Thank you everyone for your lovely comments on Chapter 1 and thank you for being patient while I write Ch 2. I really had so much fun writing this one. I'd also like to thank des67 for taking the time and editing this for me.
Enjoy.
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"Mmmm fuck me, Trey, yes yes that's it! Right there!" Sarah moans while her black side lover thrusts into her from behind. She gasps, holding onto the sheets, clenching the material for dear life as the man behind her has his way. She had always been such a submissive woman and even though she wasn't exactly the perfect figure, her muffin top could say that she was very willing to do just about anything.
Trey grabs Sarah's hair and pulls her head back, forcing her to lean back and face the cream-colored wall, entwining his fingers in her chestnut hair. "Fuck bitch, I'm going to cum." He groans as he thrusts his hips faster against her. After seconds of pushing, he releases her hair and grunts, cumming inside the busty housewife. Sarah lays there panting, dripping their mixed fluids, while Trey grabs his clothes and walks off to the bathroom.
About an hour later Sarah wakes up to her phone ringing. She must have dozed off after her scandalous session. She picks up her phone and answers it without checking who it is. Suddenly a young perky voice speaks. "Hi Aunt Sarah, it's me, Kayla. I am in the neighbourhood and was wondering if I could stop by for a bit."
Sarah sighs and looks down at her naked body, sweat and cum dried up. "Uhhh sure, yea Kayla that's fine." She says and gets out of bed. "I need to shower and get dressed but sure." She holds the phone to her ear. "Is everything okay?" She tries to ask before hearing the click on the other side of the phone.
Kayla strolls into the elegant suburban home, wearing a pair of tight jeans and a cut-off crop top to show off her midsection and belly button piercing. She immediately goes to the backyard where Sarah is enjoying a cigarette. "Is Uncle Keven here?" She goes straight to the point, of course, she loved her uncle, especially when he was all over her. She loved being spoiled.
"No honey, Keven is still at work. He says he'll be late today." Sarah says before ashing her smoke in the crystal ashtray. It is such a shame Kayla thinks but dismisses the idea of a quickie with her favorite uncle.
Kayla slams her hands on the table and looks at her aunt in the eyes, frustration ablaze in her green eyes. "Your little faggot son has been stalking me on Instagram again. Either you do something about this or I'll handle it." She demands, furious.
Now Sarah only found out how strange her son has become, especially since he moved out. Sean is quite elusive with his sexuality and if not for Kayla, she wouldn't know anything at all. Sean was a crossdressing sissy who loves to stalk Kayla's family and fantasize about them. Kayla wouldn't have minded if he was a hunk of a man, but something about his femininity triggered her emotions.
"You get his creepy ass and bring him to my mom's store tonight or I'll post everything about him on social media tomorrow morning. You have until midnight." Kayla is upset and she isn't one to hold in her feelings, she didn't even let Sarah speak up.
Sarah nodded at her 18-year-old niece and bit her lip. Her son was going to get her in trouble. "I'll have him in there tonight I promise." She says, trying to think of how to deal with this situation without letting her husband know. Keven would only make a mess of this situation with how relaxed he was.
Sean was on his PlayStation, playing the latest Call Of Duty, talking on his headset when he hears a loud pounding on the door. "Hey guys, I'll be right back. Food is here." He says not even checking his phone. His wife was at work, so he has some time to kill.
Sean stands up and goes to the door. He opens it expecting some doordash kid but instead stands a big black man wearing baggy jeans and a half-buttoned shirt. The man storms his way in and grabs Sean by the neck, pinning him to the wall. "You are coming with me." He demands and pushes Sean into the house.
"Who the fuc" Sean couldn't even make out a full sentence before the man backhands him across the face. Sean doesn't know what to do. His phone was on the table and there was no way to get it before being stopped.
He muscles up the courage and walks into the bedroom while the man sits on the couch and starts to play the game.
Suddenly Sean comes out with a knife he always hid in his dresser and comes at the man trying to catch him off guard. The man quickly throws the controller at Sean's head and stands up before wrestling the knife away. "Okay, next time I break your arm. Listen, Sean, your in a shitload of trouble and your mom sent me to get you. She didn't want you to weasel out like a little bitch. You are not going to get hurt, but I was sent to take you. Now hurry your ass and let's get going."
As Sean gets into the car, he is scrunched between the man who had beaten him and another black man. The other was a bit more muscular than the last, wearing shorts and a white t-shirt. They didn't even look at him during the ride. Suddenly the other man spoke up to the previous one. "Hey yo Trey, wasn't that Jamie's place?"
Trey looks at Sean then at his friend. "Yeah dude, this is her husband." He simply says before leaning back against the back seat to relax during the drive.
"Wait, how do you guys know my wife?" Sean perks up at the question and looks at both men.
"Charlie here has been banging Jamie for months. She's such a slut for him." Trey says nonchalantly before Sean growls. Charlie goes for a gun in his pants and Trey raises his hand to stop them. "Both of you stop before I beat both your asses. Now stay quiet we're almost there."
As the car pulls into the employee parking lot in the back, Sean sees Sarah alone by the back door. He is nervous. Why did she send these thugs after him? What is going on? Before he could try anything Charlie gets out and grabs him by his collar and throws him to the ground. "Get your ass in there, don't make us chase after you."
Sean slowly nods and gets up to his feet. He looks behind him then towards his mother. Slowly he makes his way towards her. "Mom, what the fuck is going on? Who were those guys?" He asks before she slapped him across the face and glared at him.
"I'm not going to answer you until we deal with your problem. You got us into a lot of trouble with your perverted antics." She says and unlocks the back door, waving to the car of boys as they drive off. She glares at her son and motions him inside.
As Sean walked into the store all he could see was a faded purple light in the dark. Some porn flicks and just random stuff you'd normally see. Until he saw them. Kayla was sitting on a desk, wearing short tight jean shorts, a pair of strappy heels, and a very revealing top that crisscrossed across her chest. His Aunt Anne was behind the desk wearing normal jeans and a t-shirt. Both are glaring at him. "What is going on?" Sean asks as he sees them, his cock twitching in his pants out of reaction to seeing them.
Kayla hops off the service desk and strides towards him, her heels clicking against the carpeted floor. "You are fucking sick." She says before slapping him across the face and placing her hands on her hips. She was really mad, Sean could read the murder in her eyes.
