Oops, I Banged My Bully's Mom - Chapter 9

“Lucas, it’s time for school!” Mom shouted.

The next morning, I woke up groggily. The weekend was over, and I had to go back to the cesspool of bullies and bastards that I had been temporarily spared from. As my brain started working again, I saw the phone still sitting on my desk. I walked over and picked it up. I stared down at the phone in disbelief. With a few clicks, a naked woman appeared on the screen again.

She had over three dozen naughty images of herself on top of the video I had found. Beyond that were more normal images of her and her son Daryl. One image included a man in an army outfit, and I was able to reason that she must have been sending packets of photos to her husband. The images were being backed up into another folder, and she must not have realized that when she sent me the phone.

This had left me very confused. On the one hand, while being bullied by Daryl all these years, I had prayed for an event in which I could finally get revenge. On the other hand, the person I would be hurting most wouldn’t be Daryl, but his mom. She had given me this phone, and once I spread her images, it probably wouldn’t be long before she realized where they came from. Even if I could ruin Daryl’s life, wouldn’t he kill me immediately after? What would be the point of victory if it just caused a mutually assured destruction?

No, I didn’t just want to humiliate Daryl. I wanted to own him. I wanted to take everything he cherished and turn it into ash, just like he did to me. For such desires, I had to think about it for more than a single night. In short, I had a hot potato in my pocket, and I had no clue what to do with it.

“Lucas!” The door opened without a knock.

I quickly closed out of the naked images and tried to hide the phone. It was my stepdad standing there. As soon as he saw me put the phone behind my back, his eyes narrowed.

“You’re not to take that to school do you understand?”

“Yeah?” I responded.

I wasn’t planning to, but he was looking at me like he didn’t trust me. “If you do it, I’ll take it away so quick!”

“Okay… do that then.” I didn’t want to be rude, but I was standing there in my underwear.

My stepdad made a face and then closed the door. I let out a breath. My stepdad would look at my phone if he could. If he found those images, I’d be dead. I had to hide the phone from him. That was my only choice. I couldn’t let him look at it while I was away at school. After a little bit, I finally decided to hide it behind the drawers of my desk. There was a small space in the back that I could barely access. I knew my stepdad’s arms would be too fat to reach in that hole, so even if he thought it might be in there, he wouldn’t be able reach it.

Once I was sure the phone was off and hidden, I finally got dressed. I went to the bathroom but wasn’t surprised to find it being used by Jenna. She worked nights, so I swore she took the bathroom in the morning just to piss me off. I knew I couldn’t rush her either, otherwise she’d yell and her dad would come running to her rescue. Thankfully, I was used to it, so I went to the kitchen and quickly rinsed my face in the sink.

“Can’t you do that in the bathroom?” Mom chastised me. “I cook from here.”

I knew her words weren’t meant to annoy me, but I couldn’t help but feel irritated. Why did we get a place with a single bathroom anyway? Mom said that dad bought the place with the intent of finishing the basement. We were going to have a second bathroom and a large bedroom down there. It was supposed to become my bachelor pad when I grew up. Of course, my stepdad had no intention of working on the basement. He didn’t do construction.

When I saw my stepdad’s glower, I quickly removed the look in my own eyes. It was too early in the morning to get into a fight. Mom grabbed her keys and told me to head to the car, so I did so. A few minutes later, I was on our way to school. The only saving grace I had with school was that I didn’t need to take a bus. My mom drove me to school, but I was on my own for coming home. Of course, I wanted a car, but there was no way my stepdad would allow me to have something like that. He’d get angry if I even mentioned getting a license.

Either way, we drove in silence. Mom glanced my way, looking like she wanted to say something, but in the end, she didn’t speak. As we pulled up in front of the school, I grabbed my backpack and opened the door.

“Thanks for the phone,” I responded shortly before jumping out and slamming the door.

I didn’t wait for her response as I ran into the school. We didn’t have a whole lot of time between classes. My locker was far away from my first class, and so I had to run across the entire high school twice before the final bell rang. When I reached my locker, I was waiting to see what rude comment had been slipped in it today. I was surprised to see the outside clean. Sometimes, they got yelled at and warned about the signs, so they would slip them into the locker instead. Thus, I opened it up and looked inside. I was surprised to see it was clean. Must have been a busy weekend if no one was bored enough to fuck with me come Monday.

Mondays and Fridays were usually the worst days. Mondays because they came back after having a weekend to think of ways to fuck with me, and Fridays because they knew the weekend was coming up and could avoid any consequences by doing things at the end of the school week. It was a life I had become used to all too well. Which was why I found it odd when people seemed to be avoiding me today.

