Breaking the housewife : Ch6

“Sandra…” Her husband puffed up his chest. Trying to sound like a bigger man than he was. “It's my birthday too. A promise made to some delinquent teenager shouldn't be more important than a birthday tradition with your husband.”

Delinquent… it pissed her off hearing Jeff call Mikey that. Even if it was a world she would have used not even a day ago…

But Jeff didn't understand the boy like she did now. He was a good kid, he just needed a few more boundaries… he needed some gentle discipline…. he needed…

“He needs a mommy.” Sandra verbalised the forming thought.

“He's not a child Sandra.” Her husband retorted.

“But he needs a good motherly influence in his life. You know how much his parents fight. Seems like every night now we hear them screaming at each other.”

“His father has been looking more distressed lately…” Jeff relaxed a little. Taking in what she was saying. “I've tried to get him to open up, but he just keeps saying ‘You don't want to know’...”

“I think I can really help him.” Sandra told her husband as Mikey's cum slowly dripped down her thigh.

“Okay.” Jeff sighed. Ever the pushover. “Just don't stay for too long, I need some of your attention just as much as he does!”

“No you definitely don't…” Sandra said quietly while Jeff laughed at his own ‘joke’. Raising her voice when he was finally done. “I might be a while, he needs a lot of help.”

“How hard can his homework be?” Jeff asked.

“Really, really hard.” Still reeling from Mikey's abuse, Sandra's pussy throbbed. “He's got some BIG problems we need to get a handle on…”

“Oh, I guess kids these days have it harder than we did.”

“So much harder than you...” Sandra found herself nodding in agreement. “Even with both hands, it takes time to rub one out…”

“He rubs the problems out? Or do you mean when he's wrong?”

“It's such a mouthful… and the filling… it's so much…”

“Is this a verbal exam? You're losing me here.”

“He's a good boy… but he's bad… so bad… we'll need a hard pounding if he's going to unload in me…”

“I think I get it. By pushing him to study hard you think he'll open up and unload his problems onto you?”

“Make me beg, cry, scream… harder than you ever have…”

“It'll be that frustrating huh? I know you've really laid into me before.”

“In soo deep… hitting new spots you've reached before…so hard… so deep…”

“Oh, you mean a whole new level of frustration?”

“I want it… I need it…”

“I never thought you'd be this invested after hating the boy for years… You are talking about a need to help him? Right Sandra?”

“So big… so hard… so deep…”

“Sandra… Sandra?!”

Jeff waving his hands in front of her face brought Sandra back to her senses. Her mind had run off for a moment… going to some… interesting places…

She was just tired, and too hot, and still a little tipsy. That was it. She was only going back to Mikey so she could tell him not to use her like… so she could tell him not to touch her like that. No other reason at all.

“I should go help Mikey now.” Sandra swallowed the lump in her throat. “And you should go inside. I'll try to be done serving- uhh, helping Mikey by dinner…”

“Okay honey. But don't push yourself too far. You already look like he's taken a lot out of you.”

“That's okay. As much as he takes out of me, he puts so… Soooo much more in…”

“The fulfilling feeling from helping someone.” Jeff nodded. Thinking he understood. “I haven't seen you smile this much in a long time. Take care of him for as long as you need to. Then you can come home and, ‘take care’ of me!”

Jeff winked and blew her a kiss, walking back inside. Leaving his cum stained naked wife alone and with his blessing to go help Mikey with his ‘problem’ for as long as she needed too.

It didn't feel good to lie, but he just wouldn't understand.

She wasn't even lying. Not… not really…Mikey did have some BIG problems she needed to work through, and that was it. Nothing else would go on…

Nothing at all.

******

“Mikey? Mikey!” Sandra called out as she entered Mikey's home.

It was a strange feeling, walking around a strangers house while naked. She would have put her clothes back on, but she was so covered in sweat and cum she would have ruined them.

She would explain boundaries to Mikey, have him apologise, and then take a shower here. Once she was clean, she could finally go home. Back to her husband. Who was waiting for his yearly gift…

Maybe a long bath was what she really needed. Something to sooth her body after enduring such a hard groping.

“Mikey?” Her cry echoed down the empty hallways.

You would never have guessed his family was having troubles by the look of their house. Everything seemed mostly normal to Sandra's eyes. There were some oddities, but what family didn”t have their quirks?

A family photo with Mikey and his step mother, Julia. It seemed normal at a first glance, but looking closer she noticed things. Like the clothes she wore, a short skirt and revealing crop top. Nothing like what the woman normally wore when Sandra saw her. Or the fact that she was sitting on Mikey's lap. A strange reversal from the norm, but maybe they were recreating an older picture? Flipping the positions for fun?

