Moms Agreement Ch 07

THIS IS A STORY OF FICTION. ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

This is the final chapter of Jacob, his mother and his bullies.

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Upon entering the house, Todd immediately heard it. The grunting, the moans, the clunking sounds against the wall, the persistent squeaking. Having been "around the block" a few times in his life, He knew EXACTLY what was going on upstairs.

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A week earlier, while Gretchen was servicing all 3 boys one evening, Todd had called her cell phone. Since I was downstairs, as I was kicked out after being made to watch them viciously fucking her, I struggled with the promise I had made with my mother not to tell my father the goings on.

"I'm doing this for you, honey," she would remind me. "Once you graduate, I'll end it."

Hearing her cell "ringing" for the third time, I couldn't contain myself anymore. "Hello?" I said, anxiety in my voice.

"Hey Jake!" He began, happy to hear my voice. "How ya doin' buddy!"

Hearing my father's voice, the struggle within me was trying not to crumble. "I'm. I'm..," The uncertainty shown in my voice. "Dad, We need you to come home early. Mom put herself in a situation that has completely gone crazy."

"Put your mother on the phone," he said, as worry began to consume him.

My silence spoke volumes as, even he, could faintly hear what sounded like sex in the background. I had him on FaceTime. "She's..... with him right now," I stammered.

Hearing her bedroom door open, then close quickly, I hurriedly ended the call. "Someone's coming dad, I'm sorry, Just please find a way to get home."

Seeing Marcus coming downstairs, naked and with a lathered matter coating his penis, I realized he had just finished his turn with her.

"Yo' mama is one good fuck," he reminded me, as he opened the refrigerator to grab a Coke. "Kelvin and Theo are tearing her ass up right now. Damn she is loose!"

Chuckling he proceeded to go back upstairs. Hearing the door open again from her bedroom, the panting and grunting was prominent.

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After that evening, my father put into motion whatever he needed to do, to request leave earlier than had been planned. Giving me explicit directives not to inform my mom, he called my cell phone the day before he was finally able to secure an earlier leave. He was furious at my mother, for the obvious infidelity, but my explaining why she was doing it, I figured would absolve her of much of the responsibility.

He told me he was furious the school had done nothing to protect me from Marcus, Kelvin and Theo and he'd handle that separately. But he was also upset that I had not come to him as soon as my mother started this....... agreement. Expressing my own fears of mom telling me not to involve him, dad said he understood, but is still upset. Not at me, but at the whole situation.

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Seeing him walk in the house, I was in the living room, being banished there after Theo and Kelvin left. Being now, 6:30, just the sight of my father, adorned in his military uniform, jolted me out of my reverie.

"Mar.. Marcus! Oh yes! fu.. fuck me!!" The illcit verbiage, unmistakably vocalized from upstairs. Hearing this, Dad froze in his tracks.

The incessant thumping of the headboard banging the wall nonstop, the creaking of the bedsprings, causing a headache inducing commotion.

"Take..my..dick..you..fu..fucking..bitch!" Marcus lashed out.

The grunts, and panting were unsettling to dad. Hearing my mom, in sheer ecstasy caused his mind to start racing.

Noticing my place on the couch, he proceeded to ascend the stairs. Immediately, I jumped off the couch and followed behind him.

"Yes! Yes! Marcus! Har..harder!" The submissive, yet lust-filled cries emanating throughout the middle class home, marked a poignant moment in the chaos falling around

us. "Ungh Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" she repeated in a melodic chant.

Reaching the top of the stairwell, he noticed the door to their bedroom cracked open, just enough that you couldn't fully see in, yet hear every sound permeating from inside.

Listening to my mom, shrieking like a whore in heat, his anger was building. Pushing the door open, so as to survey the surroundings and scenery he was walking into, he needed to see how many of the people I had informed him of, being associated with these vile, lascivious actions.

As the door provided more clarity of the exploitations currently going on, he saw my mom on her back, with her legs flopping around in the bedroom. Black heels on her feet, he also noticed the pantyhose at her hips. With both of her hands, practically clutching Marcus' broad shoulders, her wedding ring glistened, even in the lit sanctuary.

The big body, pretty much on top of her, blocked her sightline of the bedroom door. Barely seeing mom's face, he knew she didn't realize just who was at the door. Focused solely on Marcus, his hips were pistoning in and out of her like a madman. Seeing her head, gnashing from side to side on the pillow, he was astonished at the brutality of the pounding his wife was receiving.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" was being forced out of her lungs, emitting yelp after yelp from each plunge into her 41 year old cunt.

