A Little Trip Pt 04

All characters are over the age of 18.

A LITTLE TRIP, PART 4

Life was going great! Mom and I... well, I moved out of my room and now sleep in 'our bed' each night. Mom said she owed me a hundred blowjobs, and she seemed to really want to own up to that! Work was going great. I had been teaching everyone how I did the job and many of them started to produce significantly higher than before! I even worked some overtime on the day shift to teach them as well. Yeah, when it was announced a week before Alan left that I was taking over, there were some voices of dissension. Cecil was quick to step in with those that thought they should have been promoted instead, including Trevor.

"This kid has proven emself. He innovated the new work procedures and has taken to all the duties like a fish to water. I don't wanna hear any more about it. The kid has the promotion and I'm not changing my mind!"

Most of the employees relented and took to the new work procedures I made. Our numbers were souring! There were a few that refused to do things the new way though.

I received my first check as an assistant manager three weeks after Alan left for Colorado. "Cecil, this can't be right! There's something wrong with my check!"

He laughed. "Like that, kid? Promotion bonus was tacked on."

"Promotion bonus?"

"One-time thing, kid. At least until you get promoted again. You got to assistant manager and got a thousand-dollar bonus."

I looked at my check. Even taking out that thousand, I was making a lot more money than before. I was at the bottom of the assistant manager pay grade too! I had a few thoughts about how to spend the money.

"Kid, some of the employees are still givin me shit about yer promotion and I can tell they aren't following yer training procedures. Here's where yer job sucks." He gave me a list of names. "Turn em around, or they get their first warnin in the books about their refusal to do their job."

I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "You got it, Cecil."

There were several names on the list, but I was dreading one of them and went to him last. Most said they'd do better after I explained this could eventually lead to their dismissal.

"Trevor, we need to talk."

"I don't have anything to say to you."

"Then listen. You need to follow the new procedures. Everyone that is following them has had their numbers boosted and now qualify for overtime again."

"I already qualify." It was true. He was the other person I had heard about that produced enough to qualify for overtime, though just barely.

"Yes, but you can do better. We all need to be on the same page."

"Page this!" And he stuck his middle finger up and moved it to within a few inches of my face. "You stole my job! I'm not listening to you!" We started to attract the attention of several others nearby. Some of them started getting on their phones and texting.

"You need to calm down, Trevor. I'm trying to help you."

"I don't need your help!"

"Yes, you do. Your numbers..."

"ARE FINE!"

"And is 'fine' good enough? You once were the top producer here before I came. Now you're near the bottom of the list with only the people on this list having lower numbers." I flashed the sheet of paper with a short list of names on it. Trevor snatched it out of my hand, crumbled it up and threw it at me. It hit me right in the forehead. I was getting pissed.

"Listen here, asshole! I don't need your training, and I don't need to listen to you!"

"Yes, you do. I'm your assistant manager and I'm responsible for your improvement at work."

"Then you're just shit out of luck." He smirked. A lot of people had gathered around now.

"Trevor, let's go to one of the stock rooms and talk privately."

"Why? You don't want anyone to see that a pencil-dick like you can't control his employee?"

"No, because I'm trying to protect you from being disciplined in front of everyone."

"You're doing such a great job of disciplining me! I'm shaking!"

"Trevor, get in the stock room!" He stiffened and looked at me like he was about to rip my heart out.

....

I opened the door to our apartment. "Bobby? What are you doing home so early, sweetheart?" She saw me. "Bobby! What happened?!" She rushed to me and cradled my face to look at my black eye.

I grinned a little. "I have good news and bad news, mom. You can see the bad news."

"Bobby, what happened?"

"I beat Trevor's fist with my face."

"Trevor?! That asshole did this?!"

"It's ok, mom. I'm ok."

"You're not ok!"

I took hold of her hands. "Mom. I'm ok. Calm down and I'll explain." I took her to the couch. "I had to have words with Trevor at work. He didn't want to listen to me because he believes I stole his job. He got pissed and said something stupid. I tried to tell him what to do. Then he hit me."

"That asshole! We need to press charges!"

"I'm not pressing charges, mom. He's going to have a lot of troubles soon and I don't want to add to them."

"What do you mean?"

"He hit me. At work. I fired him, mom. He's going to have to find another job, but the rumors are already flying around town. Do you think he's going to get hired anywhere decent after he hit his boss?"

