It was on a Thursday that Meg Austin got the phone call. The call from Jared, with whom she'd been having an affair for two months. Quickly, as if he was trying to get it over with, he apologized but said that his girlfriend, Laurel, was getting suspicious, and anyway it felt wrong doing it with his friend's mom, and it had been fun but maybe they should end it.
She didn't cry, not at first. Of course, she had never expected it to go on forever; after all, Jared was 18, she was approaching 46, and even if he had wanted a serious relationship there was no way she was going to quit her marriage of more than 20 years, and give up so many other things in her life, to move in with a kid. For one thing it would be the end of her career – she had worked damned hard to rise to the position of deputy to the head of PR at the health insurance company she worked for, just about the biggest employer in the town of Arapaho Falls. For a period covering precisely 57 days she had been regularly fucked by an attractive, fit college basketball player, and they had kissed, sucked and licked every inch of each other's bodies. Now she was just going to have to go back to being a middle-aged mom who had dull, grunting missionary position sex with her husband two or three times a year if she was lucky.
In bed that night, as Ralph snored beside her, silent tears did roll down her face, and at work the next day after, with hideous embarrassment, she had started sobbing during a meeting for no apparent reason, she had heard two younger male colleagues whispering in sniggering tones about 'the change'. She was glad the weekend had arrived, giving her co-workers an opportunity to forget all about it (as if).
On the Saturday Ralph headed off early with some of his buddies to drive all the way to Kansas to watch the Denver Broncos play the Chiefs the following day, and Meg took advantage of the rare opportunity to stay late in bed. When she did rise she decided to wear one of her prettiest dresses, just to please herself, white cotton printed with red poppies, buttoned to the waist with a flaring skirt. Her 18-year old son Todd, had also gone out quite early, she assumed to spend the day with his girlfriend, Sara. She was slightly surprised, therefore, when Todd arrived home around midday. He and Meg had similar looks: Todd was only a little taller than her at five-ten and shared her big dark eyes and naturally curly chestnut brown hair. He was stockier than Jared, but muscular, not fat, through training for the college football team, for which he was the alternate quarter-back. On this day he stalked through the kitchen door that led to the back yard and the car porch, and wordlessly walked straight past his mother and up the stairs to his bedroom. Meg sighed: Todd and Sara hadn't been getting on so well lately, and she guessed they'd maybe had a row.
Meg went out shortly after that to visit a friend, and when she returned she found Todd sitting at the kitchen table, apparently waiting for her. He rose as she entered and gave her a smile. Then he told her, "Mom, there's something I want to show you in the lounge." She would have liked to make herself a cup of coffee first, but there was something in Todd's voice that told her that whatever was so important that she had to come and see it was also quite urgent, at least in his mind. In that way Todd was like his dad: when he wanted something, he was difficult to deny. So Meg obediently followed her son across the hall, and sat where he indicated on the couch. Then he started the video. At first Meg was puzzled: she saw a fixed camera shot of a room that looked vaguely familiar, a bedroom. Then she gasped in shock as realization came to her, and at the same moment a naked body walked into shot – her body! It was Jared's parents' bedroom where, with some reluctance, she had met with him once, about a month ago when his folks were away for the weekend. Usually they had carried on their affair in Meg's own bed, when Ralph and Todd were out.
Completely oblivious of the camera, the video image of Meg lay on the bed, resting her weight on her elbows. Moments later an equally naked Jared joined her, attaching his lips to her belly then kissing his way downwards before burying his head between her legs. Meg watched in horror, her face burning, deeply conscious of her son sitting a foot away from her, watching her shame as his best friend ate her pussy on the TV screen. Her screen image began to writhe with the pleasure provided by Jared's tongue, her hands squeezing her ample boobs. After a minute or so Jared lifted his head, positioned himself above her and plunged his erect cock deep into her...
