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“I always thought it was sad that we came to hate each other before we ever fucked. Do you want to fuck?”
Steed smiled. For a split second he considered the idea. “I am dating Judy Duddley. I am trying to stay faithful to her which is kind of difficult since she seems to be a professional virgin.”
Rita nodded and laughed. “She has always been a good girl. She is hardly the kind of girl who would have an open relationship with two men and then ask a third if he would like to fuck.” Rita held out her hand to Steed in a mocking gesture. “Meet Rita the slut.”
By Charles Peters
Copyright 2019
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This story is fiction.
Any resemblance to any real people or places or things is not intentional.
Chapter 1
Steed drove his red, 1972 Torino to in front of the Victorian style Mansion that his father had bought for his mother a long time ago. During the divorce his father had not given his mom any money but had allowed her to keep the mansion under the condition that she would not sell it. His father paid for all of the upkeep cost on the mansion.
The mansion was of the Shingle Victorian style architecture patterned after the Charles Lang Freer House. The mansion sat in an area on Hearthville Lake that was called the Eastside View. All of the homes in that area were expensive and sat on no less than 30 acres. The Ramsey Mansion was nestled on fifty acres next door to the Bare Estate which included several hundred acres.
Steed smiled as he looked at the mansion through the passenger window of his car. Steed remembered how important he felt living in the mansion when he was small. Though later his Aunt Terence became rich, during that period his cousins Jossette and Roger lived in the trailer park where he now lived. He wondered if he had ever made his cousins feel poor. He hoped not.
Steed’s former girlfriend, Rita, drove her small baby blue Volkswagen up behind Steed’s car. She got out of her car, closed the door, and walked up to the open, driver side, window of Steed’s car.
Rita said, “Long time, no see. I was shocked when I got a call from you.”
Steed got out of his car. “I did not much want to call you. I know you don’t like me any more than I like you, but thanks for coming.” He and Rita walked around to the kitchen entrance to the mansion. Steed unlocked the door and they went inside.
The kitchen was brightly clean. It hardly looked as though it were part of an unoccupied house. Rita looked around and felt an emptiness. She remembered her mom Rosanne standing at the stove and cooking. She looked at the table and thought about how Steed’s mom, Rachel, would sit at the table and talk to her mom. They would tell jokes and laugh. Rita said, “We had good times.”
“I guess.”
“I always thought it was sad that we came to hate each other before we ever fucked. Do you want to fuck?”
Steed smiled. For a split second he considered the idea. “I am dating Judy Duddley. I am trying to stay faithful to her which is kind of difficult since she seems to be a professional virgin.”
Rita nodded and laughed. “She has always been a good girl. She is hardly the kind of girl who would have an open relationship with two men and then ask a third if he would like to fuck.” Rita held out her hand to Steed in a mocking gesture. “Meet Rita the slut.”
“The entire time that you and I dated, we never had sex. At the end of our relationship you were an awful person. What you did was so wrong. But you are not a slut.”
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“I am now. I like sex. I like sex a lot. I date both Sam Smith and Selby James. Does that shock you?”
“After you, I fell in love with the beautiful Clarice Manchester.” Steed hesitated. He wondered why he was inclined to tell Rita what he was about to tell her. He told Rita, “My father stole her from me. She is now my stepmother.”
“I’ve met Clarice when visiting my sister Tabitha; your father’s lowly maid. I say that but Tabitha is content. Clarice is nice. She is beautiful. I can understand why you fell in love with her. She is nothing like the plain girl that I was.”
“Before you became so mean, I thought I loved you. Your looks were never our problem. I still wonder why, how, you went from being that shy, sweet girl to such a mean person. You hurt me. You hurt Victor.”
“I don’t know exactly. Maybe I was always mean. It is just when I stopped being so shy I became more bold, more ruthless, more evil. I had grown so tired of feeling invisible, but that is just an excuse that I sometimes tell myself.”
“In a moment of weakness I slept with my stepmother. I don’t exactly walk on water.”
“Tabitha told me. Tabitha thought it was awful but I understood. She was your girlfriend first. To me, stealing her back kind of seemed the right thing to do?”
“It was not like that. It was a moment of weakness. I was not trying to steal her back. It just happened.”
“Of course it wasn’t like that. You are a good boy without a devious bone in that very sexy body of yours. Are you sure you don’t want to fuck?”
“Sorry.”
“Sure. If not to fuck, why did you want me to come here?”
