Oops, I Banged My Bully's Mom - Chapter 10

“I’m sorry. I think I misheard you.” I looked at Stephanie, the words coming out of her mouth not matching my expectations at all.

“Are you deaf?” She slammed a fist down angrily. “I said you’re coming to my house next Friday.”

“No, I got that, but who said I’m your boyfriend?”

Her expression turned ugly and she leaned forward, lowering her voice. “After what happened, you’re going to say we’re not together?”

“What are you saying?” I asked. “Nothing happened between us.”

She sneered. “You think anyone believes that? As far as everyone in school is concerned, you’ve already done all of that to me. Now, you need to take responsibility.”

“That’s bullshit!” I hissed.

Her expression turned ugly. “Why are you whining like a baby? You should be happy you got a girlfriend.”

“Fuck off. I’d rather be single than date you.”

“You don’t seem to understand the situation,” she spoke coldly. “My parents believe we made it to second base. If my dad learns you used me and dumped me, he’ll fuck you up. I’ll just tell everyone you raped me, where do you think you’ll be then?”

She was blackmailing me? At first, I thought she wasn’t being forced into it, but it seemed like she was doing it on purpose.

“Why are you doing this?” I asked, feeling like I might cry. “Do you like me or something?”

If she said yes, I would probably throw up.

“Don’t flatter yourself.” Her face reddened slightly. “My mom has been nagging me nonstop about how I don’t have a boyfriend. I planned to make whatever guy entered the pool house with me my boyfriend. I was just unlucky enough that it had to be you. Even then, I was going to say no, but Mom got on my case and so I said we did stuff. How did I know Dad was listening at the door like a creep and made stipulations.”

“Is that what happened?” I asked, feeling a bit of disbelief.

Her eyes flashed. “What? Do you think there would be some other reason? I don’t care about you at all. I’m just using you for convenience.”

“I have a girlfriend.” I decided to go for broke.

Stephanie laughed mockingly, “I’ve already checked. I know there is no one in this school even remotely interested in you. I thought Steve was pathetic, but you’ve managed to repel every girl in school. I don’t even know how with that giant… ahem, I mean there is nothing about you that any woman would desire.”

She had frozen for a second on that last part, her face turning redder, but the rest was spoken with such scorn that I could only feel like I’d fallen into the trap of some man-eating spider. Why did that fucking bottle have to land on me? No, why did I even go to Steve’s damn party? In the end, it got me a few somewhat scandalous photos of Danielle. It’s true that if his parents saw those, as a local Pastor, it’d be quite the scandal, but they were nothing more than what one could see in an underwear store.

I gave it one more try. If claiming I had a girlfriend didn’t work, maybe I could gross her out instead.

“So, what then? You’re my girlfriend? Does that mean we can have sex?”

“N-no!” She cried out. “I c-can’t handle it yet!”

I was expecting to see disgust in her eyes, but she looked panicked instead.

“What?” I asked incredulously.

Her face turned red. “I mean, the thought of you touching me disgusts me. So, we’ll just pretend to be boyfriend and girlfriend at school and with my parents. What you do outside of that doesn’t matter to me.”

I tried to put on a sneer like she did. “Does that mean I can date other women?”

“You think that you have that ability?” Her mocking laugh was like cold water on my head. “Look, I’ll put it this way. If you embarrass me by cheating on me, then it’ll be my dad you deal with. Mom and Dad might be divorced, but I’m still Dad’s little girl. He already wants to kill you for what he thinks you did to me, so you can try your luck, but I wouldn’t recommend it. You understand?”

With those words, I felt the last bit of my resistance fade. She was correct. I had almost no standing in this school, and her father could snap and get anything in this school he wanted. If he wanted to make my life a living hell, he could do so with ease. Even without his help, Stephanie had several ways to make me pay. If she did claim that I was attacking her and not the other way around, my parents wouldn’t believe me. Hell, my stepdad would probably send me to military school without a second look.

“Yeah, I get it.” I let out a sigh. “H-hey, what are you doing?”

She pulled up a chair and sat next to me, crossing her arms before narrowing her eyes. “If we’re boyfriend and girlfriend, then we need to sit together.”

“I see…”

“Just do whatever you’re doing.” She snapped. “I’m going to sleep.”

As if she was expecting me to challenge that, she put her head down on the table and began ignoring me. I tried to ignore her, but her being right next to me was very uncomfortable. She had a vague BO smell and even if she didn’t, no one would sleep soundly with a rattlesnake curled up next to them in bed, no matter how asleep it looked.

As the study hall progressed, the whispering in class began to grow once again. Given the frequent looks, I was sure they were talking about our relationship. If there had been any doubts in anyone’s mind, it was confirmed. I opened her love note. Her writing was as sloppy as she looked. It didn’t look like a girl’s writing at all. However, it did have the number, address, and time we were supposed to meet. I put it in my pocket as I heard even more whispering.