Don’t get me wrong, I still received mocking or condescending looks, but people seemed to be giving me a wider berth than normal. Usually, they would bump into me or trip me if they had the option. Today, however, I was left completely alone. Some of the guys moved toward me, but then a friend would grab them, whisper in their ear, and they’d back off. I had no clue what was going on, but I didn’t hate being left alone.

Despite my best efforts to be quick, and the fact no one was going out of their way to stop me, the bell still rang before I reached class. The hallways cleared out quickly and I found myself among a handful of stragglers.

“Stop… I’m at school.” A sexy voice spoke in a particularly alluring way.

I wouldn’t be a guy if I wasn’t immediately triggered by such words. They came from a teacher’s supply closet. Curious, I sneaked over to the door, which was open just a crack, and looked inside. I had recognized her voice, but I was still surprised to see Mrs. Smith standing there. She had a hand on her skirt and her face was flushed.

“I’m not going to call you that,” she whispered, growing a bit displeased. “Don’t be that way. I do love you.”

I realized I was listening to her have an adult conversation, likely with her husband. It was inappropriate to listen, and besides that, I was already late for class. I really should go.

“Stop… fine… if I do it, you’ll leave me alone?” She said, and I paused.

She looked both ways, but her eyes didn’t even turn toward the door. Then, she cleared her throat and started to lift up her shirt. My mouth fell open as I witnessed the vice principal lift up her shirt and bra, revealing her chest. She lifted the phone like she was taking a selfie. While that happened, my brain had turned to mush, and I started leaning forward. My hand pressed on the door, and it snapped shut with a click, blocking my view as she snapped a picture.

“Who’s there?” I heard her terrified voice.

I turned and bolted. There was no way I just saw the prim and proper Mrs. Smith sexting her husband. It couldn’t be true.

I burst into my next class, completely out of breath. The teacher chastised me a bit, but a movie was playing and she was too lazy to get up from her seat. In the end, she told me to go to my seat without punishing me further. There were a few laughs in class, but that was it. I barely noticed as I went to sit down. A few minutes later, I saw Mrs. Smith look through the glass window with a stern look on her face. I looked straight ahead at the film, all without absorbing a thing that was being shown. Instead, my mind was replaying the sight of her tits over and over again.

I suddenly felt my ear being flicked, and I turned to curse out the person next to me. When I saw it was Steve, I grew confused.

“What the hell do you want?” I whispered, trying to keep my voice below the sound of the movie.

“You hearing now? I’ve been trying to get your attention for ten minutes,” he muttered.

“I was… distracted…” I admitted, thinking back to Mrs. Smith.

I couldn’t help myself from comparing her to the images of the ginger girl on my phone. Her boobs were a bit smaller, but her nipples were bigger. They also seemed to have more weight to them, if that made sense. The ginger girl’s boobs looked like they’d be soft and malleable, while Mrs. Smith’s boobs gave me the impression they were more solid. Of course, I wouldn’t know if I got to touch them. Of course, I had never had the opportunity to squeeze breasts before. The only time I even felt them was… my eyes turned to Steve, who was glowering at me.

“Is a video on insect mating that hot to you?” He sneered.

My eyes focused on the screen, and I realized that we were watching something about insect mating. It was showing bees buzzing around a queen or something. My face began flush, and then I glared at Steve.

“How’s your mom?” I asked, grinning a bit inside.

“She’s been weird lately,” Steve admitted. “She suddenly set stipulations for me using the car.”

“What stipulations?” I asked, feeling a bit surprised.

“She wants me to drive you home from school.”

I blinked. “Really?”

“She has it in her head you’re a good influence on me,” Steve complained. “She said from the beginning the car was conditional. If I bought it, I needed to do chores for her and stuff. However, I don’t know why I’m suddenly your chauffeur.”

“I don’t know either…” I admitted.

“She thinks she can force us to be friends again,” Steve grumbled. “Did you tell her we weren’t?”

“I didn’t! I swear!”

“Whatever… all I did is tell her about Stephanie.”

“Huh? What about her?” I asked.

I had almost completely forgotten about Stephanie after everything that had happened. She had nearly tried to sexually assault me, so I wasn’t too keen on seeing her again. Thankfully, we didn’t have any classes together until the end of the day.

“Nothing, are you coming or not?” He demanded.