Comprehension dawned for my mom.

"He lives in the upper-class apartments and has a pretty new truck too. He's likely to lose a lot. Shit, he will probably have to find a way to leave town!"

"Oh, my poor boy!" She gently kissed near my eye.

"I'd prefer that here." I pointed to my lips. She gave me a quick kiss. "Really?"

"Sorry, I'm just worried about you. It doesn't really get me in that kind of mood."

"Maybe this will help." I handed her an envelope with my paystub in it. She took it and looked at its contents.

"Oh shit! Is this real?"

"There's a bonus in there, but the rest is my regular pay with some overtime."

"Oh, Bobby! I'm so proud of you, darling!" Then we were kissing. That's more like it!

....

After breakfast the next morning, I decided to get my plans for the paycheck going.

"Mom, I think you may be right. I'm going to go to see a doctor about this thing."

"Oh, sweetheart! Do you want me to go with you?"

Shit! She can't go with me!

"I'm not a little kid anymore. I can handle it."

She looked like she wanted to argue. "Ok, sweetheart. Let me know how it goes."

....

Things worked out better than I thought! Next week is going to be awesome!

....

The next week I took mom out for breakfast at Denny's. Yeah, there really aren't many choices around here and I needed to get her out of the apartment. I was driving her home.

"Bobby, where are you going?"

"We're going home, mom."

"You passed our street, sweetheart."

I looked at her with a big grin. "Did I?"

It took a moment for things to click for her.

We were coming up to the Lyon's Gate apartments. It was the upper-class place to rent in town. "Bobby??"

"I hope you like it, mom."

"But..."

I pulled into a parking space near our new place.

"Come on, let's take a look." I pulled a key out of my pocket and handed it to her.

"Bobby." she whispered as she took the key.

I got out of the car and came around to her door that she still hadn't opened. I opened the door and put out my hand for her to take. "Come, mademoiselle." I said in a cheesy French accent. She took my hand so I could help her out. "We're apartment 210." I pointed. "Right there."

I stopped with her as we came to the door. Mom was shaking. "Mom, are you ok?"

"I... Is this real? I don't deserve this."

"What?! Mom! You deserve BETTER than this! I wish I could do more." I took her jittering hands in my own. I leaned in and kissed her. "Please open the door."

She used the key and unlocked the door. We went inside. The place was more than twice the size of our other apartment. There was an island separating the kitchen from the living room. It was still only two bedrooms, but the place was so much nicer and had a second bathroom.

"Our stuff is here!"

"Well, not all of it. Just the heavy stuff. I paid some guys to come and grab our stuff while we were out. I lied to you last week when I said I was going to the doctor. I came here and was able to get a lease on this apartment that was ready."

"You had people... They could have gone through our stuff!"

"No, I had Susan supervise and make sure nobody was going through your personal things."

"The lady that answers the phones?"

"Yes, I trust her. I'm sorry, mom. I was trying to make this a big surprise."

"Oh, Bobby!" She pulled me down for a kiss. "I'm sorry, baby! This is amazing! OH MY GOD!" She just noticed the new 50" TV. One of my coworkers went to Phoenix during the weekend to grab a TV that was on sale. I paid him $50 to bring one back for me as well.

I gave her the tour. "This is wonderful, Bobby!" She looked like she was about to cry. I had to put her over the top.

"I hope you can take a little more. Let's go back outside." I took her hand and lead her back out. "See that?" I pointed to a Mazda 3 in the parking lot and pulled another key out of my pocket.

"Bobby! Really?!"

"It's not new, except to us. But now we have two cars available. No more planning on who has the car each day. Oh, and in the trunk and back seat are a ton of old boxes and packing paper that our parts are shipped to us in so we can pack the rest of our stuff. Cecil said I was welcome to take them."

Mom's response was to pull me in for another kiss. Tongues tangling, standing out in the open for all to see. She stopped after a few minutes. "I want you to fuck me."

We went inside and I started for the bedroom. I was almost in our room when I noticed mom wasn't following. She was at the couch undressing. "Mom?"

"I want you to fuck me right here, darling." She pulled her pants off, followed by her shirt and bra and got on the couch, knees on the seat and hands on the seatback.

I wasn't about to argue. I got my clothes off as quickly as I could and got behind my mom. Mom looked back at me, all sensuality and lust. Her nipples hardened as her pendulous tits swayed. I brought my member to her moist entrance and sunk it fully into her warmth.