That class felt like it was lasting forever, but it wasn’t completely awful. In particular, no one sent any spit wads my way. Those who used to look at me with malicious intent had started to pick on easier targets. As awkward as my relationship with Stephanie felt, it had become a protective shield that kept most of the bullies away. If surviving her BO was the cost, I’d consider it a complete win!

School ended, and as I went to my locker, I found it once again untouched. I could get used to that. With a small smile on my face, I grabbed my stuff and headed out.

“Hey! Where are you going?” I was in the parking lot heading toward the path that I took home.

Was someone calling me out finally? I turned to just see a sullen Steven sitting there. His car was pulled up in front of the football field. That’s when I remembered the promise I had made to him earlier. I walked over to his car, but I realized he was no longer looking my way. Instead, his eyes were on Danielle, who was in a sports top and short shorts as she ran around the track that surrounded the football.

Although I had given up my interest in Danielle, I had to admit that she looked damn good in his shorts. Steven had an almost lost puppy look as he stared at her.

“If you look at her any harder, she might get pregnant.” I teased.

He shot me a glare. “Well, not all of us can have such a… steady girlfriend as Stephanie.”

I made a face. “At least I know Stephanie hasn’t fucked half the football team.”

“Fuck off!” He snapped. “That’s rumors just come from jealous bitches. Fuck, it was probably Stephanie who told them.”

I thought about it and nodded. “Yeah, that does sound like her.”

The pair of us looked at each other and then let out awkward chuckles. When the laughter ended quickly, he nodded to the passenger seat.

“Hurry up.”

I got into the seat next to him, and he drove me to his house. The walk was only fifteen minutes, so a drive was just a few minutes. There wasn’t much of a reason for him to do it. I was still trying to figure out what his mom was aiming for.

“Wait, where are you going?” I asked as I got out of the car and he put it into reverse to back out of the driveway.

“I said, I’m only taking you to my house.” He growled.

“I get that.” I rolled my eyes. “But why are you going to your house?”

He made a face. “I promised Danielle I’d take her home after her practice. I wouldn’t have wasted the gas if Mom didn’t make me agree to take you home.”

“Really?” I said in a high voice before clearing my throat. “I mean you’re leaving your mom alone? Ahem… I mean, you’re going be gone a while?”

“Not that it’s any of your business, but Danielle said after I took her home, we could do homework together.” He grinned. “You know what that means.”

I felt a tinge of anger. I remembered how he had swept Danielle out from under me. However, such a thought seemed to disappear as soon as I remembered what Mrs. Parker did for me. Once he left… no, what was I thinking? That was crazy. I couldn’t believe I was waiting for Steve to leave so I could hit up his mom. I was just going to end up embarrassing myself.

All of these emotions flickered across my face in a few moments, and then I lifted my hand and waved. “Well, good luck.”

Whatever reaction he was hoping for didn’t happen. He frowned slightly, but then he pulled out and left. As I watched his car head down the street, I headed up to his house.

“I’m asking to use the restroom. I was just in the neighborhood. God… I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

Was I seriously going to check up on Steve’s mom? My hand went to the doorbell, but in the end, I didn’t have the strength to touch it. My shoulders slouched, and I mentally berated myself for being such a chickenshit. I turned to leave, but as I passed the side of the house, I heard a yell.

“Steve? Is that you? I’m back here!” Mrs. Parker called out.

I wanted to run away. I wanted to escape. However, I wanted to race back there and jump her. I calmed myself down.

“Sorry, Mrs. Parker, it’s just me!” I yelled.

There was silence, and I let out a long breath. This was normal. This was how our relationship should be. I turned to leave.

“Lucas.” She said that word almost breathlessly. “C-can you help me?”

My mind came up with a hundred excuses to not go back there, but my body didn’t listen to a single one of them. As if I was being compelled by a siren, I turned toward the backyard and walked to the privacy gate. It unlatched just the way I remembered from the countless summers I used to hang out with Steve. I walked out into her backyard, and there was Steve’s mom lying on one of the lounge chairs next to the pool.

I hadn’t expected to see her in a swimsuit. Her swimsuit was a black two-piece bikini. There was a halter top and thin-screen bottoms. The fabric was limited and a lot of her body was exposed to my teenage eyes. I felt myself start to get hard at the sight of her, and I had to think unsexy thoughts to keep myself under control.

She looked up at me. Her expression was a little shy and a little embarrassed. She appeared to be sunbathing. Although it was getting chilly, with the sun out, it was still warm this time of day. She appeared to be maintaining her tan during the last few warm days of fall.

“Can you help me with the sunscreen?” She asked.

“Y-yes!” I agreed immediately, approaching her while hoping my dick didn’t start to bulge in my pants.

She was lying down, looking up at me as I walked over to her. A large part of me wanted to just stand there and admire her. She was beautiful and had a body to die for. She was fit and had a very nice ass. Her breasts were large and looked even bigger since they were pushed up by the bikini. Her brown hair was long and curly, and her eyes were light brown and big. It gave her an approachable aura that kept me from becoming too discomforted, even as I fantasized about her.

