Bobby Scores A Home Run

As you followed Sarah up the steps towards her bedroom, you began to feel a little jealous of Bobby. Not because he chose Vanessa; you had that same chance and you said no. It was that he, an 18 year old unattractive prick, was going from fucking his mom to fucking an 18 year old goddess. Fucking the hottest girl in school was every male student's fantasy; he was going to live it.

"So Sarah, how do the Whittmen deal with school? Like, can Bobby demand Vanessa give him a blowjob in the middle of class?" Sarah laughed. "Oh no, the Whittmen know how immature young adults are. Bobby will dictate their relationship. He can have Vanessa tell her classmates that they're dating, or he can keep it a secret. He can tell Vanessa what to wear to school, as long as it's appropriate. He can tell her what to eat, as long as it's not too unhealthy. He can even tell her which after school activities to participate in. They can do normal high school stuff like kiss or hold hands, but nothing that can get them in trouble."

That made you feel a bit better for Vanessa. Sarah continued, "If they're married though then they'll have to tell their classmates and the school. That's something the Whittmen don't allow to be hidden. They don't want men claiming to be single and marrying multiple women. Of course, this won't become an issue if they get married and Bobby tells Vanessa to drop out of school."

That sounded crazy. "Why would Bobby do that?" you asked. "Well sir, many Whittwomen don't complete high school. The skills we need to learn: cooking, cleaning, pleasuring a man during sex, taking ****, and being a good wife, aren't taught in classrooms. Many husbands view it a waste to keep their wives in school."

That made sense...but you were still mad. You knew it was because someone like Bobby had so much power. You didn't think he deserved it. You didn't want to call him on it though; that would be a one way ticket out of the Whittmen. Still, you wanted to find a way to protect Vanessa if you could.

After Sarah put your things into some empty drawers you noticed something on the bed: Baseball trading cards. Sarah saw you eyeing them as well. "So sorry sir, would you like me to move these? Bobby was playing with these before he went to sleep." At that moment you put something else together in your head. "Wow, you and Bobby shared a bed" you asked, your erection getting more obvious. "Actually no, he had a hard time sleeping. I slept on the air mattress next to the bed." You looked at the small space between the end of the bed and the wall. Sure enough, a single size air mattress was setup there.

So this asshole Bobby not only abused his mom regularly, but he didn't even let her sleep in her own bed. Now he had a gorgeous creature like Vanessa at his disposal and he would likely do the same to her. Sarah soon interrupted your train of thought. "Sir, I'm sure it's been hours since you've eaten. Are you hungry?" You say that you are, and you both exit her bedroom, hand in hand.

As you made you passed the living room on your way to the kitchen, you saw a scene that only served to make you angrier.