Explain the situation to Kevin’s mom

“Hi! Kevin’s mom?” you interceded on Kevin’s behalf. You had to ease Diana off of you so you could get up to properly greet the lady. She bore a strong resemblance to Kevin, only she had long curly reddish hair while he had straight blonde hair. She wore a trench coat style jacket covering most of her figure, but from her stocking legs and heels, it appeared she kept in shape. From appearances alone, you didn’t take her for anything beyond late thirties.

“Hi. Who are you?” Kevin’s mom asked in the tone that hinted that you were wasting her time.

“I’m John. Kevin’s friend…” you started to explain.

Kevin’s mom leaned back and tilted her head, “Oh a friend, huh? And how old are you, ‘John`?''

“OK, he’s 18 years old, he can hang around with other adults,” you defended. “Look, that’s besides the point…”

“You’re right!” Kevin’s mom agreed facetiously. “The real question is: What is my son doing here, in a… women’s self defense class? …When he should be downstairs, waiting for me to pick him up?”

“Sorry, mom…” Kevin chimed in, still acting as a mount for the Asian girl to ride. The presence of the young man’s mother did not impede on the proceedings. Kevin found his focus being pulled away as one of the girls in line pulled his head over to eat her out, cutting off his ability to speak for himself.

“I can explain…” you said, filling in for the boy. “Uh, sorry, I never got your name…”

“It’s Katherine,” she answered as an aside before returning to the main topic. “So were you the one who signed up my son to this class?”

“He was having trouble at school, so I thought a class like this could help him out,” you replied.

“And you work here?” she asked.

“He doesn’t. This is my class,” Diana interjected, standing by you, still completely nude. Katherine gave the defense instructor a once over and had an impressed expression taking in the sculpted form of the naked woman.

“I see…” she noted before returning to her point of discussion. “So you let my son, who is not female…” They glanced over at the young man who was shoving his cock into a new client while two of the ladies waited to lick him clean between the reps. “You let him join a women’s defense class?”

“Trust me, I wasn’t for it at first,” Diana said as she looked at Kevin, then at you before returning her gaze to Katherine. “But they were very insistent,” she shrugged.

Kevin’s mom sighed. “Look, I am stretched physically and financially right now. I can’t afford a gym class for my son and having him stay later totally throws off my schedule. I have to pull him out.”

“Actually, his fees are covered,” you told her. “That’s why he’s having sex with all the ladies over there.”

“So, he’s a prostitute,” Katherine concluded. She nodded her head in disbelief. “You’ve turned my son into a prostitute.”

You paused to think. Your contract should have smoothed this over with the mother, but she had an issue with the fact that her son was selling his body for money. “Wait… so you’re upset about the male prostitution because…?” you asked, hoping for more clarification.

“Becaaause…” Katherine spoke, condescendingly slowly. “I want my son to have a successful career as a lawyer or a doctor, not a street walker!”

So, it was his first night on the job and his mother was already thinking about his career. You gave a sigh. “How about you just think of this as a side job?” you suggested. “Something for him to make money now, maybe save up for tuition for his real career. Like a paper route or a lawn mowing business!”

“This isn’t the same as going house to house mowing lawns,” she argued. “I’ve seen the documentaries, he’ll fall into a whirlpool of sex, **** and ****…” She looked at you, shaking her head. “I know my son, he isn’t strong enough to endure such temptations!”

You glanced at Diana who gave you the same look of disbelief, before you turned your attention back to the unsettled parent and tried to console her. “Katherine… maybe that’s something you need to talk over with your son…”

“Yes, that’s exactly something that I should speak to him about and not some stranger that he just met; a total stranger who felt it was their duty to sign my boy up for self defense and make him pay for it by having sex for money!” Kevin’s mom reasoned out for you.

“You know Self Defense helps build self confidence…” you tried to argue.

“Look, I don’t have the time to listen to your spiel, I have to take my son home so that we can have dinner at a reasonable hour.” She told you before calling out to her boy. “Kevin! It’s time to go!”

“Yes, mom!” Kevin said, pulling up the brunette he was now pounding and trying to carry her out of the room. The other girls in line vocalized their disappointment with crestfallen groans. “I’m so sorry, everyone,” Kevin apologized profusely before straddling his way over to the exit. .He strained to carry the woman around his waist as she continued to grind into him.

Katherine turned to Diana and said, “You’re going to have to unenroll my son from your class.” She told Kevin, “You, return all that money you’ve taken. No son of mine is going to be a prostitute!”

Kevin gave a worried look back to where he had left his clothing and the women’s payments.

“Oh, he can keep it, he earned it,” the buxom blonde that was with him earlier smiled.

“Yeah, he earned it,” agreed the Asian lady.

“It’s a shame you won’t let him continue, he has a knack for this,” the brunette riding his cock added..

“We’re not taking her home with us,” Katherine told her son.

“That’s fine, I have to get home to make dinner for my boy as well,” the brunette laughed, “Just give me another minute… I’m almost there…” Kevin took in a deep breath and straightened up so far he started to arch his back. The brunette mother held his arms so they formed a Y and arched her own back. She bounced a few more times, saying, “Yes! Yes! Yes! Call me mommy!”

“M.. mommy?!” Kevin uttered. Katherine rolled her eyes and sighed as the brunette screamed in ecstasy.

The client shivered and gasped, then looked down at the young man who brought her to climax. “Mmm… darling, I needed that!” she told him as she climbed off. Kevin hunched over and took in deep breaths, stretching his muscles to recover from the prolonged strain.

“Looks like you really could use the exercise too!” the brunette teased, pinching his bottom before leaving him be.

“OK, if he’s not going to give the money back, I will!” Katherine decided. She picked up wads of cash from Kevin’s collection pile and tried to hand it off to the girls. Seeing as how they didn’t have any pockets to stuff it into, she ended up just wiping them down with the paper currency.

Soon, Kevin’s mom was chasing naked women around the room, trying to rub dollar bills onto their bodies.

“OK, this is getting out of hand, ma’am,” Diana intervened, marching over to the matriarch. “I’m going to have to ask you to leave my clientele alone.” The trainer placed a hand on the woman’s shoulder, causing the redhead to turn and glare.

Things suddenly felt tense. Instead of spreading sex and joy to the gym, you’ve inadvertently started a potentially volatile situation. Was there some way you could deescalate the situation before it boiled over?