Dude, You Slept With My Mom

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(Bucket-List Progress: Week 30 - 70/104 = 67.30%)

(Bucket-List Progress: Week 30 - 70/104 = 67.30%)

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~~~ Week 30 - Monday ~~~

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Monday morning started with a little bit of standing around at the nursery. I had to call Elise and give her directions on how to find us. We had completely forgotten to tell her that we needed the two of them to come there first so that we could get everything loaded up. The upside was that the delay gave Emily time to reorganize her lists - splitting them from two into three.

My truck got the bags of dirt, sod, gravel, and the like. Alyssa's truck got everything that didn't come on flats. The flats went into the new van.

Brian suggested that - if we put racks on the bare walls in the van - we could move the tools from where we had them piled in the backs of the trucks - where they were exposed to the elements.

I tracked down a tape-measure as well as a pen and paper. I quickly sketched the layout of the van and then handed the paper and the pen to Jessie - who was riding shotgun. As my sister laughed at me rolling around on the floor in the back of the van every time she turned the wheel violently - which I swore she was doing on purpose - I called out measurements to Jessie so that she could write them down. By the time we got to the Brooks residence, I had a general idea of what I wanted to put where.

Since I was already in the back of the van, I waited for my sister and Jessie to pop open the side door. I took flats from the rack and passed them to the two of them - telling them to check in with Emily to find out where they all went. As soon as I had the racks emptied, I climbed out and helped ferry the little stuff until Brian yelled at me and asked if I was going to let him carry all of the mulch.

I raced over and apologized. He teasingly told me that he knew I was just trying to sneak one of the two new girls into the back of the van when nobody was looking. I laughed when Alyssa slugged him. As we moved the stuff, I told the two of them that we should start putting the bags in Alyssa's truck and I should ride with them. That would mean that she could park her vehicle closer to where we needed the items - and we'd already be in the vehicle that had the heavy bags that we were going to be moving.

At the morning water-break, I mentioned it to Emily and she said that she would update her lists. She asked if we could look at seeing if there was a way to put the shelving unit on tracks of some kind - so that we could slide or roll the rack of shelves over to the side-doors - to prevent one of us having to sit or kneel in the van to pass everything out. She loved having the flats protected inside of the cargo-space in the van - but she wanted to figure out a way to get them in and out easier. I promised to work on that while I was figuring out the tool-storage situation.

As Alyssa, Brian, April, and I worked together, Emily continued training Jessie and tried to quickly get Elise brought up to speed on what Jessie had already learned. I kept looking over - nervous to see how my sister was doing - but she seemed to be getting along okay. She also seemed to be meshing well with Jessie. I wondered what that would mean for me.

My penis started to stiffen as I daydreamed about the possibility of my sister and I tag-teaming the gorgeous MILF. I quickly had to shut that down before it got out of control. Alyssa must have caught me looking that way one too many times because she made a remark to April about needing to get a leash for me.

Deciding that I needed to redirect the conversation, I asked Brian and Alyssa how they were doing with redecorating the apartment. Alyssa informed me that everything should be wrapped up on Black Friday. That was the point when I realized that we were in a short week.

Brian suggested that we add a two-wheeled wheelbarrow to our equipment. He thought the two-wheeled version would be easier for the girls to handle. It would also spread the weight out so that we weren't leaving ruts in the customer's yard. I forwarded the idea up the chain - yelling it over to Emily. She said that she would add it to the shopping list.

By lunchtime, I was starving - as usual. As we headed for the three vehicles, Brian joked that we needed a shuttle bus to go to the diner or else Mel was going to be complaining that we were filling up his parking lot next.

At the diner, we slipped in the rear entrance, hit the restrooms, and came out to head for our booth.

"Sit at the tables, or take two booths?" Emily asked me.

"The seats in the booths are more comfortable," Alyssa said. "I hate to split up but I've gotten very used to the cushy seats while we're relaxing."

"Sounds like a plan," Emily said. "We can mix up the groups each day to keep everybody close..."

"I really don't expect there to be a problem," Brian said. "I have a feeling we're going to be yelling back and forth across the two booths..."

"Probably," April said, laughing.

Alyssa and Brian took the first seat. I piled into the second one. The other four members of our team headed to the next booth. Elise sat behind me with Emily. Jessie sat with April.

