Oops, I Banged My Bully's Mom - Chapter 14

“Here, come sit next to me.” She patted the passenger seat next to her, smiling.

The others have already piled into the minivan except for Danielle. There was only one seat in the back remaining. Her mouth tightened, but she ended up taking the seat. I had no other choice but to take the seat next to Daryl’s mom. As I sat there, I naturally recalled the scene playing out on my phone. She was naked with her legs spread, touching herself and saying lewd things for the camera.

I had to remind myself that these things weren’t done for me. She was sending it to her husband, who happened to be in the army. Seeing those images had been a complete mistake. I noticed her looking at me closely.

“Your mom is Carilyn Meijer, right?” she asked.

“Ah! Y-yeah?”

She let out a little laugh. “I knew it! Your mother and I do yoga together twice a week.”

“Mom, can we get going?” Daryl leaned forward and asked in an annoyed breath, and then sniffed, making a face at me. “Dude! You reek!”

“Ah, sorry, I was going to shower at home, and I didn’t know I was going to be doing sports earlier,” I tried to explain.

“Hehe, you don’t even need to dump anything on his- hey!” His girlfriend had been making an insult, but his face turned white, and he immediately grabbed her and shushed her.

Of course, if his mom realized I was being bullied, he might end up grounded. His mom didn’t seem to notice. Instead, she gave me a side look, a strange expression on her face before she drove off. I did my best to keep from smelling, even opening the window a crack. I would have worn better deodorant had I known I’d be physically active today, but I had been caught off guard. I also didn’t want to shower for obvious reasons, so I was in my sweaty clothes that had sat under my padding to become saturated in sweat. It was extremely embarrassing.

The people in the back of the minivan talked and joked freely. I felt a little lonely in front, but I knew if I was back there, I’d be just as silent. It was mostly the guys talking, and the girls occasionally responding when they went to tease them.

“Your name is Lucas, right?” Daryl’s mom asked me.

“Um, yeah.”

“I don’t know where you live, so you’ll have to give me the address,” she said.

“Y-yeah… actually, I’m staying with a friend Steve tonight. You can drop me off at his place.”

“You’re sleeping over at Steven’s?” I heard a light voice behind me.

I looked back at Danielle, giving a weak smile. “Yeah, I guess…”

“I thought you guys weren’t friends anymore.” She bit her lip.

“Things change,” I responded, feeling a bit awkward.

I certainly couldn’t explain that Mrs. Parker was pushing us into a friendship so Mrs. Parker and I could get closer, now could I? I didn’t care about throwing Steven under the boss, although I supposed I couldn’t make things too hard on him.

“Here’s my address… um…”

“You can call me Mrs. Conner,” Daryl’s mom smiled.

I knew the name, I just couldn’t remember it in this situation. I should have just made Steve wait for me. This was far more uncomfortable. I could only wait as she dropped off each of the football players and cheerleaders in turn. When it was just Daryl, Danielle, and I left, we finally pulled in front of Steve’s house. I let out a breath of relief as I fled the car.

“Thank god, he stunk…” Daryl said before I closed the door.

His mom glared back at him, but the shot was already fired. He said that in front of Danielle too. I could only blush. I’d jump in the pool as soon as Steve let me in. I had a change of clothing and a swimsuit in my bag just in case. I went up to the front door and knocked. I was expecting Mrs. Parker to answer. Hopefully, she was scantily clad, although not too scantily that she’d cause issues with Mrs. Conner.

However, after a moment, no one answered. I walked to the side of the house and noticed that Steve’s car was missing from the driveway. He didn’t come home? His mom was gone too? I felt a moment of helplessness. I had been anticipating this all day.

“Honey, are they not home?” Mrs. Conner had rolled down her window and called out from her minivan.

“Ah, it’s fine, I’ll stay until they come home,” I yelled back, not wanting to get back in the car with them.

“No, it’s okay, I’ll drop off everyone else and bring you back,” she responded after a moment.

I could see a sour expression on Daryl’s face, but Mrs. Conner had a kind look. I nodded and returned to the car. Daryl crinkled his nose but otherwise kept his mouth shut. We ended up driving to Danielle’s place next. I wasn’t too surprised, as it was the house right across from the church. I was a bit surprised when the Pastor’s wife, Mrs. Anderson, walked out to the car. When she saw me, her eyes flashed, and a smile formed on her lips.

“Why, Lucas… I didn’t know you were in sports.”

“Ah… M-mrs. Anderson, I just joined…” I responded, feeling a bit strange under her gaze.

“Oh, you know Lucas?” Mrs. Conner seemed surprised.

“Of course, she’s a member of my husband’s congregation.” Mrs. Anderson smirked. “He’s agreed to help me with some errands tomorrow.”

“Huh? Lucas is going to be here tomorrow?” Danielle seemed surprised.

