Ashley spun around, a look of shock on her face. “Judy Nixon, what did you just say?”
Judy grinned back, completely unperturbed.
“I said,’ you should have asked…!”
“I heard what you said, Judy, I wanna know what you mean by it!” interrupted Ashley.
Judy looked her in the eye.
“Ash, your Mom’s cute, my dad’s single, he’s coming back to see Nick tomorrow, and for the record, my dad NEVER makes house-calls, and he was all goo-goo, dreamy-eyed when he left, it was sickening, really, so yeah, maybe we should get them together, see what happens, who knows…!”
Ashley smiled at the thought.
“It would be kind of cool for her to date someone, she’s been alone for four years now, and you know what it’s been like for us, for her, all… this, around us, maybe you’re right…”
Their voices faded as they went into the dining room, and I suddenly felt an overwhelming need to sleep, exhaustion rising up out of nowhere and pulling my eyes shut.
I woke early, the sounds of Mother getting ready to go to work clear and distinct in the early morning. She looked in on me, and smiled back when I smiled at her.
“Good morning, sleepyhead, how are you this morning? You had us all quite worried yesterday, so Ashley’s taking the day off to stay with you in case you need anything. Dr. Nixon is also coming to see you later, so you just rest, you’ve been overdoing things a little and you need to get your strength up. See you tonight, honey, and listen to what Ashley tells you!” she smiled mock sternly.
I heard her telling Ashley I was awake, and to listen out for me, and then the sound of the front door closing and the car pulling away. I daydreamed for a while, until I felt eyes on me, and there was Ashley in the bedroom doorway, wearing a longish T-shirt and panties and grinning broadly.
“Hi Nicky, need some company?” she drawled, and my cock immediately jumped. Without waiting for an answer, she peeled off her T-shirt and panties and slid into bed next to me, wrapping her arms around me and hugging me close.
“God, baby, you had me worried last night! How the hell I got you back in the car is a mystery, you weigh a ton, you big slab of meat! What happened, Nicky, I was so scared!”
I told her what I remembered, that I’d flashed-back on Barbara looking after me when I was small, and how in the midst of all the new things happening to me, especially Ashley, I’d pushed her to the back of my mind, virtually forgotten her, after just a few days, when she’d been the centre of my life from early childhood!
All the things I remembered about Barbara, and my feelings for her, rushed out of me, snapshot memories, of Barbara holding me and comforting when the dream monsters came for me, kissing it better when hurt myself, walking me to school, her hand in mine, sitting me on her lap on chilly evenings, wrapping a robe around the two of us and making me warm and drowsy, then putting me to bed, and kissing me good night, a million childhood moments wrapped around the woman I’d loved most in the entire world, and now she was gone.
Once, and only once, had I tried to help her, and a few hours later she was dead, and I could never again hold her, tell her I was sorry, tell her I needed her; all my last chances, to tell her how much I loved her, to take her away somewhere safe, to make it right with her, had been taken from me in one blow. Once again the hollow loss and sick despair rose up and washed over me, the guilt a bright venomous thread through all of it, a stinging lash of reproach for not doing enough when she needed me most, and suddenly Ashley was there, holding me, looking deeply into my eyes.
“Nicky, listen to me, listen!” she said, softly but intently. “She’s always going to be there inside you, just like daddy’s always there inside me, his voice, the smell of his cologne, the feel of his bristly chin on Saturday mornings when he didn’t shave because he didn’t have to, and anytime I need to I can talk to him, and hear his voice, and feel connected to him again. That’s where Barbara is now, inside you, and you’ll always have her, no-one can take her away from you ever again. She may not have been your mother, but she was your Mom when you needed one; she made you who you are, and we’ll always be grateful for that.”
“She kept you safe, and at the end, she sent you away to make sure you stayed safe, that was her biggest gift to you. Treasure her memory, Nicky, and remember how much she loved you. Baby, you didn’t do anything wrong, at the end you did exactly what she wanted you to do. She loved you, and so she let you go, respect that, Nicky, remember her as she was, and keep her alive inside you, just like I keep my daddy alive inside me!”
I looked at her in wonder. Somehow she’d known to say exactly the right thing to pull me back out of myself, and again I felt myself drawing even closer to this enchanting, beautiful, exciting girl whose life I had so recently fallen into. I held her close and kissed her gratefully, thanking her for helping me see what Barbara had done for me, and why.
We lay a little while longer, enjoying the feel of skin on skin contact, the warmth and personal connection it brought. I was beginning to doze again, when I felt Ashley stirring restlessly against me. I turned to her and she seemed preoccupied about something, so I asked her what was wrong.