"Oh, Bobby." She was breathing hard already. "Give it to me, darling! I want you so much!"

If that's what she wants, that's what she gets. I pulled out almost all the way and rammed myself back into her. Ripples of impact started from her buxom ass and ended at her enormous milky globes. Mom's face went into the cushion on top of the seatback and began to wail into it like a banshee.

After pounding mom for 15 minutes, she renewed her scream into the couch. I felt the splash of her climax against my testicles. I continued my assault on my gorgeous mom until my stomach started to lurch a few minutes later. My vigorous workout was making breakfast come back up. I slowed way down, hoping it would help. "Bobby? Are you ok?"

"I'm sorry, mom. I... I need to stop." I unwillingly removed my turgid cock from her and sat down.

"Baby, what's wrong?"

"It's my stomach."

"Oh! Oh..." It occurred to her what was ailing me. "Darling, I'm sorry! That was too much to ask right after breakfast! Are you going to be ok?"

"Yes, mom. I just have to stop for a few."

"Oh, darling boy! Look what I did to you! Let me help!" Mom didn't hesitate at all! She took my cock into her mouth with a slurp! She's had a lot of practice lately! I felt her doing something weird though. She started taking my cock even further. It felt TIGHT! She gagged a little but kept easing me into her mouth until her face was buried against me!

"OH FUCK!" One of my hands went to the back of her head and the other went to clutch her closest tit. She started a slight movement, trying to push her face further into me and then easing off repeatedly. Then she started humming as well. "MOM!" Gasp! "I'm..." Gasp! "Going..." Gasp! She didn't back off and I couldn't hold back!

Her hands went to my swollen testicles and gripped them tenderly. My cock gushed sperm down her throat. She remained there a moment afterwards before she allowed my softening cock to slip out. She slurped on it more as it left her mouth. Her hands caught my dick, and she leaned down to lick it several times as she purred 'Mmmmmmmm'.

She released me and smiled. "There you go, darling. That feels better, doesn't it?"

"Damn, mom! Where did that come from?"

"Well, you told me how you had looked up how to please women. I just did the same thing! Was it ok?"

"That was amazing, mom! How did you do it so well though?" She started laughing and blushing. "What?"

"I used a carrot to practice. I even... shaped it... you know... like your cock."

"Seriously?! That's awesome, mom!"

"I'm glad you liked it, sweetheart."

"Can we talk about something else for a moment?"

"What is it, darling?"

"Your job. I know you hate your job. I think you should quit. I make plenty of money to support us."

"Baby, you shouldn't have to support me."

"I don't have to, mom. I just want you to be happy. Maybe you can find something better if you take the time. I understand if you want to stay independent or just want the extra money, but you don't NEED to work that crappy job."

"What would I do?" she said quietly.

"Anything you want, mom. I thought you'd be happier than this. It was just a thought." My hand went to her caress her face. Her hands held mine there.

"Maybe I could take a cooking class! Yeah, I can drop a chicken fried steak into a fryer and scramble eggs, but I want to learn to make some real food!"

"Oh, if that's what you want?"

"Then I can take care of you again! Oh! Maybe I could go to the gym!" Her hands went to her slightly plump belly and frowned.

"You're gorgeous, mom."

She looked determinedly at me. "Thank you, sweetheart, but that's what I want to do for me."

I put one arm around behind her and another under her legs to scoop her up onto my lap, then pulled her in for a long kiss. "Anything you want."

....

I left for work later in the Civic. I let mom enjoy the Mazda. It was newer and more reliable. Work went well, the factory's output kept rising. We were now among the top five producers last month for Simmons. We started receiving special orders for custom computers.

When I got to work that day, Cecil had a little surprise for me. There was a name plate on my office that said 'Bobby "The Kid" Right'. Everyone laughed and then laughed harder when I said: "I promise not to call anyone out for a duel at high noon." After that, I was being called 'kid' or 'Bobby, the kid' by a lot of the staff.

Cecil called me into his office later. "Hey! Bobby, the kid!" He had a big grin on his face.

"Hey, Cecil! What's going on?"

"I just got word that headquarters is givin each shift a half day next Friday and providin lunch for everyone." Lunch really meant dinner on the night shift, but that's the just the semantics of business. "Kid, I'm doubtful this would happen without you. They are also lookin ta give a bonus to us managers for a job well done. No clue what, but we will probly know in a few months when the fiscal year is done."