Rhonda walked up, carrying a tray filled with drink glasses.

"Looks like you figured it out," she said, chuckling. "Wait... you've got a new one! What's your name, hun?"

"That's my daughter, Elise," a familiar voice said.

I spun around in my seat at the same time that my sister said, "Mom?!"

"Why don't I let you take this booth, Chrissy," Rhonda said, grinning at my mother. "Although, I can tell you what all but one of them want to eat. I'll take your son and the lovebirds."

I glanced over to see Brian blushing. Alyssa grinned and leaned in for a quick kiss.

Rhonda pointed to each person at Emily's table and told Mom what they drank and what they ate. Then she listened as my sister gave her drink order. Emily asked Elise a couple questions and then ordered my sister's food for her - telling her that she could change next time if she wanted something different.

Next, Mom and Rhonda stepped to our table. Rhonda went down the line again, telling Mom what each of us drank and ate. As soon as she had it down, the two of them headed for the kitchen. A couple minutes later, they were back.

"Sam didn't tell me that you worked here," Elise said.

"I didn't until this morning," Mom answered. "I went to my old place..."

"Where you've been forever...," Elise interjected.

"They basically suggested that I was too old to wait tables," Mom finished.

"Fuck them!" my sister spat.

"Exactly right," Rhonda said. "Worked out great for me and Mel though. Your mom's going to cover breakfast through lunch. I'll come in just before lunch and cover through close - at four."

"I get to keep my hours...," Mom said happily.

"And I'll have the mornings off to run errands or go to appointments. If Mel needs off, I can temporarily cover while he goes."

"That's terrific," Emily said. "I'm glad it worked out."

"I'm glad I said something to Sam," Rhonda replied. "I should have realized she was your daughter, Chris. I see the resemblance, now that you've told me. We'd better check in with Mel. Their food is probably done."

Mom brought out the plates for my table. Rhonda brought out the ones for Emily's. Mom leaned over and kissed me on the temple.

"I love seeing all of you kids together," she said. "How's Elise settling in?"

"Emily's in charge of training," I told her. "The three of them looked like they were having a grand time when I looked over at them though."

"It's great, Mom," Elise said. "Emily's the best. Jessie's got a bit of a head start on me but Emily explains everything so clearly... Once we're working, we get to chat and carry on like you and the girls in the Coffee Club used to. Do you still go?"

"When I can," Mom answered. "I've always had to fit them in when I could. I *do* enjoy it, though, when I get to go."

The bell jingled to alert the employees that somebody was coming in the door. Mom dashed off to go greet them and help them find seats.

"Guess we'll have to tone down some of what we talk about at lunch...," Emily whispered across the back of the seat to me.

"That's what I was thinking," I answered. "I'm happy for Mom - and for Rhonda though."

"Yeah," she replied. "Sounds like it worked out well. I can't believe her old place just turned her out because she's not some cute college coed..."

My stomach growled and I decided that it was time to focus on my food.

When we were done, everybody headed for the exit while I went to the counter to settle the bill.

"Do I tip both of you?" I teasingly asked Mom.

"We're splitting the tips," she reported.

"Sounds fair," I replied.

Mom glanced at the receipt when I handed it over.

"Sam!" she gasped.

"That's what I usually tip, Mom," I told her.

"He does," Rhonda said, glancing at the amount. "He always told me that his mother was a waitress and that was why he tipped so much."

"I guess I shouldn't complain then," Mom said. "Rhonda was very complimentary - about all of you."

"She's the best," I said.

"Second best now," Rhonda teased.

"Oh, hush...," Mom said, nudging the woman with her elbow.

"See you guys tomorrow," I said, turning to head for the exit.

"I love you," Mom said. "Tell Elise... well... and the others too, I suppose."

"We love you too," I called back.

Some guy at the front of the restaurant hollered, "I love you too!"

"You hush, Roger!" Rhonda said, laughing.

I hopped in with Brian and Alyssa. Elise and Jessie were in the van. Emily and April had the other pickup. We headed back to the Brooks home.

