The Fight. Part 1.

Billy stood nervously in the living room, trying desperately not to be distracted by his Milf of a Mom as she stretched out on the sofa, inadvertently pushing out her large breasts even further.

" are... we really sure about this, i mean, there are tons of other ways we can help miranda" he said turning to his mom, who simply gave him a sly smile.

" no, this is the best way we can help her, why? Are you afraid she'll knock you out?" She asked him.

" no...of...of course not....i just"

" well then you have nothing to worry about, unless she actually does manage to put you to sleep! Now that would be a sight to behold, almost as good as last night, am i right?" She said seductively.

The thought of actually being knocked out by his nerdy cousin had actually crossed his mind more than once, when he wasn't thinking about his Mom, Aunt, even his sister conking him silly he did often wonder how it would feel being knocked out by a total novice.

But that was before all of this, before the loaded gloves, and before the humiliating defeats he'd suffered at the hands of his mom, he couldn't get knocked out again, no matter how much he wanted to be.

" S..so...are we...ummm...ready?" Miranda asked, making him turn around.

He looked in fear as he watched her raise the loaded gloves.

" calm yourself" he thought, Miranda was a complete begginer, she wouldn't even know the correct stances, the correct way to hit someone with a glass jaw, so it would be incredibly easy to dodge her attacks, and eventually they would both just tire eachother out.

Heather watched them with eager anticipation, she desperately wanted to see him knocked out again, completely ****, hopefully with crossed eyes and that funny "Duhhh" noise he made last night.

She loved seeing her son completly dazed and goofy, and with any luck, she would see it again.

Miranda and Billy circled eachother.

" ok, now come at me" Billy said.

Miranda gave a nervous nod and threw her fist at him, billy expertly dodged the punch and moved quickly, hoping she wouldn't see the fear he had for the gloves.

Heather knew she had to do something, she'd guessed his plan, and she needed to throw a wrench in it.

Remembering at just how often he'd been staring at her perfect body, especially her chest, she decided Miranda needed some help, after all, what kind of Aunt would Heather be if her niece lost this match?

Slowly getting up as not to disturb them she waited for the perfect moment in which to enact her plan.

At Billy's request miranda threw another hit, which he again dodged.

" wow, you're...really good at this, i can't even touch you" Miranda said in awe.

Feeling his confidence build Billy smiled proudly, he had foiled his moms plan and he'd gotten a pretty good compliment from his cousin.

" thank you, one more try i think then we'll leave boxing behind and try something else, one more time, come at me" Billy said.

Just then billy heard his mom give a loud sigh, he turned round to see her bent over facing them, it looked like she was searching for something on the carpet, she was bent over completely, giving him a full look at her cleavage, full and firm, he couldn't take his eyes off them, he was almost hypnotised as she swayed back and forth slowly.

Heather smiled to herself, it was incredibly easy to distract him, she was going to use this much more often in the future.

Unfortunately for billy though he hadn't remembered to dodge in time for Miranda's punch, as he managed with herculean effort to turn back round, he was greeted by a red boxing glove.

THWACK.