A Mother Returned Pt 18

Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!

"You're late for supper, Teddy." Penelope frowned at her son.

"Cut him some slack, Penny. He's been busy ... investigating." Meredith gave Theodore her most winning smile. When he smiled back, her heart skipped a beat. She turned her smile on Penelope.

I might still have a chance with her. Can you imagine it? Mother and son in one night? I'll charm them into letting me stay for a while.

"Meredith?" Penelope sipped her wine.

"Yes?" Meredith nodded.

"You're smiling and staring at me. It's pleasant. But also a little unsettling." Penelope laughed to show her friend it was no big deal.

I have a friend! What would Felix think of her?

Theodore sat at the table watching the women stare at each other, smiling their faces off. He shook his head. His mother was a bit off her rocker. Her long list of sundered bodices attested to that. But he got the feeling that Meredith was even more insane. "So, I think we just have to get this out in the open." Two sets of eyes turned toward him expectantly. "I fucked your friend, Mom." He saw Meredith's eyes go wide. It was unexpected that he could shock her. His mother cocked her head at him, like she was trying to determine his angle. Theodore shrugged under their combined gaze. He saw Winifred shaking her head slowly at her post by the door. He sipped some water. "She came onto me, and we fucked. Without a condom."

"Well ... I know what you two have done is improper. You're not courting her. You're not dating her. She's nearly twice your age." Penelope watched her son choke on some water. "Well, she is."

Theodore coughed. More than anything, he was relieved that she wasn't okay with it. He wanted her to be jealous. He needed her to be jealous.

Mom needs to show me that she wants me in more ways than jumping me whenever I get angry.

"Really, Penny. I don't think that's fair." Meredith's face fell. Maybe she'd misread the situation.

Penelope waited for her son to stop coughing. When he was better, she held up her finger. "There is a but. I haven't gotten to the but yet." She wagged her finger at her son and Meredith. "But ... Teddy

is

getting over a messy breakup. A new woman would be good for him. And you're both consenting adults. So, as long as it's a healthy thing for you two, how could I complain? I think it's lovely that two parts of my life are coming together." She crashed her gloved hands into each other, wiggling her fingers together. "About the condom, I hope you were safe."

A good mother wants her son to be happy and safe.

"Mom ... I ..." Theodore's blood boiled. "Aren't you jealous?"

"Gosh, Teddy. What a thing to say! How could I be ... um ..." Penelope felt her cheeks heating. "Victoria was just telling me that she thought you were more upset about her letting

you

sleep with other people than the idea of

her

sleeping with other people." Penelope turned to Meredith. "Victoria is his wonderful ex-girlfriend."

"You've been talking to Victoria behind my back?" Theodore's brow furrowed, his grip tightened on the water glass.

"You knew I was sending her messages. She cares about you. And ... she's my friend." Penelope felt her belly turn over. "I needed to tell her what happened to you ... to us ... at that awful drug house."

Meredith was too polite to clap, but whatever was happening at the table certainly had her entertained. She longed for popcorn. "Drug house?"

"It's a long -"

"Fuck, Mom. You fucking told Victoria about that? What's wrong with you?" He squeezed the glass so tight it burst in his hand. Shards flew about the table.

Meredith pushed her chair back, an amazed smile on her face.

"Oh, no. You're bleeding again." Penelope quickly rose.

I don't remember Teddy bleeding so often when he was younger.

She quickly moved around the table.

A good mother tends to her son.

"Let me bandage you."

"Fuck, Mom." Theodore stood and walked out of the dining room, heading for the main floor bathroom. He looked back to see his mother following him with a worried look on her face.

Back in the dining room, Meredith turned to Winifred. "Are things always so chaotic in this house?"

"More so, lately, Ms. Cooks." Winifred didn't emote. She didn't know what to make of their guest's apparent glee at Nisha tensions. "They're working through some things. I'm doing my best to help them."

"I'd like to help them, too." Meredith pulled herself back to the table and checked her white wine for shards of glass. Satisfied that it was still good to go, she gulped it down and poured herself another.

"I'm not sure you'll be staying long enough to be of much assistance." Winifred had thought the woman harmless, even when Meredith had practically thrown herself on Theodore's stiff penis. But Winifred was starting to reconsider that assessment.

