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Son for Hire: Chapter 45
🕑 Added 2022-02-07 21:56:26 +0000 UTCThe call comes later that very day as Kiki and I doing the dishes, her washing and me drying. When my phone rings and I see who is calling I am all smiles as I dry my hands and flip the towel over my shoulder. Kiki pauses her washing to watch me, every bit as interested in what Evelyn had to say I was.
“Hello?” I answer.
My heart skips a bit as there is a long dramatic pause before Evelyn finally says. “You’re in.”
“We’re in?” I say.
“You’ve got the suite.”
“We got it.” I say to Kiki.
Her face brightens into a huge smile. Pink dishwashing gloves dripping wet she dances in a little circle then leaps toward me to give me a big hug. “YES!” She cheers. I laugh and hug her with my one free arm. “Thank you Evelyn!” She says toward the phone.
On the other end of the line I hear a familiar happy chuckle. “The place is ready, the rest is up to you.”
Decoupling from Kiki I move to the table and sit down. “How were able to convince Alan? I got the sense he hated my guts.”
“Oh yes. Oh my yes.” She says. “I am not sure I’ve ever seen him loath somebody like he does you. You’ve become everything he hates in the younger generation rolled into one.”
“Oh.” I blanch at that thought of that big bastard hating me so fervently. “If he hates me so much, and after all of Kiki’s…stuff, how in the heck did he agree to it?” From the sink my sister sticks her tongue out at me at the mention of her actions that afternoon. “I thought he hated her too.”
“Oh yes, he does, if you believe his words.” Evelyn says. “Oh my God. He’s talked about little else but your sister since he got home today. He thinks she is the stupidest, most irresponsible, most annoying woman on God’s green earth. And he is furious at her for hooking up with a loser like you.”
“Loser!? Gee, thanks.”
“His words, not mine.” She says. “She’s is way too good for you, according to him, but needs to grow up and get her head on straight. And he is sure that you two are expecting. You should have heard him going on about how your future child stood no chance with a pair of parental disasters like you.”
“Yeesh!” I then whisper to Kiki. “He hates us!”
“Who cares, we’re in.” She whispers back, positively buzzing with excitement.
“He said that anybody would better than you two. He went on and on and on about how he would never let tenants like you into his house. ‘Over my dead body’ was said at least a few times.” Evelyn continues. “He was adamant. It wasn’t happening. We wouldn’t be taking you or anybody else in and that we were going to clear out the suite altogether.”
“But you brought him around.”
“Nope, I barely said a thing. I’d given up hope.” She says. “He ranted and raved and argued against points nobody was bringing up but himself until, after all his indignation was spent, he told me that it was up to me. He said that we could rent to you if I wanted to, but that he wasn’t happy about it. I honestly couldn’t believe my ears.” She lets out a little sigh. “He’ll deny it but he’s worried about you two. He sees a young a couple down on their luck and…I think he wants to help. After all these years that man still has a surprise or two left in him.”
I could hear in her voice a troubled tone I’d heard before. She was cheating on her husband and felt taken for granted by him, but she did not hate the man. She might even still love him. A fact that made everything more complicated than it already was.
“Are you having doubts?”
“No baby.” She says. “I want my boy here.”
“I’m comin home Mo…” I catch myself before I say the word, Kiki did not need to hear that. “…Ma’am.” I then look to Kiki and confirm. “We’re moving.”
“Woo hoooooo!” My sister lets out a hoot of joy and liberation. “We are fucking out of here!” She spins out into the living room with her arms wide as if in flight. “Fuck this shitty place! Fuck Mr. Khan! Fuck Diane and Lamar and all those mother fuckers! Fuck this whole god damned stinking neighborhood!” She hurries to window and opens it up to stick her head out. “FUCK YOUUUUU!”
“Ey! Fuck you too!” Shouts a distant indignant voice from the sidewalk below.
“I wasn’t talking to you ya dumb…oh shit! Marco, is that you?”
“Kiki! How ya doin babe?”
As my sister banters with one of our neighborhood acquaintances I return my attention to the phone. On the other end of the line I could hear Evelyn laughing. “Well, from what I heard someone’s happy.”
