Under His Stiletto by K A Merikan

Author:K A Merikan [Merikan, K A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Acerbi & Villani Ltd.
Published: 2018-02-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

The electricity was bust, just as Momma predicted, but with the rain drumming against the windows and the roof like a marching band intent on making Mike crazy, they decided to rely on torches and candles, since it was late anyway.

Mike opened his eyes to blinding white light pouring through the open curtains, and he sat up just in time to see a glimpse of the lightning spreading its branches through the dark sky. The tall trees growing around the cottage leaned toward the ground, pulled by wind so rapid the gusts made something above Mike’s head creak.

All alone in his weird boy room, he had too much time on his hands to think. Staying with Momma was different than being with any of the girlfriends he’d had, and although it felt like a relationship, it wasn’t even that. Thunder rumbling through the air outside was like the expression of the torment inside of him.

Would it really be so bad to commit to Momma?

It wasn’t like he wanted to sleep around much, so that wouldn’t be an issue, but the responsibility of taking care of someone else was so overwhelming he couldn’t overcome the instinctive fear. Then again, wasn’t it him who was being showered with love, getting his laundry done, eating packed lunches, and having to adhere to a strict code of conduct that never failed to make his dick hard?

He sat cross-legged on the bed and watched the stormy weather, wincing when yet another lightning bolt tore through the sky, turning the night into day, even for the briefest moment. Thunder rumbled down Mike’s back and made him shiver despite it being summer. The night, however, was cold, as if the rain had wrecked not only the electricity but also the heat from the cottage in order to power itself.

Was Momma awake as well?

The illicit nature of their play had been turning Mike on more and more. A strict authority figure, a family member, and yet there they were--flirting sometimes, Momma giving him pleasure under the guise of punishments.

Wouldn’t he be allowed to be frightened of the storm and eager to sleep with his Momma? Just this one night of course, since he was a big boy already.

His feet hit the carpet, and he made the few steps to the door as if he were sleepwalking and had no choice in the matter.

The narrow corridor was like a tunnel that would lead him straight to Momma’s room.

Mike swallowed, and when lightning brightened up the house again, he moved toward the small gap that would allow him a peek inside Momma’s boudoir. Whenever he awoke in the morning, she would always be on her feet already, the entrance to her bedroom firmly shut. Now he’d get to see it for the first time.

The glow coming from outside illuminated a large dressing table filled with all the bottles of makeup and tubs of cream she used to make herself so flawless.

Mike sneaked in to take in the sight of Momma sleeping in the queen-sized bed under a quilted satin duvet.

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