Mark had returned from school, and she prepared and served him dinner. It was now 6pm, time to get ready if she was going to go through with this.
She looked through her wardrobe, but all she really had were jeans/leggings and loose baggy summer dresses. She was a size 14, so she generally avoided tight clothes to try and hide her belly, which left very little choice for what to wear.
The only thing she had left was a black mini dress, though she hadn't worn it for years. She tried it on, and to her surprise it still fitted, although she noticed that it really accentuated her 36G breasts, and sat a little higher than she would like, the bottom of the dress finishing quite a bit above her knee.
She slipped on a pair of low black heels and looked at herself in the mirror, and thought how sexy she looked, it was first time in years she had made an effort on herself and was quite pleased with the result, the black dress also really made her natural blonde shoulder length hair stand out. She had to admit, she looked good.
It was now 6:30 and time to leave. Mark saw her as she collected her car keys, giving her a whistle, "Wow mum, you look amazing! Who's the lucky guy??"