Audacious Reckoning

Mrs. Maney and her friend Samantha left the spa about a month ago relaxed and in such good spirits that they promised to treat themselves at least once a month. It was only when Mrs. Maney tried to call the spa that she found out they, unfortunately, went out of business. Coincidentally this was just about the time that she started to feel a bit off.

It all began when Davey came home upset over work. Now, just the week before they were celebrating with Lily and her mom, Samantha, on the new job Lily landed at TriTech as the assistant to Davey’s boss. Davey finally confessed that the reason he was upset was because of this very same boss, Mr. Meeks. It seems he had been on Davey's case all afternoon and was acting like such a bully, especially when Lily was around. Davey watched his Mom’s face blush as she reached toward the table and suddenly had to set down.

“Mom, what’s the matter?” he asked reaching out to steady her.

“Oh … I d-d-don’t … don’t worry, sweetie, it was just a … maybe a … hot flash … women sometimes get.”

“I’m sorry, Mom, I hope I didn’t upset you. Are you sure you’re OK?”

“Yes, yes … just go change out of your work clothes and relax. I’ll have dinner ready in a little bit … love you!”

“Love you, mom.” Davey said as he headed up to his room. As he reached the stairs he thought he heard his mom in a hushed voice say ‘This Mr. Meeks sounds like such an awful, awful bully …”

The next day was Saturday. Samantha as usual was over at Mrs. Maney’s house. After a few glasses of wine Mrs. Maney told Sam about the ‘hot flash’ incident after hearing about Davey’s boss.

With a flushed look on her face Lily’s mom out of the blue said “Wow, Cynthia. I wondering what it would be like to get fucked by a big bully like that … hee, hee, hee.”

“ Sam! What ... what are you saying!? What an awful thought … d-d-do you think he has a big … Jesus, what am I thinking … this is Lily and Davey’s boss we are talking about! Maybe we’ve had a little too much wine.”

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The next week things were definitely falling apart. Samantha had called her on Monday to tell her that Lilly had quit her job at TriTech because of Mr. Meeks and was now training at a company owned by a Mr. Arlo. Samantha was pretty angry and maybe a little drunk as she told Mrs. Maney that Davey didn’t even have enough influence to help Lily keep her job. Lily seemed happy enough but she knew her daughter was worried that her and Davey wouldn’t have enough money to afford a place of their own to start a family.

“Cynthia, I know your son is making pretty good money and since he still lives with his mommy, he’s probably saved a bit … but I worry sometimes … he wasn’t even strong enough to support Lily, who was so upset when she lost her job at TriTech. What would happen if Mr. Meeks canned his ass too, just for the fun of it?”

Mrs. Maney caught her breath imagining Mr. Meeks, the guy who bullied Davey in front of his girlfriend, taking pleasure in calling her sweet, timid …son into his office to …

“Cynthia are you there?”

“Yes, yes … gosh, I’m here. I worry too sometimes, Sam. It’s just … well they could live here for awhile I suppose …”

Cutting her off Mrs. Conley ranted “I’ll tell you this, if Davey can’t support Lily, I’m not sure they should even get married. It’s time that little sissy of yours grew up, Cynthia. Do you suppose they’ve even had sex yet … I know Lily is a bit sensitive and caring, and definitely too trusting ... and she is so in love with Davey, but come on, Cynthia, he definitely doesn’t have the balls to protect her let alone satisfy her in bed.”

Sam heard the phone drop to the floor and Cynthia breathing heavily as she fumbled about trying to pick it up. The degrading words about her son instantly triggered the pulsing heat between her legs. “Oh …mmm, yes … sorry Cynthia … I have to go now, sorry.”

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The day Lily left TriTech was the same day Davey had rescued a kitten that Pets R Us was hosting from the animal shelter. The next night was the night he joined Wyatt at the karaoke club and drank way too much to hardly remember anything. Wyatt must have brought him home and had someone drop his car off. He found a note from Wyatt taped to the steering wheel the next morning again congratulating him on his upcoming wedding and telling him he looked forward to watching Lily sing next time.

The following week Davey came home so happy he told his Mom that the company promotion committee was meeting tomorrow and Mr. Meeks was probably going to recommend him for a new position.

Mrs. Maney had bought a cake on her way home to celebrate Davey’s promotion. But when she came into the house, Davey was already setting in the kitchen sobbing. She noticed that he hadn’t even changed his clothes. “Oh sweetie, what’s the matter?”

