Chapter 24- Wasted Years
#24 of Mom & Mum
Stephanie, despite my best wishes not to, held my hand as we walked up to Jeremy Junior's. It's a really nice family-owned burger-and-fries joint a few minutes away from school. My mothers would take me to it a couple times a year, usually if I got an amazing grade. The last time we went was about a month ago, so I still had the taste of their shakes in my mind. We entered the diner, still stuck next to each other. I sighed and just decided to roll with it.
Aunt Stephanie walked to a booth with me after talking to a waitress with a nice smile. It felt good to be in these seats again, but I also felt slightly uncomfortable. How did my aunt find me? Why had she not spoken to any of us in literal years? And what has made her just now want to catch up with me? I was so lost in thought that I didn't even remember ordering, a large steak burger and fries just happened to appear in front of me. A chocolate shake, too. God, I must be so out of it. Well, I guess that's what happens when you have sex like 100 times in the span of four days.
Stephanie seemed to order generally the same thing, albeit with a strawberry shake and coleslaw. Eugh, coleslaw. That shit's nasty. I grabbed the cold glass and was about to down the entire shake, but Stephanie held hers out to me. Her eyes reflected even more sun than her glass. It was incredible how much warmth I could feel from just her face. With a smile, I clinked my glass into hers and enjoyed the chocolatey goodness.
"Jackie, there's so much I want to tell you," she sighed to me in a solemn tone. I took the straw out of my mouth and raised my eyes to her, curious. After swallowing a handful of fries, I egged the casual mistress on. "Yeah, I'd like to hear it, Aunt Ste-"
"Stephanie is just fine, Jackie. Or just Steph." She looked serious. I felt an awkward air loom around our booth after she said that. O...kay...? I didn't mean to offend her. Then again, I'm sure it's probably just so she doesn't feel old. Rachael doesn't like me calling her 'aunt' either. Though in all honesty, Steph doesn't even seem Rachael's age. She could pass off as a college student, she looked so young. I'll use the word again; she has a very humble beauty to her that comes off more genuinely than even some of my gals.
The only thing not humble about Steph is her... ahem... tits. I'm not a good judge of cup size, but I could tell just by looking at them that they're about the same size as Stacy's. Yeah, they're huge. But I didn't want to look at them. I just wanted to know about Steph. I swallowed again and licked some grease off my lips. "Sorry, Stephanie. Go on."
Stephanie Dusk is, or I guess was, Dad's older sister. She loved him more than anything else in the whole world. They got along better than most siblings. Unfortunately for Steph, they wouldn't stay by each other's side for as long as they wanted to, as she had to go to college before Roy, my dad, even finished high school. Though she didn't give me any specifics, Steph tells me that she had a lot of dark times in her early adulthood, and her internal demons turned her into a hermit, so to speak. She was very lonely and fatigued during her years of studying, and she'd eventually drop out of college after 2 years.
Whatever friends she made in school were too busy with their own studies to take Steph in. Left with no options, Stephanie decided to move back in with her parents. Though they were supportive of her while she tried to find jobs and build her resume, she would spend the rest of the time in her childhood home feeling like a failure to the family. And now she didn't even have her brother, her favorite person in the whole world, to help her. She wouldn't talk to Roy again until another year later when she and her parents received a letter in the mail: an invitation to the wedding of Roy and the soon-to-be Stacy Dusk. Steph was elated to finally be with her brother again for the first time in years.
After Mom and Dad married, Steph helped them around their new house. Dad would eventually have the money to rent the house right next door and have it for Stephanie. Things were looking up in her life, as she felt a new sense of belonging to her proud brother and his beautiful wife Stacy. Her love for them was greatened further when Mom had given birth to me. But unfortunately, fate would change our lives forever. As you know, my father suffered from a stroke when I was around four years old. It was during his workday, and it happened a few minutes before clocking out. The cause is still unknown to this day, 14 years later.
Stacy and Stephanie were babysitting me when paramedics arrived and broke the news to them. To say the two women were devastated doesn't even scratch the surface. My earliest memory is being at the funeral with Mom while she cried out her soul over his open casket. I had done the same just before, and so had Stephanie. However, when Stephanie and Stacy talked, certain things were said that seemed insensitive at first. Stephanie stormed off afterward and hadn't been seen since. No phone calls, no visits, no letters or meet-ups. Nothing. We had just forgotten about her because she simply wanted to be forgotten.
Stephanie had always been an extremely sensitive girl. Even as a full-grown woman, her emotions often have more control of her than she does. The pain of losing her favorite person in the whole world was too much to bear, and Steph couldn't live life normally after that. It took so many years of therapy and self-acceptance for her to even get out of bed. I couldn't begin to imagine the torment my aunt had inside her after Roy died. Even while explaining this all to me, I was in disbelief.
