How I Lost My Mother Ch. 05

I wake up screaming in bed. My mom, hearing this, immediately rushed into my room and saw me sitting up in bed.

“Paul, you okay?” mom asked as she sat on the edge of my bed.

I nodded my head.

“Y-Yeah… I just had a bad dream.” I said.

“Sounded more like it was a nightmare,” mom said soothingly as she rubbed my upper back, “do you want to talk about it?”

I lean my head on her shoulder. She smelt faintly of lavender. It was… calming to me. Made me wish for her to hug me. Just like how she would when I had a nightmare when I was younger.

“I wouldn’t even know where to start,” I stated.

“Start from the beginning,” mom said, “what was it about?”

“Do… you promise that you won’t be upset with my answer?” I asked.

“It’s just a dream,” she said, “why would I be upset about that?”

“It was a dream about you,” I stated.

That took her by surprise.

“What about me?” mom asked.

I gulped hard.

“You… were having sex with Henri,” I said.

“You… had a nightmare about me and Henri having sex?” mom asked.

“It doesn’t stop there,” I continued, “the next morning in my dream, you told me that you and Henri were dating and that I should respect him as the man of the house.”

“Paul…. sweetie, Henri and I are just good friends,” mom stated, “That’s all. We’re just friends.”

There was silence between us afterward.

“I know, mom,” I said afterward.

She then kisses my forehead.

“I think I’m going to keep you from school today,” mom stated, “maybe sent up an appointment to go see a psychiatrist or something.”

She then gets up from my bed and walks toward my bedroom door.

“Mom?” I asked.

“Yes, Paul?” she said without turning around.

“How was the restaurant last night?” I asked, “I meant to ask you that.”

“Well, you would’ve known if you went with us,” mom said, “the food was delicious Paul.”

“I see,” I said.

“Henri’s dad supplies their restaurant with fresh meat from his deli too,” she continued.

She then pulls out her cellphone and checks the time.

“I’m heading to work.” mom said, “You just stay in bed and try to take it easy, okay?”

She then exits my room and closes the door behind her. I heard her a few seconds later leave the house, then start her car and drive off to work.

Maybe it was just a dream. Maybe deep down I want Henri to fuck her. So this dream could’ve been a warning too. A cautionary tale. Forewarning me about their close relationship.

But… sometimes you have to make sure, right? To convince yourself that it really was a dream.

I got out of bed and exited my bedroom. Then, I made my way towards mom’s bedroom. Once I stood outside her bedroom door, I pushed it open and stepped inside.

Images of my dream flooded my mind. Of how Henri was deep fucking my mom on her bed. His thick 9inch condomed cock pistoning in and out of her.

It felt so real though. I remember feeling the humid air stinging my eyes. Seeing the sweat glistening off their skin. I could smell it too. Heard how she called out his name as Henri came inside her.

But it was just a dream. Just a very vivid detail oriented dream.

I began searching around her bedroom for any type of indication that she fucked Henri. Namely a used condom wrapper or something that belonged to him.

Nothing was found. I sighed in relief and told myself that it really was just a dream. It was then that I remembered that after Henri came inside her, he used her toilet immediately afterward.

So I walked into mom’s personal bathroom and began searching around for any evidence. Only thing I found were her hygienic stuff. Nothing of Henri’s there either. I was even tempted to look through her trash bin. But I knew that I’d only find her used hygienic stuff.

Feeling like I invaded her privacy… again, I left everything where it originally was and swiftly exited her bedroom.

It was a complete waste of time. I went back to my bedroom and got back into bed. Maybe mom was right. I should see a psychiatrist. Maybe they’ll help me understand this gnawing feeling I have whenever I see those two together.

It couldn’t be jealousy, because what do I need to be jealous about. This was something I needed to figure out.

I closed my eyes and tried to get some more sleep.

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I woke up a few hours later feeling thirsty and decided to head to the kitchen to get a drink of water. As I got near my bedroom door, I could hear mom talking to someone.

I opened my bedroom door and stealthily crept to the bathroom and peered inside the living room. There on our couch sat mom and Henri. His arm was around her waist, pulling her close to him. Mom was still in her dentist scrubs

“I can’t get over how…different you are,” mom said, “compared to other men I’ve been with, they can’t even hold a candle to you.”

“They must have been all chumps then,” Henri stated.

“They were… not very good in that department,” mom agreed.

What are they talking Sahabet about and more importantly why isn’t mom removing his arm from her lower back.