“Dr. Donald Higby will be here shortly with my mom. In sessions my mom has mentioned that she did something to Victor but she has not told Dr. Higby what. I have not told him either. She has told Dr. Higby that she will tell him but only if he will allow her to visit here. So he is bringing mom here.”
“Why would you want me to be here to relive that God awful day?”
“Because the truth is that I have put that memory into the abstract. Jossette and I would refer to that day as the day that mom spanked Victor but of course it was much more than that. She tried to murder Victor.”
Rita’s voice rose a pitch. There was emotion in her voice. “I know. It wasn’t just your mother though. I was crazy that day.”
“I know mom blamed you. Dr. Higby says that mom mentions you in trying to explain what she will not even talk about. That is the reason Dr. Higby wanted you here. I am sorry to put you through this.”
“I was to blame. I know I did wrong that day. I was as evil as your mom. She at least had the excuse of being crazy on drugs. I was stone cold sober and I wanted your mom to kill Victor. I don’t want to revisit my insanity of that day. I am leaving.”
“Why did you hate Victor?”
“Because you and Jossette loved him so much. I was the daughter of your cook and you took me on your dates with Victor. Those were not double dates. You were dating Victor. You were in love with him as much as Jossette was in love with him.”
“I am not gay.”
“You loved Victor more than me. I was this plain girl. I was ugly. I knew I was ugly. And I was dumb. Next to Victor and Jossette and even you, I was an idiot. The only clothes that my sister Tabitha and I had that were not hand sewn out of plain, ugly cloth were clothes given to us by Jossette. Jossette lived in a trailer and was poor. She was as poor as me. But your mom bought her the most beautiful clothes. Your mom never bought Tabitha and me something first. We always got Jossette’s rejects.”
“It was not like that. Mom bought clothes for the three of you.”
“Jossette always got first picking. But worse, the clothes would always look so beautiful on her. Even when I wore the same dress she had worn, it never looked so good on me. It was ugly. I was so ugly. And I knew it.”
“You weren’t ugly to me. I loved you. I did love you.”
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“No you didn’t. There was nothing there to love. I was backwards. I was painfully shy with almost no personality. You loved Victor.”
“I idolized Victor. He changed my outlook on life. He helped give me self-confidence where previously I had none. He taught me how to handle my father. Before Victor, I was a sickly kid who was so terrified of everything, there were times I wanted to die.”
“In my mind, Victor stole you from me. I hated him so much that I wanted him dead. Now I have to live with that. I have to live with the part I played in your mom’s drug induced insanity.”
“At Jossette’s funeral my mom tried to kill herself. Now she is in the Hearthville Mental Institution. She has lucid days but other days she is off in fantasy land. They feel like they still have to keep her under suicide watch.”
“Jossette is dead? Tabitha didn’t tell me. No one told me. I had been told that Rachel is in a mental institution but I did not know about Jossette. She is dead?”
“Yes.”
Rita was visibly upset at the news but she wanted to pretend otherwise. “Well excuse me if I don’t cry.”
Steed stared at Rita. He wasn’t sure what to say.
Rita said, “Tell me this.”
“Sure. I guess. What?”
“How did it feel when Jossette stopped dating Victor and you couldn’t use her and me as a way to date Victor?”
Steed did not say anything. Starting to feel angry, he turned to walk away from Rita. She grabbed him by the shoulder. She spun him around. She asked, “Are you now dating Judy as a way to be close to Victor?”
“I am not gay.”
“Maybe you should be. Selby James is bisexual. Sally Smith couldn’t handle her fellow liking other fellows, but hey I dig it. Selby is kind of the perfect replacement for you, only he knows that he is queer. Of course he did lie about it for awhile. He tried to deny it. He wanted to love Sally and only Sally but the man just loves cock too much. Do you ever have fantasies of having Victor’s big juicy cock in your mouth?”
“You are not the same girl that I loved.”
“If you loved me, which I doubt, you loved a lie. But then that is what a woman being used by a gay man to hide that he is queer, is, isn’t it. A lie.”
“I loved Victor as a brother. There was nothing sexual between us. He is straight. I am straight. And I don’t know what the hell you are.”
“I am a slut. I am slutty Rita. You could have had sex with me anytime you wanted, but you didn’t. You didn’t want to have sex with me. You wanted to have sex with Victor.”
“You are crazy.”
“I am leaving.”
“No. Please. Look. Dr. Donald Higby will be here soon with my mom. You will be paid money if you cooperate and be honest with what happened that day.”
“How much money?”
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“How much do you want?”
