Chapter 04
The morning sun shone into a bedroom through a wall that was completely glass. Inside was a queen-size bed with a chrome metal headboard, a black duvet cover and pink pillows. On the other side of the room were white flat panel cabinets that were open wide. Standing in front of them was Courtney wearing a long white robe and black high heels. In the center of the open cabinet was a floor length mirror framed on either side in stylish clothing, mostly black and pink. She stared at her reflection. She had red lipstick on her thick lips, and dark mascara over her sky blue eyes. She had a slightly upturned nose, a narrow chin, and long golden blonde hair that flowed over the shoulders of the long white robe. She pulled the robe closed and tied the belt around her small waist when she heard the doorbell ring. She closed the cabinet doors, leaving an almost seamless flat white wall.
She took a couple of slow breaths and then walked down the hall, her heels echoing down the corridor. The hall opened up to a huge living room filled with dark wooden bookcases and plush leather couches. The outer walls were made entirely of glass with a white cantilevered ceiling.
To the left was the glass front door, on the other side of which was Marlon. His skin was light brown in the sun. He wore a simple shirt and jeans, and a pair of silver crucifixes hung around his neck. He looked at the attractive woman through the thick glass, the only barrier between them. She untied her robe and pushed it off, over her shoulders. The robe fell to the floor, revealing her hourglass shaped body, dressed in black lingerie with a garter belt and pantyhose. Her ample bust looked amazing in the lacey underwear. The man stared at her breathtaking body and smiled from ear-to-ear.
On a pedestal in front of the door was a small keypad. He entered a four digit code, and after the door unlocked with a click, he stepped inside. She turned around and began to walk away, showing her full round butt in thong underwear, as her hips swayed from side to side seductively.
“Damn Courtney, I've missed that ass,” he said.
She was silent, only her heels clicking as she walked down the hall. He followed her into the hall past one bedroom until she turned to face him, in front of another open bedroom door.
“I like the outfit. We the only ones here?” He asked, as he reached out to grab her. She caught both of his strong hands before they got a chance to touch hips.
“Everyone comes back tomorrow. And Marlon... no touching. Lay on the bed,” she ordered, pointing to the bedroom. He could have easily overpowered her, but her change in attitude must have interested him, because he didn't argue.
“You have something kinky planned girl?” Marlon asked. As he entered, he pulled off his shirt and threw it to the floor in one clean motion. His crucifixes made a clinking sound as they fell together on his wide chest. His chiseled abdominals were like an underwear model, but his arms and shoulders were a little bulkier.
“I want to try something new,” she said, placing both hands on her hips and sticking her large breasts out as he kicked off his sneakers and lay flat on the bed.
She went to the bedside table and opened the small drawer there. While her back was facing Marlon, he grabbed her large, well-shaped butt.
“You gonna let me into that ass?”
She turned with a hint of anger on her face, but it quickly faded.
“I said no touching,” she said, pulling away his hand after she turned around. She was holding fuzzy pink handcuffs in her hand. “But if you're a good boy, maybe I'll give you a treat.”
“I think you know I'm not a good boy, but I'll try,” her said with a smile.
“Take off your pants,” she said.
He quickly unbuckled his belt and pulled off his loose trousers, tossing then onto his shirt in the corner. Like always, he was commando. Courtney glanced at his thick dark cock and then looked him straight in the eye. She fought the urge to stare at his impressive genitals. Marlon held out his hand as he lay on the top of the bed. She grabbed his wrist and clasped one end of the handcuff tightly around it. She pushed his hand back and clasped the other end of the handcuff to the metal frame of the bed.
“Isn't this Ashley's room?” He said looking at the black bed with the pink pillows. “Why not yours?”
“She's the only one that has a headboard like this,” Courtney replied. She handcuffed his other hand to the opposite side of the bed as a smile crept across her glossy lips. “So, let's get started,” she said.
“Oh yeah. Gimme dat ass.”
“I don't think so,” she replied. “Ok, Mom!” she said loudly as she folded her arms beneath her chest. Then Marlon heard the sounds of footsteps down the hall.
