Mandy kept checking her phone here and there for a message from Danny. Left with her thoughts, she had come to the conclusion that she was in love with him and he was everything she wanted in a man. She wasn't sure how long he would be gone, but returning to her everyday so quick wasn't something she was prepared for.
Danny had been laying with his mom still, they nuzzled each other and rubbed each other. He couldn't get Mandy out of his head, though, he thought he was falling in love with her, he wanted to help her find whoever she was looking for, to try and help her straighten her life out, now he second guessed everything. He intended to get it all sorted as quick as he could.
Deciding that she had waited long enough and expecting him to be better than that; Mandy decided to call him.
"Hey Mandy," he answered.
"So how's stuff going, Danny?"
"Doing good. I'm waiting for some paperwork that should be in tomorrow."
"I've had time to really think today..."
"That's good, so have I. I was thinking that since I have this detective, maybe I can help you find who you're looking for... if that's
really
what you're trying to do."
"You say that like you don't believe me. Yes I
really
want to reconnect with them."
"Then you should be honest with me, since you trust me."
"You're right... we shouldn't have any secrets. I don't want to cost you any money, even if you do have it."
"Mandy I want to help. Tell me."
"My parents, my best friend... my ex-husband."
"Those people in the pictures? Is your husband that black haired man?"
"That's him."
"I know who that is."
"Shit! For real‽ Are you close or something," she got excited.
"He's dead."
"Don't joke with me like that, it's not funny," her voice went grave.
"Not joking. He died recently... look it up."
"I... I'll call you back," she hung up.
Mandy looked up the mans name and saw a news article that said her ex-husband died of a blood clot that went to his brain. She refused to read the whole article before breaking down crying. She'd never see the man she loved again, the one she left and regretted it too late, too proud to go back, mostly too cowardly. She decided that she needed a drink and went to the bar, if she was going to deal with this alone, she was going to do it around people.
Danny's mom walked out on the porch and sat in his lap.
"I was thinking; any other time I would have relationship troubles, you would try and help, or offer some kind of advice... why not this time?"
"I guess I've gotten selfish in my old age."
"Old? You're forty."
"You're not supposed to know that! Anyway, now that you're running things, women will be after you for your money, so if it doesn't work, I just assume it was some gold-digging whore. It's my job to steer you the right way and away from those kinda bitches."
Danny thought how Mandy wasn't like that at all, despite everything, even if she used to be that way, she's had to have changed.
Later that night Mandy had forgotten to get back to Danny, having gotten herself drunk and sexed several times. She desperately wanted Danny to be there with her, wanted to call and beg him to come back, no matter how selfish it was. Meanwhile Danny and his mom...
"Oh fuckfuckfuckfuck," she cried.
Danny held one of her legs up going full send, both of them sweating profusely, he watched her breast bounce so freely from her body being rocked back and fourth. She yelled and screamed, whatever words she wanted to say was choked up as she climaxed.
"Baby... Danny... Danny, baby," she gasped.
"I wanna ride that dick again," she growled.
"Get the fuck up here," he pulled out.
She pulled him down and climbed on top.
"You just lay there, play with these titties and enjoy the ride! And
don't
slap'em this time."
"Sorry, mom."
She slammed her butt down on him once the tip was in, took his hands and pressed them on her breast, he gave them a squeeze, she started to bounce, there was a slight smacking sound, he grunted every time she dropped on him, he pinched and tugged her nipples.
"Haah... haah," she gasped repeatedly.
She laid down on him refusing to give up, he lifted, planted his feet and pushed up into her drop.
"D-Danny... fuck," she yelled.
She tried to stifle her scream as she climaxed, slowing and jerking to a stop- he didn't, she gripped his shoulders, Danny went as quick as he could giving her a surprise orgasm, slowed to a stop when she tapped his shoulder.
"You okay?"
She nodded and whispered, "ever do anal?"
"No."
"Ya wanna?"
"Yes," he replied a bit too eager.
"Roll me off."
He did as told and she struggled to get on her hands and knees, in that position, her butt spread open and revealed her stuffed hole.
"Be
gentle
pulling that out... and it's yours."
He slowly pulled out her plug by the ring, finding it to be anal beads, she whimpered as they were removed.
"What's this all over it?"
"Coconut crème, it... it won't hurt you."
Danny pushed his tip in slowly and despite her toy, she was still fairly tight, but easy to get in.
"The real thing feels
so
much better. Ya like it?"
"I think it might be tighter."
"Then wreck mommies tight hole and make it loose," she growled.
He pulled out slow, leaving in the head and rammed it in, making her cry out. With a firm grip on her hips, he started to pull and slam himself in her with a smack, not noticing he was sending her head to the headboard, lost in the moment until he noticed a weird echo- the thunk of her head hitting with a "shit" or "fuck". She reached for the top and pulled herself up.
"All good," her voice waivered.
He sped up and she started to wail, Danny watched her butt, as round as it looked, it just didn't move like Mandy's, he imagined Mandy wailing and screaming, shook his head and told himself to get back in the game. Her head dropped and slowly she started to lose her grip, head down behind her arms, she screamed into the pillow and clenched tight, he assumed she managed to have an orgasm. Danny stopped long enough to pull her back enough from the headboard, but she let her legs fall instead. He laid flat on her and bit into her neck, there was more cushion now, so he happily pounded away at her. Danny moved them on their side and fingered her.
"That's the shit," she hollered.
Danny fingered her vigorously, she wailed and wailed, then screamed his name when she climaxed. Danny was getting close himself, breath getting more ragged.
"Who's pussy," she blurted.
"Mine!"
"Who's ass‽"
"Mine!"
"Gonna cum?"
"Uh... huh."
"Say my name!"
"Mom! Gonna cum!"
"Say my name like my man!"
"Fuckin'... cumming... Jen-Jennifer," he stretched her name as it broke down to a growl and pushed as deep as he could in her with his release.
Danny scooped his arm under her and held her close, they were both left panting, he felt her butt push him out as he steadily went flaccid. They lay there sweaty, he could imagine seeing a steamy sexy haze in the air.
"I love you, Danny," her voice cracked.
"I love you, Jennifer- that okay?"
She nodded, "not just mother and son anymore," she lifted a pointed finger, just for her arm to quickly fall.
"Sorry about the headboard."
"It happens. I'm going to sleep good tonight. Wha you want for breakfast?"