"That'd be awesome!"

That's just before mom's and my birthday! Maybe I can plan something nice for her!

"Yup. Anyway, we have a budget for lunch next week. Find out what everyone wants. We may have enough to have folks bring their significant others. Make a real party of it. Figure it out and make arrangements."

"You got it, Cecil."

....

I had some planning to do, but it was time to go home. I pulled in next to the Mazda and got out. I got into the apartment. "Hey, mom! I'm home!" Nothing. I didn't hear the shower. Maybe she was taking a nap? I tried not to freak out. She's never just disappeared before. I went to our room.

My heart stopped! It was like Christmas came early! All the red and green! Red rose petals were artfully dispersed on the floor and bed. There was new bedding that was a dark forest green. Mom was posed on the bed, laying on her side with her head propped on her left hand and her right arm laying across the sexy wide curve of her hips. That wasn't what had me flabbergasted though...

Mom was wearing the sexiest thing I had ever seen! Green stockings and garter belt, complemented with green panties and demi bra! She already looked excited as her engorged nipples were peaking over the top of the bra! She was wearing green eye shadow and ruby red lipstick! And the topper was she was wearing dark green high heels! She never wore high heels!

My heart decided it needed to start again or we wouldn't be able to enjoy what was happening.

"Hello there, handsome! I hope this is ok. I just thought..."

"Shhhhh! Let me enjoy my present!" Mom's smile spread. She remained in her pose as I took it all in. "Mom, I need to take some pictures of you."

"Ok, darling."

OK?! She didn't hesitate at all! No giving me 'delete them afterwards' or 'nobody can see these', just 'ok'!

I went to get the new digital camera I ordered recently. I definitely didn't think this would be its first use! It was on the dresser behind mom. I grabbed it and turned around to go back...

HOLY SHIT! Mom is wearing a thong! A FUCKING THONG!

I took several shots of her hot ass before I went back around to her front. Mom put on her most sultry 'come hither' as I took the pictures. Sometimes she changed it up. Closing her eyes with her mouth looking like she's moaning. Licking her plump lips. She even grabbed her right tit and brought it up to her face and slowly licked her nipple.

FUCK! I was so fucking hard! I had to get some more pictures though!

I asked her to lie on her back and arch it with her hands behind her head. She got on her hands and knees while I took some pictures from behind her as she turned and looked back at me with lust in her eyes.

I know she wasn't faking a single look she gave me. "Baby, you look like you're about to explode. I can dress up for you again. Come here and fuck me." I took off my clothes as mom unstrapped her garter so she could remove her panties. When my cock came out, mom seemed distressed. "Darling, that looks like it hurts. Come here!" She laid back again with her legs open and had her arms up to take me into them.

I went to her, but not how she was expecting. My face went between her creamy legs. "Bobby, I did this for... Oh! OH!" I had more experience at this now and I found her sweet spot in an instant. This time I had a little something extra for mom. My arms snaked under her legs and went up to her luscious tits. I started tweaking her sensitive nips. "OH SHIT!" Mom's hands grabbed my wrists but did nothing to stop me. She was breathing out my name huskily "Bobby... Bobby..."

It only took about five minutes for her body to spasm then squirt her juice on me. She let go of my wrists and snatched my pillow to cover her face. I heard a muffled but drawn out 'BOBBY!' shrieked through my pillow. I knew she liked me to stop at that point so she could enjoy the moment. I released her teats and drew myself over her flushed body. When she opened her eyes again, she smiled at me. "Hi, handsome."

I leisurely slide myself into her and angled myself to kiss her. She seemed to expect me to pump her hard, but I was tender. My kisses light and loving as I delicately moved my manhood in and out. I nibbled her earlobe and that special erogenous spot on her neck.

"Oh, Bobby!" Mom's nails raked my back. Her eyes told me she was desperate for more. I pulled back and speared myself into her. "YES!"

"Oh, mom!" The little green bra had no chance of containing her massive tits. They sloshed out with the first impact. We sustained this pace for several minutes. Honestly, I lost track.

"Wait, Bobby!" I reluctantly stopped. "Let me up for a second." Mom got on her hands and knees to display her ass to me. I entered her again. "Yes! Now, fuck me and slap my ass!"