Frustrating Breakfast

The small window next to the head of John’s bed allowed a beam of golden light to warm the side of his face. John let out a quiet groan. For the first time since gaining his powers, he felt tired and sluggish, something he didn’t miss.

The feeling of someone else’s body resting on his chest was comforting, especially this morning. His arms were already around her petite form, but John tightened his embrace; the gentle coo and her nuzzling into him told John that Violet was definitely happy with the situation.

John opened his eyes and looked up at the ceiling, enjoying the comfort. John felt Violet looking up at him, and after a minute he met her gaze.

“Good morning, handsome,” she sleepily said, rubbing her head into his chest affectionately.

John smiled at her. “Morning to you too, Violet, I hope you slept well,” he replied.

“Aren’t you two just adorable,” Dahlia teased, giggling a little.

Violet turned her head, looking towards the closet. “Don’t be jealous. If the bed was more than a single, I would have invited you to join us. But don’t worry, I’m sure he’ll cuddle with you one day, maybe he’ll even order you to strip that way he’ll be able to easily fuck you at any time during the night,” Violet teased back.

John squirmed a little but was unable to hide the erection that pressed against Violet’s stomach. A Cheshire smile grew on her face as she looked up at him. “Like that idea? You know she’s already given you the green light to order her to do anything you want, right?” The spectre cooed, as she began gently rubbing her body against his cock. “Think about it, your own personal faerie fleshlight that you could use over and over until cum is pouring out of every hole on her tiny body.”

John’s dick twitched as Violet spoke and he couldn’t help but thrust back against her. Dahlia was quiet and hiding her blushing face while peeking between her fingers.

Violet moaned. “You know, with my amulet on, that means I’m with you at all times, so if you ever got hard during school, I could take care of it with just a word. We could rush to the bathroom and you could bend me over or I could go under the table and I could discreetly take care of you in front of the whole class.”

The white-haired beauty sped up. “Fuck,” John groaned, feeling pleasure build-up, then as quickly as it had started, the sensations stopped.

Violet drifted upwards, her underwear-clad body floating above him. “I’d love to continue this, but you do have school to get ready for, John,” she teased, then turned to Dahlia. “You should probably go make sure Brenda is still home, too. You wouldn’t want to fail your first day because you hadn’t paid attention, would you?”

The pink-skinned woman stuck out her tongue and blew a raspberry at the ghost. “I’ve been monitoring her for about half an hour when she left her bedroom. She went into the bathroom for fifteen minutes and took a shower before rubbing some strange sap or honey on herself, then went back into her room for ten minutes where she put on some clothing. She’s been downstairs in the kitchen. I’m not sure what she’s cooking but I’m sure it will be delicious.”

Violet huffed before vanishing into the shield around John’s neck. He let out a disappointed groan, looking up at the ceiling again.

After an awkward moment, Dahlia cleared her throat. “W-would you like me to take care of t-that?” she asked, pointing at the tent in the sheets.

John sighed and stood up. “No, I should probably get in the shower and go downstairs for breakfast,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. “Would you mind following my mom? You just need to keep out of sight of anyone.”

Dahlia smiled and then began to shrink, centimetre by centimetre, until she was about the size of a bumble bee. “How is this? Do you think I’d be hidden enough?” she asked. Her voice was extremely quiet but John could just about hear her.

John nodded. “Perfect, just be careful no one tries to squish you. I need to get going, good luck, and I’ll send you a text message later on.”

He headed to the bathroom grumbling about being teased and worked up then left high and dry, but the annoyance vanished when the cold water of the shower cascaded over him, taking his erection with it, and once he’d dried and gotten dressed the mundane way, he headed down to the kitchen.

About halfway down the staircase, he could hear his mother humming. Entering the kitchen John’s eyes bugged out. “Damn,” Violet whispered.

Brenda turned around, showing off her full outfit, or lack thereof. The MILF wore a loose white crop top which her nipples poked against, a black vest and a white cap. The thing that had John straining in his trousers again were what could be barely called denim booty shorts.

Her attire showed off her curvaceous body and slightly plush stomach in an extremely erotic way. She smiled warmly at John. “Morning sweetie, did you say something?” she asked innocently.

“I, uhm… W-what are you wearing?” he asked, trying not to look at her, feeling his cheeks heating up.

She let out a light giggle. “Oh, this? I’m spending the morning sitting by the pool. Don’t worry, I’m not going to be walking around in just these shorts, my sarong is in the dryer. Anyway, enough about my choice of clothing. Before we left The Fox House, Kathy gave me some homemade raspberry jam and I thought it would be perfect if I made you some crumpets to spread it on,” Brenda said, moving back to the stovetop to check on everything.