“Hello Marlon,” said Cara as she came into view. She wore a long mustard yellow dress and her champagne blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail. The sleeveless midi dress was buttoned all the way down the front and ruffled along the bottom edge. She was carrying Courtney's white robe and handed it to her daughter.
“Hey Cara,” Marlon replied. “This suddenly got more exciting. Mother-daughter threesome?” He spoke casually, which was a stark contrast to his current predicament.
“No,” Courtney said.
“The… we can’t… anymore,” Cara spoke with an unsure and quiet voice.
“What are you talking about?” he asked.
“No more fooling around with me or mom,” Courtney explained as she put on the robe, covering her body. “I saw you with Cara that night after the whole family was in the sauna. She went into your room and I could hear from the other side of the door what you were doing.”
Marlon's expression did not change.
“Do you deny it?” Courtney asked.
“I fucked her,” he said plainly. “Is that what you wanted to hear?”
“You’re an asshole,” she said. “Why would you do that?”
“It's not as big a deal as you're making it.”
“Not a big deal?” Her voice was rising. “Cara, my mom, is married to your Dad, Mateus, and you were fucking her, your own stepmother?” She said the last words almost yelling. “I wasn't enough? Even if I'm your step-sister?”
"First stop calling Mateus my dad. I've hardly even known him for a year. Next, why didn't you ask about it then? Or we could have talked on the phone, instead of whatever this is,” he rattled the cuffs. “And it's not like you or Cara didn't have a say. You both wanted it.”
Courtney scowled and Cara looked ashamed.
“That's why you got my number and had me come to this family get-together early? It's been almost three months, have you been stewing this whole time?” he asked.
“N-no. I thought you were going to just deny it. I've had a boyfriend cheat on me before.”
“I'm not your boyfriend. You're cheating on your boyfriend with me.”
“Kids, let’s not-” Cara began.
“Not now mom,” Courtney said, cutting her mother off. “Marlon, you took advantage of me, of us,” she corrected herself.
“I don't think so,” he said. He tilted his knee up and his big cock bounced onto his other leg with a flop. Cara’s eyes went to the motion between his legs, but she quickly brought them back to his face as she tried to focus.
“Well…that first time-” Courtney started.
“You wanted it as much as I did, maybe more. But you have me at a disadvantage now,” Marlon said, as he pulled his cuffs tight, his biceps and chest flexing as he causing the handcuffs to clang against the metal loudly.
“Honey maybe we should let him go, this is a bit much,” Cara said.
“No. I’m, I mean we’re just putting him in his place. Do you think he even cares about you or Mateus?” she asked. “Maybe he's just trying to break you up or something?” There was a pause, but Cara didn't reply to her daughter's questions. “Or are you just a sex addict?” Courtney asked him.
“Really? Are you done asking your questions?” He laughed. “Can you let me go now?” he asked calmly. He shifted his pelvis again and his dick flopped to the other side. Cara tried not to linger her gaze on his tasty looking dick for too long. It was difficult focusing on his face.
“I think it’s enough,” Cara said.
“Umm.. what?” Courtney asked, losing her train of thought.
“We done with the Spanish Inquisition then? You had your fun, you made me look like a jerk, now let me go,” he said with steel in his voice.
“No. I want you to promise that you won't fuck mom anymore,” she replied.
“What? She’s a grown ass woman, she can make her own decisions.”
“Courtney I-”
“Promise,” Courtney said again.
“You don't trust your mom?”
“That's not it.”
“Marlon, I-”
“Fuck both of you,” Marlon said with a smirk. “In fact I think you can’t resist this brown dick, so you’re trying to get me to leave. You can’t control yourself around me.” Cara frowned when he said that. “Why don't you both just get to work on my dick. You know you want it. You sluts are probably wet right now just looking at this thing.” He shifted his cock again, drawing extra attention to his massive phallus.
Cara sighed. Her stepson was attractive, and confident, which made him even more attractive, but this was too much. He was just being rude now. The mother and daughter began to speak quietly together.
“Mom, we agree right, he’s being a bastard.”