Davey hugged his mom looking for her to comfort him. He told her all the awful things Mr. Meeks had done including Mr. Meeks’s request for Lily to come over for dinner, leaving out the part about what he did to his last cute female dinner guest, of course. Then Davey whimpered that he was just going to quit.

“Stop it! Just stop it. You’re not a little pussy boy, are you? Just stop whining and tough it out!” Mrs. Maney said as she pushed him away and quickly walked over to the refrigerator to start supper before Davey could see her blushing face or feel the aroused heat rising from between her legs.

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‘Hi Mrs. Maney, I’m a bit worried about your son, Davey, please call me back as soon as possible.’ The phone call she received during her last class period at school was from TriTech, where her son worked. She let the message go to voice mail but was anxious to call back as quickly as possible especially if it was about Davey being in some kind of trouble. The older developmentally challenged class was chaos as usual even though most of the students were over 18 and would graduate this year. She was finally able to step out into the hall after telling Arthur, one of her trusted, big, intimidating students to watch the class for a minute.

Mrs. Maney called the number for TriTech “Hello, Mrs. Maney, sorry to disturb you during class but this is very important.” Then quietly a tune began to play in the background … a familiar tune … “Mrs. Maney, are you there?”

Mrs. Maney’s eyes glazed over as she slid down the wall with her hand between her legs. Fortunately there was no one in the hallway at this time of day to see, “Yes, I’m … mmmmm …. here.”

“Hello, I’m Mr Meeks, Davey’s boss at TriTech. I’ll be sending Davey’s new supervisor over this evening. His name is George. … I’m a little teapot … George will tell you more about … how worthless your son is … short and stout, here is my handle … and show you how big his c … and here is my spout.”

The orgasm pulsed through Mrs. Maney’s body as she thrust her hand between her legs and used the other to massage one of her big sagging tits that she had some how managed to pull free from the top of her blouse. Soon her grunts and moans began to echo down the hallway. “Hello, Mrs. Maney, are you still there? I suggest you leave now. No telling how George will reprimand Davey at work if you’re not there when he arrives. Oh, and by the way … Wyatt sends his love … ping …”

Mrs. Maney gained a bit of her senses back when Wyatt’s name was mentioned. Determination and anger begin to fuel her stumbling steps back to her class as she straightened her skirt and blouse and tried to compose herself. She swore that she would never let Wyatt back into her life or let him harm her son!

As she walked back in her classroom the first thing she noticed is that it was very quiet. This class is never quiet. Arthur is setting at her desk with a disturbing smile on his face. As she finally takes her eyes off Arthur and looks around the room she sees one of the smaller boys is standing as if being punished in the front corner of the class with a sad, tear stained face. Mrs. Maney gasps as she sees the dusty outline of a foot print on the seat of his pants. Some thing is definitely ... not ... right. As she again turns with a questioning look towards her class, she notices that one of the girls that usually tags along with the boy standing in the corner is nowhere to be seen. An itch begins to rise from the moist place between Mrs. Maney’s legs as she spots a cute girl's shoe next to the missing girl's desk. Turning quickly she locks eyes with the big hulking figure setting at her desk … the blushing smirk on his face sends a shiver down her spine as her eyes slowly … spot one matching shoe and one bare little foot under her desk. The boy in the corner with out saying a word looked over at Mrs. Maney with a teary, pleading look on his face and then looked back over to her desk. Arthur made sure that the boy in the corner had a clear view of what was going on under Mrs. Maney’s desk.

Mrs. Maney jumped a bit as Arthur spoke. “I think it time you go, teacher. My uncle don’t like waiting for his little piglets.”

Just as the room began to spin Mrs. Maney rushed from the class in a panic. The awful bullying she just witnessed began to trigger another intense orgasm but she somehow made it back to her car and took a deep breath to try to get back under control. She knew she was a strong woman but … “What the hell is happening!” she yelled as another message pinged on her phone.

“Wyatt also encourages you to share this picture with your son. I’m sure it will make a pleasant family photo for you and him to show to all your friends … or even just strangers on the street if you like.”

There was a picture of Lily on her knees, showing her blouse pulled down and her pert little tits with aroused nipples pointing at the camera. Her mouth is open and her pink little tongue was hanging out like a horny, scared, sad little puppy.