“Paul had a nightmare today,” mom continued, “he told me that it was about… us.”

“Us?” Henri asked, “Or us in general?”

“Us,” mom stated, “he…. dreamt that he walked in on us having sex.”

“Well… we certainly did have sex last night,” Henri stated, “your loud moans were what probably woke him up.”

Wait… they did? So… last night wasn’t a dream? I really walked in on them having sex?

“I couldn’t help myself,” mom giggled, “especially when you were fucking me so hard and deep.”

That’s when I saw them kiss each other. My heart sunk. No… not again.

“Care to have some fun right now?” Henri asked.

“We really shouldn’t,” mom stated.

“What’s the harm?” Henri asked, “Paul’s still asleep and we could be quiet.”

“You know how hard it is for me to keep quiet,” mom said, “besides… I don’t want him knowing about us.”

So what she said was true then? They really are dating? They really did have sex last night?

“Oh come off it already,” Henri stated, “it’s about time you focus on what you want.”

He then kisses her neck. Mom moans softly.

“Unless you want me to go?” Henri continued.

“I don’t want you to go…” mom stated softly.

They then started kissing each other. Tugging at each other’s clothing, until they were both naked. Mom wasted no time and began sucking on his thick 9inch long cock. Slapping his shaft lightly as she nursed on his tip. To sucking on his egg shaped ballsack.

“So beautiful,” mom said huskily, “your hard cock feels so good in my mouth.”

Henri grunted as mom started deep throating him now.

“Yeah that’s right bitch,” Henri stated, “fuck that feels good!”

Mom popped her mouth from his cock.

“I want your cock inside me now,” she stated firmly.

Mom then climbs up his lap and straddles him. Then grabs his cock and rubs the head against her clit.

“You going to take charge today?” Henri asked.

“It’s my way of paying you back for the amazing sex you gave me,” mom giggled.

I watched as she lowered herself down onto his shaft. Both then moan in unison as it slide inside her. His hands grab onto her waist, as mom began to lift herself up and down. Slowly building up a rhythm, as they got more focused on pleasuring each other. Henri with his cock inside her, and mom with her pussy enveloping his cock.

His hands then squeezed and pawed at her ass.

“You like my big ass?” mom asked.

“I fucking love it,” Henri said.

“Oh yeah?” mom asked, “Spank me then.”

Henri’s hand slaps her left cheek hard.

“Harder!” mom instructed,

He slaps her ass again.

“Yeah…” mom sighed.

She continued pumping her pussy up and down Henri’s shaft. Her arms wrapped around his neck. While their lips press together. Moaning into each other’s mouths as their tempo was reaching it’s crescendo.

Henri grunted out that he was going to bust his nut, mom told him not without a rubber and quickly got off him. Lowering to her knees, as Henri stood above her stroking his cock. Mom’s mouth opened wide, as she waited for his cum.

It… was like watching a pornoographic movie in real life. Henri then aimed his tip towards her lips. Shooting rope after rope of hot jizz directly into her mouth. Some of his jizz landing on her chin and dropping onto the top of her breasts.

“Do you feel better now?” mom asked sensually afterward.

“Ab-sol-fucking-lutely,” Henri said.

“Then you better get going,” mom stated, “isn’t your shift at the deli starting soon?”

“Ah shit, you’re right,” Henri said as he gathered his clothes.

They got dressed a few minutes later. She then walked him to the front door and opened it for him.

“Have a great time at work today babe,” mom said as she pecked his lips.

“Oh, I definitely will, that’s for sure.” Henri stated, “I’ll bring over something tasty from our deli after my shift is over. Then you can cook it up for us.”

“Mmm, I can’t wait then,” mom said sensually, “See you tonight.”

I retreated back to my room, just as she closed the front door behind her. Closing my bedroom door shut, just as she began walking towards the hallway.

Mom then knocked on my bedroom door a few seconds later. I quickly got into bed and pretended to just wake up.

“Hey Paul, how are you feeling?” mom asked as she sat down on the edge of my bed.

She faintly smelled of sex and sweat.

“I’m fine,” I said.

“I’m glad,” mom said.

She smiled at me. But I know that smile was caused by the fucking Henri gave her on our couch. Not because she was worried about me.

“Oh, before I forget,” mom said, “Henri brought over your homework for today. He left it on the table for you.”

“How very kind of him,” I said sarcastically.

“It was,” mom said, “such a kind boy he is.”

Why was it so hard for me to tell her that I saw them have sex. To tell her that Henri Sahabet Giriş is just using her.

