It was 3:30 and I sat on my sun porch and watched the street outside waiting on my son's bus. I do this everyday because you know this world is messed up, a child could be hit by a car or snatched up off the street. The world is fucked up. I worry constantly about my stepson Leon Jr. even though he's just turned 18 and what a handsome man he is I might add. Goodness he looks so much like his father at that age. But unlike my dear husband who is rather big and athletic, LJ is skinny as a rail and lets just face it, wimpy. But I love him and he is my dear.
I sipped my coffee and noticed a few drops of rain coming down and wouldn't you know it I see his bus coming up Cherry Lane. So I get up and hurry out to the bus stop with an umbrella in hand because I don't want LJ to get a case of pneumonia. Oh my goodness that just wouldn't do.
The bus pulls to stop and opens it's door. The bus driver smiles at me. His name is Rick and he is such a sweet guy though sometimes he stares at me like he wants to rip my clothes off and fuck me. But then most men do. It's difficult being a blond woman in this world. I mean I can't help I was born with the body of a barbie doll. He's giving me that fuck me look right now and it's gives me the creeps because he is as old as my daddy. Gracious!
"Afternoon Miss Velma."
"Hi Rick."
"I told you to call me Ricky." he winks with a smile.
But before I can correct myself LJ steps out of the isle and down the steps. He pushes past me almost knocking me down. He looks so angry too.
I look at Rick and he just shrugs and pulls the doors shut. And as the bus pulls away a boy sticks his head out the window, "Later Mommy's Boy!" I know this boy, his name is Bobby and he's not really a boy but an 18 year old man who lives in the trailer park next to our lovely neighborhood. I look at him and he flicks his tongue at me in such a vulgar way. I ignore him and hurry to catch up with my son.
"LJ! Honey what's wrong?" I asked trying to hold the umbrella over his head.
He stopped suddenly pushes it away, "Will you fucking stop, Mom!"
I gasped and stepped back, "Honey!"
"I'm not your honey. I'm a grown fucking man and I would appreciate it if you would stop treating me like a kid!" he shouted and he turned and ran across the street to our neighborhood park.
I'm just beside myself. I think about going after him but I don't want to upset him any further. I know when he needs his space. So I walked back home. Something was definitely bothering LJ.
I took out my cellphone and I called my husband Leon at work.
"What's up slut?"
I immediately blushed, "Leon I told you don't call me that unless we're in the bedroom. And there better not be anyone around you right now." She said and immediately heard laughter in the background. "LEON!"
"Calm down, honey. Why did you call me?"
"Oh yes. I wanted to express how hurt I am with our son right now."
Leon laughed, "What's going on Vel?"
Velma explained the drama that had just taken place and when she was done she waited for Leon's reply.
"Leon?"
"Well I have to agree with Bobby our son is a Momma's boy. And it's all your fault Vel you dote on him constantly. And I would guess that our dear son has had enough of it. Hell I've even had enough of it."
I was shocked twice in one day, this was just too much for me. I felt my head start to spin. How could Leon my own dear husband agree with Bobby against our son and against ME. I wanted to scream.
"You know you do, Vel!"
I started to calm down and I agreed with him like I always do when he raises his voice in such a dominant way. "Okay I might have doted on him a little too much."
"A little too much? Hahh! What you're doing is smothering the poor kid to the point it's sick."
"But isn't that what a mother does, Leon?"
"You're not his mother Vel."
Shock number three!!! OMG! "Leon that hurts!"
"Well news flash Vel, LJ doesn't look at you like a mother either!"
"What?" I was so confused.
Leon chortled, "He looks at you like the sexy stepmom you are."
"LEON!" I nearly fell out of my chair.
Leon laughed, "It's true and it's about time that you face the facts baby, our son has a boner for you!"
I swallowed hard, "No! I refuse to believe that Leon."
"Well believe what you want." he said.
"We'll have a family intervention when you get home tonight. If that's okay with you, honey." I said meekly. I didn't want Leon thinking I was ordering him around. He gets mad when I do that and I certainly didn't want to make him mad. He is the head of the household.
"No ma'am you're gonna handle this. You created this bullshit so you fix it and I don't care how you handle it, do you understand!"
"Yes honey, I understand." I said.
"Good now I'm going to get back to work now if that's okay with you?"
"Please don't be mad with me, Leon."
Leon responded by hanging up.
Now that's just great, I have two people mad with me. I pressed my face into my hands. I felt like crying. I need a hot bath it would relax me and me to think. I stood up and hurried upstairs to my bedroom and I started a hot bath in the garden tub. Then I shed my yoga pants and sports bra and waited for the tub to fill up and as I did I looked at myself in the mirror. "You can fix this Velma!" I said to my reflection.
I climbed into the tub and slowly sank down. Gosh this water feels so good.
As I lay here I couldn't help but reflect on what Leon had told me especially the part about my son having a boner for me. I wasn't really shocked about it I mean he is a man of course and a young man at that. But why in the world would he be catching a boner at the sight of me. Heck I'm thirty one years old.
Leon refers to me as his MILF sometimes. Which it should be a compliment to me but it isn't I find the term disgusting because I know what it means. Mother I'd love to fuck. Geez.
I had to speak with LJ about this and find out if it was true or not. And if it is true then what am I going to do? How am I going to handle it? Oh gosh my brain is starting to hurt.
I hear the front door open and then slammed shut. LJ was home. I quickly got out of the tub and toweled of and slipped into one of my kimono robes. It's a very short black and gold number. I tied it and walked downstairs and I found LJ in the kitchen.
I walked downstairs to find LJ sitting at the kitchen table with his head in his hands. He looked up at me as I strode into the kitchen and his mouth almost dropped at the site of me.
"Are you Okay Honey?" I asked timidly.
He shook his head, "No mom I'm not okay." he sniffed. I could tell that he'd been crying.
I sat down across the table from him and I reached out and touched his hand. "Would you like to talk about it Sweetie?"
He frowned in silence.
I squeezed his hand, "You can talk to me LJ. What's bothering you?"
He suddenly looked up at me, "I don't feel like a man, mom!"
"OH sweetie you are a man. How can you say that?" I chided.
"But Dad didn't take me out for my birthday, and he said he would but he didn't. Now all the guys at school are laughing at me and calling me a virgin."
My mouth nearly dropped. This was all news to me. I didn't know Leon had planned to take LJ out to CELEBRATE his manhood. He never said a darn thing to me about it. but of course I would have told him, "Don't you dare!" "Honey are you telling me that your father was going to take you to see prostitute?" My stomach started to churn.
LJ nodded and blushed. "Yes."
He looked so cute when he blushed.