Diabolical Conclusion

Davey got home later then he expected that evening because his ‘new boss’ found him just before quitting time and without saying much put a bucket with a sponge and small tooth brush in his hand and motioned for him to follow as he walked to the executive bathroom. With an odd amused look on his face, George proceeded to point out sticky stains on a number of locations around the bathroom. Some where on the urinals or the wall and floor next to the urinals, some where on the back walls, floors, and doors of the toilet stalls … and one was even on the ceiling above the toilet! A few of the sticky stains where dried up but surprisingly many were still fresh! With a menacing grin on his face George roughly grunted “Clean! Clean all … then go home … to mommy and naughty girlfriend.” Davey was a bit disgusted that the executives of TriTech were such dirty pigs!

Davey was exhausted by the time he finished. He had sent Lily a message that he would be a little late. When he finally got home he sighed with relief as he saw Lily’s car out in front of the house but as he pulled into the drive he saw another strange car parked next to the garage.

As he walked in the back door, the first thing he noticed was that there was only one light on in the house and Lily was awkwardly setting on the living room couch by herself. For some reason she didn’t even hear him come in.

Davey stopped in his tracks as he heard a noise coming from the walk-in utility room next to the kitchen. The door was shut but he could definitely hear a loud rhythmic … bump, bump, hump … sound, and …was that … wet slapping grunts … what could …. some animal?

Confused Davey looked over at Lily, who blushing, motioned quietly for him to come into the dark living room. She told him that she got there just before Davey’s mom got home early from school. They sat in the kitchen and talked for a bit but Lily could tell that Mrs. Maney was nervous and distracted by something. A few minutes later she heard a car pull up in the drive. Lily told him his Mom made a weird grunting sound and then just calmly stood up and walked to the back door. Lily with a tormented expression on her face continued in a hushed voice, “Davey, of all people … it was George, TriTech janitor George, drooling, mentally challenged … George. I didn’t even know what to do! A-a-and then without saying a word George pulled your Mom's blouse down and looked straight at me as he pushed her to her hands and knees and unzipped his pants. Oh gosh, Davey … it was so, so awful ... as he motioned for her to crawl into the utility room she started to make those strange grunting noises again as she followed him on her hands and knees through the kitchen. Before he shut the the utility room door he s-s-showed me his ... Oh, Davey ... that was over an hour ago!"

Davey’s jaw dropped in disbelief. “What … no Lily I … c-c-can’t …ohh … please … no more … umph, squirt …” as he felt the warmth build between his legs. Davey pleadingly stepped towards Lily as she in disbelief looked down at his pants ... then slowly leaned away from him. “Please … Lily …” … squirt, squirt … but it was too late, it was just too much for Lily. Her mind temporarily snapped and the look on her face was of someone lost.

"Ohhh ..." Lily watched the wet spot form around the small little tent in Davey’s trousers. Davey could tell that she was broken and would probably never have respect for him ever again as she, with a vacant stare, looked at the wet patch spread down the leg of his trousers and cooed "oh, hee hee hee … a little sissy boy."

Davey ran up the stairs to his room weeping, "No more! Please ... please ... Lily ... l-l-love you ..." Now exhausted not only physically but mentally he fell on his bed and cried himself to sleep.

Later that evening Davey roused himself from his bed, his tears still wet on his face. The house was dark and quiet except for a down-stairs light from the kitchen. He assumed Lily was long gone by now. She must be so ashamed of him! He loved her so much, but now he wasn’t sure if he could ever face her again. He thought to himself that this had to be some dream … some nightmare he was having. His mother a-a-nd … George!? He had to be losing his mind! Suddenly, down stairs he heard Lily’s voice … and his mother.

As Davey timidly peeked into the kitchen his mother stood up. She seemed a little wobbly on her feet but she smiled at him sweetly, “Honey, you are finally awake, we were beginning to worry about you.” She looked like she had just got out of the shower and was in her comfortable casual clothes. “I know you and Lily have some things to talk about so I’m going to watch TV for a bit and then go to bed” she said as she slowly and awkwardly walked toward the stairs up to her room.