“He’s also bringing some of their choice cut meat for dinner tonight,” mom stated, “and yes, that means he’s staying over for dinner.”

“Mom, I don’t like the way you two have been getting close to each other,” I stated, “I don’t feel comfortable with how he’s been behaving around you either.”

“Well I don’t feel comfortable with how you’ve been snooping through my stuff,” mom retorted, “plus Paul… we’re just friends. Just good friends.”

“It’s inappropriate! You’re the adult mom. He’s still in high school!” I stated, “I even told you multiple times how I felt about him being here.”

Tears welled up in her eyes.

“Sweetheart, where’s this coming from?” she asked, “why are you acting like this?”

I lost it.

“I saw you giving him a blowjob on our couch two nights ago, mom!” I stated, “Henri even told me in his car the day afterward.”

Mom stared at me. She then began apologizing perfusively. Telling me that she was drunk and one thing lead to another. Her face turned beet red afterward.

“I know I should have listened to you,” mom said, “I always end up doing stupid things when I drink.”

“That’s right… you should have.” I said, “I was your voice of reason and you totally ignored me over him pressuring you to drink!”

“I’m sorry alright!” mom said, “It won’t happen again. I promise you that!”

She then gets up from my bed.

“I’ll have a word with Henri later about that incident,” mom sighed afterward, “Because that was uncalled for.”

She then left my room.

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Around p.m that night, Henri bounds through our front door carrying a large lump of meat packaged in thick brown paper.

“I brought you guys something tasty for dinner tonight!” he said.

“What is it?” mom asked as she took it from him.

“It’s moose meat,” Henri stated, “namely it’s heart.”

“Oh I don’t think we’ve ever had that sort of meat before,” mom said as she unwrapped the package.

“There’s a certain why you have to cut it,” Henri stated, “the heart is pretty tough.”

“I see,” mom said as she watched him cut the heart into dice sized cubes

“I can take over from here now,” she stated once Henri was done cutting up the heart.

“Then I’ll just stand back and watch then,” Henri said.

I watched as that fucker lightly slapped her ass as he passed her.

“I saw that!” I shouted from the living room.

“Saw what?” mom asked.

“Henri just touched your ass!” I stated, “I saw him!”

Mom looked at him and then me.

“My hand slipped,” Henri stated.

“I literally just saw you!” I said.

Mom grabbed his arm.

“Can I talk to you for a moment?” she asked

She then looked at me.

“In private?” mom said.

They then walked down the hallway toward her bedroom. I heard her door shut behind them. I then got up from the couch and walked towards the hallway. When I stood in front of mom’s bedroom door, I could hear moms muffled raised voice. Telling him how upset she was about him telling me about the blowjob she gave him. She was occasionally interrupted by him pandering and trying to smooth things over.

Mom started talking again… this time more calmer and was listening to what he was telling her. Then all talking stopped. I decided to go to my room and crawled under my bed.

“Oh!” came mom’s voice.

I then heard the sounds of kissing and moaning in-between. I felt sick to my stomach.

“Am I forgiven for that mistake?” Henri asked, “for telling your son about that amazing blowjob you gave me.”

More kissing.

“Uh-huh,” mom moaned, “but… I think it’s best we… limit our… activities for a while.”

“Will I still get some tonight?” Henri asked.

“You’re such a horndog!” mom teased.

More kissing.

“Fine… we’ll have to wait until Paul is asleep,” mom stated, “Like really asleep. I don’t want him waking up and seeing us like that again.”

There was then more kissing.

I then crawled out of my bed and cried on my bed.

During dinner a short while later, I barely touched my food as mom and Henri ate and talked with each other. She made what Henri called “curried heart”. A dish his mother used to make. To me, it was disgusting. Who in their right mind would eat an animal’s heart?

“I’m going to my room,” I stated pushing my chair back.

It was mostly to get away from them. I can’t stand the way mom was doting on him. Asking him if he wants seconds, refilling his glass and the ever so not subtle affectionate hand squeeze.

“Paul you barely touched your food,” mom protested, “At least eat some of it… please?”

“I said I’m not hungry!” I said as I stormed out of the dining room.

“Hold it,” Henri said coldly, “I will not abide you wasting good meat like that. Do as your mother tells you and eat it!”

I turn to look at him.

“Now!” he stated.

“Please Paul… just try it!” mom insisted, “It’s yummy!”

I Sahabet Güncel Giriş remember the next moment very clearly. Because that was when I punched Henri on his cheek. The force knocked him back and the chair fell over.