The door to the bathroom was closed. Inside, Penelope pulled a piece of glass out of her son's hand with a pair of tweezers. She dropped the shard into the trash, sprayed disinfectant on the wound, and bandaged him in silence. When she was done, she met his eyes. She could see molten rage there. "Why are you so angry with me? Is it Victoria? Is it Meredith? I thought you would be pleased that I approved?" That seemed to anger him more. She let go of his hand and tried to control herself. Her tummy cartwheeled, her palms were clammy, and her vagina thrummed like it was getting ready for takeoff. "Not here ... not now ..." She whispered. She clenched her fists and tried to get control of herself.

A good wife and mother doesn't pleasure her son while a guest waits at the table.

"Because you constantly say and do the wrong thing. You're just ... a constant fuck-up. What is this woman even doing in our house? You don't know her." His voice lowered with sibilance. "Some goon that works for my dad sent her here, and the first thing she does is fuck me, and ... that's fine with you?"

"Mr. Decker isn't a goon. He's very nice. I sent him a thank you card." Penelope was trembling.

"You want to be friends with everyone now? When the fuck did that start? You used to avoid people like the plague and now ... you want to serve strangers tea and dumplings." Theodore came close to punching the wall. "And Victoria ... you should fucking well know that a good mother doesn't fucking make friends with her son's ex-girlfriend." He made air quotes around 'good mother.' "Especially when that good mother is fucking her son!"

"Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh!" Penelope tore her bodice apart. Buttons pinged off the bathroom mirror. She would have to start having her garments tailored to fasten with Velcro. She lunged at her son, pressing their lips together and darting her tongue into his mouth. Her hand automatically dropped and found his penis through his trousers. He was already hard for her. They hadn't kissed more than fifteen seconds when the doorbell rang. That sobered Penelope. She remembered where she was and realized what she was doing. She pulled away from him. Mother and son stared at each other, panting. The doorbell rang again.

"Sorry to disturb you, Penny and Teddy. But we have an unexpected visitor," Winifred said over the bathroom's speakers.

"No ..." Theodore put the pieces together. He knew Victoria liked surprise visits. He knew his mother had told her he'd been shot. "No ... not her. Tell me it's anyone but her. Tell me it's fucking Reginald and Gertie Gellings. Anyone but her."

"You've always had a clever mind. It seems you've figured it out," Winifred said.

Penelope raised her eyebrows at her son. "Who?"

"It's fucking Victoria, Mom. And my life has officially crossed the river Styx." He slammed the palm of his good hand into the wall and welcomed the pain.

"Oh, my. Well, we can't keep her waiting." Penelope kissed her son on the cheek. "I'm trying my best, lambkin. Please be kind to me." She rushed out of the bathroom.

~~

"Thank you for inviting me for supper." Victoria sat between Meredith and Penelope, as far away from Theodore as they could get her. "It's delicious."

"You're welcome here anytime, dear." Penelope reached over and patted the young woman's hand, their gloves in contact. "Has my cooking improved? I've been practicing."

A good wife has wonderful friends.

Penelope tried not to smile too much, but it was difficult. Whenever her grin started to hurt her face, she'd look at her unhappy son and her mouth would relax.

A mother makes her son happy. How do I get him excited about my friends?

"Your cooking is amazing." Victoria nodded earnestly. She turned to Winifred, who was standing by the door. "You're an excellent teacher, Winnie."

"Thank you, Victoria." Winifred nodded her head in thanks.

The table was quiet for several drawn-out minutes.

"So, Victoria, you and Teddy used to date?" Meredith took a dainty bite of green bean.

"No fucking way, we're not talking about that." Theodore shook his head.

"Language, Teddy." Penelope sipped her wine.

I'll have to soothe him in the bathroom if he keeps up like this.

"I think we should all -"

"Pardon the interruption, Penny." Winifred stepped toward the table. "A message from your husband just arrived."

"Oh, okay." Penelope stood. "Excuse me, I have to take this. I'll be back soon." She rushed out of the room, eager to see her husband's face.

"Well, I wasn't going to say this in front of Penny ..." Meredith leaned toward Victoria with a wicked grin. "... but you are to be congratulated."

"Oh?" Victoria glanced at Theodore. He looked like he had planned on using his whole seat, but now he only needed the edge. She offered him a wan smile he did not reciprocate.

"He's dynamite in the sack. You must have taught him quite a few tricks." Meredith glanced at Theodore. It was hard to tell with his shade of skin color, but she thought his face might be heavily flushed. "Does he love to get behind you too, or is that just with me?"