"But I'm so much better now, Jackie!" My aunt confidently raised her voice to me and threw her hands onto the table. "Just last month, I came back from my final meeting with my therapist. My final meeting! I finally feel good enough again to talk to the ones I love. The ones I've..." Steph looked away and pouted, still understanding the effect of her absence. "...the ones I've left behind..."
Our plates were now empty, as well as the glasses. The diner even seemed to be almost empty. How long had we been talking? I glanced up at the clock near the front entrance and almost shat myself. 8:52?! Mom & Mum are going to fucking kill me! Steph had noticed my color drain and looked at me with disappointment. "I'm sorry for keeping you out this late, Jackie," she sighed to me with a somber look on her face. "I just knew today was the day that I needed this."
The blue woman reached over and put a hand on my shoulder. It fazed me out of my paranoia and got my attention. I looked deep into Stephanie's eyes and nodded at her. "No, please don't apologize, Steph," I rest my right hand on top of hers. Her fur was incredibly hot, which is odd because the ACs inside Jeremy Junior's were on max-power. I continued as I gave my aunt a warm smile. "I just don't think my mothers would be happy with me staying out for too much longe-"
Steph looked at me like she had just seen an explosion. "Wait a minute; mothers? Stacy remarried?" Oh wow, she __really_ doesn't know._ She really has been in solitude this whole time. I smiled and nodded at her. "Yeah, Mom married a woman around when I turned five. Her name's Morgan and she's the best stepmother I could've ever asked for." Even after explaining it, Stephanie's eyes still bulged out in an almost comical way. She took her hand off my shoulder and held it up to her head in shock. Then she laughed. Just a little, though.
"Damn, I should've known that women swung both ways." I had the feeling that I shouldn't've laughed at that, but I did so anyway. The two of us giggled while waiting for our check. Despite my offer, Stacy wanted to pay for the whole thing. "I know your mothers probably spoil the shit outta you. But you're my kid right now. Let me do it." Trust me, my mothers spoil me more than you could ever believe. Speaking of which, I think it was about time I told them where I was.
I don't know why my phone was off, but when it booted back up, I was hit with an onslaught of messages the world had never seen. Fear, anger, lust, rejection; all of those and more tonight at 9. Not only were there hundreds of messages asking where I was, but there were over a dozen missed calls. I gulped when I saw the badge that showed the number of unanswered calls. Yep, they are going to fucking kill me.
I went into our group chat and told them to all calm down:
"Hey everybody. I'm so sorry for leaving you all unanswered. Don't worry, I'm out with a friend right now. My phone was off earlier. Again, I'm sorry!" [Jackie- 8:55 pm]
"Master! Oh, thank God you're okay!" [Stacy- 8:55 pm]
"Master! Please don't make us worry like that again." [Rachael- 8:55 pm]
"Jeez, babe, I almost had a heart attack when you didn't come home. I'm going to fuck you like no-tomorrow when you get back." [Morgan- 8:55 pm]
"Thank fuck you answered. My pussy's getting so lonely." [Deborah- 8:55 pm]
"Mine too!" [Regina- 8:55 pm]
"Mine too! Please come home and destroy me already!" [Tara- 8:56 pm]
"As much as I love these sexy women, Jackie, I need your cock right now more than anything else!" [Francine- 8:56 pm]
Heh, it felt good to see that again. Man, we're gonna have a great time when I get back.
I was about to tell them I'd be home soon, but Stephanie looked over at me and got my attention. I turned off my screen and placed it face-down, hoping she didn't see any of that. God knows the last thing I want is for my aunt to see how horny her sister-in-law is for her own son.
Suddenly, Steph pointed at my phone while looking me in the eyes. "I know you're probably texting your mother right now. But please don't tell her about me. Or any of this, for that matter." Don't tell her? Why wouldn't I tell her? Her sister just came out of hiding and is interacting with the Dusk family again! Isn't that something she'd want to hear? Steph could tell I was questioning her decision mentally, so she interrupted me before I could even start speaking. "I want to be able to tell them myself, Jackie. After all, I've been away for over a decade; I don't think a text should be how the ice is broken."
Eh, I see her point. I turned my screen on again and deleted the draft I was typing. Before I could go back to my home screen, however, Stephanie grabbed me by the shirt and ran out with me. I dropped my phone into my pocket and waved at the diner workers after her. It got dark out really quickly, and we almost couldn't see the car in the lot. It's kinda... well, alright, I'll say it; it's a shit car. There was no shine to it at all, so we had to play hide-and-seek with it for a literal minute before we could find it.
Once opening the doors and settling in, I buckled up and sighed, feeling very satisfied. However I had to ask my aunt something: "Hey Stephanie, why'd you rush us out of there?" I was looking outside the window while she started up the car. After asking, though, I looked toward my aunt and was met with another one of her signature ear-to-ear smiles. Her eyes sparkled at me and she gave me droopy lips. Oh boy, what is she gonna say?