Stepping in swiftly, he went straight for the bed. Marcus, hearing footsteps behind, thought is was me, after telling me to not interrupt them.

Just as Marcus was going to turn his head, the words, "What the fuck Limp..." were interrupted by my father literally pulling him off my mother. Amidst the suddenness that just began, the turmoil that turned a location from one, of pure eroticism and the intertwining of fornication, into utter chaos.

After a couple moments of confusion, the horror on mom's face, realizing dad was winding up to hit Marcus, the realization had set in. "Todd! No!", Mom shouted.

As his right hand connected onto the temple of the overweight human trying to, now, extricate himself from the floor, Mom briskly moved to the beds edge, straightening her body, paralyzed to the scene unfolding.

Sending Marcus crumpling to the deck, dad, full of adrenaline, stood over him, "Where are the others!" Dad shouted, veins bulging from his neck.

Glancing at my mom, sitting at the edge, tattered pantyhose, boobs on full display, her hair disheveled, clear, unadulterated exhaustion wreaking havoc on her face and the terrifying view of the site in play, he shouted to no one in particular. "Where.. are... they..!"

Surprisingly, my dad, all 180 lbs of him, full of adrenaline, picked Marcus back up off the floor. In a daze, blood running from Marcus' nose, Dad hit him again, sending him reeling, once more to the canvas.

"Todd! Stop! You're going to kill him!" Mom shouted, to no avail. Stopping, heavy breathing, dad pointedly demanded, "Where are they Gretchen!"

Quickly interjecting, I chimed in. "Dad, Kelvin and Theo left an hour ago. It's just Marcus!"

"Where's your phone?!" Dad demanded, looking down at Marcus.

Not quite coherent, my mother, instead, stepped in, "It's right here," she pointed, as his phone sat on the nightstand.

Grabbing it, dad grabbed Marcus by his throat. "Open it, if you value your pathetic life."

Slowing pushing the password into his phone, my father ordered, "Send your friends a text message, telling them to come back to the house." Not quite yet finished, dad softly, but forcefully added, "Don't try warning them of my presence."

Typing in the words. dad snatched the phone out of Marcus' hand. Immediately, 2 texts illuminated the screen. "Fuck dawg, I thought you said you was fuckin' her all night," Kelvin had responded. "I can't pass up on fuckin' Limpdick's mom!"

"Shit homie, I'll be there in 20 minutes," Theo said, an emoji of a penis and vagina on the screen.

Tossing me Marcus' phone, he said, "If there are any pictures of your mom on there, erase them."

"Man, fuck you! Gimme me back my phone!" Marcus defiantly demanded.

Paying no attention to Marcus' pleas, I proceeded to erase every photo, no matter what, then pressed delete. "Dad, he also can store them on Cloud," I warned, trying to keep my composure.

By now, mom had covered herself in the sheets on the bed. Silent, I could see the shame flow off her. I felt sorrow and fear, but I also sensed the days of Marcus and his friends bullying me, and using my mom for their own satisfaction, as being over.

Quickly scampering to his closet, dad immediately came out with his 9mm handgun. Seeing it, mom again shrieked. "Todd! Oh My God! No!"

"Shut up and sit, Gretchen," He impatiently said. "Now!" Doing as she was told, she sat.

Refocusing his ire toward Marcus' he ordered, "Open this Cloud thing, right now, you son-of-a-bitch!" Giving Marcus back his phone, dad made sure he knew a gun was being used as a motivation tool. My dad's military career was important to him, so I knew he would never do anything drastic. But just seeing it, Marcus complied.

Taking back the phone, the once hardened demeanor of Marcus turned to stoicism. Fishing through his Cloud, I found, and permanently deleted everything he had on his phone.

"Get up you bastard," Dad said, we're going to greet your buddies downstairs." Looking at my mom, the anger and hurt in his eyes, added, "I'll deal with you, later."

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20 minutes later......

Walking into the house without knocking, as they had been instructed so as to not interrupt anyone, Theo and Kelvin burst through front door. Already removing each item of their clothing in lust-filled haste, anxious for, yet, another go at fucking Mrs. Lamdyke, they never even realized, nor paid atttention to, that second car in the driveway.

Ignoring all that, and removing their sweaters, dropping them just inside the front door foyer, they moved toward the stares.

"Gentlemen," a deep voice summoned, causing the two hornballs to, momentarily, pause. Looking to their right, sat a bloody and disheveled Marcus on the floor on the living room. Holding the 9mm up, so there was no doubt the severity of the situation, Todd motioned with it for the boys to join them.