“He’s going to help me with some things in the church,” her mom responded. “Why do you ask?”

“N-no reason.” Danielle’s face turned pink.

Mrs. Anderson let out a light laugh, pushing back her blonde hair. “I’ll tell you what, I’ll pick you both up from school tomorrow. Okay?”

Danielle glanced at me, and then at her mom. “Th-that’s fine.”

I nodded. “I’ll let my mom know.”

Mrs. Anderson smirked. “Wonderful. I’ll see you then. You should wear something like this. I plan to make you sweat.”

She brought Danielle out of the back of the minivan and the pair headed on into her house. Mrs. Conner let out a sigh.

“That woman always gives me a bad vibe,” she said aloud. “Lucas, make sure you’re not alone with her.”

“What?”

“Nevermind… I’m going to take you home first, sweetie, and then I’ll take care of Lucas.”

“Seriously?”

“It’s fine, sweetie, it’s not that long.”

Daryl muttered under his breath, but with no one to support him, he no longer had the confidence he had before. His mom drove us to a nice, if rather basic-looking home. Daryl got out, slamming the door and looking annoyed as he walked away. Mrs. Conner watched him enter the house using a key hidden under the doormat and then let out a sigh.

“I’m sorry about my son. He’s like his father. Very prideful and a bit rude.”

“It’s fine,” I lied.

Even if I had his mother alone, there was no way I was going to expose my true feelings about Daryl. The best situation was that she talked to him, and then he took it out on me. With Stephanie protecting me, I was in a good place at the moment, I didn’t want to mess up the status quo. We ended up driving in silence for a bit, but she kept glancing my way. I was wondering what she was looking for, but a thought struck me.

“Ah, thank you for the phone.” I pulled out her phone from my pocket.

“Huh? Oh! That’s my phone!” She blinked. “Your mom gave it to you? I see…”

“You didn’t know?” I was sure she was looking at me because she was hoping for a thank you. “Is that okay?”

“Ah, actually, that’s fine. That’s more than okay.” She laughed slightly. “When I said I was getting rid of it, I was a little worried someone would get on it and find… well, your mom helped me reset it and I gave it to her. I’m glad that it went to someone deserving.”

“Thanks…” I responded.

Of course, I had no intention of telling her that while my mom reset the phone, that didn’t clear out the content saved to her memory card, which she included. All of the dark thoughts I had about blackmailing her were completely out the window. If she was mean like her son, I might have considered it, but she seemed rather nice. It was surprising that Daryl came from her.

“Your mom… she didn’t tell you about me, did she?” The tone of Mrs. Conner’s voice suddenly changed.

“Huh? The yoga thing?” I asked.

A flash of anguish appeared on her face, but she quickly hid it. “No, not that.”

“Oh…” I didn’t know what else to say.

“You look just like him,” she said after a moment of hesitation.

“Huh?”

“Your father,” she responded.

“My dad?” I blinked, finally looking at her. “You knew my father?”

“Yeah… I knew him.” She looked a bit sad. “We were childhood sweethearts.”

“What?” I stared at her in confusion.

“We dated throughout high school. Your dad was my first… ah… that’s not important. We broke up in college. We wanted different things. I wanted a family, and he wanted to focus on his career. The next thing I heard, he was marrying your mom and starting a family. I guess he was okay with family, just not with me.”

I opened my mouth and then closed it again. I had no clue what to say. This was all news to me. Mom didn’t speak about Dad all that much, especially since my stepdad Carl moved in. She said it’d make him uncomfortable, so she never mentioned him.

“He probably had his reasons,” I tried.

She gave me a sad smile. “I’m sorry. Your mom should be the one telling you this. I’m not bitter if that’s what you’re thinking. When your father died, your mother and I leaned on each other to get through it. In a way, you and Daryl are a lot alike. You both grew up without having a father around. Well, I guess, she found Carl.”

“He’s not as great a father as one would like,” I said bitterly. “Mom and he are on the verge of breaking up. That’s why I’m staying at a friend’s place tonight.”

I wasn’t sure why I told her all of that. Perhaps, because she confided in me, I felt the need to do the same.

Her eyes widened. “Is that so? I’m so sorry. It’s tough. My husband is gone most of the time, and Daryl is getting to the age where he wants nothing to do with me. I suppose that’s why I agreed to do these pickups. It’s about the only time my son will interact with me. That’d be fine if my husband is around. It gets lonely… is what I’m saying.”

“Yeah…” I responded.

She laughed softly. “What am I doing, you’re just a kid. For a second, I was treating you like your father.”

“I’m more grown up than I look,” I responded defiantly.

“Is that so?” She asked, causing me to blush. “You know, I wonder. Your dad was known for having a large… ahem… never mind, forget I said anything.”

“What was that?” I asked.

She laughed in embarrassment. “Just forget this entire conversation. That’d be for the best.”

