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Post by D.J. Mac on Jul 4, 2010 23:41:38 GMT -5
Doreen MacArthur was always an early riser. She found it was easier to get housework done while the "boys" slept in for a time or two. She had finished with the laundry and took a stack of clothes to DJ's room.
She quietly opened the door and went to his dresser. As she put his clothes away, she looked in the mirror and saw DJ sleeping there with a girl in the bed next to him. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.
She felt weak at the knees and bumped the dresser knocking over a couple of glass bottles, which startled DJ. He sat up in bed, quickly knowing he had been caught. "Mom I can..." his words cut off as she ran from the room.
He got out of bed, slipped into a pair of shorts and went to find his mother. She was sitting at the kitchen table, shaking and with tears in her eyes.
"Douglas James MacArthur, what the hell do you think your doing? I just...this isn't like you!"
"Mom, its Trixie, the girl who came over the other night. We've been dating and well, one thing lead to another." He wasn't ashamed about this just embarrassed that he was caught. "But we play it safe." He went to give her a hug but she pushed away from him.
"Just...just go to your room till I calm down."
He nodded and started to his room, where he saw Trixie in the bed.
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Post by Trixie Michaels on Jul 5, 2010 0:32:39 GMT -5
Trixie had one hell of a night. D; could be quite the animal when he wanted to be. She slept soundly curled into his arms. Trixie had forgotten DJ's parents. She forgot they could just walk right in and see her laying naked in their sons arms which is just what DJ's mother did. Trixie woke up when she head a noise by DJ's dresser. She saw DJ's mom storm out of the room. Then DJ went after her. Trixie felt her face flush red. She was sure she would be forbidden from seeing DJ from now on.
Trixie pulled the covers up her body as she looked around. Her clothes were scattered everywhere. She slide out of bed and started to pick her clothes up and get dressed. As DJ walked back in Trixie was pulling on her jeans. All she had left was her shirt. "Have you seen my shirt?" She asked DJ not wanting to look at him.
But she couldnlt find her shirt any where. "How bad is it?" She asked finally turning to look at DJ. "I guess I should probably go. I would suggest I go out the window, but its three stories up." Trixie said finally finding her shirt, which DJ had found. "Can I get my shirt?" She asked him.
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Post by D.J. Mac on Jul 6, 2010 0:13:40 GMT -5
"She wouldn't even let me explain." He sighed as he sat on the edge of the bed. He ran a hand though his hair. He looked up at Trixie who was gathering her clothes.
"Not sure where it is, go ahead and take one of my t-shirts for now." He watched her for a moment. "No, you don't have to go, in fact I wish you'd stay. Even spend the day, I haven't been grounded or anything." He went over to her and stroked her hair. "Mom has to realize I'm not a little boy any more." DJ kissed Trixie deeply, ignoring the bedroom door being open. If anyone saw them that was their problem.
"Besides now that the rain has quit, I can take the bike out. I know how much the leather turned you on." He grinned slightly.
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Post by Trixie Michaels on Jul 6, 2010 1:09:49 GMT -5
Trixie looked at him, "I am wearing day old clothes, I have not had a shower or brushed my teeth and you want to kiss me and have me stay. You must be delusional." Trixie said looking at him. She closed her eyes feeling him stroke her hair. "I know, and I want her to see you have grown up versus me being the one who forced you to give up as parents call it your most precious gift." Trixie put that in quotations mark.
Soon he was kissing her. She could not help but kiss back just as deeply and passionately. She could not resist him when he did that, "You really think you won't be grounded and will be able to keep me around. Mothers tend to not like the whores who sleep with their sons." Trixie said looking in his eyes. She hoped his mother came to terms with this. They were careful. She was on the pill, DJ had condoms. They were doubly protected one could say.
"You had to tempt me with the leather. We both know where that will lead us. " She purred. "I think I have gotten you addicted to certain activities." She told him laughing. "Okay, i will stay, but after I have a shower at least, and perhaps that bike of yours can head toward my house so I can grab a change of clothes." She said kissing him again. She too was unaware the door was open and that people could catch them.
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Post by D.J. Mac on Jul 10, 2010 1:21:26 GMT -5
"It's you in primitive form," DJ grinned feeling better. "I know I like seeing that side of you." He held her close, gently swaying. "That's the trouble with being an only child I guess."
DJ gave Trixie a hard stare. "You aren't a whore Trixie. A whore is someone that would go sleeping around with others while seeing a person. Yes we had a rocky start but we worked through it. This was just a shock to her that's all."
"You got it, shower is third door on the left. I wouldn't panic too much, I think the only one who might wonder who is showering would be Doofus." He kissed her once again and smacked his lips. "Mmm nothing like a morning mouth kiss."
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Post by Trixie Michaels on Jul 10, 2010 6:23:00 GMT -5
"The naked side or the fiesty side." She joked. Trixie sigh and shook her head. "You are nuts." She kissed him back though loving how he liked morning kisses. "Yeah rocky start is one way of putting it. I am not sure many people can say they started out the way we did. Of course your persistance helped...a lot." Trixie admitted. "It was only suppose to be one night." Look where that ended up. Trixie had a boyfriend that actually kept her on her toes and made her smile.
"Time for a shower and then I guess I will figure out what to wear exactly. I must admit I have been spending more and more time here, with you. I hope that's not scaring you." Trixie was in that honeymoon phase where she just wanted to spend all her time with DJ. Of course she was aware she might have to back off a tad now that his mother found out. Oh and wait till she told DJ's dad. Trixie was not looking forward to that.
"Be back soon, and don't think about sneaking into that shower with me." Trix winked and kissd DJ passionatly. She slide her tongue between his lips and massaged his for a few moments before pulling away. "Don't miss me." She smirked. "If you do then I knew I have you whiped already. That's a record. I do love being in charge." Trixie said as she walked out of DJ's room toward the bathroom. She hoped she didn't run into his mom, but if she did, she would have to deal with it.
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