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!
"Are you angry with Freddie?" Victoria sat at the small table in Penelope and Theodore's suite. She sipped her tea. The others in their party were at supper. When Theodore had stayed behind, Victoria had thought it best to keep him company. The window was open and cool evening air billowed the curtains. "You were rude to her before they left for supper."
"Was I?" Theodore said through gritted teeth.
"You were." Victoria eyed him suspiciously. "And don't start being rude to me. I'm on this trip to support you. With the exception of Meredith, who hit on me by the way, we're all here because we love you, Teddy."
"Did you...?"
Victoria rolled her eyes in exasperation. "No, Teddy. I turned her down."
"I just thought you were out there kissing every woman who would kiss you back." Theodore stood and paced the room, flexing his fists.
"I told you not to be rude to me, Teddy!" Victoria shook her head and sipped more tea. "For your information, I haven't so much as kissed a girl yet. I was with you since we were in high school. It feels weird to date. I'm shy. I'm not some crazy horndog like you who will boff the first pink-haired nymphomaniac that comes along."
"You haven't been with anyone else? I... assumed." He stopped pacing and looked at her.
"The only sex I've had since our breakup was with you, dummy." She blew him a raspberry. "Now tell me about Freddie."
Theodore was so taken-back by the news of Victoria's non-love life, that he started talking without thinking. "Mom and I asked Freddie to leave the room, but Freddie came back while we were still doing it. It was fucking uncomfortable, her seeing my dick, I..." When he saw Victoria's jaw drop and her eyes go wide, it suddenly dawned on him what he'd been saying. "I'm... joking." He walked back to the table, sat down, and poured himself more tea. He sipped it with a trembling hand. It shook, not because of anger this time.
Will I lose Victoria for good now?
"It's funny because it's so ridiculous." He laughed half-heartedly. "My mom and I would never -"
"Stop... just stop." Victoria pointed a finger at him, her expression was like what it would have been had her ex-boyfriend just turned into a coiled snake. "You... and your mother... had sex. I can see it on your face. It's the truth. Oh, my gods. I... feel like my stomach is going to fall out. I feel like the walls are melting. It was me, wasn't it? When I left you, that drove you into her arms. And she was so confused by her disappearance. And she's so beautiful. You couldn't... oh... gosh... you've always wanted her to show you that you're special. And she... spread her legs for you. And she... this... oh... gosh... this wasn't the first time, was it? You've been doing it at home! I... um... I..." There was silence as she stared at him. She was appalled, flabbergasted, and her body was overheating. She imagined his large penis entering his prim mother's pussy. She shut her eyes tight to block out the thought, but it made her see it all the more vividly.
"Look... Victoria... I..." The door opened and Penelope and Freddie returned from supper. Meredith was not with them.
"Well, I can speak from personal experience that while the administration of Serenity Valley might be lacking in competence, the chef here is certainly no slouch." Penelope was smiling, slightly buzzed from an excellent wine that the chef had paired with her supper. She flopped onto the bed, looking up at the ceiling. "I had a lamb dish that -"
"Penny, there's something wrong with the teenagers." Freddie looked at Victoria's ashen face with concern.
"They're nineteen, Freddie. They can eat a late supper if they want. It won't upset their stomachs to hear me tell them about what they -" Penelope was cut off again.
"No, I mean, we are walking in on a fragile moment." Freddie sat at the table and laced her gloved fingers together.
"The way you walked in on Teddy and Mrs. Nisha?" Victoria stared right at Freddie, not daring to look at Penelope's zaftig form on the bed. "Was that a fragile moment?" Victoria made a circle with her gloved fingers and thrust her other index finger through it repeatedly.
Freddie put her hand on her chest and gasped. She looked at Theodore. "You told her?"
"What?" Penelope sat up and stared from the bed.
"Is it true, then?" Victoria forced herself to look at Penelope.
"Oh... my." Penelope could see the revulsion and confusion on the girl's face. "It's not like that, Victoria. It's a beautiful thing. And we're not going to lie to Felix about it. We'll tell him when he returns. A good wife is honest with her husband. He'll understand. It's simply a way to soothe my son."
A good mother soothes her son.
Theodore put his hands on his face.
"Now, it's not totally common, but this sort of thing happens. There are plenty of family AIs that have observed mothers and sons -" It was Freddie's turn to get cut off.
"So, I broke his heart, and you mended it by spreading your legs, Mrs. Nisha?" Victoria would have rushed out of the room, but she didn't trust her balance. The room seemed to pitch like she was on a ship at sea. "I never thought my leaving would drive Teddy into his mother's arms."
"Actually, we started -" Penelope couldn't finish a sentence.
"Yes." Theodore interrupted his mother. "After we broke up, Victoria, Mom and I started... you know."
"I... I..." Victoria gawped at her ex-boyfriend.
"Look, I was quite upset when I first found out, too." Freddie spoke in soothing tones. She wore empathy on her face. She could see Victoria soften when she looked at Freddie. There were benefits to being something more than a robot. "But over time, I have come to see their beauty together. They love each other, Victoria. And while it is unusual that they bonded in this way, it has been effective. They are closer now than I can ever remember. Now, of course, with this knowledge, we will ask you to be discrete. It could be very damaging if this information got out. I..." Freddie stopped as she watched Victoria get to her feet and stumble to the door. "Wait... we should talk..." But the young woman was gone a moment later.
"I'll go after her." Penelope stood.
"No, I will." Theodore stood and moved toward the door.
"No, I'll handle, Ms. Benington. You two stay here and try not to get into trouble." Freddie strode across the room. She looked back at them when she put her hand on the door handle. "And see if you can keep your hands off each other. If I bring Ms. Benington back here, I don't want to further scandalize the poor woman."