"Wanna spend the night back at my place, hun?"
I nearly choked on the small strands of saliva in my mouth. I had to do a double, even a triple-take at my busty aunt before she would talk again. "Sorry for putting that on you, Jackie. I just really, really don't want to be lonely tonight. Please? Pretty please?" Lonely? What, you're gonna tell me a beautiful woman with an ample chest like Stephanie is single? Give me a break, man. I laughed at myself and tried to deny her claim, but she continued to stare at me with pleading eyes and lips. Now her hands were clasped around each other, too.
Ugh, for fuck's sake, man. Oh, alright. Fine, I'll stay with her. But just for tonight; I got bitches at home who are in serious need of getting their holes pounded. I gave my aunt a half-assed smile and patted her head. "Sure thing, Stephanie. Let me just tell my moms that I'm staying over at a friend's house for the night. I'm sure they won't mind."
Steph made some indescribable sound of joy, hugged me with spine-crunching force, and peeled out of the parking lot faster than a drag-racer. While I clung to my seat, I was texted yet again. Really? I thought I told them it was alright.
But it wasn't from them. Well, not exactly:
"Jackie, you better have a good reason for ditching me. If you weren't my favorite cock, I'd expel the shit outta you." [Melonie- 9:02 pm]
Oh God, oh fuck. It was Melonie. Shit! She's gonna fucking kill me! I had to think fast.
"Fuck, I'm sorry, Mel. It's just that a friend recognized me in the parking lot and wanted to drive me home. I had no say in the matter, babe." [Jackie- 9:02 pm]
Well, it wasn't a total lie, to be fair.
"Ugh, alright, I'm sorry for getting mad. You just have no idea how insufferable my heat is right now! I need you to cool me off, pronto~" [Melonie- 9:03 pm]
I began to sweat as her alluring proposal sounded wonderful to me. A tent started forming in my shorts. Luckily, Stephanie's eyes were just on the road. I gulped and tried to compromise with my fiery principal.
"Mel, I wish I could. Believe me, there's nothing I want to do more than destroy your holes." [Jackie- 9:03 pm]
"Then come on! Let's do it! I know where you live and I could pick you up!" [Melonie- 9:04 pm]
Didn't I have this conversation like two days ago? It was pretty much the same way Regina and I first fucked. I gotta be honest, I'm starting to like this whole "needy-sex" thing, but I also can't be everywhere at once. Why does life have to be hard like this?
"Mel, I'm out with a friend right now. We're having a 'study-date', so to speak. I'm not gonna be home till tomorrow." [Jackie- 9:04 pm]
"Oh that's bullshit and I know it! None of the teachers have been giving homework for a week now! Why are you lying to me? Is my juicy pussy not good enough for you?" [Melonie- 9:05 pm]
Now I've really done it. God, please help me.
"Melonie, I'm just having really important family-related stuff right now. I'm sorry, but you'll really have to wait." [Jackie- 9:05 pm]
"Jackie, do you have any idea how bad estrous is?" [Melonie- 9:06 pm]
We're really gonna go there? Bitch, I've been covered in the scent of horny for almost a full week. Don't act like I'm some ignorant virgin.
"Yes! I do! Because my aunt and girlfriend have it right now and they're fucking draining me!" [Jackie- 9:06 pm]
"Wait, for real?! I thought you were just fucking your mothers, Tara, and me. Your aunt goes crazy over your cock, too? And you have a girlfriend, on top of that?" [Melonie- 9:06 pm]
"I mean, technically they're all my girlfriends, at this point. You too." [Jackie- 9:07 pm]
"Yeah, so be a good boyfriend and pound me until I break!" [Melonie- 9:07 pm]
"Mel, I told you I'm doing something important." [Jackie- 9:07 pm]
"Do me! I'm more important!" [Melonie- 9:07 pm]
Geez, this bitch is stubborn. Faced with no options left, I resorted to dirty tactics.
"Slave, Master doesn't like to repeat himself." [Jackie- 9:08 pm]
"I'm sorry Master! Please forgive me! I'll be a good little slut for you, I swear!" [Melonie- 9:08 pm]
How the fuck did that work?
"It's too late, Slave. I'm going to have to punish you." [Jackie- 9:08 pm]
"I'll accept your just punishment, Master. I swear to you that I won't do it again!" [Melonie- 9:09 pm]
"Your punishment, Slave, is to go to my house and let my more respectful slaves do whatever they please to you for the entire night. When I get back tomorrow morning, your real punishment will begin." [Jackie- 9:11 pm]
"I understand, Master. I'll let your sluts destroy my body, just for you." [Melonie- 9:11 pm]
"Good girl~" [Jackie- 9:12 pm]
That sequence of events had left me more baffled than I've ever been in my whole life. This intelligent woman, who is also the principal of my school, is now bending to my will. She's almost 10 years older than me, for fuck's sake! What the hell is my life?