As soon as we arrived, we got back on our tasks again. April, Alyssa, Brian, and I were tearing out whole sections of the yard. Once that was done, the ornamental trees and the shrubs went in. After that, we replaced the rest of the sod with mounds of mulch. Emily and the two new workers would be coming along behind us to help fill in the space with flowers and flowering plants.

Since we still only had one wheelbarrow, April and Alyssa were taking turns with that. They carted the chunks of sod to Alyssa's truck. As usual, all of that would end up in the compost pile. While they made trips back and forth, Brian and I continued carving out more sections of sod. I was thankful that Emily had mentioned to the two of us that we might want our reciprocating saws again. The saws made the job so much easier than it would have been otherwise.

By the end of the first day, the sod had been removed and the trees and shrubs had been set in the places where they needed to be planted - waiting for Emily's review before we proceeded. We gave the yard one last once-over to make sure that we weren't leaving a bunch of trash behind and then we loaded up.

"It would have been nice to have that second wheelbarrow," I told Emily.

"We could go tonight," she offered.

"Better late than never, I guess," I said.

"How did Jessie and Elise do?" April asked.

"Both fine," Emily answered. "Elise is planning to come by later. She claims she wants to start on the scrapbook layouts with you..."

"But you think she has an ulterior motive?" April asked, grinning slyly.

"Maybe...," Emily said, grinning back.

"I was a little surprised that Samantha didn't convince Nana to bring her by the job-site for a visit," April told Emily.

"Jessie said that she was working hard to convince her mother to not give into Sammy's requests. She told her mother to take her to the zoo as a distraction."

"That won't work all of the time," April cautioned.

"She's aware," Emily replied. "It was good - not having the distraction though. Jessie's still settling in fine - and Elise will be okay - but it gave us a chance to really talk, you know?"

"Learn anything?" April asked.

"They were both unhappy with where they were - which we knew," Emily said. "I'm not sure the two of them knew - themselves - how unhappy they were until they started with us. Jessie kept going on and on about how much she loved working with her hands and being able to chat as we all worked side-by-side. I think Elise would, by nature, have a positive attitude about it as well but she was definitely feeding off of Jessie's positive energy."

"You can't wait to fuck them both, can you?" April teased.

"I was wet all day," Emily admitted.

Her phone vibrated.

"Shit! That's Maggie..."

She handed her phone to me. I handed it to April. April giggled at me and took it.

"Hey...," she said, putting the phone on speaker.

"Maria wants to buy dinner," Maggie said. "You guys have plans?"

"Elise talked about coming over," Emily answered.

"I doubt Maria would mind her tagging along," Maggie said. "We'll take her with us and I'll cover it if Maria complains - which she won't - because I think she's meeting with us because she wants to steal Sam for a couple days..."

"Days?" April asked.

"Some millionaire friend of hers is flying a few friends to an island in the Mediterranean...," Maggie said.

"Damn...," April exclaimed. "Wish I had that kind of money..."

"Hopefully, Maria will give us the details tonight - but I think she might be trying to trade a few days of Sam's time in order to get this gal to extend an invitation to the rest of us down the road - although I don't know how far down the road this will be. I'm thinking we may have to farm the boy out two or three times in order to get comp'd a vacation of that caliber. I'm hoping we'll find out more tonight..."

"Do we need to dress up?" Emily asked.

"She never said - so I'm guessing dress-casual will work," Maggie answered.

"We'll warn Elise," April promised.

"Alright," Maggie said. "I'll call Maria back and warn her that Elise is coming as well."

By the time we got to Maggie's house - which was now our home - April had warned Elise that we were going to dinner with Maria. Elise was worried about the lawyer finding out about what she had done with me - but the two nymphomaniacs assured my sister that it would all be okay in the end.

The three of us squeezed into Maggie's small shower together. My penis was rock-hard but the girls insisted that Maria was likely to either come home with us - or ask us to come home with her - so they told me they didn't want to drain my balls because Maria would want to.

When Elise showed up at the house, she had on something that was dressy enough for church - but showed a little more skin than would be appropriate. She told me to stop it when I leered at her. The blouse and the bra that she was wearing were just sheer enough that I swore that I could see her areolas through the layers of thin material.

