Lachlan stands up for himself

My mouth soured. I wasn't going to accept any of Jeremy's bullshit for much longer.

"Mom, go get changed now."

Mom stepped back, clearly surprised at the authority I exuded. Beside me, Jeremy scowled, as if hating me for ruining his moment. Inside, I was reveling in it. Maybe, just maybe, I would finally have things unfold in my favor.

Mom objected, "Lachlan, when will you learn! I'm a grown woman and you have no authority over me!" Her breasts jiggled from beneath the tank top.

But then, Jeremy's expression morphed into a smile. He swaggered over to Mom, placing a hand over her cotton shorts caringly, before giving her ass a firm squeeze.

"Don't worry Mrs. R, if Lachlan wants you to get changed, might as well make the most out of it." He said, his fingers now caressing Mom's buttcrack from over her shorts.

Mom was confused. "What do you mean?"