“Do you trust the cops who are supposed to be watching over us?” Brian asked accusingly. “I want an honest answer.” Brian was fully aware of the Russian’s influence on the CPD and throughout the city. He knew they had informers everywhere, and cops on the payroll. It was common knowledge throughout the city. It was that elephant in the room that no one wanted to talk about. But he had no choice. That elephant wanted him and his mom dead.
“I trust them because Tom trusts them. He was the one who hand-picked them for this assignment.” She paused waiting for him to pummel her with more questions. She understood his fear, his frustration and his anger. “Anyway, the kitchen is stocked full. House is fully furnished, like before. Don’t go outside for anything. Keep the blinds closed at all times. If you need anything you’ve got my number and Tom’s number. Call either of us. But don’t leave this house for any reason.”
“Any idea how long we’ll be in this house?” Tina asked
“I don’t know. I’m sorry. Things are changing constantly. Could be a week. Could be a month. I just don’t know. I’m sorry.” She turned to leave. “Thank you for doing this.” She said before leaving.
Mother and son stood in the foyer watching her walk out the door, then close it behind her. Brian carried his suitcase up to one of the bedrooms, then checked every window in the house to make sure it was locked, and the blinds were pulled down. He then carried his mom’s suitcase and backpack up to what looked like the master bedroom. At least it was the bedroom closest to the only bathroom on the second floor.
Brian walked back downstairs and into the living room, just to find his mom sobbing on the couch. He sat down next to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. “It’s going to be ok mom. We’ll get through this.”
“I’m just so tired!” Tina sobbed. “So fucking tired!” She tried to pull herself together. “I’m sorry you have to go through all this. I’m so sorry.”
“What are you sorry for mom? All this is because of me! If I hadn’t been such a fucking asshole, you wouldn’t be in this position. I’m the one who should be apologizing to you.”
Tina leaned into his body, laying her head on his shoulder. “It doesn’t matter anymore. We just need to get through this.”
Brian reached up and caressed her face as she calmed herself. His mind drifted back to that afternoon, several weeks before, when Buckman had barged into their house and taken his mom in front of him. As much as he tried to push those images out of his head, he knew they’d be with him the rest of his life. “We’ll get through this mom. I’m going to take care of you. Keep you safe.” His words sounded hollow, even to himself. He knew there was little he could do against Buckman and his goons. He just felt a need to express his desire to protect his mom. He began fantasizing of ways he could kill Buckman.
“I’m hungry.” He said breaking the silence. They hadn’t eaten since breakfast and it was almost 6:00 pm. “Why don’t you go unpack and take a nice long hot shower.” He told his mom. “I’ll see if they have a frozen pizza in the freezer.” The last house they’d been in, had been well stocked with frozen pizzas. “By the time you’re done, it will be out of the oven.”
Brian was working on his second piece of pizza, sitting in the living room, watching TV, when his mom joined him carrying her own plate and bottle of water. “Wish they’d fill the fridge with beer.” Brian said jokingly to her as she sat down. “I guess beggars can’t be choosy.”
Tina gave him a weak smile. “You know you can’t drink beer till your next birthday.”
Brian couldn’t tell if she was serious or joking. “You’re joking. Right!? We’re in hiding from people who want to kill us, and you’re concerned about the legality of me drinking. Not to mention all the other shit I’ve done over the last few years.”
“Sorry. I guess I’ll always be a mother.”
The two sat and watched TV as they finished their pizza. This was now their second week of being confined together. Neither of them could remember if they’d ever spent this much time together before.
Tina had showered and washed her hair before coming back down and joining Brian for their pizza dinner in the living room. Brian kept glancing over as they watched TV. He had no idea what they were watching since his mom had returned. She was wearing her favorite robe, tied tight enough to accentuate her shapely body and large bust. When she sat down her right leg slipped out from the confines of the robe, revealing the entire leg, up to the top of her thigh. Tina made no attempt to cover it.
Between Tina’s smell and the visual stimulation of her perfect leg next to him, Brian’s senses and brain were being sent into overdrive. But he could tell something was wrong with his mom. “What’s wrong?” He asked her. “I can tell something is wrong.”
Tina stared at the TV, not knowing how to verbalize all her fears. She had so many. “Are you going to abandon me, the way your father did? In some ways, you’re a lot like him.”
Brian reached over and started caressing her back as she leaned forward. “I’m not like him in that way. I’m not going anywhere. I’m going to do my best to protect you and take care of you. You’ve done so much for me. I could never abandon you.”