“Here’s the sunscreen.” She held it out to me in her hand.

“O-oh!” I stuttered, quickly grabbing it. “I’ll…apply it.”

“That’s the idea.” She said, smiling softly at me. “Don’t be afraid.”

“A-afraid…” I repeated, not sure how else to respond.

She lay back down, but then she reached behind her and pulled the string of her bikini. To my shock, the laces fell away, revealing her bare-naked back. Was it really okay for her to do that? If she sat up, she’d be topless! No, women did stuff like that all the time, didn’t they? How could I apply the sunscreen with it tied? This only made sense.

“Are you starting?” She asked, causing me to jump a little.

I realized I had just been staring at her naked back. I forced myself to begin. I started with her shoulders. I applied the cream to my hands and began rubbing it into her skin. Her skin was warm to the touch, and the lotion glided smoothly across her skin. Her body was soft, and just the feel of her back was already making my body go wild. I had to take my time and focus on keeping my erection under control.

I rubbed her shoulders and the top of her back. Despite my best efforts, I couldn’t stop myself from admiring her. Her back was beautiful, and her body was perfect. The only imperfection was the stretch marks across her sides. They were barely visible, but they were there.

She let out a soft sigh, and I knew she was enjoying the feel of my hands against her skin. It made me wonder what it would be like to touch her front. Would it feel better? More exciting?

“Lucas,” She sighed, and my cock jumped in response.

“Y-yeah, Mrs. Parker?”

“Can you…apply the sunscreen lower?”

“L-lower?”

“Yeah.”

I realized I had been completely focused on her upper back. Of course, there was no point if I didn’t fo her lower back… then there was her… her butt. Should I touch that too? My heart was beating a mile a minute, and my cock was aching. Was this going to happen? Could I really rub sunscreen all over her?

“Lucas, please?”

I gulped, feeling my cheeks grow hotter. “O-okay.”

I rubbed my hands together, working the sunscreen into my hands. I then lowered my hands to her lower back. When my fingers touched her skin, she let out a low moan. The sound was incredibly sexy.

“O-oh, yeah,” She moaned.

It felt good to touch her. Really good. The feeling of her soft skin was amazing, and the fact that she was letting me touch her like this was even better.

“Lower,” She encouraged me.

I hesitated. Lower meant I’d be touching the curvature of her ass. Should I do that? What if someone saw? No, that was stupid. No one could see. There was a privacy fence all around this property. Unless you were eight feet tall, we had complete privacy. Whatever happened between Mrs. Parker and myself would be just between us.

I rubbed the lotion onto her lower back. I moved it lower and lower until I was touching the curve of her butt. The fabric was thin and barely there. It was like I was touching her naked skin. It made me want more. I rubbed her ass cheeks. My hands covered them easily. The skin was firm but also soft. I could feel the muscles beneath her skin, and the warmth of her skin. She let out a soft moan, and the sound was so erotic, it sent shivers down my spine.

I wanted to touch her more. I wanted to explore her. I wanted to rub my hands all over her body. I wanted to feel every inch of her skin. I wanted to see every curve. I wanted to see her naked. I wanted to see her pussy.

“Oh, yes, Lucas,” She sighed. “That feels so good.”

Her voice was husky. It was like the voice a woman used when she was sexually aroused. The sound was driving me wild.

“Mrs. Parker,” I moaned.

“Mmm, lower.”

I was hesitant to touch her there. I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable. She seemed to realize this and spread her legs.

“Lower, Lucas,” She told me. “My thighs.”

I looked between her legs, gulping. I was nervous. My heart was pounding in my chest. My dick was throbbing. I was so hard. I had never been this hard in my life. I could feel my dick twitching in my shorts. It felt so good. I wanted to rub it. I wanted to cum. I wanted to spray my load all over her.

I shook my head. I had to maintain control. I was probably just reading these signals badly. My hands pushed down from her butt and moved between her legs. The only thing separating her pussy from my hands was that thin piece of swimsuit fabric. I rubbed the tops of her thighs. Her legs were long and shapely. Her skin was smooth and supple.

“Lucas,” She moaned. “My calves. Can you rub them?”

“Yes,” I breathed, unable to stop myself.

I rubbed her calves. Her legs were tanned and firm. Her skin was so soft. It felt so good to touch her. My dick was aching. My balls were heavy. I wanted her so badly.

“Lucas,” She whispered, and the tone of her voice sent shivers down my spine. “What is that?”

I blinked, wondering what she meant. It was only then that I realized my groin was right next to her face as I did her lower body. My pants had created a massive tent as my dick fought to explode from my pants.

“Th-this… s-sorry…”

“Don’t be.” she breathed. “I said before, didn’t I? If you have that… w-we’ll just have to take care of it.”

Was this going to happen again?