Disclaimer: This is a complete work of fantasy. All sexual participants are eighteen years of age or older.
Author Notes: I would like once again to thank you all for your support and positive feedback. Many thanks also to my editor. I hope you enjoy...
CHAPTER 6
Since having to wait for Karen to take a shower, Jacob went to the kitchen to make himself a sandwich. His hand was reaching for the mustard when suddenly "ding-dong," the front doorbell rang. With a sigh, he then closed the refrigerator, and begrudgingly walked towards the front door.
Jacob planned to get rid of the unexpected visitor as quickly as possible. He was anxious for some quality 'mother-son time' and didn't want anything or anyone to interfere.
Opening the front door, surprisingly, Jacob found the person to be an attractive young woman. She was wearing a gray pencil skirt and a form-fitting blue blouse. She was holding a briefcase, so he suspected she might be another real estate agent.
Due to his small stature, the lady's first thought was that he was much younger, maybe a pre-teen, but then it finally dawned on her. The young woman smiled and said, "You must be Jacob!"
Surprised by this, he cocked his head and replied, "Yes, Ma'am?"
"Well, Jacob, it's nice to meet you." She held out her hand, "I'm Melissa Turner with the district attorney's office. Is your mother at home?"
Jacob's eyes widened as he shook Melissa's hand. He stammered in his response, "Y-yes... she... my mom.. she's here."
"I'm not sure if she told you about me or not; I visited with your mother a couple of weeks ago. She was gracious enough to answer some questions concerning your experience with the WICK-Tropin hormone trials."
Jacob tried to shake off the initial shock, "Yes... Mom told me you came by." He stood back to allow space for her to enter, "Please... won't you come in?"
Melissa's smile widened. "Thank you, Jacob."
As Jacob led Melissa into the living room, he tried not to appear nervous. He motioned towards the couch, "Please have a seat. My mom might be a little while." He then walked over and sat down on the opposite end of the sofa and continued, "She just got home from playing tennis, and she's in the shower."
"Oh, that's fine, "Melissa responded cheerfully. "She wasn't expecting me today anyway."
Melissa sat down on the stylish sofa and found it to be quite comfortable. She noticed the framed picture that sat on the end table. It was a family photo that was taken at a beach somewhere. She instantly recognized Karen and Jacob, so she assumed the handsome man standing with them must be his father, Mr. Mitchell. "What a lovely photograph. Where was it taken?"
Jacob glanced over and responded, "Hilton Head... we took a trip there last summer."
Looking back to Jacob, "My fiance has been dying to play golf at Harbour Town. Maybe when things calm down a bit for us, he and I can take a trip over there ourselves."
Trying to find out her intentions, Jacob asked, "So... you're here to see my mom?"
Melissa quickly replied, "Yes, I am." She then picked up her briefcase from the floor and proceeded to unlock it. "I was in town today conducting another interview, and some new information has come to light. Since I was leaving to go back home to Atlanta, I thought I would stop by and review a couple of things with Mrs. Mitchell."
Panic washed over him. "New information?"
Melissa nodded while she pulled her notebook and some documents out from her briefcase, "Uh-huh!" She then looked over at the teenager, "Actually... Jacob, you might be able to help me. You are eighteen... correct?"
Jacob nodded and replied, "Yes, ma'am... and please feel free to call me 'Jake.' Only my mom uses 'Jacob,' and that's only when I'm in trouble for something."
Melissa broke out with a giggle, causing Jacob to feel a little more at ease. His mom was right... she seems to be very friendly. He also took notice of just how pretty she looked. The lovely attorney had a beautiful smile, flawless olive complexion, luxurious shoulder-length jet black hair, and dark brown eyes. Her figure was athletic while still curvy and feminine. A body type somewhat close to his sister Rachel's.
Scooching closer to Jacob, Melissa settled in on the middle cushion. "Since you are eighteen and the actual patient of Dr. Grant's, you can legally answer my questions... if that's okay with you? At least until your mother is available?"
Jacob was lost in thought, wondering what this hot young lawyer would look like out of her clothes. While glancing at her big boobs straining against her blouse, he halfway heard her question and without thinking replied, "Uh.. sure."
Melissa smiled and said, "Great. Let's get started." She then opened her notebook and began asking Jacob similar questions to what she asked his mother a couple of weeks back. As they conversed back and forth, Jacob could feel his cock beginning to stir. He was already worked up from earlier when Karen agreed to help him. It didn't make it any easier now that he was sitting just a few inches away from this gorgeous stranger.
As Melissa continued the interview, she began to notice a strange yet delightful scent that filled the room. Not long after the invisible fumes penetrated her lungs, a warm tingling sensation spread throughout her breasts, causing her rose-colored nipples to harden instantly.
Melissa tried to ignore the pleasant feelings and continue with her questions. She glanced around the room, trying to locate the source of the exotic fragrance. She then looked at Jacob. "Do you smell that?"
Shrugging his shoulders in confusion, Jacob replied, "I'm sorry? Smell what?"
Shaking her head, Melissa responded, "Never mind." She then continued, "So Jake, I have interviewed twelve individuals that participated in the WICK-Tropin experiment. After interviewing these twelve participants, it seems you were the only one NOT to experience any adverse side effects. That's rather strange, wouldn't you say?"
Not wanting to blatantly lie to a lawyer, Jacob stood up and held out his arms, "Well, as you can see... I experienced no positive effects either." Remembering he had a raging boner, he quickly sat back down, hoping she didn't notice.
After putting the notebook and documents away in the briefcase, Melissa locked it and set it down on the floor. Scooching a little closer to Jacob, she spoke in a soft tone, "Jake, before your mother comes down, is there something you're not telling me? Maybe something that embarrasses you? Could there be an issue you have not shared with your mom?"
The exotic scent had now intensified, along with the mysterious titillating sensations. Melissa could now feel the tingling not only in her breasts but also at the apex of her silky smooth legs. Her recently engaged pussy was now buzzing, and her panties were damp from unexplained arousal. Her clothes were beginning to feel constrictive and uncomfortable.