The image froze as Todd hit the pause button. After a few seconds of silence, which seemed to last hours, he started to speak, in a quite matter-of-fact tone. "I've kind of known for a while that Jared had something new going on, some big secret he wasn't telling me about. And the thing with old 'Jar-head' is, get him drunk enough and he starts getting loose-lipped. I've noticed how much perkier you've been lately mom, but even so, when he told me he was fucking you naturally I called him a liar...then he said he had proof. He swears to me this is the only copy he has, and that he made it just for his own entertainment, so I made him give it to me."
So that was why Jared had broken off their relationship so suddenly. Unable to look Todd in the face, feeling totally humiliated, in a quavering voice Meg replied, "Thank you honey. I'll get rid of this nasty piece of shit and..."
But Todd restrained her as she began to rise from the couch. Waiting until she turned her head to look at him in enquiry, he said, "That's not how it works mom. There's a price to be paid. Jared told me you give great head, and the simple truth is, I want to find out if you're as good as Sara." Meg couldn't quite believe she'd heard him correctly, but in answer to the perplexed look on her face Todd took one of her hands in his and, in a quiet voice, continued, "You heard me right momma – I want you to suck my cock."
Her humiliation now mixed with outrage, Meg leapt to her feet and stood before Todd, hands on her hips. "Todd Phillip Austin, if this is some kind of joke it's in pretty poor taste! I'm sorry you had to see...that, I know you must despise me and I promise I'll try to make it up to you, but I don't appreciate your sense of humor."
Todd sat quite calm during the outburst and, his eyes locked on hers, replied, "It's no joke mom...Meg...you blew Jared, now I want you to do the same thing for me. I don't expect you to be wild about the idea, but think of it as just another young cock for you to enjoy."
Feeling tears of rage forming in her eyes, Meg answered in a quiet, firm tone. "Your sick little fantasy is not going to happen, young man. I am going to get that piece of filth right now and destroy it, then we'll start working to put this behind us."
Todd sat upright on the couch. Still in a calm tone, but now with a hint of steel in his voice, he told her, "You can do what you like with that disc. I've loaded it onto my PC anyway. Within about 15 minutes I can put it out on the worldwide web, where the whole world can watch my best friend screwing my mommy. I'll send a copy of the link to the Denver Post too: should make an interesting little tidbit for them, local healthcare manager and mother fucks teenage boys."
In a matter of seconds the whole horrific scenario flashed before Meg's eyes. That kind of exposure would cost her her marriage, her job, her home, her friends...heck, she'd been at school with both of Jared's parents and still met regularly with them. She'd have to quit town, in fact she'd probably have to quit the state. Her entire life would be in ruins, and all because stupid fucking Jared couldn't hold his liquor. She barely noticed as Todd gripped her hips and eased her into a kneeling position on the floor before him. Now terrified of what confronted her, tears beginning to roll down her cheeks, in a desperate voice Meg appealed to her son. "Baby, you wouldn't – couldn't – really do that to me. You know everything it would cost me. And what people would think of you too, doing that to your mama."
It seemed Todd could no longer hold her eyes, but in a determined voice he said, "Mom, you know that since I was six years old I have never broken my word to you, about anything. Well, I tell you here and now, I will do exactly what I said if you don't give me what I want. As for what people might think of me, who'd know it was me that leaked it? My guess is everyone'll put it down to Jared; hell, I'll probably even get sympathy, having my mother exposed as a slut. I'm not asking you to screw me, just to do this for me, just once, and it really will all be behind us. I know you're not happy about the idea, but face up to it Meg, you are going to suck my dick." As he spoke Todd undid his pants and, raising his rear from the couch, slid them and his underwear down to his ankles. For the first time in her life Meg found herself staring at her son's adult cock. It was longer than his father's, as long as Jared's, but much thicker, framed by a dark bush, and beginning to rise to full erection. Trying to keep a sob out of her voice, Meg wheedled, "Please honey, T-bear, if you love me, if you feel anything at all for me, don't make me do..."
