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  The phone rang but I kept going. He didn’t want to answer but the person hung up and called again. I had no doubts as to who that could be. He looked down at me as if he expected me to stop. I just opened my mouth and showed him the string of pre cum on my tongue before I tongued his cockhead. When I heard ‘oh hi mom’ I swallowed that shit down my throat again.

  I almost laughed my ass off at the strain in his voice as he tried to carry on a conversation while I worked my throat muscles around his cock.

  “Mom I can’t talk right now I gotta…shit…no sorry…mom I gotta go.” I could hear her annoying screech from down here. He hung up the phone and grabbed my head with both hands. “I want to cum on your tongue.” He pulled out of my throat and shot off on my tongue. I swallowed like the good girl that I am before getting to my feet. I wasn’t done there though. I shimmied my thong down my thighs and stepped out of them. Running my finger through my sopping wet pussy I lifted it to his lips before stuffing my soaked underwear in his pocket. I hope she comes in close for one of her monsterly kisses and smell pussy on his breath tee-hee.

  “Let me…”

  “We don’t have time, you know your mom hates to be kept waiting, let’s go captain.” Yeah, think about that all night, how she kept you from eating the pussy, hahaha.

  I made sure we were touching the whole way in the car to the restaurant. Mom and dad were just pulling up in their rental when we got there. We were gonna sit in the lounge and have cocktails until our table was ready, that was the plan.

  “Oh Damien thank you ever so much for getting us reservations at this place, you know how much I love it here. You’re such a considerate boy.” He beamed at her praise as we were led to a booth.

  Not long after, Beelzebub’s twin came in with her evil spawn Cruella DeSil. I said hello to his other sister first as she sidled into the booth on the other side of me. We were seated with mom and I flanking Dami, something I knew his momsie would not like one bit. The stern set to her jaw was a dead giveaway that we had hit our mark.

  “Why Mabel you look amazing in that dress, what a flattering color on you.” Mom was all peaches and cream as dad and Dami stood until the ladies sat.

  The conversation started off lightly enough with everyone exchanging pleasantries and asking after each other’s happenings since the last time we were all together like this. I knew it wouldn’t be long before she started her shit because she just can’t help herself.

  “Well Vanessa it seems you’ve found something else to do with your days since I can’t ever seem to reach you anymore.”

  “Well you know, Damien just came home after being gone for so long, I think I need to spend all of my time on him for now. We have so much catching up to do.” Choke on that you putrid twit. I made sure to lean my head on hubby’s shoulder with a big smile on my face. She didn’t like it too much when he kissed my hair and whispered in my ear. Bet she was just dying to know what was said.

  Mom kept the conversation going after that and it was soon time to head to the table.

  As soon as we took our seats and opened our menus the witch started again.

  “Damien why did you choose this place? You know I absolutely hate it here. The food is so…European.” She sniffed like that was a bad thing.

  “Mom likes it here.” Oh shit, did he just call my mother mom in front of Stalin? Shit’s about to get real. I caught her glare in my direction because obviously it’s my fault that her grown ass son calls my mother mom. She could be pissed because I still call her Ms. Spencer. In the beginning when we’d first met and I thought she was halfway to human she’d told me to call her mom. I’d felt so special and welcomed then. That was before the claws came out and she started nitpicking everything I did, or criticizing my every decision. The woman even wanted my husband to deposit his checks in her account for safekeeping. Apparently I was not to be trusted.

  “That I do son thanks for thinking of me.” Momma rubbed his cheek and I thought Atilla was going to pop her one; which would’ve been a really bad move on her part because mom would wipe the floor with her over inflated ass.

  “I didn’t know you called your mother in law mom. Son.”

  Clueless actually answered her like they were having just your average run of the mill conversation. “Yes I do, she asked me to and well, she’s my mom now too in a way.”

  Oh please don’t let this bitch croak when I don’t have my camera. That’s the kind of shit you need for posterity’s sake.