‘ping B.Meeks’ Lily looked at her phone and quickly put it back in her purse.

“Oh I’m sorry Davey, it’s getting late for me too. I have to get home and … feed the cats. Gosh, it’s been such an awful day! But, honey … I love you so much…things will be much, much better tomorrow.”

Completely speechless Davey followed Lily to the front door as she called back over her shoulder to his mom. “C-c-can you at least tell Davey the … good news …”

Then Lily quickly left sobbing and stumbling out the door to her car where she sat behind the wheel with her face in her hands before starting the car up and erratically driving away.

Confused, Davey just looked at his Mom and then down the street. Cynthia’s eyes focused on her son with an aroused intensity as she smiled and said “Lily has decided … to take Mr. Meeks offer, sweetie. She will begin work on Wednesday as George’s personal service provider after she has dinner tomorrow night with Mr. Meeks. Now both of you will be working together again … under … the same boss. Isn’t that wonderful!” Davey’s mom then excused herself as her face flushed and she quickly stumbled up the stairs to her room. Suddenly stopping half way up the stairs she turned and with a strained tone in her voice said “Oh … and before you … come to bed, there is an awful … mess in the utility room. Clean it up! I left a bucket and a … toothbrush next to the door for you. Night, night … sweetie, …oh oh mmm… under her breath … you weak fuck, you worthless shit … oh, it will be so much fun to see what George and Mr. Meeks do to that sweet, tight, little girlfriend of yours ... hee hee hee.”

Davey heard his mother mumbling something as she climbed the stairs but couldn’t quite hear what it was as he opened the door to the utility room. The mess and smell of sex caused him to stumble to his knees and faint. The stink aroused the image in his clouded mind of his mom on all fours, squealing like a pig, with retarded George's huge cock pounding her up the ass.

………………………

Wyatt remembered when he was young and his father would go on over-night business trips. Davey and his mom would like to watch movies on the couch. They would make a bowl of popcorn and snuggle under a blanket. Wyatt was allowed to watch too, but Mrs. Maney made him sit on the floor next to the couch and begrudgingly would give him a small plastic cup of popcorn, with the reminder that he could watch as long as he stayed out of her sight.

With a blanket over his lap and a bowl of popcorn next to him, Wyatt looks down at his step-brother sitting on the floor, “Davey doesn’t this bring back memories?”

Wyatt watched the lights flicker around the living room. “Tell him ‘Mom’! Let me hear you tell him what you use to tell me.” Wyatt said as he reached under the blanket, grabbed his step mom by her hair, and raised her slobbering mouth off his fat cock.

“I c-c-can’t stand t-to look at you! Sob … go to bed and get out of my sight … and you had b-b-better … sob … not make a mess in your pajamas like you did last night!” tears where streaming down her face.

“Go ahead finish, mom, tell him what you really think of him.”

“Please, Wyatt, don’t make me say … that … sob, mmmm … oh god … no.”

“I just felt your pussy heat up again, pig. You know telling Davey what you really think of him gets you so fucking horny. So just say it!”

“mmmmm oh, fuck … yes … I would rather have Arthur, George's retarded nephew as my son instead of a weak little shit like you. He may be a bully, but at least he’s not a scared little pussy, you … you … you fucking worthless shit.”

“Good job, mom!” Wyatt said as he watched his step mom’s eyes roll back in her head as she sprayed on his leg with a massive orgasm. As he pushed his cock back into his step mom’s mouth Wyatt chuckled, “Oh, and before you go to bed, Davey, I know you’re missing Lily so I think you should stay up a little while longer to enjoy the star of the movie tonight. It’s a live stream, a special dinner theater production straight from Mr. Meeks bedroom!”

… ’ohhhhhh, nooo p-p-pweese … woof, umph, umph … woof, woof umph … woo …oh, oh, grunt … slop slop slop … t-t-too big ... can't ... oh ... no m-m-more … I’m cu … ohhhhh ...

“Davey I think you promised to protect Lily no matter what? Well, you know what ... I don't think you've done a very good job. But look on the bright side, Brad is helping her expand her innocent little, tight puckered ... world view. I think she's definitely found her true calling in life, don't you?”