“Don’t use that word, but yes, he’s a bit of a jerk,” Cara said.
“A bit?”
“Ok, a big jerk.”
“Yes. Should we tell Mateus?”
“No, no, we agreed not to do that. It would make us all look bad. And we're staying here, even him, overnight. In the morning we're going to talk about the family trip with Mateus. We're going to leave for Spring Break in only a few weeks now. We need to find a way to make it work.”
“Not sure I want to go to Brazil with you two if there is more of this planned…” Marlon said, rattling the hand cuffs.
“Shut up,” Courtney said hashly.
“Courtney,” Cara said, trying to draw the attention of her daughter back to her, “you know how he first thought we were both...” Cara stopped.
“What?” Courtney asked.
Cara suddenly grinned. “I have an idea.” She whispered very softly into Courtney’s ear.
“Really? I'm not sure. Hmmm” Courtney sighed. “Ok,” she said. She turned to face Marlon.
“Guess you got what you wanted then.”
“Huh?”
“You’ll see,” Cara said, getting up on the bed. Courtney got up next to her.
“Have a feeling this isn’t gonna be some mother daughter love fest…”
“Just relax,” Cara said as she pulled up her dress around her hips and sat on his legs. She took his dark meat in her hand and began to pull on it.
“So far so good,” Marlon said with a smile.
“Sure,” Courtney said, rolling her eyes as his dick started to engorge.
“Thought you were pissed, what's going on?”
“We agreed to let you have some fun for now. One last time, but…,” Cara paused.
“We'll get serious later,” Courtney said, finishing her mother's sentence. Her robe fell open as she got on the other side of him, putting her hand on him as well, so they could jack him off simultaneously.
“I'm not sure I buy it. But keep going,” Marlon said with a smile.
Courtney and Cara laughed. Marlon looked at them with suspicion again, but closed his eyes as he felt soft lips.
Cara was the first to place him into her mouth which annoyed or maybe disgusted Courtney more than a little by her facial expression.
Marlon didn’t say anything, he just lay back and moaned as his stepmother gave him a long slow slurp in her mouth. She was able to fit more than Courtney ever had. She continued on him for about a minute, up and down.
“Your turn,” she said, letting him go. Her daughter went down on him next. Courtney's large breasts hung out of her robe but stayed inside of her lacey black lingerie. She bit the tip of his cock but without breaking the skin.
“Ahh fuck,” Marlon said.
“Calm down you big baby,” Courtney said, and then sucked one of his balls in her mouth while she stroked his cock with the other.
Cara rubbed her hands under the crucifixes and across the muscles of her step-son's chest and down towards his abs. When her hand reached his belly button her lips kissed across his nipple.
He moaned and Cara smirked against his chest.
Courtney was sucking on one of his large egg shaped balls as she jacked his dark brown cock off to the side.
“My turn,” Cara said, putting her hand to the base of his dick as she watched her daughter try and deepthroat her stepson.
“I could get used to this,” Marlon said as his large dick popped free from Courtney's plump lips.
Cara opened her mouth wide and engulfed his cock, her teeth gently scraping the skin of his thick cock because she couldn't open any wider. She was able to fit about two thirds of his length past her lips.
“Damn your Mom’s real good at this,” Marlon said.
“Shut-up,” Courtney retorted. Although Cara wouldn't admit it, she appreciated the compliment. Courtney was no slouch either, but despite his massive dick, Cara seemed to be able to handle it without as much effort. Cara attributed the difference to Courtney’s lack of experience.
Cara pumped with her hand from the base, while going up and down over his shaft with her lips. She pulled the cock from her mouth and licked around the head while she gave full strokes with both of her hands. She looked him in the eyes as she continued.
Courtney felt along Marlon's muscular torso, hardly an ounce off fat was on his chiseled abs and slim loins.
“Oh fuck yeah, that's good,” he said. “You could learn a few things from your mother,” Marlon said with a chuckle to Courtney.
“Fuck you,” she replied.. “Gimme that big thing.”