I looked at her, my body growing a bit excited as I recalled the naked images of her. “What if I don’t want to forget everything?”

She looked at me in surprise, and then her eyes narrowed slightly. I realized we were pulling up into Steve’s driveway.

“Give me your phone.”

“Wh-what? Okay…” I handed it to her. “What are you doing?”

She pulled out her phone and after typing for a minute between the two, she handed it back to me. “I put my name in your phone. If you’re ever having a hard time at home, you can call me.”

“Really?” My eyes flashed as I looked at her number, written under Diana.

“This is just… because of some loyalty to your father. Hell, you could have been my son in another life.” She blushed. “Just emergencies! Okay? And don’t tell anyone!”

“I won’t!” I shook my head. “I promise.”

She relaxed after I promised, and then I said goodbye and got out of the car. I wasn’t sure how I felt about things as she drove away. I had naked pictures of her body, and now I had her number. There was no way I could do anything with any of that though. I shook my head in aggravation when I heard the front door open.

“Lucas?” Mrs. Parker cried out. “There you are! Where were you? You left me so worried when I got home and you weren’t here. I was just about to call the police!”

She ran out and I was shocked when she hugged me. My face went directly into her chest. At this point, Mrs. Conner was already driving off down the street.

“I’m fine!” I spoke in a muffled voice in her chest.

“My good-for-nothing son insisted we needed junk food for a sleepover. He said you’d have a ride here after school.”

“The… um… parent who took me home didn’t want to leave me alone when I found the front door locked.”

“Oh, is that it? You know we leave the backdoor unlocked. You can come inside any time you want!”

“Really?” I asked.

Her face flushed slightly. “O-of course.”

“Mom, stop fretting over him,” Steven called out from the doorway before heading back inside.

“He’s right. I-I smell,” I admitted.

“Hmm?” She sniffed me. “You don’t smell bad. You smell, kind of manly.”

“Mrs. Parker…”

I felt the blood down below as my penis shifted. I realized I was holding Mrs. Parker practically like a lover in her front yard. The sky was starting to darken, but it was still light enough we could be seen clearly. She seemed to realize it at the same moment and pulled her body away.

“You can call me Savannah.” She bit her lip. “Ah, when Steve’s not listening.”

She beckoned me with her finger, and the pair of us entered the house. Once she locked up the door, she pointed to their family room, where they had a large television and a surround sound system. It was all nice.

“I figured we’d have a movie night,” Steven said. “Mom bought me all the classic Universal Studio horror movies. We’ll have a marathon.”

I had nearly forgotten how free Steve and his mom were with money. Whenever Steve had some idea, he’d immediately dump a hundred on it without even caring. Allegedly, she had gotten a lot of money in the divorce, and it was enough that she didn’t have to work and they could buy just about whatever they wanted. When I was younger, I didn’t notice all of this too much, but now that I was older, it was all too obvious.

“I’ll make you guys some snacks. You can go ahead and get started,” Mrs. Parker called from the kitchen.

I found a place on the couch, and Steven was already unwrapping and putting an old movie in. I could already see his thought process. Since he had to play like we were still friends, it was a lot easier if we watched movies. Then, he wouldn’t have to interact with me, and could even pretend I wasn’t there. I was fine with it. I didn’t want to have to fake liking him the entire night either.

I watched as Steve threw a bunch of bedding and pillows on the ground and then created a kind of man fort right in front of the television. That was something that hadn’t changed since we were younger. He liked to sit right up against the television, even though he had a big screen twice the size of my television. The surround sound played and even though it was an old black-and-white movie, the sound was deafening. It was every bit as impressive as a theater experience.

He proceeded to ignore me, watching the movie like I wasn’t there. A few minutes later, his mom brought out various appetizers. This turned out to be our dinner tonight. I wasn’t going to complain about an appetizer dinner though. I could live on chips, dip, popcorn, and mozzarella sticks.

“Do you want a drink?” Mrs. Parker had to get close enough that her lips were nearly touching my ear for me to get what she was asking.

I nodded and then shivered. “And a blanket?”

She smiled and went back. The television was loud. I was beginning to wonder why Mrs. Parker didn’t make Steve lower it. Although the movie did occasionally have quiet moments, the sudden crescendos were even more jarring as a result.

Mrs. Parker came back with a drink and a blanket. She then spread the blanket out over me, and to my surprise, she sat right next to me. She smiled at me and then pulled the blanket over herself too. I was half-invested in the movie, so I was mostly just confused that she had taken an interest in the movie. Usually, she wouldn’t watch stuff like this with us, at least from what I remembered from the past.

However, my curiosity ended a moment later when I felt her hand on my leg. I suddenly put it all together. With a large blanket on top of us, and a loud television keeping her son’s attention, we were free to do whatever we wanted under the blanket. Steve’s mom was more devious than I had originally thought.