All characters in this work of fiction are over the age of 18.
In case you missed them, I encourage you to read the first four chapters of this story.
Special thanks to Ciaosteve for his assistance in editing and for his suggestions on how to improve this chapter.
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Jenna pulled herself out of bed. She looked over at Rich as he slept. She stumbled into the bathroom, not bothering with a robe. As she finished peeing, she thought about her family and how lucky she was to have her husband and sons. She washed her hands, staring into the reflection in the mirror. A woman with messy hair and bloodshot eyes stared back.
The prom two weeks ago had gone off without a hitch. It was a miracle, but Tony asked a girl out. Jenna smiled at her reflection, thankful that he had not wanted to take his mom to the dance. She even got him to admit to fucking his date in a hotel room on the Vegas strip once the dance ended. He only admitted to it because Jenna threatened not to suck his cock the following afternoon unless he gave her the dirty details of his date. He brought protection and used it. He even admitted to using a pussy eating trick his mom had taught him. Tony smiled at his Mom when he admitted that he wanted to see the young woman again.
The afterglow of the prom was destroyed by a phone call on Monday night. The family was sitting around the table when the phone rang. As Jenna turned away from the mirror, she recalled the sounds of Rich's voice "What..." She recalled how he never finished the sentence.
As she stood in the doorway of the bathroom, she looked at her husband sleeping soundly. The last four days has been tough on him and she didn't think he came to bed until after two in the morning. His brother David had passed away in a car accident on Monday afternoon and that phone call was from his sister-in-law.
Rich had spent the next four days talking to his family, his sister-in-law and their sons. It was decided that all three of the boys would travel out to the Midwest to attend their uncle's funeral. Rob decided to leave from San Diego instead of Las Vegas. Thankfully, Sarah was joining the guys on the trip.
Jenna pulled on her shorts and tank top. The guys would be up soon, and she wanted to ensure they had breakfast before heading to the airport. The clock on the nightstand showed that Rich had about 20 more minutes of sleep before he needed to get up. Slipping out of the room as quietly as possible, she walked across the hallway and gently knocked on Will's bedroom door.
"Come in."
Jenna pushed open the door and walked into the room. Will was standing there in his jeans and was in the middle of pulling on a polo shirt.
"Hi. How are you doing?"
Jenna walked up to her middle son and gave him a hug. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into her breasts. On any other recent day this may have been the start of the wild sex session, but not today. Will hugged his mother back, squeezing just a bit hard.
"I know you miss Uncle David."
Jenna kissed him on the cheek. It took every motherly instinct she had left to not kiss him on the lips. To not run her hand up and down his cloth encased cock. Will pulled his mother into him even tighter. Jenna could have sworn she heard a sniffle from her middle son. David and Will had always been close. David's son Ben was the same age as Will and the two had played together as small kids. That was prior to Jenna's life in porn and moving to Las Vegas.
After a moment Will let go of his mother. Jenna took that as an opportunity to let go of him as well.
"Why don't you finished getting dressed. I'm going downstairs to make some breakfast for you guys before you leave for the airport."
"Okay, Mom."
Jenna walked out of the room and walked over to Tony's room. The process repeated itself, with Tony hugging his mother. He was a little more open with his sniffling and the clinginess of his hug. He may not have been as close to his uncle as his brother, but Tony was the more emotional of her sons.
Jenna ended up in the kitchen a few minutes later. She checked the text messages on Rich's phone as she pulled the waffle maker from a cabinet and plugged it in. Jenna scrolled through the messages, following the exchanges between her husband's family. There were references to her boys and her oldest son's girlfriend. The green light on the waffle maker drew her attention away from the phone as she set it down and quickly pulled out the ingredients to make batter.
In about 20 minutes the boys started showing up for breakfast. Each grabbed a few waffles and a glass of orange juice. Rich eventually made an appearance about 10 minutes later. He'd taken a shower and his hair was still damp.
"Hi, sweetheart." Jenna smiled at her husband.
"Hi Dad.". Tony said hello to his father in between bites of waffle.
Jenna kissed her husband and wrapped her arm around him.
"Hi" Rich was not really in the mood to talk. He grabbed a few waffles and some milk and sat down. He scrolled through the text messages. He stopped at the one from Ann and he looked over at his wife.
"Did you read this one from Ann."
"Yes." Rich looked just as glum as he finished his mouthful of food and answered his wife.
Jenna tried to give an air of acceptance to the text message.
"I'm, sorry."
"You have nothing to be sorry about. Don't apologize to me." Jenna tried to smile at her husband.
"You know that you can still come with us." Rich's voice cracked at the end.
"I know. I would love to be there to support you and the boys. However, the client wants to close this big deal this weekend and I don't want to throw a year's worth of work away. Anyways, Ann understands, I think. I would just be getting in the way if I had to do the meetings with the client on the phone in the middle of the funeral."
The lie was for her sons. It was more about not wanting to let them in on the tension between Jenna and Ann, rather than a conflict with work. Jenna gave Rich a look that they would discuss it in a few minutes and that is what they did. It took about 10 minutes for Tony and Will to finish their breakfast and soon they headed up to their rooms to finish packing. Jenna looked at her husband with a caring eye.
"I'd love to go with you and the boys to the funeral, but it's obvious that Ann doesn't want me there." Jenna took another bite of waffle.
"I know you've had issues with her in the past, but I think that she can move beyond that."
"No Rich she can't move beyond it. You saw her text message, she intentionally left my name out of everything."
"She's grieving, she may have just forgotten."
Jenna knew her husband was making excuses for his dead brother's wife.
"She seemed to remember Sarah's name in one of those messages but not mine. As for grieving, was she grieving when she called me a home wrecking, fucking whore last year?"
Jenna kept her voice down, so not to let the boys hear what she said. The family fight started last year when Ann caught her husband watching one of Jenna's movies in his man cave. Up until that time her career had been hidden from Rich's straight-laced family. Ann told Rich's parents and his sister that Jenna was a whore. She used those exact words at a family reunion a week after catching her husband jerking off to the sight of Jenna sucking a black cock.