  Oh boy oh boy oh boy this was getting so good. Clueless had no idea of the shit storm that was brewing, hagfish was about to blow and the little skank that could was about to pop.

  “So Vanessa I didn’t know you knew my friend Jasper Nash.” Here she goes, I wondered how long it would take her.

  “He told me you two met at his mansion the other day, for lunch.” She sneered at me and I wanted to gouge her eye out.

  “Yes we did, have you been there yet? it’s gorgeous. Especially the master suite, I had a lot of fun working in there.” I tried to keep a straight face but then clueless had to go and spoil it.

  “Who’s this Jasper guy?” He didn’t look too pleased about this turn of events. I pulled his head down and whispered in his ear. “Remember the pictures I showed you of the mansion the guy wants to redecorate as a surprise for his new bride?”

  “Oh yeah I forgot.” He was back to smiling again.

  When she realized there were no fireworks forthcoming she went back to looking like she was passing a gallstone.

  I was getting settled into my bouillabaisse when momma the shit stirrer really did it.

  “So when are you guys coming out to New York, what day I mean? I hope you’re not just gonna come up Xmas eve. Your father and I are looking forward to having at least a week with you guys this time. We can go shopping a few days before and Dami we can take you ice skating at Rockefeller Plaza, you’ll love it.”

  “Wait what? what’s going on?” Haggie had her hackles raised. “You’re going to be gone for the holidays?”

  “Yes mom, I thought we talked about this before. We spent Thanksgiving with you this year and we’re spending Xmas with Nessa’s parents.”

  “Yes, well, I didn’t think anything was settled. Our family has always spent the holidays together. I’m sure Jackie and Dan wouldn’t mind if you came later; would you?” She looked at my mom. This lady really is ass stupid.

  Before mom could answer I felt Damien tense beside me. “No mom, it’s settled, we’ve already made our plans.” Cue the hostile glares in my direction. I kept my head in my bowl because it was too soon to laugh in her horrid face, but the strain was killing me.

  “Well now my dinner’s been ruined. I can’t believe you’d spring a thing like this on me just a few short weeks before the holiday. It’s very inconsiderate, and after all the trouble I’ve gone to to make it special.”

  “Leave it alone Mabel, the kids have their plans set already. No sense in spoiling everyone’s evening.” Poor Clarence, he tries.

  “Oh stuff it Clarence, don’t expect me to sit here and watch my family being destroyed and say nothing. She’s been nothing but a headache ever since she came along. Nothing’s ever been the same and now this. My own son is deserting me on the most precious day of the year.” Cue the waterworks. Was this bitch high or had they upped her meds? Usually she never showed her ass in mixed company, she usually saved that shit for our special alone time. Like when we used to take bathroom breaks together. I’d wised up to that shit quick though and soon started finding any excuse not to be alone with the demon spawn.

  Clueless was wearing a curious look on his face like he still didn’t get it. I guess mom had schooled dad, because although I could see the vein popping in his forehead, he held his peace. I had yet to say a word edgewise, this was the Mabel Spencer show for one.

  “I don’t appreciate your sneaky underhanded tactics young lady. You know how important it is for me to have family around me for the holidays,
I thought we understood that. But I see I was wrong. You waited until my back was turned and worked your wiles on my son to get your way. I guess that’s to be expected from your sort. Now my family will be torn apart for the holidays, something that’s never happened before. The only good thing about this is that I won’t have to have you in my home. I won’t have to spoil my holiday by sharing it with the likes of you. I hope you’re pleased with yourself you selfish little home wrecker.”

  Oh shit, here comes Mrs. Hyde. Where the fuck is my camera? You have got to be shitting me. Things were getting so good I almost forgot the whole purpose of this exercise. It was like watching a train wreck in slow motion. Momma was right; just a few strategic moves at the right time and this bitch would detonate.