“I-I guess…”

“I’m only driving you as far as my house. You can walk the rest of the way,” Steve huffed.

“I-is that so?”

“Shhh!” The teacher forced us to be silent.

It didn’t matter to me though. My brain was all over the place. I couldn’t even think to extort more out of Steve. I had already gotten a handy from his mom. What more could I take from him? Instead, I was more focused on Mrs. Parker. What were her intentions? Was she trying to get me to visit her? Steve would be there too. She didn’t want to do stuff with Steve there, right? I wanted to slap myself. What was I even thinking? What happened before was a fluke. There was no way she was interested in taking things further.

Before I could think on it too much longer, the bell rang and I found myself heading to my next class. Steve wasn’t in this class, but Daryl was. Daryl Conner was the name of the boy I hated more than anyone. That ginger fuck-head was the quarterback of the high school football team. He was loved by Coach Rex and everyone else too. His girlfriend was a cheerleader, and almost as attractive as Danielle. She had also been with him when he dumped the crap on my head.

Yet, thinking about his naked mom pleasuring herself on my phone, I couldn’t bring myself to grow angry at him. He seemed to be leaving me alone for some reason, but I kept thinking about the images of his mom, and then I smiled. I must have been looking at him too much, because he suddenly glared at me.

“You want a bloody nose?” He growled.

I blinked. “Are you going to give me one?”

I wasn’t sure where those bold words came from. I just kept seeing his naked mom, and I was suddenly not that intimidated. As soon as I spoke though, my senses returned and I realized I was really asking for punishment. He might not punch me in class, but he knew a dozen different ways to make my life miserable otherwise.

To my surprise, he backed down though. “You’re not worth the trouble. You’re lucky your girlfriend’s dad funds the football team. Even Coach rex has to listen to him.”

“My what now?” I blinked.

He smiled nastily. “Who would have thought a shit stain like you had it in you. If I knew you were that desperate for pussy, I might have hooked you up.”

I blinked, completely confused. However, he didn’t look like he was going to say anything else. I didn’t have to wait long until I began to understand what he meant though. After class was over, during lunch, I saw more and more eyes looking my way. Whenever they saw me, they started whispering. I became increasingly aware that something really was different today, but that’s when I heard a name. I stopped at the table.

“What do you mean, Stephanie and me?” I demanded.

The girls I spoke to blinked like they were surprised I approached them, and then started giggling. “Didn’t you and her go all the way at Steve’s party? I heard you had your head between her legs. If she tastes as bad as she smells in the locker room, I pity you.”

“What the hell? Nothing happened,” I denied it immediately, but I knew that there was no way my words could turn back the rumors now.

They had already been spreading all day, and the more I denied them, the more people would believe they were true. I wasn’t sure how our seven minutes in heaven ended up becoming a full-fledged affair. I wanted to kick Steven’s ass though. He knew about it! He even said something to his mother about it. Whatever, it was already out there. My only concern now was Stephanie.

Naturally, these rumors would enrage her. When I encountered her in my next class, she was assuredly going to kill me. To be fair, it was her fault. She was the one trying to grab at me in the pool house. If she didn’t make such a ruckus and act so aggressively, then she wouldn’t have had to put her reputation on the line. I continued to listen to the rumors while trying to decide what to do. I thought about faking an illness, but that would only delay the inevitable. In the end, I decided to face it head on.

Lunch ended and I headed to my next class. I took my sweet time, only entering right before the bell rang. That was okay for this class, since it was just a study hall. As soon as I entered, the room went quiet. I could see people’s eyes shifting between Stephanie and me. She had been sitting in the corner, head down on the table, so I couldn’t see her expression. As for the teacher, she was already on her computer, ignoring the class.

With the class silent, I walked across the room and sat kitty corner to Stephanie, putting as much distance between us as possible. I immediately heard whispering. I hoped this would establish that we were not together. As long as we kept out distance and ignored each other, then the rumors would die down in a week or so. This was the conclusion I made after careful thought, and I hoped Stephanie understood my intentions too and went easy on me.

“L-lucas.”

“Eh?” I blinked, seeing Stephanie right in front of me.

Her face was flushed and she was holding out a letter. When I took it, my eyes stared at the heart-shaped note.

“Wh-what is this?” I asked, not sure I could understand what I was looking at.

Rather, I knew what I was looking at, but it made no sense that I’d be handed a love note by Stephanie.

“It’s my phone number and address,” she responded shyly. “I-if you’re going to be my boyfriend, then my mom and dad say that they have to me-meet you.”

What the hell?