Rita thought a second. “I don’t want money. I want you to have sex with me and Selby James. I want you to suck the cock of Selby James. I want you to let Selby James pound your ass so hard that you cry into my vagina that you will be sucking on. That is what I want.”
“I am not going to do that. If you don’t cooperate, what I will do is I will have drugs planted in your car when you least expect it. I will have you arrested. Then behind bars you will get to enjoy all the lesbian sex that you want. Do you think you will enjoy lesbian sex with a 300 pound woman who is holding a sheave to your neck.”
“I am leaving.”
“My father can fire your sister Tabitha. You are staying.”
“You are a son of a bitch.”
“I have called her worse but I love my mom and I want her better.”
“I hate you. I hate you more than words can describe.”
“I will have my father write you a check for $20,000 for your time today.”
“Will Dr. Higby report what I say today to the police. Am I going to be put in legal jeopardy?”
“Dr. Higby understands that if he reports anything he learns in dealing with my mom to the law, then he will face a death sentence. Dr. Higby has more than one mafia client.”
Rita laughed. “It must be nice to have a license to kill. But me, I know I could go to jail for what I helped your mom to do. Can I really trust Dr. Higby? Can I really trust you?”
“Yes.”
Steed’s phone began to ring. He answered the phone.
“This is Dr. Higby. I am sorry. Your mom is having an off day. I don’t think having a session at the mansion would accomplish anything today. We were about to get into the limousine when your mom started trying to escape.”
“Okay.”
Steed hung up.
Steed looked at Rita. “Mom is having an off day. I am sorry that I had you come out here. I am sorry for everything.”
Rita nodded. “Before you ever call me again to ask me for a favor, any kind of favor, you had better be prepared to let Selby James fuck you with me watching. Maybe more than watching.”
“Honey, if you don’t want to end up in jail, you had better do any favor that I ask.”
“Does Judy the Virgin know that she is dating a monster who is in love with her brother?”
“I am not gay.”
“So prove it. You get naked. I will get naked. We will fuck right there on that table where my mom use to serve you breakfast like she was a dutiful slave to you, little Prince Charming.”
Rita was not wearing a bra. She opened the black blouse she was wearing to reveal her nice breasts.
Steed said, “I am not going to have sex with you.”
Rita shoved Steed back against the kitchen cabinets. She forcefully kissed him. Then she backed away. She looked at the horny expression on his face. She moved back to rub herself against him. With a devilish smile she pulled his shirt over his head. She kissed his nipples.
Steed moaned. “I don’t want to do this.”
“You know you do. That virgin Judy will not do for you what I will do for you.”
“This is wrong.”
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“Wrong is denying your homosexual love for Victor. Wrong is fucking with your stepmother. This is right. This is so right.”
Rita yanked Steed’s pants down. His dick was hard. He was fully erect. “Are you thinking about Victor?”
Rita sank to her knees. She put Steed’s cock in her mouth.
Steed whimpered. “Fuck. Fuck.” Steed shoved his cock in and out of Rita’s mouth. “Oh yeah. Gag on my cock. Choke on it.” Steed pounded her mouth hard. He shoved his cock down her throat. She coughed. She gagged. She pulled away and fell back on the floor.
Steed pulled his pants back up. Zipping up he looked at Rita, half naked, laying on the floor. “Get dressed. I want to get out of here.”
“No. I am not leaving until I feel your hard cock in my pussy. I want you to pound my pussy.”
Steed put his shirt back on. He grabbed Rita by the hair of her head. He dragged her from the kitchen onto the patio. He locked the kitchen door. He looked down at Rita on the concrete patio, rubbing her scalp where he had pulled her by her hair.
Rita looked up at him. “I hate you.”
Steed smiled. He spit in her face. “You love me.”
She wiped the spit from her face into her hand. She smiled. “We will see how much I love you. We will see.”
Leaving Rita sitting on the patio, Steed walked around to his car. His hand was shaking as he got his car key out of his pocket. He opened his car door and crawled inside his car. He banged his head on the steering wheel. “I almost had sex with evil, evil, evil, Rita. Damn it. I don’t want to cheat on Judy. I want to have sex with Judy. How in the hell am I going to convince Judy that we are ready for the next level in our relationship.”
Steed cranked his car and drove off.
Rita buttoned up her blouse up. She stood up and adjusted her clothes. She sat down at a concrete table on the patio. She looked at the covered swimming pool. She remembered sitting exactly there at the table when Steed’s mom, Rachel had sat down with her.
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