Mom rushed over to his side. Helping him up, because he hit his head against the dining room wall.

“Oh my god, are you okay?” mom asked him.

“I’m fine,” Henri stated, “it just caught me off guard.”

“Oh thank god,” mom sighed.

“And fuck you mom too!” I continued, “I know for a fact you lied to me! I know what you did!”

Mom whips her head to look at me.

“Paul Johnes I’m not some piece of meat for you to fight over!” mom stated, “I don’t belong to you!”

She stares at me with disgust.

“Do you realize what you just fucking did?” she continued, “What the hell is wrong with you?”

A trickle of blood runs down Henri’s face.

“Oh god! You’re bleeding!” mom said, “We… We have to get that looked at.”

She took Henri by his arm and led him out of the dining room and towards the hallway. I then heard her bedroom door shut behind her.

I kicked another chair and decided to take a walk around the neighborhood. To clear my head so to speak.

When I came back, mom was sitting at the table. Her head was in her hands. She looks at me when I closed the front door.

“I seriously can’t believe you did that,” mom stated, “you’re lucky he didn’t press charges.”

“Why can’t you see that he’s a bad influence mom!” I shouted, “He’s the one who’s been turning you against me!”

“I don’t want to hear it!” mom snapped, “I’m at my wits end with you right now.”

“You’re the reason why I can’t have a social life!” she continued.

“Oh am I mom?” I said sarcastically, “Am I THAT much of a burden to you? Am I to blame for you not having a social life? Maybe YOU’RE the reason why I don’t have a social life!’

She stares at me. I can’t tell if she was pissed at me or shocked that I would use her own statement against her. She opens her mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. I think struck her mute.

“Oh but please go ahead and tell me how much of a fucking nuisance I am!” I continued, “Tell me how much better your life would be if I wasn’t around!”

Mom flinches when I said that.

“You know that’s not what I meant and you know it!” she said.

“Clearly you think otherwise,” I stated, “because obviously my opinion doesn’t matter to you.”

“Your opinion does matter to me,” mom stated, “it always will matter to me.”

“THEN WHY DID YOU TAKE HIS SIDE WITHOUT EVER HEARING MINE?” I stated.

“Can you blame me?” mom said, “Imagine you coming back from work and finding out that your child was snooping through your stuff.”

“I’d still hear them out!” I said, “Instead of grounding them for no fucking reason like you did to me.”

“You want me to hear you out…fine,” mom stated, “go ahead and tell me then.”

I began retelling my version of the events that happened a few days ago. How it was Henri who snuck into her bedroom and snooping through her dresser and looking at her laptop. How he was the one who told me about her giving him a blowjob two nights ago. I couldn’t even bring up the fact he also threatened me with violence if I so much as interfered with their relationship.

Mom then sighs and rubs her temples.

“You see what I mean?” she then stated, “You say one thing. Henri says another.”

“You’ve known me since I was born mom,” I stated, “have I ever once done anything to doubt you?”

She paused for a bit.

“You’re right Paul… this isn’t fair for you,” mom stated.

Tears then began trailing down her face.

“I’m sorry Paul, for not giving you a chance to explain yourself, ” mom sniffled, “I’m not being a very good mother if I choose to believe someone else over my own son.”

Relief flooded through me. Finally she sees reason. I hugged her for what seemed like forever. I finally have my mom back. And Henri was no longer welcome in back in our house ever again.

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The next day I returned to school. Mom even drove me there herself. She kissed me on the cheek and wished me luck on my second day. Everyone was starting at me as I made my way to my locker. I didn’t like it.

Just as I placed my backpack inside my locker, Henri approached me. He looked pissed. He then grabs me by my shirt and drags me into the boy’s restroom.

“What the fuck did I tell you about not interfering with mine and your mom’s relationship?” he asked.

“I warned you didn’t I?” Henri growled.

He then punches me hard in the stomach. I gasp as I doubled over. He then grabs me by my hair. It hurt.

“You tell your mother that she can see me if she wants to,” he stated, “you tell her that you think I’m a great guy and that you were just being a whinny bitch about things.”

He poked my chest hard.

“AM I CLEAR!” he hissed.

Hot tears began rolling down my face. I weakly nodded my head.

“Good,” Henri said and lets go of my hair, “try to interfere again and you’ll end up with a broken leg.”

He emphasized this by snapping a pencil in half.

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When school ended that day, mom picked me up afterward and we drove home.

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