Elise gave a squeak of surprise as April hugged her and gnawed on her breast - trying to get at her nipple. I groaned. I was worried that - if April kept this up - I was going to blow my load in my underwear and have a mess to clean up. Emily pulled April off of my sister and told her to stop it. Elise gave me a look like she wasn't sure that she wanted it to stop. That did nothing to help my problem. I groaned again. Thankfully, Maggie came in a moment later and told us to head for the garage.

April and Emily squeezed through the bucket seats in the second row and sat in the back. Elise sat across from Samantha's car seat. I rode up front with Maggie. As we drove to the restaurant, my sister asked Maggie questions about her new vehicle. It was easy to tell that Maggie was completely in love with the SUV.

Elise got more and more nervous, the closer we got to the restaurant. She glanced at me a number of times before she finally gave voice to what was bothering her.

"What will Maria say?" she asked me.

"I wouldn't worry about it," I told her. "She already knows that I'm a sexual deviant. She loves having April tease and touch her. Maria is no prude. She's actively and happily fucking a guy that her daughter went to school with."

"I guess," Elise said, not sounding at all mollified.

"She also knows that I regularly fuck Emily's mother and that I've taken them both to bed at the same time."

"That's true...," she sighed.

When we got to the restaurant and headed inside, Elise hung to the back. Maria, of course, noticed immediately.

"Elise," she said gently. "Come. Sit beside me. Sam can sit on my other side."

My sister flinched like she'd been stung. As soon as she sat down, Maria began to speak calmly to her.

"If I didn't already suspect some of what's going on from my conversation with Maggie, your behavior just now would have told me right away," the Latina told Elise. "Raise your chin up, little sister. Never let the bastards see you looking defeated or they'll trample you. The world is your oyster. Do you know how they get pearls? It's not easy. I'll repeat - the world is *your* oyster. You're gonna have to work for it. Nobody owes you shit and - since you're female - it'll be twice as hard. Stake your claim and be ready to fight. Don't give up until you get to where *you* want to be. Having said that, you have nothing to fear from me. In fact, I'm here for you, if you need somebody in your corner."

Elise looked up at her, studying her eyes for a moment.

"Thank you," she said quietly. "I... I need to tell you... Sam and I..."

Maria touched a single finger to my sister's lips - just enough to tell her to stop talking.

"Can I get your drink orders?" the server asked.

There was a pause in the conversation as we ordered our drinks. Maria asked if we knew what we wanted to eat. Of course, everyone except Elise did. Maria told the server to take Elise's order last. We went around the table. When only Elise was left, she said that she wasn't sure. Maria ordered for her - and added a glass of wine. Elise gave her a worried look.

"You're 21, aren't you? You're no baby, like the rest of these...," Maria said with a grin.

"Yes," Elise said quietly.

Maria nodded to the server - who disappeared.

"I promise that you'll like what I picked," Maria said.

She took Elise's hands and held them in hers. She leaned close and lowered her voice.

"You're the first person that I'm telling this to," Maria said.

Elise's eyes widened and she swallowed down a lump from her throat.

"My mother's parents lived several hours from us," Maria said quietly. "We were coming back from visiting them. They hadn't been able to come to my graduation so we went to see them. It was late. My brother - who is a year older than me - leaned against the door behind Dad - who was driving..."

Maria stopped talking as the drinks arrived. She did not continue until the woman left again.

Maria said, "I need to shorten this story if I'm going to finish before the food arrives. My brother and I had never fooled around before. He always let me lie on him when we were late coming home. This time was different though. Maybe it was because he thought I was finally old enough - I don't know - but he ran his fingers lightly over my body. I'd been super-tired and was almost asleep but - as soon as my brother gently touched me with his fingertips - it was like electricity. He started outside of my clothes and ended up with his hand tucked up under my skirt. He never actually put his fingers in me - or even on my bare sex. He just rubbed me through my panties."

Maria looked into Elise's eyes.

"I squeezed his penis through his underwear as he caressed me. A moment after I shuddered and he felt my pussy leaking into my panties, he made a mess of his shorts. He didn't complain when I kept squeezing. I thought sure my father would hear his moans. Mom looked back at us but I closed my eyes just before she turned her head. As far as I know, she never caught us."

Maria caressed my sister's fingers and then glanced up to see the server approaching with our food. She lowered her voice and quickly finished her story.