"Sorry for being so weird and weepy last night." Ade said as I groggily walked into the kitchen -- which, unsurprisingly, was a bomb shell. Ade was eating a box of crackers and handed me some, even going so far as to place them on a semi-clean plate for me.
"Hey, don't worry about it." I said. I was a little... well maybe not worried, but weirded out by it. I'd never seen Ade so emotional before. Part of me wondered if she was still the same cousin I knew. "I... I got a little worried there are first, like maybe I was hurting you or something."
"Hurting me?"
"Yeah, like... I dunno, maybe I was too big?"
Cracker crumbs flew through the air as Ade badly tried to stifle a laugh. "Jesus, Dan! You wish!" she looked at me with a huge grin, then quickly checked it. "Sorry! I mean... look you got nothing to worry about, you're a good size and all, but 'too big'? Come on."
Yeah, it was the Ade I knew after all.
I had some crackers and checked my phone. A message from mom from about thirty minutes ago.
>had a long talk with Harriet, cum home soon miss u and ur fat cock xx mom<
Well, that's hard to ignore.
"I'm gonna head home." Ade looked up at me and nodded.
"Right. Say hi to your mom. Tell her we should get together sometime, compare notes on if you're a good lay or not." I stared at her as she bit another cracked in half and crunched at it quietly.
"Ade-"
"Dan, chill the fuck out and learn to take a joke."
"You can't tell anyone, Ade, you get that, right?"
"I know, I know."
"About you and me, too."
"Please, as if I want people to know I slept with a los-" she caught herself and looked away for a second. "I won't tell anyone, Dan, I promise. Will you tell aunt Abby about us?"
Good question.
"Should I?" I asked. Ade was quiet for a moment.
"Up to you." she finally said.
Thanks a lot. Although... fair, I guess.
I came home and dropped my backpack on the floor with a heavy thud.
"I'm home!" I heard mom move around in the kitchen and poke her head out.
"Good timing, breakfast will be done in just a moment!"
Holy shit, mom's making breakfast?
I could smell fresh coffee and bacon, but something else, too... what was it?
Oh. Oh crap.
It was me. I hadn't showered since yesterday and I smelt of... well, of Ade. A faint whiff of her was still on my face, my five o clock shadow ingrained with her smell. The rest of me probably smelled of her, too. Would mom notice? I walked into the kitchen just as mom served up bacon and eggs. She wore a black negligee that I'd never seen before and ended just below her ass and was actually humming a song as she whirled around the kitchen, pretending she knew how to cook.
Well, slightly under-done bacon and runny eggs were better than a box of crackers, I supposed. I sat down and started chowing down and as I did mom came over and gave me a kiss on the head before returning to her own bacon.
"So I take it from your mood that your talk with Harriet went well?"
"It went very well, thank you!" mom declared, humming between sentences. "I told her you'd found pictures of me and her together online and that you didn't know who had posted them -- just like you said I should - but you knew the username which I told her and she confessed it belonged to Shane." I nodded, eating my bacon while watching her ass cheeks peek out from below the negligee. "She told me everything" mom continued. "How she kept videos and photos that we'd taken and she was terribly sorry." Mom paused to transfer bacon strips from the pan to her own plate and sat down at the table.
"She cried, told me all about how Shane had promised her she would never show them to anyone else bla bla bla. I told her I was very angry with her and she cried some more -- I cried, too." She took a bite of bacon and chewed on it for a little while before continuing.
"Anyway... after we'd both calmed down a bit I asked her to help us fix this." I waited eagerly to hear what Harriet had said. "She said she wasn't sure she could, but promised she'd try." I nodded.
"Well that sounds good. I can talk her through what he needs to do but it's not difficult."
"Mmm." Mom said. "Trouble is, I'm not sure I trust her."
"No?"
"No. She lied to me before and it would be easy for her to pretend she tried but it didn't work, wouldn't it?" I agreed. It would be the easiest thing in the world. What I needed for her to do was to put a thumb drive into Shane's computer -- desktop or laptop, assuming he had one -- and leave it there for about a minute at most. If all he had was a phone that would require a little more coaching for Harriet to figure out what to do. Either way she could lie and say she did it and nothing happened -- which could actually be true for a thousand different reasons.
"But" mom said with a smirk. "Luckily, I have a plan for that."
"Oh?"
"After we'd hashed it all out, we got to talking about old times. You know, reminiscing about the good old days when we used to shoot those videos." I nodded, my mind suddenly full of images of mom and Harriet when they were young, screwing random guys and each other and if mom's text message and outfit hadn't already made me horny this certainly did the trick. "And she told me a little secret."
"What's that?"
"She frequents a sex club in town." I nearly spat out a mouthful of egg.
"What?!"
"There's a club called 'Delight' near where she lives. It's a strip club, but there are back rooms where there are... well... other stuff going on and she's a frequent figure there." My mind raced, now full of images of present-day Harriet doing... well, I wasn't sure
exactly
what, so I improvised.
"If there were pictures of her in... compromising positions... she might be more motivated to help us, don't you think?"
"But there's already pictures of her out there." I said.
"Sure, from ten years ago. And it would be embarrassing for her if people knew about those. But something more recent... maybe featuring her having sex, with saaaay... one of her own students?" I gulped.
Wait. Did mom mean...
"She's got more to lose than me." mom stated, matter-of-factly. "I've got a shitty, exhausting job that no-one knows about. She's a professor trying to get tenure. Did you know that?" I did not.
"So" mom said. "What do you think of my plan?" I thought about it for a moment. It sounded a bit convoluted and not a little tricky. But it could work, and my guts told me mom was right not to trust Harriet without some sort of hold over her. Besides...
"Well there's one part of the plan that really speaks to me, for some reason." I said with a grin and mom smiled.
"I thought you might." she put her knife and fork away. "Done with your breakfast?" I nodded. "Good." she stood up, hitched up her negligee over her ass, revealing a pair of bright-pink panties and turned around, bent over her chair and turned her head over her shoulder. "Then come over here. Mommy needs your big, fat cock inside her."
