“Me too!” I interrupted. Mom waved aside my words.
“Jessica will stay over like she does …” Mom’s eyes drifted as she contemplated what we would be doing that evening. “Saturday morning we will have breakfast, then take the kids to mom’s. Sunday night we will go pick them up and things will go back to normal.” She finished as if our plans were set in stone now.
“Normal? Is anything in this house normal mom?” I said.
The front door burst open at that moment as Johnny charged in, Jojo not far behind him.
“Aunt Jess!” My brother shouted and leapt into her lap. The way he hugged her made me wonder if he had realized her full breasts were more than a hindrance to his hugging her. Jojo was swept up in my aunt’s arms along with my brother. Mom’s eyes grew solemn as she watched this scene, obviously doubting herself and her choices.
“It’ll be okay mom.”
She looked over at me and although the look stayed in place, her eyes did light up. Aunt Jess had started to tickle her young nephew and niece, their raucous giggling filling the room with unbridled joy. Mom glanced back to the mad piling of arms and legs, then returned her look to me.
“I’m sure it will honey. I sure hope so.”
I picked up my untouched tea and drank it in one long drink, gulping it down thirstily. Mom watched and picked up her own glass, but she only sipped it before setting it down again. I took my empty glass to the kitchen. I didn’t know if there was more that mom wanted to say, anything that she could say with other ears now in the room. I reentered the living room and nodded to mom to draw her attention.
“Anything else for me? If not, I’m going to my room to do some homework.” She just nodded.
I went upstairs, grabbing my backpack as I did. I heard mom break up the other two with commands of doing homework and their protests in return. I lost myself to learning for a few hours, hearing my siblings come up to their rooms at some point. Mom called us for dinner, and I saw that dad was home but that Aunt Jess had left without my hearing her leave. Dad asked about mom’s scratch and I remembered that I hadn’t stopped at the hardware store. I made up something quickly that it was only color-match and so I had only gotten enough for mom’s car. He looked disappointed that I hadn’t thought to get some for his SUV, but said nothing more about it.
I was disappointed that mom didn’t come to ‘tuck’ me in that evening, nor did she come the next morning. It was only when I got home after school on Tuesday that she made up for her lapse. I walked in the front door and mom was waiting for me on her knees. She attacked my pants when I approached and had them and my boxers down to my knees before I had even set down my backpack. She engulfed my rising cock with obvious hunger.
“Jeez mom!” I croaked out.
“I hope you haven’t had to throw out any of your delicious product. I think I may need a double helping today.” Her eyes peered up at me with such helpless longing.
“I was thinking I might have to before the pump blew out with the back pressure!” I replied.