“More than one someone.” I quip, then in a hushed tone just loud enough for ears I say. “Thank you Mom.”
“You’re welcome my prince.”
“This is so wonderful. We’ve been talking about it all day. We’ve got a plan. We know where we can get a truck. Most of this old junk we’re getting hauled to the landfill. We’ll be getting new stuff after we get there. Everything goes well and we should be ready in just a few days, if that’s okay.”
“That’s more than okay. We’ll be ready on our end.”
After a moment of silence I add. “I can’t believe this is really happening.”
“Me neither.” She says.
“Ma’am.”
“Yes my dear boy?”
“I’m…” I lower my voice even more as I get up to walk to my room. “I’m wearing it.”
“Wearing…? Oh.” Her voice brightens. “Are you now?”
“Mmm hmm.” I giggle. “It feels…naughty.”
“Ohhh my!” I could hear the lust in her voice. “It fit okay?”
“It wasn’t easy getting my balls in. And it’s kinda tight.”
“You are a big boy.” She says proudly. “I can try to find you another.”
“I think it’s okay. I’ll know better later, I’ve only had it on an hour now.” I then add. “It didn’t help that I was thinking of you as I put it on.”
“He he he. You little charmer.”
“Oh, I’m wearing the undies too. They’re so tight, you can see eeeeverything. They feel so sexy.”
“Ohhhh Donald, you can’t tell me this right now!” She moans. “Mmmmm. Mama wants to see!”
“I’m looking pretty hot.” I titter mischievously when, in the blink of an eye, my chastity cage suddenly got a whole lot tighter! “Oh!”
“Serves you right.” She teases, seeming to know exactly what my little exclamation had been about. “Teasing Mommy like that.”
I laugh. I was in my room now and had pulled my shorts down so that I could see the snug briefs and the shape of my cage in one of my mother’s old round makeup mirrors. I shake my money-maker back and forth, wishing Evelyn could see me right now. “I thought I gave it away though when I went up to the counter to dry the dishes and it clicked against the drawer knob. Kiki didn’t notice, thank goodness.”
“Sneaky boy.” She laughs. “Well if it hurts too bad you take it off right away. Okay?”
“Yes Ma’am.” I say. “Hey…I just wanted to say…I really enjoyed today. After the showing I mean. I really, really enjoyed today.”
“I did too. Having you on me…I can’t tell you what it means to me baby. And I had so much fun watching you open your presents. You were so cute down there all flustered and smiling.”
“I love my presents. They were amazing.” I say. “I really loved going down on you too. I…I loved sucking your cock Evelyn. I liked that part very much.”
“Mmm, that was nice wasn’t it?” She sighs. “You were wonderful my pet.”
“You tasted so good.”
“Baby, you’re going to make me hard again talking like that.”
“He he he.” I squirm as my dick gets more and more constricted in its unyielding cage. “You wanna play?”
“Ohhh my boy, I wish I could.” She says. “But I’ve got to go. I think Alan wants to rant some more.”
“Awwww.”
“I know.” She says, as disappointed as I was. “I know. Soon we’ll be under the same roof.”
“Yeah.” I pout. “I wish it was tonight though.”
“Me too baby. Soon. Keep me updated on the move, okay?”
“I will.”
“And Donald.”
“Yeah?”
“You are a good boy.”
I let out a sharp breath as her vitalizing words shoot straight into my beating heart. “I love you!”
“I love you too baby.” She whispers. “See you soon.”
With that the call is over. I sit on my bed to collect myself a moment.
“Good boy.” I whisper as my hand feels the hard plastic beneath the taut cloth. “I’m a good boy.”
All inside of me felt…full of light. I was in love, madly and deeply in love, with the most perfect woman in the world. Kind, loving, nurturing, beautiful, and just as kinky as I was. She had found me an empty husk and poured her love into me to fill the void. I was getting out of this soul crushing neighborhood. My sister was on the mend and coming with me. I wasn’t simply happy. I wasn’t simply in love. It was far more profound than those wonderful things. I was finding myself and I was finding a purpose and a place for me to belong in this crazy world. If there was a God and if he had laid out a path for me to follow, I had found it.
