Oops, I Banged My Bully's Mom - Chapter 13

After everything that happened, it would have been stranger if I could stay focused at school. Instead, my mind was on the night, my sleepover, and Steven’s house.

“It’s fucking lame,” Steve said. “Our moms pushing something like this?”

By the time I encountered Steve, he already seemed to know about the planned sleepover. Of course, I wasn’t thinking about hanging out with him at all. My thoughts were on Mrs. Parker and what would happen next. The last few times we met, we didn’t have enough time. Now, we’d have the entire night. Would I lose my virginity to Steve’s mom? It was hard to believe.

“Y-yeah…” I agreed with him half-heartedly while imagining all the things I wanted to do to his mom.

“When you come over today, don’t expect me to entertain you,” he grumbled.

“Don’t worry, I won’t,” I said with a chuckle.

Of course, his mom would entertain me instead. Steve took a second look at my smile, but I knew he’d have no way of guessing what was going on in my mind, which only caused me to smile more. I didn’t tell him about the problems at home. I didn’t even want to tell him. In a way, I felt this was all the sweet-earned revenge for all that he took from me. I planned to savor it slowly. As I looked back down, he shoved something over to me.

I blinked and picked up his cell phone. “What?”

“I heard you have a phone now.” Steve frowned. “Mom kept bugging me saying I needed to get your number. She’s so annoying.”

“So… annoying…” I agreed, picking up his phone and entering my number.

“Knowing your family, it’s probably some cheap-ass flip phone, but if it has a phonebook, you can put mine in there too.”

“Oh, I’m good with that.” I pulled out my phone, and his eyes widened.

“Is that the newest phone?”

“Last gen,” I responded as I got his number. “What gen is your phone?”

“Like three ago,” he responded unhappily. “Are you done yet?”

“Hm? Where’s your mom’s number?” I was looking through his phonebook for her.

“What? I memorized her number!” He snatched his phone from my hands. “Why do you need it anyway?”

I shrugged. “I thought I might.”

“Well, you don’t,” he huffed.

I didn’t care. I figured I could get her number later when I came to her house. It was amazing how my outlook changed when I wasn’t concerned with Steve’s approval any longer. Lunch came along quickly, but as I was about to leave my classroom, I was surprised when the classroom received a call.

“You need to report to the office.” My teacher explained.

The class whispered to each other, but I had no clue why I’d suddenly be called. Did Mom come to pick me up? It couldn’t be Mrs. Parker, could it? As everyone else headed for lunch, I ended up heading to the office. The secretary asked me to sit and wait. I waited in a nearby seat as the hallway cleared out and everyone went where they were supposed to be. That’s when I heard the distinct clicking of heels. They immediately summoned a pair of legs in my mind, as well as a pair of boobs.

I had almost completely forgotten about seeing Mrs. Smith in the closet. So much had happened since yesterday, that I hadn’t even thought about it. I had assumed that she didn’t know who had seen her. Of course, there were probably cameras everywhere. She would have had the ability to ask around. At least, she could have discovered who was tardy for that period class yesterday.

“Come with me.” Mrs. Smith gave me a tight-lipped look right after walking into the office.

I gulped, joining her in her office while my mind ran through what I should say to get in the least trouble. I could deny everything, or I could come clean. Maybe, I could blackmail her. No, that was a terrible idea. I had considered it with my sister, and had I taken pictures, my stepdad would have destroyed me. All I could do was sit down at the desk as a silent Mrs. Smith sat across from me. We ended up staring at each other silently while she tapped her pen.

Should I play dumb? Should I ask her what she wanted?

Mrs. Smith spoke first, saying, “You must know why you are here.”

I decided to play dumb. It was my best option.

I looked around the office, “Why am I here?”

She raised an eyebrow.

I shrugged my shoulders, trying to play innocent, “I haven’t done anything that I’m aware of.”

I could tell she wasn’t buying it, “I think you are lying to me.”

I felt a bit of irritation. My stepdad kept calling me a liar. It wasn’t my fault that my stepsister wandered into my bedroom. Even when there was proof, he still wanted to punish me. Now, the vice-principal was treating me like a criminal. She was the one who decided to act indecent in a closet. Why the fuck did I have to be treated like the bad guy for things other people did?

“What if I am?” I asked angrily. “What are you going to do about it?”

Her lips tightened, “Well, that’s what we are going to figure out, aren’t we?”

She stood up, and I could hear her heels click as she walked around the desk to my side. She took a stool and sat next to me, her long legs right at my eye level.

“What do you want?” I asked, feeling nervous.

“To make a deal,” she said with a straight face.

“A deal?” I asked, confused.

She nodded, “Maybe you saw something you weren’t supposed to see, maybe you didn’t. If rumors got out… no, I could squash rumors, but it’d still be better if this just stayed between you and me. If you help me out, then maybe I can help you out.”