Cara coughed after one last deepthroat. There was something about stuffing her step-son's cock deep into her throat that always got her off. The warmth between her legs was stirring as she felt her pussy drip through her panties and then down her leg. She held his meat at the base and tilted it towards her daughter, as if to indicate she was handing it over. She was a bit worried they might be going too far.
“He's just trying to make you mad honey,” Cara said.
Her daughter took a large breath and opened her mouth as wide as she could. She went down deep, maybe as far as Cara before she gagged.
“Nice, looks like we have a new champion,” Marlon said. Courtney pulled back and gasped.
“I said, shut-up,” she said with short breath. She held his balls in one hand squeezing them a bit as her other hand held the base of his dick. This time she slowly eased her lips back and forth over his dick. As she reached as deep as she could, her lips wrapped firmly around him and her hands pressed against his hips.
Despite being angry, Cara noticed that Courtney was really getting into it. She didn't want this to be a competition, but maybe just one more time...
“Ok, my turn,” Cara said, almost too eagerly. Her face and chest were a little flush.
“No, I think he's had enough,” Courtney replied as her lips came free and Cara took a hold of his cock.
“Ready to ride the pony then?” Marlon said.
“No, we aren't doing that,” Courtney retorted, as she stood up from the bed and wrapped the robe around herself again so her buddy was hidden behind the fabric.
“What next then?” Marlon asked.
“I guess Courtney's right, sorry Marley,” Cara said, standing up and wiping the saliva from her lips with the back of her hand.
“When did you start calling him Marley?” Courtney asked with annoyance in her voice.
“Wait, so that's it?” He said with anger. “You just get me all hard and let me go? So that's what you plan was from the beginning? That's like torture,” he said.
“You’ve been... a bit of a jerk,” Cara said.
“More than a bit,” Courtney replied. “You've been a bastard. And we're not letting you go.”
“We're not?” Cara said.
“What the fuck? Bitch, let me go,” he said with anger.
“He obviously hasn't learned his lesson,” Courtney said. ‘He needs to sit and think about it, like a little boy on time out. Then after that he can go downstairs to his room without any desert.”
“Seriously? We're not in some fuckin’ boyfriend and girlfriend relationship that's all lovey dovey. It's just fucking. You want me to be all romantic and shit? What’d you expect? You should have gone to your boyfriend or husband if you wanted ‘I Iove yous’ and kisses.”
“Let's go,” Courtney said, moving from the bed.
“Ok,” Cara replied softly.
“We'll come back in a few hours bro,” Courtney said in a mocking tone.
“No, come back now and finish what you started,” Marlon said with feigned authority, as he tested his muscular arms against the handcuffs. Despite their fuzzy 'novelty’ appearance, they held fast.
“I don't think so,” Courtney said defiantly.
“You just going to leave me here? Come on where are the keys Cara? Let me go,” he said, pleading with her. His expression changed to a feeling of regret. His hard dick was still sticking out, a bit wet from their recent fellatio.
“Keys,” Courtney said, opening the drawer in the bedside table and picking them up. She placed them into her lingerie bra.
“Sorry Marlon,” Cara said, looking at her daughter's firm resolve. He shook his head and his expression hardened again.
“Let's go do something fun,” Courtney said. “You want to get mani-pedis?”
“That sounds good,” Cara said with a smile.
“Are you serious?” Marlon said with an eye roll.
“You have a time out,” Courtney said with a grin.
“What about when someone else comes home?” he asked.
“No one else is coming to the house till tomorrow, remember?” Cara explained.
“Even Caitlyn? That nerd is always home,” Marlon said.
“Don't call her that Marlon. She's with Habitat for Humanity in Sri Lanka until next weekend,” Cara replied. By her tone she was clearly annoyed with him. Caitlyn was very studious, but Cara didn't like name calling. “You stay here until we come back.
“I'm not going anywhere,” Marlon said. “So at least unlock one of my hands. I need to shoot my wad before I get blue balls.”
Cara held up her hand, signaling that they were done talking as she left the room.
“Enjoy your blue balls,” Courtney said with a smile as she followed her mother out.
