Episode 3 ‘Final Confrontation!’

June (4/6) Humiliated, Cool Mom

‘Her son Darren was winning again at her’. Her stress vitamins were starting to take away and anxiety, but they left June edgy, and ill tempered. ‘God the boy needed constant attention’ A mother’s work was never done.

“Ummm mom…. Naomi and Brad are getting bored and wanted me to…. Ask you to come back out” June finished her drink

‘Naomi! She was June’s real problem’ Junes carefully orchestrated social dynamics were coming along well. She was the cool mom. Brad and Naomi were the cool kids that were hanging out with her sheepish children because of her efforts. Sure Brad tended to boss Darren around a little….. It might even be called bullying….. And June was pretty sure that the muscle bound Hunk would ever take a true romantic interest in her daughter. But the situation was improving. At least Darren had someone to hang out with. At least Amy had finally started talking to a boy, even if he was as dumb as a lump of rocks.

“Tell them I’m coming,” she said, voice soft and sweet but edged like a razor. “Mommy just needed a minute.”

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The social hierarchy was clear. Naomi controlled Brad. Brad controlled the social gravity of the entire afternoon. And Brad…..that gorgeous, oblivious, protein-powdered puppy of a boy, and Brad was the ticket to her children's social futures. June knew she could have Brad wrapped around her little finger without even lifting it, so that was what she would do. Take control of the himbo and cut Naomi out of the picture entirely. June was sure she could find someone else for her son to pine over and her daughter to idolize. “Looking great, Mrs. M!” Brad hollered, his voice carrying across the pool with all the volume and none of the subtlety of a foghorn. June lifted her glass and gave a slow, elegant twirl—half diva flourish, half “I know exactly what effect I’m having.”

Brad was stuck with that awful little harlot Naomi, always whispering in his ear like a conniving little social gremlin, but June would take care of that problem today.

“Hey… uh… did you need some more sunscreen, Mrs. M?” Brad asked as he hauled himself out of the pool. It seemed like he had to think of every word individually before saying it. He was a hunk—in every sense—but dear God, it was a miracle he could form a complete sentence.

“Oh, would you, Brad?” June purred, lifting the glass in a little toast. “That would be divine.”

June sprawled out on a towel between her two children. The warmth of the concrete radiating into her body. Brad knelt over her. He applied sunscreen with the eager dedication of a golden retriever who’d just learned a new trick. His hands were large with strong fingers that felt wonderful on the knots of June’s back. June let herself be carried away. The 24 year old quarterback worked his hands up and down her body spreading sun screen and carefully massaging her body. Under her careful supervision, Brad was developing quite a talent for this.

Brads hands would wonder up the sides of her back barely touching the sides of June's breasts. It was harmless. Then they would wonder down to her lower back and her bikini bottom. Still…..harmless June thought through the blissful haze. Each time his hands would wonder a littler further up and a little further down.

‘Really this was getting to be a bit much…. Brad was beautiful, but June's kids were right there…. And….it was starting to feel real good. Her amulet of power amplified the sensations of her body like brads hands and…. and …. Oh shit! June just remembered about her punishment given to her by Magical Girl Virgo!

That bitch had taken one of the Hpyno Girls dildos and shoved it in June. She was magically compelled to keep the vibrating, spinning toy in her until the case was solved. Brad’s hands were going lower and lower, and now they were starting to wonder between her legs. June didn't mean to but she involuntarily spread her legs just a bit for Brad.

_“Brad, I think that's enou….” _Naomi’s fingers pressed against June's lips silencing her before she could tell Brad to stop. June startled, not from the touch, but from the sheer audacity.

June looked up and for the first time, she noticed the purple amulet of power around Naomi’s neck, a sister to her own orange necklace. That made Naomi a magical girl as well! How had June missed all of this!

Naomi leaned in close, her lips barely an inch from June’s ear. Her smile stayed bright and sugary for the watching pool party—but her whisper carried a razor’s edge.

“Shh… I think you should let Brad keep goining, June.”

Her eyes flicked toward Darren and Amy. Then back. “Otherwise,” Naomi whispered sweetly, “I might have to expose all your secrets. Right here. In front of your poor children.”