My mind turned numb for a second. She couldn’t be suggesting what I thought she was suggesting, right? I would have assumed it was all my overactive teenage imagination, but that was before. Mrs. Parker had said similar things, and we had done various things. Then, there was my sister. Although drunk, she had also been committed. I even found myself thinking about Mrs. Anderson, although our interactions had been innocent.

“I guess… we can do that.” I found myself saying.

I had been anticipating Mrs. Parker all day, and that had made me increasingly horny. Now, with Mrs. Smith giving herself to me right here, I found myself unable to hold back. Mrs. Smith smiled and nodded, standing up and walking back behind her desk. As I watched her hips sway back and forth, I felt a surge of desire rising in me. I undid my pants eagerly and pulled them out. I wondered what she would give me. Would she use her hands, her mouth, or maybe those legs of hers?

“I was looking for your file, I saw that you used to do sports. However, for some reason, two years ago, you dropped- ahhh!” She had picked up a folder from one of her cabinets, but as soon as she turned around and saw my dick, she dropped her folder and let out a cry. “Wh-what are you doing?”

I stared at her wide-eyed, a bit confused. “Wh-what? I thought you wanted sex?”

Her eyes locked onto my penis, and her mouth fell open. I lifted it and looked at her. She blinked, her face turning red as she looked away.

“P-put that away!”

“Huh? You said you wanted to help each other out?”

“That’s… you have the wrong idea,” she said shyly, her eyes flickering a few times to it even as she tried to look away. “I did that for my husband because he was begging. I’m married; I’m not that kind of girl. It seems I should have been clearer. Please, put it away.”

As the realization finally struck me, I felt a surge of embarrassment. I quickly put my things away. I couldn’t believe I just flashed my vice-principal my dick. What was I thinking? What happened with Mrs. Parker was a fluke. Every middle-aged woman wasn’t after my dick! I was just a kid, after all.

When it was put away, she let out a breath of relief, finally turning back to me. “You startled me with that… I’ve never seen one that… never mind.”

I blushed. “I-I guess we’re even now.”

“That…” Her face was also red, the atmosphere between us turning strange. “Even so, if it gets out what I did, I could lose my job. These things aren’t the same.”

“How did you find out it was me?” I asked.

“The picture… I took… Your face was in the crack of the doorway.” She admitted with a blush. “Even then, it took Photoshop at home to get a good enough image to figure out who it was.”

“Oh, I thought you checked the security cameras… or looked for who was tardy that period.”

Mrs. Smith’s eyes widened. “Those are good ideas.”

“I’m sorry I took off…”

“No…” She shook her head. “I’m the one at fault. Even if I shut that door, this was not something I should do at school. It’s just… ever since… my husband…”

She stopped, realizing she didn’t want to say too much.

“You’re pregnant, right?”

She looked up. “You heard?”

“R-rumors…” I admitted.

She made a bitter expression, nodding. “Yeah, I’m two months along. However, ever since I got pregnant, my husband has seemed to become less interested. I’ve been trying to keep his interest, but how can I…”

“What are you saying? You’re hot. Half the guys in school still fantasize about you.”

“Is that so?” She looked at me, and I blushed. “I’ve put on weight.”

“I barely noticed!” I declared. “You’ve got long legs, and your butt… ahem…”

I broke into a cough. She let out a soft chuckle.

“Thank you. That’s sweet… in its way.” She bit her lip before picking up the folder she dropped, making sure I couldn’t see her butt or legs. “Anyway, I heard you’re dating Stephanie?”

“Even that is in your file?” I cried out.

She laughed. “No, but I also am privy to… rumors.”

“Um…”

“Although I perhaps can’t help you as much as Stephanie, if you were interested in getting on any sports team, I think I could get Coach Rex to agree.” Her eyes narrowed slightly. “He owes me that much.”

“I’m not really into sports anymore.”

That wasn’t true, but I didn’t want to get into my issues with Coach Rex. The last thing I wanted to do was be on a team with Daryl or all of those other bullies, let alone Coach Rex.

“Is that so.” She seemed slightly unhappy with my lack of enthusiasm. “In that case, if there is anything else you need from me, just let me know. Ah… b-besides that…”

Her eyes flickered down to my pants one last time, and I couldn’t help but blush. After that, she excused me to lunch. I had grown used to not eating, so it didn’t matter to me that I didn’t have much time. All the talk was boring anyway. Some people were still talking about me dating Stephanie, but she wasn’t exactly popular and neither was I, so it was already becoming old news. I heard a few people talking about Mrs. Smith’s pregnancy, but they were still in the speculative phase. I knew it was true, but I kept my mouth shut. I figured I owed her that much.

I continued with my classes throughout the day. In the classes that I had Stephanie, she was sitting next to me. The bullies who had been making my life hell all year had already moved on to new targets. I almost felt a bit bitter about it. After giving me so much trouble, they left me just like that. That just told me how little their bullying meant to them. My greatest chagrin was just some mild amusement for them. Thoughts of Mrs. Parker healed quite a bit of that. The school quickly passed and the final bell rang.

