Viktor makes a move

One day i probably overdid it. I brought them their snacks and said: "i hope you dont mind but i have to clean the room", then i started to get down on my knees and wiping the floor with my ass towards them. I only wore a short skirt and a tiny thong and made sure they were able to see my pussy lips, which were to fat to be contained by the poor string.
Like this i stayed for a whole hour, only changing locations but always giving them a good show. when i left it was already evening and my heart was bumping like hell.

I went outside and lit myself a cigarette, which i only smoked to cool me down once in a while. After some time Viktor came to me and stand right next to me. "Nice evening", he said, "do you may have one for me as well". He was awefully kind, but his eyes were as cold as ever. "Are you even old enough to smoke?" I asked him while giving him one. "What do you think?" he said with a mild smile.

While he lit it up he said under his breath: "Tiffany Dalton". Confused i corrected him: "Tiffany Smith, my name is Smith" "Yes", he took a drag: "I was talking about a girl my brother told me about." I died inside a little. "so he told me about this little town bycicle he used to ride when he and his Biker friends were camping a few weeks in Cainsville, Missouri"

i felt really uneasy when he was talking, but there was no way he could have known. "Anyway, miss Smith, you had quite a reputation in your hometown, why did you leave?" he continued. He knows. He knows everything i thought, but how? I even changed my name, got my Lips pumped up, always made sure to wear a ton of makeup so nobody would ever reconize me, and now this guy... He was not even born when that happened. "h-how would you know?" i stuttered.

He looked me right in the eyes and said: "well you just told me. I had a feeling it could be you so i sorted out an old yearbook when i still were in preschool. As you might now we used to take pictures with our familys for it, and when i visited Vadim in prison i showed him this foto of a younger you. 13 years younger you to be precise. And well he could confirm you."

he took his gaze away from me and looked up to the stars. After i sorted my emotions i asked him, no i just spurted out: "Is that why you always look at me like that? Because you think im a Whore?" I already had tears in my eyes. "no, i dont judge you for what you have done when you were young. But i can read your actions like youre an open book." he said with a calm voice. "wha-what do you mean?" i asked. "This little game you are playing, its pretty obvious", he smirked,

"your little sweety Mikey is a dork, a loser, he gets bullied a lot and i dont care if you believe me or not. But you figured yourself out that we are not really his friends either. No, the guys just want to stare at his Bimbo mother and thats why they come around" "I..Excuse me, Bimbo Mother?" i stammered.

"You know what i mean, if you wouldnt have noticed you didnt put on a show every time. And i understand why you do this, you just dont want your son to be alone, so you bribe his friends with your attire", he chuckles, "but you got naughtier and riskier from time to time, you must think we lose interest in you, or maybe you just enjoy the attention. Could be both if we look at your past" Tears kept running down my cheeks when i cried out: "What do you want from me?"

"Me? Nothing, its about what you want. You want your Son to grow up in a good environment with friends and family, but i tell you: you are right. THEY will lose interest in you, find theirself a girlfriend and just think about you as the slutty mother you are when they remember these days. Especially because you played your last cards, we have seen most of you and you cant enhance the tease anymore. But not only will Mikey be a loner again, and probably get bullied again, also your little slutheart will die when you have to deal with the fact that noone wants you anymore."

I was sobering when he suddenly groped my breast and whispered in my ear: "But it doesnt have to end like that, we could arrange something new, a deal. So you like pleasing us, and you want Mikey to have friends. It should be a win-win for you. I want you to listen to me, to everything i say, dont worry we will start slowly. But if we do this there will be no back to normality. When you do what i say you will become such a whore that even your younger self would feel ashamed of you, but i will make sure your little boy gets everything he needs. There wont be a single guy in town that will fuck with him, i may even get him a little girlfriend, and of course buddys like us. We would hang with him at school, go with him out, maybe do sports with him. Doesn't that sound perfect?"

he took his hands from my tit and i couldnt find any words. To many thoughts were running through my brain. "You dont have to say anything" Viktor said while finishing his cig. "Next Saturday evening we will be here again, until then you can think about it. When you come to bring us snacks i want you to not wear any panties, that will be the sign for me that you have accepted my offer. But if you do, that will be the last of us you have seen." he turned away and went back inside leaving me alone with my tears.