  “Mom what the hell? What are you saying? Are you for real? This is my wife.”

  “Yes and I’m your mother…”

  “Yeah that’s right my mother, not my woman, not my owner nor my keeper. I can’t believe I didn’t see this in you before. Is this what the fuck you’ve been doing while I was away? After I asked and you promised to look after her like one of your own?”

  “I’ll thank you not to speak to me like that Damien, I’m still your mother.”

  “Yeah you are and I’ve never been more disappointed in you than I am right this minute.”

  “Disappointed in me, how dare you. If you hadn’t married beneath you…”

  “ENOUGH.” Get the fuck out, did he just? I think I just came on myself no joke. “I’m sorry I didn’t see it Vanessa, sorry it took me this long.”

  “This is all her fault, she’s been filling your head with lies and…”

  “No, no she hasn’t; in fact until I came back from my last deployment I never even knew there was anything wrong between you two. How the fuck far did you push her to make her finally stand up for herself? How could you? I trusted you with her. Have you any idea what you almost cost me?” Oh shit, he was halfway out of his seat.

  “Honey calm down.” I tried soothing him because in all seriousness I did not expect this to turn into a Jerry Springer moment. And though the tables were situated in such a way that the patrons had relative privacy, I didn’t want things to get out of hand.

  “No fuck that, I’ve been fighting with you, trying to get you to be… and all the while she…” Poor thing he couldn’t even speak.

  “I don’t know what you’re getting so upset about it was just…”

  “It was just you being a royal bitch to my wife in front of others, who the fuck do you think you are lady? You think because you wear the title of mom that that gives you the right? Come on Vanessa we’re out of here you don’t have to put up with this shit. I’m sorry Jackie, Dan. You guys are more than welcome to follow us back to the house. Dad I’ll talk to you later.” Momma and daddy got up and daddy dropped some bills on the table. He was fighting a smile now so there was no danger of him gutting anyone. Did I mention that my dad’s Italian? From Brooklyn? Nuff said.

  Honey boo boo opened her mouth to add in her two cents and caught some of that nice wrath hubby had working. “You shut the fuck up. I might draw the line at hitting my own mother but I’d have no problem popping you one. You disgust me. You talk shit about my wife, trying to imply that she was meeting up with other men? She has more class in her pinky than you do in your whole sordid life. The whole lot of you get this straight. Anyone and I mean anyone who tries to fuck with my marriage I will destroy you.” He glared at his mother before taking my hand and dragging me out of there.

  Chapter 7

  Momma and daddy declined the invitation, I think momma knew what was up she’d been there before. I wish she’d have clued me in. First came the speeding. Damien never speeds. Then as soon as we walked through the door he slammed me up against the wall and lifted me so he could fit between my thighs. His mouth came down hard over mine as he fought with his zipper. I barley had a chance to catch my breath before he was surging up inside me. My hands were fisted in his hair as he worked his dick in me so good I wanted to sing an aria.

  I could tell he was pissed but all I got were grunts with each thrust.

  I guess my dress was in the way because he tore the top of that shit down the middle so he could get to my tits. Swallowing them one after the other until I was mewling and keening like a cat in heat. When he took me down to the floor I thought for sure he was gonna kill me. He’d never fucked me so hard in his life and Damien fucks hard sometimes.

  I barely had time to hold a thought before he was turning me this way and that. My heart was racing a mile a minute and I was soaking the floor beneath me. When he started biting into my flesh that’s when I finally screamed.

  “I love you, look at me.” He held my hair back and looked into my eyes, eyes that I could hardly keep open because of sensory overload. “I love everything about you, you’re perfect.” I tried to climb his dick after that because hey, action speaks louder than words, but sometimes the words can be sweet too.

  We finally made it to the bed and we had yet to say two words to each other. Other than grunts, moans, squeals, and the slapping sound our bodies made when he pounded into me, not a peep. Every once in a while he’d call my name like I was leaving for a year, but other than that, it was all action. It was as though he had a point to prove, what that point was I wasn’t entirely sure but I was enjoying the hell out of it.