I eagerly headed out toward Steve’s car. I was full of excitement and anticipation. I saw him trying to catch Danielle’s attention before her track practice. I could only grin in his direction as I jumped into the passenger seat and waited for him to give up the chase. I was surprised to see Danielle look my way. After a moment, he looked my way too. Everyone on the field was looking toward me.

“What do you think you’re doing, Lucas?” A gruff and somewhat annoyed voice called from next to me.

I nearly jumped out of my seat. “Ah, Coach Rex?”

Coach Rex was glaring at me with his clipboard in one hand and a whistle in the other. “We’re having practice right now.”

I looked around in confusion. I was sitting in Steve’s car, which was still parked in a parking spot. “Am I in the way?”

His frown deepened. “If you wanted to be on the team, you should have just asked. Causing all these problems… go get ready!”

Although he was acting like he was casually annoyed, I could see a fit of anger and frustration deep inside him. He was putting me on the team? Didn’t I tell Mrs. Smith I wasn’t interested? Was she forcing me to make some kind of point? I got out of Steve’s car and ran over to the gym while it felt like the entire team was watching. It wasn’t until I reached the door that a familiar face tipped me off.

“Stephanie, what are you doing?”

She crossed her arms, a smug look on her face. “I got you on the team. Shouldn’t you thank me?”

“You did it…” I asked in confusion.

“Who else would have?” She demanded, grabbing my shirt. “Hey, I’m not going to have some loser boyfriend. The least you could be is an athlete. Be happy I’m willing to take the time to change you! Mom says as long as the starting substance is good, all the parts you don’t like can be changed later.”

Her eyes went to my pants for some reason and then she blushed.

“I better get ready,” I muttered, pulling her hands off me and then escaping into the changing room.

So, I was on a sports team after all, and it was football. I wasn’t even sure what I was doing. I didn’t even like football when I was athletic. I was more into basketball and the like. I still found a box of used football pads and dressed myself. Thankfully, I had a gym and had my gym clothing to dress in. By the time I left the locker room, the guys were already in the middle of class.

“Do I seriously need to pick you up after practice?” Steve whined.

“I mean, I am staying at your place tonight.” I gave a slight shrug, although I was secretly quite happy to inconvenience him.

His attempt to drive Danielle home would be ruined, and that amused me just a little bit.

“That won’t be needed.” A voice caught both of us by surprise.

“D-Danielle?” Steve looked at her like a wounded animal.

“Ah, it’s just, I keep telling Steve that some of the moms come and shuttle everyone home after practice. You can get a ride if Steve doesn’t want to take you.”

“In that case, I’ll take the shuttle.” I declared, giving Steve a look like I was helping him score with Danielle.

By her expression, it seemed like she was using the shuttle too. Steve’s expression fell. It made me feel somewhat happy.

“Luke! Get your ass in line!” Coach Rex bellowed.

“Ah, sorry, got to go.” I put my helmet on.

“Good luck!” Danielle called after me as I ran onto the field.

I felt more refreshed than I had in years. Although I was pretty weak and hadn’t done fitness in years, I still found myself just a touch better than the third-string guys, so I felt just a bit below the median, not so bad that I stood out. This seemed to disappoint Daryl and some of the others. A few of the team members even seemed impressed by my ability and congratulated me. Of course, Coach Rex tried to ignore me, but he couldn’t ignore Stephanie who sat and watched the whole thing. She cheered for me constantly, which was embarrassing, but I’d rather be embarrassed a girl was cheering me on than embarrassed because I had no one.

It felt good to be physically active. It had been such a long time since I got to compete in sports. I had forgotten how much I enjoyed it. I was almost happy that Stephanie forced me into it. She wasn’t so bad after all, in her own fucked up way. Everyone went to change, but I avoided the shower. I said I’d shower at home, and most people left it at that. I had been wronged once in a shower, I had no plan to repeat it. Once the guys were all changed, we went out into the parking lot as a group of minivans pulled up.  At this point, Stephanie had gotten bored and left, and it seemed Steve had also given up trying to get Danielle and headed home.

“L-lucas!”

I blinked, turning to see Danielle. She was still in her tracksuit, giving her a very sexy charm. I almost looked twice.

“Yeah?

“You-you should come with us. The mom who drives our minivan will sometimes take us out after,” she said.

“You want me to come with you?” I asked in surprise, noticing a few people I considered undesirable next to her.

“You want him to go?” A certain bitchy cheerleader said disgustedly. “Daryl, do we have to take him?”

The door to the minivan opened and a red-headed woman poked her head out. “Don’t be like that. I’ll take anyone who can fit.”

I froze as I saw a familiar face. I felt a burning sensation where my phone was placed in my pants. That phone contained dozens of lewd photos of this woman. This was the first time I saw this redhead who had exposed herself to me in person. This was Daryl’s mom!