"Nice of you to join us," Todd quietly said. The look in Todd's eyes, like daggers aimed at a dartboard, burned through the, previously smug, demeanor of the three males, now before him. "Have a seat," he said.

Looking at Todd with disbelief, unsure of how to handle the current situation he added, "It wasn't a request. SIT!" Hastily, the other two perpetrators joined their other friend in the living room.

Just then, Gretchen and Jacob appeared, having come downstairs a few minutes after Todd. Gretchen had managed to put a robe over her exhausted, worn-out body, her hair and makeup, still a visible mess.

Jacob, on the other hand, was brimming with a certain aura, a confidence he never enjoyed, before all this. A little smirk on his face, the shock of his fathers appearance, and how quickly the ball was now in their court, he went and stood near his dad. Gretchen sat on the loveseat, opposite where Todd stood.

Looking at the the three boys, one bloody, and the other two teens. like a "deer in headlights" Todd coldly stated, "So you three bastards decided it was ok to bully someone smaller than you and then take advantage of his mother?"

With their eyes fixed on Todd, in a calmer, but still forceful stance, continued, "What reason would there be, as we stand here, that I shouldn't have pulled this trigger three times already?"

The once dominance manner, displayed by these arrogant males, had vanished, replaced by the fear and shame of the turpitude they lay upon the woman sitting a few feet from them.

Not having anything to say for themselves, theor toughness now in the rearview movement, the silence in the house was deafening. Holding back his anger, Todd looked uo his Jacob and simply said, call 911 and get the police here. Doing as instructed, Jacob quickly left the room.

After another 20 minutes of only Todd speaking, and the three boys scared out of their bloody minds, the police show up. Explaining the details and the gist of the situation, the three hooligans, being, each, 18 years of age, were promptly arrested.

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The fallout from the situation was swift. Marcus, Theo and Kelvin were promptly charged with sexual assault (not rape, as that allegation wasn't proven) and assault and battery on Jacob. Todd was not charged, as he was justified in protecting his family.

As the legal proceeding began, Gretchen learned she had become pregnant. Assuming her birth control had finally failed her, overwhelmed by the constant sex she was having, she went against her own morals and had an abortion.

After a few agonizing weeks, the three boys took plea deals, minimizing what could have been lengthy jail sentences. They were ultimately expelled from school, not being able to graduate. Word got around that the three were found at Jacob's house. Not knowing the true reasons for their legal issues, no one ever learned of what Gretchen did, to try to protect her son.

But the damage this scenario caused to the family dynamic, took a very long time to overcome. Todd was disgusted with the fact that his wife felt she had to stoop that low in order to "protect" her son. Coming to ANY agreement that involved allowing others to use you, sexually, physically nauseated him.

Hearing Gretchen that night, in obvious ecstacy, as Marcus was pummelling her insides, on their marital bed, and then SEEING the two of them, rutting away like animals, warranted, rightfully so, talks of divorce.

Jacob, in his mothers defense, and at the time, for fear of his bullies, vigorously went to bat for her. He begged his dad not to divorce his mother. Sure, the extremes she went to, against her own moral, religious beliefs, could be called into serious question, but Jacob loved his mom and dad.

Over time, healing came about. Todd requested, and was approved a transfer to be stateside. Dealing with Jacob's school, Todd ultimately had to threaten a lawsuit. Claiming the school administrators had failed him, and probably others, at the hands of bullies, he inquired about legal advice. Through an attorney, the school quickly buckled, not wanting and litigation to move forward.

Securing a written and public apology from the Superintendent and the Principal, as well as pressuring them to hold school wide assemblies, talking about the seriousness of bullying, Jacob was in agreement, so Todd didn't push any further.

Within the family itself, Todd and Gretchen sought marriage counselling. Being in the military, many of their meeting had to take place via, the computer. Gretchen expressed regret and remorse vigorously trying to explain her reasons. Gretchen dealt with the shame of her own actions, knowing that everytime she looked at her husband, but moreso her own son, the memories of her deeds, her moans, her cries of ecstasy, at the hands of the three, could never be erased.

A few months later, Jacob graduated from high school, with a full scholarship to a music school in Boston, but not Julliard, as he had long dreamed. But through tumult, the bullying and everything else they endured, Jacob's confidence grew. Focused on his future, and the positive outlook for his parents future, albeit a work-in-progress, everything would soon be ok.

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