Monica, a beautiful thirty-six-year-old black mother of a rebellious eighteen-year-old daughter, struggled to make ends meet for a long time. She worked two jobs while completing her para-legal degree. Like Monica, Nicole was gorgeous and developed at an early age. Monica was concerned her daughter was getting far too much attention from men. The attention she worried about most was from men in their much older than her daughter. Monica had Nicole at eighteen; she didn't want her daughter to fall into the same trap.
Monica never married; her dating experiences were disastrous as well. She focused on bettering herself through education. She wanted to escape poverty, giving Nicole a higher standard of living. She graduated and landed a good job in a new city.
Her daughter wasn't as excited about the new opportunities. She had to leave her friends behind. Making matters worse was their new location wasn't very diverse. Monica knew it was necessary for her to attain her goals. Nicole was angry at her mother for the first few months.
Both mother and daughter experienced being the subjects of gossip at the job and school, respectively. Monica was the only black person at her law firm. Nicole was one of less than a dozen blacks at college freshman orientation. They both got quite a bit of attention from their male counterparts. Monica was propositioned many times by men at her job. Many of them were married, a path she refused to travel again. Monica was relieved Nicole wasn't getting nearly as much male attention as she used to. But when a handsome athlete at her school started to pay attention to her. His ex-girlfriend began making trouble for Nicole.
Just shy of a year in her new job, a new lawyer named James signed on with the firm. Gossip around the water cooler was James, who was in his late forties and divorced. Only a couple weeks after his arrival, he asked Monica out. She was shocked as they only had a few impersonal conversations. Monica found him handsome and refreshing. She agreed to a first date that led to a monogamous relationship. After a year of dating, they tied the knot. Monica and Nicole exchanged their small apartment for a beautiful house in a gated community. Monica was the happiest she had ever been in her life. Even Nicole realized how much better her life was in the present. The fall would start a new experience for her at a local college.
Abruptly, James' nineteen-year-old son Tyler moved in with them. The father-son relationship was always tenuous between them. Tyler blamed his father for his parent's split. Tyler's relationship with his mom's new boyfriend became violently physical. Taking him in was the only viable solution.
Tyler was over six feet tall and well-built with sandy blonde hair. He looked a lot like James, although he was a head taller than his father. James would often joke about having a six-pack like Tyler when he was his age.
Tyler was respectful towards Monca, but she sensed a constant underlying tension between them. James blew it off as immaturity when Monica brought her concerns to him. Nicole and Tyler weren't even trying to form a relationship. Tyler worked, worked out, and spent time in his room for the most part. Nicole worked, hung out with friends, or was on her phone with friends.
Tyler realized he had anger issues toward both parents. He didn't want to feel the way he did. Getting into a fistfight with his mother's boyfriend made him realize he needed to get it together. It wasn't his first choice to move in with his dad, but it was his only option.
He had only been around Monica and Nicole a few times since the wedding. Secretly, he found both of them very attractive. Monica wasn't only pretty; her body was amazing. Tyler often thought about Monica's body during his alone time. He remembered well how her hourglass-shaped body fit in her wedding dress. Monica had firm breasts, a tiny waist, and a thick round ass. Her daughter was her spitting image, only taller and just a little less ass.
After moving in with his dad, he did his best not to be alone with Monica or Nicole. Sometimes, he knew he came off as rude when trying to distance himself from them. However, when he was alone, he masturbated often thinking about both of them.
Monica was desperate for Tyler to be more comfortable at home. She thought if she could find something they shared in common. She could use it to bring Tyler more into the fold. Tyler was completely caught off guard when Monica joined the gym he frequented. He had a slight panic attack when she asked if he could show her how to lift weights properly.
They met up at the gym three days a week. The awkwardness faded, but Tyler was often distracted by Monica's body. Monica wasn't immune to her mind drifting, looking at Tyler's muscles as he demonstrated.
Interaction back at home improved dramatically between them as well. Tyler's struggles came at night as he fantasized about Monica. Especially the nights he could hear her having sex with his father. Sometimes he heard his father apologize for finishing too fast.
Nicole would come home once a week for a home-cooked meal. Nicole noted Tyler changed from the last time she saw him. Tyler wasn't only more talkative. Nicole noticed how he looked at her mom. It wasn't the look a son typically gave a mother. Tyler had a crush on her mom!
Nicole often told her girlfriends how hot Tyler was. Knowing he had a crush on her mom made her feel horny. She would keep the knowledge handy to use sometime in the future.
James went out of town on business. Nicole was back at her dorm. The weather forecast called for a stormy night. Tyler spent a couple of hours preparing the house for the storm. Meanwhile, Monica cooked dinner and made sure candles were at hand should the power go out.
After dinner, they showered before settling in to watch some Netflix. Tyler immediately regretted wearing gym shorts, seeing how Monica looked in her sweatpants and tee shirt. He positioned himself so she wouldn't notice his semi-hard cock.
Monica, fidgetted a little, thinking how good Tyler smelled. The storm rolled in with plenty of thunder and lightning. Monica wasn't sure watching a horror movie was a good choice. Especially on such a stormy night. They settled in to watch the movie as the storm raged. Tree limbs banged against the house. Thunder rolled in after blinding lightning flashes,
Monica lit candles around the room just in case. The sound of broken glass came from the kitchen. Tyler grabbed a flashlight to check things out. Moments later, Monica screamed when Tyler returned followed by two masked men in dripping raincoats. One of the men had a gun pointed at Tyler. The taller wore the Ronald Reagan mask, and the shorter man wore the Clinton.
Monica yelled at them to get out. The taller of the two men screamed at her to sit down. Monica obeyed the man as she stared at the gun. The other man pulled a dining chair into the living room. He roughly pulled Tyler down onto the chair. Pulling tape from his pocket, he taped Tyler's hands behind his back.
Tyler cursed at them, telling them his dad was a lawyer and would bring hell down on them. The shorter man cuffed Tyler on the side of his head. The man calmly stated they were there for his father. Stunned, Monica asked what they wanted with James.
