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Son for Hire: Chapter 98
🕑 Added 2022-08-19 18:53:32 +0000 UTCIn the company of my true love the evening drifts by like a dream. The energy among everybody was upbeat and positive. We were doing good work with good people while building good community and that naturally translated to good feelings. The rush of having just gotten a new job adds an extra celebratory excitement to my mood as well. As the night goes on I think about how I had Alan to thank for tonight. If not for his unexpected appearance and offer I would have been sitting at home all night horny and bored. This was so much better.
I had no peers as I was the youngest of the volunteers by nearly a decade. But I actually kind of liked being the plucky young newb of the crew. That youthful verve is soon seized upon as Pam shifts me from sorting to being a general “gopher”. I was reluctant to leave Evelyn’s side but also eager to help where ever I could. I end up carrying boxes and bags from people’s cars into the hall, carrying the sorted boxes out the back door to a trailer, taking out trash, grabbing more supplies for Harper from her van, helping some of the very elderly in a variety of ways, and just generally running around and doing what needed to be done. It had been awhile since I’d done some honest work and it honestly felt pretty damn good to get the blood flowing. I work up quite a sweat in the process. Passing through the main hall always proves to be a treat as I could feel Evelyn watching me with a Mama’s pride and a Mistress’s lust both shining in her eyes.
Things really start to slow down around nine and by nine thirty what had been a near steady stream of donations dwindles down into a trickle. At ten the doors are closed though the volunteers in the back carry on to finish their sorting. I help Harper pack up her stuff and carry it to her van, surely gaining me some preemptive brownie points with the boss, then I head back in for clean up. It is not long before I am loading the final boxes into the trailer destined for the charity shops, taking out the last bit of trash, and folding and stacking tables back into the store room.
When the last table was put away and the light in the hall go off I enter the entryway to see Evelyn, Pam, and a couple of other stragglers standing around talking about what a great night it had been. With a bottle of water at the ready Evelyn approaches me and hands me the drink, which I accept gratefully.
“Need a lift home?” She asks with a twinkle in her eye.
After a long drink of water I smack my lips and nod. “Headed my way?”
She giggles. “No trouble at all, neighbor.”
The whole group tells me what a good job I did that night and thank me profusely for all of my hard work. I shrug off their praise as if it were no trouble at all but their kind words really make me feel nice. They tell Evelyn to make sure to drag me along to their next event in a few months time and she promises that she’ll try. I had a feeling she wouldn’t have to try too hard. We say our good nights and are on our way.
As the door swings closed behind us we are enveloped by the cool darkness and still silence of the night. A few steps out I pause to look up at the starry sky. While light pollution was still a factor out here at the fringes being able to see the stars at all was still a treat for an inner city guy like me. With nobody around to see us Evelyn sidles up beside me and takes my arm.
“It’s so pretty.” I whisper.
Her grip on my arm tightens. “It is, isn’t it.”
“Such a nice night.”
“Would you like to see it better?” She kisses my shoulder. “I know a spot.”
I look down at my Queen, her face ethereal in the wan light of a streetlight. I knew that look in her eyes and I knew that her invitation was not simply to go look at the sky. After four long days of not being allowed to relieve the ever increasing pressure down below all it took was the look for my cock to begin to swell.
“Alan?”
“Sometimes I hang around to chat with the girls. We’ve got an hour before anything is amiss.”
I smile. “Show me the stars, Mom.”
“With pleasure my boy.” She sighs happily. “Do want to drive?”
“The bimmer!?”
She chuckles. “Did you bring another car?”
“No. I mean, yes! I’d love to drive.”
She slips her keys into my hand and together we walk around the back of the building to the parking lot. I walk my lady to her door and help her inside, which Evelyn always loves, then walk around to take my place in the driver’s seat.
I arrange the seat and adjust the mirror then feel the wheel in front of me. The top and bottom was sheathed in leather but the sides was made of a more grippy material. Without even starting it I could tell this was machine built for both luxury and performance. As the exquisitely tuned German engine purrs to life I start to get nervous.
“You sure it’s okay that I drive?”
“Yes baby.” She settles in deeper into the passenger seat. “I’m sure.”
I nod. It was just a car. Just a really, really expensive car. I shake the worry from my head. No fear. I put it into gear and pull out to the exit of the lot.
“Which way?”
“Left.”
“Yes Ma’am.”
With Evelyn giving directions I begin to drive. The coupe was so silky smooth and responsive. It handled like a dream with power to spare. When we hit the freeway it gets up to cruising speed with an effortlessness that I didn’t know was possible. To say it was the nicest car I’d ever driven would be a massive understatement. Compared to those clunkers this was grace, this was class, this was like comparing the silly girls I’d been with in my past to the perfect woman at my side.
I glance over at Evelyn to find her looking back at me. She sat partially sideways, the side of her head resting against the headrest as she watched me drive. I give her a bashful smile and return my attention to the road.
“When I saw you walk into the hall tonight.” She sighs and wraps her hands around herself. “It made me feel all tingly. You do things to me baby that I…I can’t even describe.”
I smile. “I felt pretty tingly too.”
“I was watching you. Working, helping others, being kind, showing your beautiful smile, being such a good boy. You make it so hard for me sometimes, you know that?”
With a smirk and a suggestive peek her way I quip. “I think people would have noticed if it was hard.”
She laughs. “Would you stop. Naughty boy.”
“Yes Ma’am.” I chuckle.
We fall back into a pleasant silence, just content to be in each other’s company. We soon leave the lights and streets of the city behind us. Following her instructions the freeway is replaced by winding country roads. God, when was the last time I actually left the city boundaries? It must have been years. Through rolling hills we cruise. It seemed aimless though I knew Evelyn had a destination in mind. Knowing we only had an hour to play with I begin to worry that the journey itself would end up taking up all of our time, but as I look over once more to see the red outline of Mommy’ hair and feel her warm energy washing over me I am filled with joy. If this ended being just a drive in the country, so be it. My blue balls could wait one more day.
Turns out they only have to wait one more mile as she says to me. “There’s the turn, up ahead. Almost there.”