It didn't look very fun. Julia was bright red, and all scrunched up. Like she was experiencing incredible pain. She must have been straining herself to avoid crushing the poor boy. Holding herself in a position not too unlike one of Sandra's Yoga forms. Sandra knew how hard those could be to stay in, and if she looked really closely at the picture she could see how much the woman was sweating.

Stranger the longer she looked, but not quite what she would have expected.

The next picture hanging on the wall was similar. Innocent and unremarkable at first, but with that strangeness underneath the surface.

Mikey was standing next to an older woman. Not his step mother, or any relation to him. Sandra recognised the woman. A highschool teacher, Mikey's teacher no doubt. They must have been closer than normal, maybe she was a family friend? Why else would they hang up a picture of Mikey and his teacher?

Her state of dress was another oddity. A white button up blouse that she wouldn't give a second glance to, until she noticed just how many buttons were left undone. The busty blonde’s cleavage far more obvious than seemed appropriate. Even more, the woman clearly wasn't wearing a bra. The sides of her lavish breasts exposed, hard nipples poking through her almost see through shirt.

And were those hickies she could see all over the teachers neck?? The picture quality wasn't great, but it sure looked like they were…

Her make-up was all over the place. Lipstick smudged all over, mascara beginning to run. Her cheeks even looked a little wet if Sandra squinted closely. Almost as if somebody had squirted a huge amount of moisturiser all over her face and only barely rubbed it in before taking the picture…

Sandra looked away, her eyes becoming drawn to another one. Larger than the others, this one featured all three family members. Vacationing together on a beach somewhere. They were all bunched together. Mikey's step mother kissing her husband on the cheek while both men smiled for the camera.

Immediately Sandra noticed how brazen the woman's bikini was. Nothing about its shape or style was particularly provocative, but it was clearly two sizes small for her. The front of her panties clung to her skin, showing the detailed outline of her cameltoe. The triangle of fabric so small, anyone who looked would know that she waxes every spot…

The top struggled even more. Barely doing its job of keeping her boobs contained. They were so squished in, half of her areola were poking out! With no cover at all! Sandra had no idea how she moved around in that thing without constantly flashing everyone…

Although Julia was holding onto and kissing her husband, Sandra couldn't help but notice how she was bending over a little. Her ass was pushing into Mikey's crotch, pressing into his board shorts.

She couldn't see the outline of Mikey's cock on the parts of his shorts that weren't covered by Julia's ass. Which meant that he either had it tucked between his legs, or that it was currently pressing into her…

More details caught her eye the longer she looked. Julia wore a dark black lipstick that left a mark on her husband's cheek, the same mark that Sandra could see on Mikey. Maybe it was just a smudge on the lens, or some dirt. She couldn't be sure. But she was sure that the little black marks trailed down from his midriff, and continued on underneath his shorts…

Sandra backed off of the picture and walked away. Worried about what she might see next. She didn't have the time to deal with any more nonsense, her husband was waiting for her…

Heading upstairs, Sandra found Mikey. Sitting in his computer chair facing away from her. Typing away, probably talking to his friends again.

“Mikey!” She called out. Watching as he spun the chair around, revealing his still hard, still massively huge cock. He held it in his hands, lifting it up so that it reached his mid chest.

“There's the coolest girl I know!” He let go of his cock to point finger guns at her, the ridged mass of his cock bouncing down. Finding its natural position.

“Do you mind putting some clothes on?” Sandra blushed. Trying to politely avert her eyes from his exposed cock, but she couldn't help but stare a little. It was just so freakishly huge, no other man even came close.

“Why? You're not wearing anything and, like I said, you're the coolest girl I know!” Mikey leaned back in his chair, staring at her while gently stroking his cock. Not in a sexual way, but like you would do to your leg, or arm. It was big enough to count as a fifth appendage…

“I'm not- that's not-” Sandra shook her head, but she dropped the issue. She didn't have the energy to explain why she was still undressed, and therefore why he should be. Instead she just said. ”I'm sure you know lots of women cooler than I am.”

“Yeah… I guess I might know one or two…” Mikey coyly said. Obviously trying to make her jealous. She kept her face neutral. Not letting him know it was working.

“But it was still really cool of you to let me touch you while your husband watched!” Mikey shifted in his seat, resting his head on his hand while his feet swung the chair back and forth in quick bursts.

Standing in the doorway, Sandra watched as Mikey's cock swung from left to right. Like a metronome made of cock. It was so huge and heavy, each swing had so much power to it. What would it feel like if she leaned in closer? Felt it slap against her face…

Sandra rubbed her eyes. She needed to focus! Mikey needed to be lectured on boundaries and respect!

“Mikey, we need to talk about-”

“Sorry, I can't hear you from there. Do you mind getting closer?” Mikey asked, still swinging in the chair.

“Sure.” Sandra said. Feeling especially weird about being naked now. It was one thing to be in their house naked, but walking into a teenage boys room while naked and still with some of his cum on her skin? It gave her goosebumps.