“That went differently than I thought,” Cara said as they went down the hallway towards the front door.
“Yeah,” Courtney said with a laugh.
“Do you really want to get mani-pedis?” Cara asked. They stepped into master bedroom, on the other side of the living room.
“We could, but I was thinking…,” Courtney said, as she opened the closet hidden in the wall. “Maybe we could see Grandma Addy?”
“Of course,” she smiled. “That's a wonderful idea.”
Courtney removed her robe and the key from her bra. Next she began undoing the black garters.
“Let me go get my phone to call her,” her mother said. “I'm sure she'll be thrilled to see you.”
“Ok. I’ll get changed and meet you in the living room.”
Grandma Addy was Cara’s mother. Her full name was Addison Wyss, a second generation Swiss American that had moved to the United States with her parents for new job opportunities in the thirties. Her husband had died only a few years ago of renal failure. Lately she was having trouble remembering things. She had a caregiver visit her three times a week to ensure she was alright. Although she was on medication for ventral afibrillation it seemed like she needed an adjustment with the dose every month or so. Cara’s mother never had been in the best health, but her husband had always taken care of her.
Cara talked to her mother Addy for a couple minutes, and confirmed she was free for lunch. After finishing the call, she waited patiently on the leather couch in the living room. She closed her eyes and breathed deep and slowly.
When Courtney had first confronted her with the knowledge that they were both sleeping with Marlon, she was initially a bit shocked. And then when she suggested they trap Marlon in handcuffs a few weeks ago, Cara’s initial response was no, but she also felt like she needed to support her daughter's feelings. Courtney was really hurt when she found out they were both having sex with Marlon. Her own guilt for him being her step-brother might have been a factor. Cara heard her daughter walk up, as the sound of heels clicked across the white floor.
“Ready to go?” Courtney asked.
“Yes,” Cara said, opening her eyes and standing up. Courtney had donned a pretty white floral patterned dress, with short sleeves and a ruffled, knee-length, hemline.
They began walking down the hall past the bedrooms and towards the back of the house. As they approached the room that Marlon was in, Cara stopped. “You really want to just leave him here?” she was beginning to feel sorry for her stepson. She didn't think anyone deserved to be locked up like that.
“He's a prick Mom,” she replied. “He called me a bitch.”
“You are a bitch,” he yelled from inside the room.
“See,” she sighed. “Let's go.”
“Alright,” Cara agreed. They walked past the room. She glanced briefly inside. He was scowling angrily.
“Wait,” Courtney said. She walked inside and draped a blanket over his lower torso. His cock was still hard so it just made a tent.
“What's the point of that?” Marlon said.
“I'm tired of looking at it,” Courtney said.
“You love it.”
Courtney scoffed. As she closed the door behind her, Cara noticed Marlon was “flipping the bird” with both hands.
They walked to the end of the hall and then downstairs and through a door leading to the garage. The garage was big enough for four cars, but at that moment, there were only two, Marlon’s apple red Civic and Cara’s white Mercedes SUV.
They entered her car and began to back out of the garage and proceed down the driveway towards the front gate.
Surrounding the house for at least 300 feet around was a well-trimmed lawn. The property was fenced with tall and dense trees that gave the house a serene quality as if it was within a clearing of a remote forest. It was about 11:30 in the morning when they left the front gates.
“How has Grandma been? Any improvement?” Courtney asked.
“About the same,” Cara replied. “She's almost 90 now,” Cara said.
“It seems like just yesterday when she was taking us to Disneyland with Grandpa, I can't believe she's so old now.
“What did you want to do for lunch, were we going out with Grandma?”
“I was thinking we could pick up something from the sandwich shop on the next right ahead.”
“Ok.”
They stopped by The Witty Wheat to pick up a few sandwiches, even one for Marlon. After their first stop, it wasn't long until they were at her mother's home off of Olive Village Road on the opposite side of the 101 freeway from the beach. They parked in the long driveway next to a large single story home. Cara had been talking to her mother about selling the home for the past year. It was too large for her to maintain by herself, but Addy had trouble letting go. They left the car and went to the front door. After pressing the doorbell, they both smiled, even before the door opened.