John cleared his throat and sat down, though he couldn’t pry his eyes from his mother's barely clad ass as it swayed back and forth, while she happily hummed as she cooked.

“So,” John’s voice cracked, causing him to clear his throat again, “you’re going to a pool?”

Brenda nodded. “Yep, I’m having a bit of a meeting with a colleague and they invited me over to their house.”

John sat up at that. “What do you mean? Is this some guy you work with? It’s a bit unprofessional to be inviting someone over to your house and expecting them to strip down, isn’t it?” John asked with an accusatory tone.

His mother laughed. “Don’t worry, sweetie, I’m sure SHE doesn’t want to be your new stepfather. Work has been a bit stressful lately so she thought we could use the time to relax a little, while still talking about work to some degree.”

“Oh… It’s a female colleague…” John rubbed the back of his neck and fell silent.

Brenda giggled at John’s reaction. Finally done cooking, she slathered jam onto the porous bread or pancake-like disks. “Did you have a good night with Robin, sweetie?” she asked, trying to break John out of his trance and putting the plate down.

John picked up one of the crumpets on his plate and took a big bite out of it. “Well, it was interesting, to say the least. It was great to hang out face-to-face though. I should have connected with him like this earlier. Before you say it, no, I don’t think it’d be a good idea to get in contact with the others, they live all over the world.”

Brenda hummed, leaning over the table towards John, her boobs swaying closely in front of him. “Well, you wouldn’t know unless you tried, right? But don’t worry, sweetie, I’m not gonna push you to do anything. I would love to stay while you finish your breakfast but I will be late already. I hope you have a great day at school,” she said standing. She moved around the table and walked through the door to the garage, before returning with her sarong around her waist. She stood half behind him and leaned down to kiss John on the corner of his lip. “Love you, sweetie.”

“Love you too,” John replied. His mother left the kitchen and moments later he heard the front door close.

“Fuck, did you see that ass? Wonder if the ‘colleague’ is actually her boss? Just saying, if Brenda worked for me, her permanent seat would either be on my desk or on my face,” Violet purred, shuddering in the seat across from John.

John’s dick twitched as he though about it, but he shook his head. “My mom would never sleep with someone just for a raise,” he defended.

Violet hummed. “Yeah, you’re right, Brenda has way too much pride for that… What if she’s the boss, then? I can see it now, she acts like she owns the place, surrounded by bunny girls and guys dressed in only a thong and one of those chokers that looks like a collar and bowtie. She’d just sunbathe nude while getting massages and being served cocktails all day,” she teased.

John shoved another large bite into his mouth and scowled at Violet. Obviously not willing to dignify her with a response.

“Actually, do you even know what Brenda does? Do you know what her position at work is? Is she a desk jockey? Is she management? HR? Is she the boss?” Violet asked.

“Well, we don’t really talk about it much. I don’t know exactly what her position is but it’s a project management and consulting office. It’s always sounded boring so I’ve never really put thought into it or asked about it. It doesn’t matter what she does, though, she’s not going to have sex with someone to get a raise and she’s not going to take advantage of anyone either,” John grumbled.

Violet laughed, and her foot rubbed against John's leg. “Sorry, after how I treated you this morning, I know I shouldn’t tease you. I think you look much cuter being embarrassed than frustrated, though.”

“Thanks, I guess? And I’m still definitely pissed about this morning even if I’ve calmed down since,” John huffed.

Violet was quiet for a moment. “You’re right. I did take it too far… sorry… It wasn’t my intention to do that to you. I’ve been touch starved for so long that I wanted to be a little selfish but then I realised you were getting close and… Well, I told you last night, I don’t want us to be together in that kind of way until you have at least a small emotional connection to me.

“Making jokes and teasing you doesn’t really help with that though, does it?” Violet muttered, her gaze dropping to the floor. “I know I need to get used to interacting with people properly again, so I promise I’ll try and be better…”

John sighed. “It’s fine, and I don’t want you to stop acting like yourself… It’s just a little much all at once. I would rather not get blue balled again like that, though.”

Violet’s smile returned. “Alright, I’ll be me, but limit my teasing to verbal. Probably should take my foot off your leg, right?” She giggled.

John nodded and her foot retracted. “Maybe you should hurry with your breakfast, we wouldn’t want to be late to school after all,” Violet said, vanishing back into John’s pendant.

He nodded and shovelled the rest of the crumpet into his mouth and quickly washed his plate before he exited the house and began walking towards the bus stop.

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