I was woken up by the sound of a phone ringing. It took me a second to remember I was in the shed and my bully, Marcus, was only feet away cleaning up after I had watched him have sex with my mom. I panicked and thought it was mine. I scrambled to get it out of my pocket and breathed a quiet sigh of relief that it wasn't mine.
I sat up and peaked through the boxes. Marcus was rummaging through his hoody and pulled out his phone. We he saw who was calling, he smiled.
"What up dawg?" Marcus asked when he answered. I immediately knew it was Davis, his best friend that was calling. Davis was also on the basketball team and then two of them were as close as brothers. He was pretty much a carbon copy of Marcus, right down to being an ass.
"Nah. I am still at the scrawny little shits place." He answered. "Should be out of here soon."
"Yeah. I know later than the other days, but had a late start." He said with a laugh.
"Nah. I was here on time, just didn't get to working for a while."
"Dude, it is kind hard to have shit around a shed when you are bulls deep in a pussy and sucking some of the best tits I have seen in a long time." Marcus listened for a second. "Not lying bro. I had her laying on this old metal bench hear, and fed her my cock. I gotta say, her pussy was as tight as a virgins. No joke. She was too tight to give her a hard fuck. You know what that means?"
I was starting to get pissed off. It was bad enough that he had sex with my mom, but bragging about it to Davis, meant that by Monday everyone in the school would know. At the same time, I wasn't surprised. Marcus had to brag about everything he did. If he could get attention for whipping his ass, he would brag about that.
"Nah man. It means she will be back for more. Went slow and steady till she came all over my cock. Would have kept going, but ya know that look when first time a MILF takes it and it's over? The look that goes from pure bliss to oh shit? Ya, she had that.
"But those tits!! Take Ms. Madison's big fake ones, make them real, rounder, and fuller and you got this bitches. Best tits man, I tell ya."
I was looking around where I was for something hard and heavy. I wanted to pick it up, sneak over, and clock him over the head. He was talking about my mom, not some street whore!
"Speaking of those tits," Marcus said as he looked out the window. "They are walking this way. Will fill you in tonight." He disconnected the phone and quickly put it back in his hoody before moving some boxes.
Shortly there after, my open the door and walked in. I was worried how she would look but she appear to have fixed her dress and brushed her hair. She looked normal, not angry or lustful.
"I brought you some water." She said and handed him to bottles. She looked around the shed after he took them.
"Thanks." Marcus said and unscrewed the top. "I put all the stuff that looked like trash by the door. On the left I put stuff I thought you might like to keep. On the right is stuff I know you could see."
Mom walked over to the boxes and bags pilled on the left. While was walk Marcus took sips from the water bottle and looked down to stare at my mom's ass. His eyes never left it. I saw this determined look cross his face and he took his free hand and started to rub his cock through his shorts.
Oh God! He is going to try to have sex with her again! I thought as I watched. I felt my cock start to harden but my mind didn't want it to happen.
Mom looked down at the items, scanning to see if there was anything important. Then she bent over and started to rummage through them to see what was there. Marcus smiled as he watched. When her dress still covered her as she bent over, Marcus bent down into a crouch. As the smile grew, I knew he was seeing what he wanted.
I looked over at mom. I was looking at her from the side, having a good view of all of her. I could see her dress was barely covering her butt. I could see here the top of her thighs meeting her butt. I knew that from the lower view that Marcus had, he could see her ass and pussy, especially if she hadn't put any underwear on.
Mom picked something from the pile and stood up as she looked at it. I don't know if that was the moment Marcus was looking for or if couldn't wait any longer. He slowly started to walk over to him as he adjust his cock so the bulge was pointing up. When he got within inches of her, he wrap his arms around her and pulled her into him.
"Marcus! What do you think you are doing?" She said in shock feeling his body pressing against hers.
"You can't help it, can you?" He said as he put his head right behind her ear and ignored her comment. His arms were firmly around her waist, one on top of the other as he pressed his crotch against her back. "So fucking hot! So sexy!"
"T-t-thank you." She said as she tried to step forward and move her head to the side away from. Marcus held on to her firmly, prevent her from moving. "But you have to stop. Not again."
"You smell so good." Marcus said as took a deep breath in. "And feel even better." He move her his arms from around her waist so that his hands was roaming around her sides and her stomach. He started to grind his hips against her.
"Please." Mom said as she put her hands on top of his and tried to pull them off but they wouldn't move. "I can't do this to Kevin. He would kill me if he found out!"
"That scrawny little shit will never know. I will never say anything to him again." He said as he started to slide his hands up the sides of her body.
I realized the same thing as Marcus already knew, from what he learned this morning. Mom's weak spot was her breasts. They were obviously sensitive and sent her over the edge very quickly.
"I love these tits." He said as he cupped them in his hands and moved his thumbs back and forth across her nipples. "You should cover them up!"
"Marcus...please...I...Oh god!" She moaned as he pinched her hard nipples. She looked down, biting her lip as she saw his hands on her breasts.
I knew Marcus wasn't playing around. He moved his hands and grab the front of her dress. I watched as his hands became fists as he grabbed the fabric of her dress.
"You should cover them up!" Marcus said. With one swift motion he pulled his hands outward. There was multiple popping sounds as buttons flew off and her dress opened wide.
"Marcus!" My mom yelped in surprise.