“Hello Courtney! So glad you came. It's been so long,” said the elderly woman when she opened the door, as she gave her granddaughter a hug.
“I've missed you,” Courtney replied. “I'm sorry I haven't visited. I've been very busy on the soap opera.”
“Oh my darling, don't worry about it.”
“Good to see you Mom,” Cara said, giving her mother a hug.
“Please come in, come in.”
“We brought some sandwiches for lunch,” Courtney said, holding up the bag as they entered. “I have your favorite, tuna on rye.”
“With sprouts?”
“Of course,” she replied.
“Thank you so much. I'll get the plates.”
“Let me help you mother,” Cara said.
“Thank you darling.”
“Where did you want to eat Grandma?”
“At the kitchen table is fine dear.”
Courtney went to the small table at one end of the large kitchen and placed each sandwich on the clean plates that her mother brought from the cupboard.
“What would you like to drink? Tea, water, wine?” Cara’s mother asked.
“I'll have tea,” said Cara.
“Me as well,” said Courtney.
“I made some sun tea a few days ago, it's in the refrigerator dear.”
Cara opened the refrigerator and saw a pitcher of yellowish liquid with three tea bags (string and tag still attached) and an entire uncut lemon inside. Her mother had become a bit absent minded recently.
“It’s almost noon, how about wine instead,” Cara said. Courtney gave her mother a dubious look. Cara shook her head in response.
“I'll just have water,” Courtney said.
They sat down, Cara poured a glass of white wine for herself, water for the other two, and they began to eat.
“So darling how are you doing?” Addy asked of her granddaughter.
“I'm good Grandma. How have you been?” Courtney replied. She took a bite of her turkey sandwich.
“I'm okay. I don't have much energy nowadays, but my helper comes over a couple times a week and your mom visits me to help out.”
“That's good,” Courtney replied.
“You know I always watch your show on television. You're such a great actress darling.”
“Thank you Grandma.”
“How has your blood pressure been mom?” Cara said. She was chewing on her club sandwich and sipping on white wine.
“You know I don't remember that dear. My helper keeps a sheet on the refrigerator.”
“I'll take a look later.”
They had just finished their lunch and Cara took her phone out to check the time. Her eyes went a little wide, then she sent a text.
“Honey?”
“What happened?” Courtney asked.
“Ashley's coming home early. She texted me about an hour ago but I must have missed it.”
“When is she coming?”
“Today.”
“Oh, um do we need to pick her up?”
“No, one of the mother's from her cheer squad is dropping her off, so she might see… her brother,” Cara said softly
“Right, we should go back and-”
“Let me give her a call,” she said. She held the phone up to her ear after starting the call.
“Is everything ok darling?”
“Yeah it's fine Grandma,” Courtney replied.
The phone rang but Ashley didn't pick up the phone.
“Hello Honey I was just calling to… to see when you're coming home. Call me before you go inside the house, ok?” Cara hung up. “We should go back home before Ashley gets there.”
“You just got here darling please don't go,” said Addy, clinging to Courtney’s arm.
“It's ok Mom, why don't you just go? I’ll spend some more time with Grandma. It's been a long time since I've seen her.”
“It’s not really fair that I get to see you all the time, but you don't see me,” she said with a strange smile.
“What do you mean?”
“On the television,” Addy explained.
“Oh right,” Courtney laughed.
“Ok, I'll take the car back to the house,” Cara said, “And come pick you up later?”
“That’s fine,” Courtney said. “But didn't you just drink some wine?”
“It was only half a glass and the house is a few minutes away, I'll be fine,” she said, with a wave of her hand as she stood up. “I almost forgot, where is the key for the cuffs?” she whispered.
“Oh right,” Courtney said. She grabbed her purse, pulled out the keys and gave them to her mother.
“Thanks,” Cara said, placing them into her own purse. “Goodbye Mom,” Cara said to Addy. “I have an errand to run, but I'll be right back, ok.” The two embraced briefly and then Cara left with her purse and the extra sandwich for Marlon.