"I ... uh ... uh ..." Victoria stared at the woman, her mouth hanging open.

Suddenly, Theodore enjoyed the topic of conversation. His ex-girlfriend looked gutted by the news that he'd slept with Meredith. He relaxed back into his chair.

"I'm sorry ... who are you?" Victoria felt like she was having a stroke. Nothing made sense. "How old are you? You must be twice Teddy's age. There's no way." She glanced at her ex-boyfriend. He was smirking in a self-satisfied sort of way. "Oh ... gods ... it's true."

"I'm thirty-five, Victoria. And my age should have nothing to do with it." Meredith was having a delightful supper. It just kept getting better and better. "I was told just this very afternoon that I have a wonderful body, everything is still where it should be. And it was a teenager that complimented me. He was nineteen years old, just like you, Victoria. And teenagers know a thing or two about attractive bodies, am I right?"

"I ... I ..." Victoria's blue eyes got even wider.

"I'm sorry about that everyone." Penelope rushed back into the room, sat at her place, and gulped down her wine. She put the glass down and melodramatically touched her forehead with the back of her hand.

Theodore pulled his eyes off of his ex-girlfriend's shocked face to watch his mother. "What's wrong, Mom?"

"It seems to be an eventful day, lambkin." Penelope watched Meredith refill her glass, and then gulp some more wine. "Your father sent word that he will be home in one week."

Victoria gathered herself, grateful for the change in topic. "Well, that is some good news. I know how much you've missed him." She mustered a smile, but Penelope's expression had fallen. She looked so sorrowful that Victoria wondered if she'd misheard her. "You did say that Felix is returning soon, yes?"

"Yes." Penelope nodded, fighting the tears that welled in her eyes. "Sweet, Victoria, I've already had Winifred put up a room for the night. Please bless us with an overnight stay. I would love to talk with you in the morning."

"Yes, of course. I wanted to be here to help you in your time of need." Victoria glanced at Theodore, who looked just as horrified as his mother.

I know for a fact he loves his father. What on Earth is going on?

"The gunshots, I mean. That was terrible to hear. I want to help any way I can."

"Yes ... yes ... thank you." Penelope stood. "I need to take a rest. Please continue without me." She rushed off to the bathroom. Not to rub her button this time, but instead to retch.

"I'm going to my room." Theodore abruptly left the table.

There was a long silence in the dining room. Both Meredith and Victoria were trying to figure out what had just happened.

Finally, Victoria sorted her thoughts enough to say something. "Ms. Cooks, I must confess that the news of your coitus hit me unexpectedly hard. Of course, Teddy can bed who he likes. I just ... didn't expect to learn of it in such a way. If you'll be kind enough to be my dining companion, I would ask that we no longer discuss how my ex-boyfriend is in bed. Allow me some time to process."

"Goodness, aren't you mature? I can see why you and Teddy were a pair." Meredith sipped her wine and nodded. "What would you like to talk about?"

"Tell me everything you can about this Serenity Valley place. It seems like it might be important to the Nishas, and as I said, I want to be helpful." Victoria's smile was thin and tight.

"Yes, of course." Meredith launched into her story as the two women continued to dine.

~~

Theodore watched the message from his father. This one had arrived twenty-two minutes after the message his mother had received. He sat sideways in his bedroom armchair, the screen hovering above him.

The message was almost at its end. "I'm proud of the way you've cared for your mother during this trip. I know it wasn't easy for you. Your feelings about your mother are quite raw."

Theodore paused the message. "Actually, Dad, we used a condom." Theodore didn't laugh. The joke made him consider that his dick had been in the same place as his father's. He shuddered and promised himself he wouldn't think about that again. There was a knock on the door. Theodore swiped away the viewing screen, but didn't move from his chair. "Come in."

The door opened, and Meredith entered. She held her finger up when she saw the anger on his face. "Before you say anything, please let me apologize. I'd had too much to drink, and my rebellious side peeked out."

"I think it's done peeking, Ms. Cooks. That side is running in the open." Theodore was happy to hear the apology. And this woman had made Victoria squirm. "I forgive you. What are the other two doing now?"