She got a little line between her eyebrows, a worry line.
“Nick, Judy’s dad, he knows about us, he asked Mom why you lived here and she told him you were her son, and it sure didn’t take him long to put two and two together. Judy’s cool with it, she says she’s envious of me, but I’m worried. Suppose he tells Mom before we get a chance to?”
I thought about it for a moment.
“Look, we already decided that we should go slow, so we shouldn’t go jumping the gun just yet. When I see him today, I’ll ask him to respect a confidence, and let you and I work it out with Mother; besides, I’m his patient, so if I ask him to keep a confidence, he has to respect doctor
atient privilege, doesn’t he? Or is that just something for the TV shows? He seems like a decent man, perhaps he’ll decide none of this is his business and keep out of it. Have faith, Ash, it will be alright, I promise!”
She grinned at me and her hand snaked down to grab my rapidly hardening cock.
“Do you swear by the power of this thing that it will be OK?” she grinned mischievously, giving me a quick shake and squeeze.
I grabbed her and disengaged her hand long enough to slip my shorts off, before pulling her on top of me.
“Now, where were we?” I asked her, and she immediately pulled herself up and kissed me passionately, my hands sliding down to grab and hold her delightfully firm and springy bum. Her kisses became slower, more considered, her tongue slowly fencing with mine as she ground and gyrated slowly on top of me, trapping my erect cock between her thighs as she slowly raised and lowered her pelvis. My manhood was throbbing painfully now, all seven inches and more at full stretch, and the sensation of her damp pussy lips sliding along it as she rubbed herself off on me pressed all my buttons and lit up my central nervous system like a Christmas tree.
She sat up and raised herself up slightly, aiming my cock with one small hand, and then slowly impaled herself on me, sliding down until I was embedded to the hilt in her. Then she started rocking back and forth, rising slightly as she did so, to rub her clit against my pubic hair as she pumped and squeezed me with her talented pussy muscles. Her movements caused my cock-head to flick against the neck of her womb, a sensation she obviously liked, judging by the groan she gave every time she did it, and the flush that spread down her throat and upper chest.
I rubbed and squeezed her nipples, making them stiff and solid, and each time I flicked them with my thumbs she groaned and tried to trap my hands against her breasts. At last she succeeded, and pressed my hands hard against her nipples, using my hands to stimulate herself. All the while the insistent motions of her hips as she rose and fell and gyrated on top of me were almost more than I could stand.
I dropped my hands down to hold her gorgeous arse, those fabulous globular buttocks drawing my hands like magnets, and as she pumped and shuddered above me, I squeezed and pulled them apart, one finger slowly sliding into her tight little anus, to pump in time with her as she pleasured herself on me. All too soon, her breathing began to hitch and speed up, and her movements on me became more uncontrolled, more frantic as she sped up, pumping and grinding and squeezing.
When her orgasm hit her, she screamed in release, her pussy rippling along the length of my cock like a milking machine, and I could hold back no longer. I cried out in the extremity of my own release, spunk bulleting out of me and deep inside her womb, splashing inside and spraying over her cervix. The sensation of me pumping inside her set her off again and the rippling contractions of her pussy rolled my own orgasm on and on, until at last I was wrung dry.
Ashley slumped down on top of me, breathless as she recovered from her shattering orgasm, eventually grinning and inching forward to kiss me.
“Thank you Nicky, as always, that was wonderful, I think I’ll keep you!” she grinned. I was about to say something when we were interrupted by the sound of someone clapping. Ashley screamed and dived for cover, and my heart sank as I realised we were caught cold. I looked up fearfully, expecting to see Mother, but instead Judy was standing there in the doorway, leaning against the frame, with one raised eyebrow and a huge grin pasted on her pixie face. She hip-swayed into the room and pulled the covers up over my mid-section, grinning down at Ashley.
“Quite a show Ash, interesting technique; you should get him to try ramming that toad-sticker in your ass, now that’ll really make you scream!” she smiled, and sat on the end of the bed.
“Judy! How did you … when… why are you here?” stammered Ashley.
“Slow down, sweetie! I figured you’d stay home today, girl, so I thought I’d come and get some of the sordid details, help you minister to the fallen, that sort of thing; seems you were ‘ministering’ quite well all by yourself! You really should check your front door is locked before you decide to fuck your big brother!”
Judy grinned a big, happy, shit-eating grin, obviously having a ball. “Just imagine, I could have been ANYBODY, your mom for starters; I mean, HOW bad would that have been! You are such a dirty girl, your own brother, I’m shocked, I’m speechless, I’m jealous!”