She drove quickly to her house, along the few side streets, to the front gate. She pressed a button in the roof of her car and the gate opened up. Then she drove into the garage, parking next Marlon's car. After grabbing her purse and the sandwich bag she left the car and started walking quickly to the garage door to the house. She took out her key and unlocked the door with a click and entered a dark mudroom at the foot of the stairs.
“Hello?” She called out. There was no response, as she placed the house key back into her purse. She was praying that Ashley hadn't arrived home yet. She began ascending the stairs. At the top of the stairs there was a quick left turn where she started walking down the hall. “Hello?” She called again. There was no answer.
She looked at her phone, checking if Ashley had sent her something she had missed. Nope, nothing.
She went to Ashley's room and opened it. Marlon was still there, handcuffed to the bed. His cock was still making a tent in the blanket. Had he been hard this whole time?
“You gonna get me out of these things?” He asked with annoyance. “I've never had blue balls this bad.”
“I'm sorry,” she said, grabbing the keys from her purse and unlocking each side. The skin around his wrists looked as if he had been trying to get out.
“My arms are all tingly from being up like that. I gotta get some water, I'm fucking thirsty.”
“I’m sorry, I'll get you some water. I brought you a sandwich too, just wait here.”
Cara went to the kitchen, set down the sandwich bag and got a glass of water from the refrigerator. When she turned, Marlon was approaching, still naked, with his clothes and shoes in one hand. His cock was firmly sticking up and curving towards his abs. Cara handed the water to him and couldn't help but stare as he drank it all down, with the last bit running along his chin and over his muscular body.
“Cara you gotta help me out, my balls fucking hurt,” he said, putting the glass on the kitchen counter near her. He was standing so close that his dick was pressing against her, right below her chest.
“Marley, I can't, I- I promised not to. And Ashley could be here anytime. She texted that she's coming home early.”
“The pain in my balls is torture. Do I really deserve that?” he asked. She looked up at his handsome face while his muscular body was pressed against her. Her pussy was beginning to tingle and get warm again. It's true they were pretty cruel to him, but she could get caught by her daughter. She edged away from him along the kitchen counter, towards the living room.
“I'm sorry Marlon, you should get your clothes on.” Cara grabbed her phone from her purse when she heard a notification. She felt Marlon hike up her dress and lift her up. He shoved his cock between her legs and up against her snatch so the length of his rock hard meat was pressing firmly against her panties. It almost felt like his dick was holding her up.
“Marley..,” she protested. “Set me down.” The size and heat of his dick against her inner thigh stirred her desire for him as she read the text.
“She'll be here in 5 minutes,” Cara said. “We-”
“No time to waste,” Marlon said, picking her up over his shoulder in a fireman style carry. She laughed a little, still holding her phone, as he took her to the master bedroom.
“Set me down.”
The room was very big, about thirty by twenty feet, enough for the California King bed near the entrance to the room and a couple couches on the other side to the entrance with open spaces around each that made the room very spacious.
One wall in the bedroom, the outside wall that wrapped around the entire house, was made completely of glass, looking out towards the peaceful landscaping of grass and trees. On the right side of the view was the the walkway and stairs that led up to the front door. The paved driveway could also be seen, connected by the long walkway. The view was amazing and peaceful.
Marlon set her feet down on the floor at the side of the bed and he took her phone and tossed it behind her onto the white duvet cover.
She held her hands up, pushing him away.
“Come on, Cara, you’re the reason I have this problem.”
“I'm sorry for what we did,” she said, crawling on top of the bed, further away. “But remember you-,” she felt his hands on her hips as he hiked up her dress above her hips and pulled the crotch of her panties to one side, exposing her moist pussy.
“No, Ashley could-,” she said, looking back towards him. But, before she could complete her sentence-
“Hello Mom?” someone said outside the room.
Marlon froze. Cara flipped onto her back and sat up, looking over Marlon's shoulder through the bedroom door. No one was there. She shoved Marlon to the side with a grunt and approached the opening to the bedroom which led to the entryway and living area.
“Ashley is that you?” She asked while holding the door only partly open.