"That's big-hearted of you." Meredith closed the door behind her and curtsied. "Your mother and Victoria are sitting in the sunroom with tea. They're talking like fast bosom buddies. I felt a little out of place." She walked toward Theodore and stood before him. His eyes went wide when he noticed her bare hands. She took note that the lump in his trousers was growing. "So, I came up here. To make amends. What can I do to make it up to you?"

"We're not having sex again. That's too weird with both of them downstairs." Theodore watched her unbutton her bodice. "I told you, no sex. It's complicated, but my dad returning is difficult for both my mother and me. I don't feel great right now. I accept your apology, you can go." He watched her remove her bodice and bra. He had to admit, he was growing fond of the sight of her tits. Despite his words, his dick strained at his trousers.

"I hear you loud and clear. No sex." With her skirts still on, she lowered herself to her knees in front of the armchair. The young man was sitting as only young men sit, draped with his legs over the armrest. The position would make things more difficult, but she could manage to get his trousers down if he didn't resist. "I do want to show you how contrite I am, Teddy. What could a woman do to make such a display to a fellow such as yourself?" She opened her mouth and mimed fellatio with her tongue rhythmically pushing at her cheek.

"You're going to blow me with my mom and ex-girlfriend downstairs?" Theodore loosened his tie.

"I have no choice. You told me, 'no sex.'" She unbuckled his belt and pulled down his trousers and underwear. He did indeed lift his hips to help her access his cock. "Oh, goodness. Look at it. What a marvel." She kissed the mushroomed head. "Okay, no more words now. Time to show you I meant my apology." She opened wide and sucked him in.

"Damn ... you look pretty like that." Theodore watched his mother's friend blow him for a while. When she took his hand and placed it on the top of her head, he got the idea. "You want me ... to push it deeper?"

Meredith nodded by speeding up and slowing down her bobbing head. "Ggggaaacckkkkkk." She happily choked when he pushed his cock down her throat.

"You're a crazy bitch, aren't you?"

"Gggaaack ... ggaaacckkk ... ggaaccckkkk ..." She nodded her head with more enthusiasm, the motion carrying over to the blowjob. Twenty minutes later, Meredith stood up, wiping cum from her lips with the back of her hand. "You're fun, Teddy. Your mother was right to sing your praises at Serenity Valley. I can see why you'd catch a beautiful woman like Victoria." She gave him a sloppy smile.

"My mom left me. So did Victoria." It was hard to muster any anger while coming down from his orgasmic high. He still managed a frown though.

"Oh no! Your hot girlfriend has given you leave to play the field so long as she can too. Victoria and I talked about it, Teddy." Meredith pointed an authoritative finger at him. "She still likes you, and also, she likes sleeping with ladies."

"She told you that?" Theodore's mind drifted. He didn't know how to feel.

"She told me some. I filled in the blanks." Meredith put her hands on her hips and bounced a little to draw his attention to her jiggling tits. She did it because she could. It made her smile to so easily distract his focus.

"That ... doesn't change ... that she left me." His voice was distant. He stared at her tits.

"She needed a break because she's curious about ladies. You're both young. It's important to experience different things when you're young. If you think this is a problem, you misread the manual on being nineteen, Teddy."

"That ... actually makes sense. Mom said I shouldn't be mad at Victoria either, but I was angry with Mom at the time, too."

"Your mom's smart. She helped me a lot, too. But it can be hard to take advice from your parents at the best of times. Now, how does Victoria feel about older women?" Meredith winked at him as she picked up her bra.

"Don't you dare." Theodore turned himself forward in the chair and sat up. His pants and underwear were still around his ankles, which took away some of his gravitas. His hard dick bobbed noticeably as his blood pressure went up.

"She's her own woman, Teddy. She gets to decide whose bedroom she visits at night." Her bra in place, she slipped into her bodice. "Don't look so tense. I'm not going to seduce her like I seduced you. She's here because you were riddled with bullets. I wouldn't mess with that." She turned for the door.

"I'm not sure I believe you." Theodore watched her ass with some confusion. His life was moving too fast for his mind to keep up.

"Meh." She shrugged and opened the door. "I'm going to tell the ladies you're doing well. But ... you'd like to stay in your room the rest of the night. Correct?"

Theodore nodded.

"Lovely, good night." She slipped out of the room and closed the door behind her. Meredith headed for the bathroom to clean up. She very much looked forward to happily chatting with Theodore's mother and ex-girlfriend while she had a belly full of his cum.