The room was much as she would have expected. A desk with a computer, a single bed against the wall with the window. A wardrobe with a large chest next to it. Posters on the wall for some local, all woman band and a few more girls that looked like the pop stars of this generation.

What she didn't expect was the smell. The room was filled with the scent of Mikey's cock. Just as intense as the real thing, but with a mature, pungent accent to it. Looking closer at the posters in the room, she noticed they were all stained heavily. Maybe it was just water damage… or maybe it was something else…

“So… as I was saying.” Sandra was in the center of the room, closer to Mikey's swinging cock than she would have liked, but the boy still stopped her.

“Hang on. Feels weird talking with you standing over me. Take a seat why don't you?”

“Okay... sure…” The interruptions were annoying, but she didn't want to come off as harsh, or aggressive. She wanted this to be a comfortable conversation. With both of them on the same level.

With no other chairs in the room, Sandra stepped over to the bed to sit down there. She didn't make it two steps before Mikey stopped her again.

“Wait, don't sit on the bed!”

“Why not?” Sandra held her tongue, the frustration building.

“Well. I don't know if you've noticed, but our little game has left you dripping all over those gorgeous thighs…”

What?! Just what was he insinuating! It wasn't her arousal that was soaking her thighs! It was his cum!

Well… maybe some if it was hers…. But that was just a natural reaction to the way his cock was rubbing her!!! It… it wasn't out of any enjoyment… or excitement…

“I'd rather not explain to my step mom why the sheets need washing… just kneel down in front of me. Oh! And grab a pillow, wouldn't want your knees to hurt.”

A pillow? Just how long did he want her to kneel for? Or did he think of her as some frail old woman who couldn't even kneel for a moment without hurting herself.

“I'll be fine without, thank you!” Sandra definitely said. Getting on her knees in front of Mikey's hypnotic meat rod. His huge balls too were out. Hanging off the chair and sagging down with their incredible weight.

Now down on her knees, she had to look up, past his cock, to talk to Mikey. It was almost funny really. She had sat down so they could be equal, but now he was the one looking down at her.

“You look great by the way.” Mikey's complement forced a blush on her face. “So what did you want to say?”

Right. What she was here for. She didn't have a plan of what to say, and had hoped the words would just come to her. Now that she was here, naked and on her knees, face to face with his massive throbbing cock… well… It was hard to concentrate.

“I… I wanted to talk about boundaries.” She began to gather her thoughts.

“I know exactly what you mean.” Mikey nodded. Interrupting her again. “And, let me just say that I'm sorry.”

“You are?” She hadn't expected him to apologise unprompted…

“I really didn't mean for my cock to ram down your throat.” He apologised. “Your lips just felt so good sucking on the fat head of my cock… I wasn't paying attention and slipped up.”

“T-thank you… it's… it's quite alright…” Sandra didn't know what to say, so she fell back on politeness. The apology was nice, if a little vulgar, but he clearly didn't understand what the actual issue was.

“But man! When your husband showed up… I really thought you'd tightened up again, but you proved me soo wrong!”

Mikey was gushing with admiration, nearly talking over himself he was so excited. The look on his face when he admitted how wrong he was about her… it made everything she'd just endured worth it.

“And then when you started talking to him with my cock still filling your mouth! Fuck that was so slutty! And God did it feel good, especially with that loser watching.”

“Mikey! That's my husband…” Sandra couldn't believe what she was hearing. How could he call her husband a loser! Maybe Jeff wasn't as handsome as Mikey… Maybe his cock wasn't as huge… but that was a good thing!! She'd rather her husband's tiny cock over Mikey's massive mutant dick any day…

“Woah woah, I'm only joking. Mikey exclaimed. “I thought you were just taking the game to the next level.”

“Right, the game…”

“The level above just talking like a slut. When the girls start talking shit about their boyfriend. Insulting them, degrading their men behind their backs. But they don't really mean it, they're just blowing off steam. Messing around. They still love their boyfriends…”

They degrade their boyfriends? For fun? That… that made some sense… If it was just as a joke, not serious, maybe it could be cathartic to say things she didn't really mean… it wasn't all that different from talking like a slut…

“But if you're not cool with me calling your man a loser…”

“No! I- I am!” Sandra blurted out. A little too eager sounding. “He…. He is a loser anyway…”

A cold chill spiked through her stomach like an ice pick. Calling the man she was eternally promised to a loser… it was a new dark pleasure that tasted oh so sweet…

Not- not that she actually thought he was a loser! She still loved him!

“That's perfect!” Mikey was holding his cock now. Swinging it forwards and back. Slapping it against his chest on occasion, the harsh slapping sound a reminder of just how heavy it was. “Keep going!”

“He's an idiot.” She started. Her hand unconsciously squeezing her soft breast as she watched Mikey's cock swing. “He's pathetic… with a, a gross… tiny… pitiful cock!”