There was a young woman wearing a high school cheerleader outfit just inside the front door. The letters MHS were outlined in white on the sleeveless and tight blue shirt. She wore a white pleated skirt that ended several inches above her knees with two blue lines along the hem. She had thin figure and a pretty face with a button nose that had a piercing in the left nostril. Her platinum blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail with a blue bow.
“Hi Mom, Sophia's Mother just dropped me off.”
“How was it?” she replied, feeling flush and straightening her hair. Had Ashley seen her with Marlon through the glass? Cara hadn't heard anyone drive up.
“Kinda boring.”
“Did you eat lunch yet?”
“Yeah we had Fillet-o-Fowl on the way here.”
“Good. Umm, did you see me through the bedroom? I was changing, I hope your friends didn't see?”
“I didn't see anything. The sun sometimes glares against that wall.”
“Ok, that's good…,” Cara sighed slightly in relief. “Uh I'm going back to your Grandmother's house if you want to come? Courtney is spending some time with her.”
“Uh, let me unpack my stuff, and change clothes,” she said as she walked away.
Cara felt Marlon’s hands on her hips again.
“No Marlon,” she whispered to him.
“Come on Cara, I'm dying here.”
Cara heard Ashley shut her bedroom door.
“We can't,” Cara said as she adjusted her panties to cover her crotch and walked out into the living room. She sat down on the couch and picked up the television remote.
“God damnit,” Marlon said, leaving the master bedroom and walking down the hall.
“Put your clothes on. Ashley could see you,” Cara said in a loud whisper. She put down the remote and followed him down the hall. When he had rounded the corner to the the stairs and out of view, she heard her daughter's room open.
“Mom?”
Cara turned back to Ashley and smiled.
“Yes?”
“Did you call for me?”
“No, I. I mean yes, did you want… a snack, I was about to get an apple.”
“No I'm ok,” Ashley said dubiously.
“Ok just come to my room when you're ready,” Cara replied.
“Alright,” she said, going into her room and closing it again. Cara walked back to her own room, lay back against her bed and sighed. She was concerned that the situation with her step-son might test her family to its limits. She lay there for over ten minutes thinking about what to do next. She finally turned on the television when she couldn't think about it anymore. She was watching for about half an hour when she heard a notification on her phone. It was a text from Courtney, saying she was taking an Uber home.
Cara texted her daughter back asking if everything was okay. A few moments later she got a reply that everything was fine, and Grandma Addy had made plans earlier with one of her girlfriends. It was only a few minutes after the text when Courtney arrived at the house. When she walked into the master bedroom, Cara muted the television with the remote.
“Grandma Addy had plans with her girlfriends to see a movie so she called me an Uber.”
“I forgot she still did movie night with her friends. Sorry you didn't have more time.”
“It's fine, it was good seeing her after so long, even for a little while,” she said with wan smile. “So where is he?” She peered out into the living room.
“Marlon?” Cara said.
“Yeah.”
“Downstairs in his room probably...,” she trailed off.
“What?”
“Probably masterbating,” she said.
Courtney laughed. Cara smiled at her daughter's happiness. “It’s a little crazy what we did,” Courtney said with a laugh.
“Yeah it was.”
“Feels a little weird,” she said, her eyes looking to the ground.
“Are you ok honey?” Cara asked.
“Yeah, I guess it’s just now registering what we did with Marlon. Things aren’t going to be awkward between us right?” she said, indicating herself and her mother with her hand.
“Everything is going to be fine honey,” Cara replied. She took her daughter in her arms and gave her a big hug. She felt her daughter’s warm body and silky hair against her. As she broke her embrace, she smiled. “Don’t worry honey, a man can’t get between us,” she said.
“Yeah,” she said, as her somewhat melancholy expression brightened. “Especially a single-minded… sex obsessed… fuck-boy.”
Cara laughed.
“What?” Courtney said.
“What’s a fuckboy?”
“Oh… umm a guy who just wants to get laid.”
“That sounds a little mean, but…”
“True?” Courtney laughed. Cara couldn't help but do the same.
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