Tina looked at Brian with tears welling up in her eyes. She reached over and threw her arms around his neck. “Oh Bri.” She sobbed. Her face buried in his neck. “I’m scared all the time. I’m scared of stepping outside this house. I’m scared of what tomorrow will bring. I’m scared of waking up and finding you gone.” Her body shook as she sobbed, Brian holding her tightly. “I’m so tired of being scared. You’re the only man I trust now. Please don’t leave me.”
Brian tried to sound authoritative. “Stop being afraid of me leaving you. I’m not going anywhere.”
Tina pulled away to look at him, while keeping her arms wrapped around his neck. “You’re the only man I trust.” She repeated with tears streaming down her face.
Brian caressed the side of her face as he wiped away the tears with his thumb. “We’re going to get through this mom. I don’t know where all this is going to take us. What I do know is I’ll be with you every step. I’m not leaving you.”
Tina gave him a weak smile. “No. You’re nothing like your father.” She turned slightly and snuggled into his body, almost laying across his lap as she lay on the couch, facing the TV. “Hold me Bri. I just need to be held.”
Her sudden move took Brian off guard. He was doing his best to keep his focus on anything other than his mom’s body. Brian slipped his right arm under her neck, wrapping it around till he was grabbing her shoulder. His left hand resting on her hip.
Brian lost track of how long they sat there watching TV, Tina almost laying in his lap. He’d almost calmed himself down when his mom laid her hand on his hand that was resting on her hip. She caressed it lightly. Her touch was like an electric shock to his body.
“It’s been so long since I was just held by a man.” Tina almost purred. She grabbed his hand and guided it till it was covering her stomach. Then she grabbed his hand on her shoulder with her other hand and tried pulling it off her shoulder.
“What are you trying to do mom?” Brian asked with a mixture of arousal and anxiety.
“I need you to hold me sweetie. I just need you to hold me. It’s been so long.” Tina replied as she slid his hand over her stomach, till it was covering her breast.
Brian’s brain exploded with desire. “I’m not sure this is a good idea mom.” He moaned, trying to hold onto what little bit of self-control he had left.
Tina held his hand against her breast. “It’s been so long since I was held by a man that cared for me.”
Brian could resist no longer. Her breast was like a magnet to his hand. He squeezed it, digging his fingers into her tender flesh.
“Mmmm. That’s it baby.” Tina moaned.
Brian commenced kneading her breast, listening to her as she moaned her approval. The more his mom moaned, the bolder he got. He finally slipped his hand down, inside the opening in her robe, and grabbed her other breast. The heat and softness of her breast was the best thing he’d ever felt. He could feel her nipple hardening in his palm as he gently kneaded the breast.
Tina made no objections as his hand fondled her breast. Instead, she reached for the knot in the robe, holding it together, and tugged at it till the ends of the sash hung loose.
Brian lost all inhibitions. He pulled the robe apart and grabbed a breast with each hand. He began kneading and squeezing, occasionally rolling her nipples between his thumb and index finger.
Tina laid in his lap, moaning as her son expertly played with her breasts. Neither said anything for the longest time. Tina finally lifted herself off his lap and turned to look at him. She could see the arousal on his face. She laid her hand in his lap, squeezing his throbbing erection covered by his jeans. “You’re the man in my life now. I’m going to take care of you.”
Brian sat there frozen, too excited to respond. He watched her unbuckled his belt, then unsnap his jeans. She slowly pulled the zipper down. Then she looked at him.
Brian immediately lifted his hips off the couch, shoving his jeans and shorts down his legs till they puddled around his feet. His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would jump outside his chest.
Tina stared at his rock-hard erection. She reached out and caressed it as she looked at Brian. “I remember when you were a baby. You’re not a baby anymore. Now you’re the man in my life.” She leaned over till her head was hovering over his cock. She breathed in his odor as her finger traced the veins in his shaft.
Brian felt like he was going to blow his load any second, he was so aroused. The feel of her breath on his cock as her dangling hair tickled his skin was incredible. He cried out when Tina wrapped her hand around his shaft, gently squeezing it as she stroked it. “Ooohhh fuck mom! You’re going to make me cum!”
Tina dropped her head, filling her mouth with his shaft.
Brian’s body began to convulse with an intensity he’d never felt before. The whole time his conscience screaming how wrong all this was. But the intensity and euphoria of his orgasm overrode all moral sensibilities. So much so, that he knew they had crossed a line and there was no going back. He knew he would be wanting to feel this again and again.
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