“God you are so cool!” Mikey's cock was getting even harder. Massive veins bulging out, the tension in his cock building to another explosion. “You know what was really degrading though?”

“What?” Sandra knew they were getting distracted, but she figured it was okay. If she played along with this game, Mikey would respect her more. And if he respected her more, he'd be more willing to listen to her lecture when she finally got around to starting it.

That was why she had to insult and degrade her husband… not because she enjoyed it…

“When you let me grope your tits and rub my cock on your cunt!” Mikey laughed. “he was talking about his stupid golf while I was pulling your nipples and rubbing your clit! Right in front of him! Fuck what a cuck.”

Sandra was suddenly feeling the summer heat again. She would have pulled her collar to cool down if she was wearing anything.

Mikey knew. He knew what he did had been degrading. That it was wrong. And that she had let him do it…

But… but that was the game wasn't it? That was the point. They weren't cheating, they were just having fun… pretending to degrade her husband, pretending to treat him like some loser cuckold that couldn't satisfy his wife…

It was all just pretend… a game… Why had she been so concerned? So adamant on lecturing Mikey when she knew he was a good kid. That he knew how to behave. How to be good.

“You know what would be so good?” Mikey opened his mouth to say something, but closed it and looked away. “Nevermind, it’s probably too crazy for you…”

Sarah felt the words prickling her pride. What happened to Mikey thinking she was ‘the coolest girl he knew’? Was it the lecture she tried to give him? Was she losing him?

“I think if I can call my husband a pathetic loser, and tell you how I’d love to feel your big cock between these big boobs.” Sandra looked up at Mikey. Smiling confidently and running her hands over her chest. “Then I don’t think anything’s too crazy for me!”

“Then… What if we took more pictures of you sucking my cock?” A smile began to form on his face.”By my window… Right where your husband could see us…”

“Mikey… that’s umm… a little dangerous… What if he saw us? He wouldn’t understand the joke…”

“He never looks over here. Trust me.” Mikey was pulling his hand up the length of his shaft. Letting it flop down, bouncing so close to Sandra’s face. “Buuuttt if you don’t think it’s a good idea…”

“No! Of… of course I’m up for it!” Sandra felt her whole body tingling. Every time Mikey’s cock bounced down, her body yearned for it to slap her face. “Just… The boundary thing…”

“Right, yes I completely agree!” Mikey exclaimed. “We don’t want a repeat of last time.”

That calmed Sandra down. The tingling feeling all over Sandra lightened as she cooled off. Last time had been too much, they both knew it. This was a good thing. Sandra didn’t want that foul disgusting cock in her mouth ever again. It was degrading… FIlthy… it… it made her feel like a real slut…

“So now we have no illusions! You’ll take all my cock down your throat! Intentionally this time! No surprises!”

“W-whaat…” The words hit Sandra and ignited every inch of her skin. He pussy throbbing and aching as Sandra pictured herself trying to take all of Mikey’s massive, bulging cock inside of her. Her mouth and throat completely filled up with his cock. “I can’t… I can’t take all of it Mikey…”

It was such a crazy thought… too crazy… His cock was as big as her arm!!! Nobody could even get half of that monster inside their-

“Really? Other girls I hang out with do it all the time…” Mikey said casually.

“... they do?” Sandra gulped.

“Like I said, this is a game we all play. I’ve had plenty of girls take my cock down their throat behind their boyfriends backs. It’s so funny everytime! But none of the girls my age have any problems taking it all…”

She didn’t believe it.

How could she let those other sluts upstage her like this! They took it all with ease while she trembled just thinking about it? How did she let herself fall so far behind? Decades of marriage to a tiny limp dick loser had left her completely underprepared for a real man's cock!

The smell of Mikey’s cock in the air was so thick. That filthy horrid smell that left a taste on her mouth. It was so bad she couldn’t even think straight. Every time she opened her mouth, or breathed through her nose, all she could think about was Mikey’s cock.

“I can take it all!” Saliva pooled in her mouth. Her tongue aching, dreading his repulsive taste and yet feeling a need for it all the same.

“Are you sure?” Mikey asked. “Because you’d still be pretty cool even if you couldn’t. I get that it’s harder for a woman your age…”

Harder for a woman her age?! Who did he think she was!! She wasn’t some old hag! Or some loner loser who didn’t know how to party! She was cool! She was still young at heart! She’d show him just how much better her throat was than those stupid sluts he hung out with!

Sandra grabbed his cock out of the air. Pulling it down her lips and gave his dripping head a big smooch. The burning putrid precum dripping past her lips and into her mouth. Making her pussy clench down as the taste burned her mouth.

“I can take it better, deeper and harder than those other girls can.” She purred the words. Kissing his cock between sentences to keep his attention on her.

“Don’t go easy on me now~”