  When he’d off loaded in me for the third time we just laid there with his body pressing mine into the mattress and his face buried in my neck. When he started kissing me again I thought he’d lost his mind and was going back for more but he slipped out of me as we shared the softest kiss. “I’m so sorry baby.”

  Isn’t it weird? This is exactly what I wanted, for him to grovel at my feet for being a clueless shit for so long. But somehow the victory felt a little hollow because I realized that she’d hurt him too. He really had no idea. I think some secret part of me had wondered if he’d known and just not cared. Or if maybe he’d been of the mind that his mother was always right and that as his wife I should just go along. It was still left to be seen what tomorrow will bring. I know that barnacle wouldn’t give up that easy. But for now this was good, this had hit the spot.

  We didn’t talk it to death but he wanted to know everything that she’d ever done to me. I told him every word and watched his face turn purple with rage. The good thing was, not once did he accuse me of making it up or question whether or not I’d misunderstood. The best part was when I told him about overhearing her with his ex. I thought he would lose his shit for sure then.

  That night my husband held me like he thought I would disappear in the night. It was sweet, it was even sweeter when he rolled me to my back in the predawn hours and made sweet love to me. I was a little sore from the night before but I’m a smart girl. Never turn down a Damien Spencer slow ride.

  I still hadn’t told him about the baby. I was waiting on two things, one to be absolutely sure, and two for the dust to settle. I was enough of a princess to want the news of my impending motherhood to be received with much fanfare. Then again this might just be the kind of news he needs now after learning his mother was the serpent from hell.

  Chapter 8

  “You sure you’re gonna be okay here by yourself?”

  “Huh?” What the hell?

  “Well I know your parents left early this morning and…just don’t answer the door to anyone okay baby.”

  Oh shit, he was trying to protect me from Genghis Khan. That was so sweet.

  “Stop worrying honey I’m fine.” He was so cute I almost shared my news. His phone rang with her tone just as he was going out the door and my stomach started to hurt. He closed the door and I ran to the window to look out. He looked at his phone, shook his head and turned it off. Hot damn.

  I did a happy dance as I made my way up to the master suite to take my bath. I needed to soak some of the knots out. Now what to do with myself? I’m a trained interior designer but since moving from New York a
couple years ago I’ve just been taking jobs here and there as the mood strikes. Damien was one of those ‘I don’t want my woman working outside the home types’. Another thing his monster hated. She thinks he coddles me and has said as much on more than one occasion.

  With her out of my life and not having to be her errand girl, my days were once again entirely mine. What in the world was I going to do with myself? I had a great idea as I climbed out of the tub. I felt excitement bubble up inside. Just because I wasn’t ready to share my news didn’t mean I couldn’t do stuff for the baby. It would be fun to just go look. I could do it on line but the weather was so nice for a fall day in the south and I could do with some fresh air.

  Damien’s warning was ringing through my head and I wondered what exactly it was that he thought might happen. I wasn’t afraid of haggie or her spawn, but he seemed genuinely concerned. Oh well, I wasn’t going to let it bother me. I got dressed and headed out the door. My step was lighter and I hadn’t a care in the world. My man loved me, that’s all I’d wanted to know and now that I did, wasn’t nothing gonna stand in my way.

  I spent the day flitting in and out of every children’s-boutique in the city. I don’t know why I was bothering, Jackie Spinelli will never let me hear the end of it if I went baby shopping without her. I had lunch alone at an outdoor café and then headed home to get started on dinner. Tonight I was going to make my baby something special to say thanks.

  As soon as I hit the door I knew something was off. Things looked strange. It wasn’t that anything was missing but things seemed out of place. I made my way up the stairs to our room, not sure if I should just turn around and head back out, but somehow I didn’t feel like there was anyone here.