She pulled back to look at me.
“You don’t think you’re moving too fast?”
I thought about me, laying on Kasey’s bed, making out with her – as her mother rode my cock until I filled her with danger-sauce.
“It’s definitely been a bit of a wild ride,” I said, only realizing – after the words had come out of my mouth – what a double entendre it was. “She is one of the most analytical girls I think I’ve ever met.”
“She’s beautiful.”
“She is – but she isn’t stuck up.”
“You’ve liked her for a while.”
“Until she hit me with this spreadsheet thing, I didn’t even think she knew I existed. As it turns out, she had really done her homework – no pun intended.”
Mom giggled.
“I’m having an egg sandwich and a glass of Sunny D. You want some?”
“That would be great.”
Since she was already standing at the stove, I grabbed the carton of eggs and the juice jug for her – and went to collect a plate, fork, and glass. Mom cracked two eggs into the still-warm skillet.
I threw two slices of bread into the toaster, poured our juice, and returned the cold-stuff to the fridge.
As we ate, I told her about taking Kasey home and discovering Grandma Williams’ car – although I didn’t mention what I’d done.
“That’s why you stayed there?”
“Yeah. Her grandma’s nasty – and Kasey & her mom both get really anxious whenever she’s around. I thought I’d stay in case the witch showed up at the door. The car was gone when I came home though.”
“She definitely seems to have an overactive interest in what’s going on in that house,” mom said.
I didn’t say anything else. This was the first time I had mentioned Grandma Williams and the story was sordid enough that I didn’t want to give mom everything – because I’d have to be careful about not revealing things I should be keeping quiet.
I thought back to what my dad’s mom had said about the woman, however, and just about shot my Sunny D out of my nose as I was finishing my juice.
“You okay?!” mom gasped, jumping up.
I was laughing as I ran to grab a paper towel to clean myself.
“Yeah – just thinking about something Grandma Mitchell said about Kasey’s grandma. Apparently, she remembers her from school.”
“If my mother-in-law doesn’t like her, there must be a reason,” mom said.
“Grandma said she obviously hasn’t changed much over the years,” I said, paraphrasing generously.
“Oh, my!” mom replied.
~~~ Friday ~~~
At five o’clock, mom & I got into her car to head to #24 Mulberry.
On the way there, it started to rain. Since I’d tentatively planned to go putt-putting, I needed a new idea. Mom wasn’t too hot on mini-golf anyway – so she wasn’t disappointed.
I texted Kasey. She checked with her mom – but their first suggestion was also an outdoor activity.
I thought about how much fun the wedding party had, doing the escape room challenge, and asked Kasey if she thought the four of us could handle one by ourselves. She said she thought her mom would like it – and I was pretty sure mine would as well.
We let the moms pick the room. It was a blow-out! We were out of the room with 15 minutes to spare – and Kasey & I barely even got to help. The moms however, had a heyday – and were unabashedly joyful about their victory. The girl at the counter told us that only one other group had beaten that room with a faster time.
We bought the two of them T-shirts that proclaimed their triumph – with the name of the room emblazoned across the front.
Mrs. Williams immediately ripped off her blouse to don the new shirt – briefly flashing her lacy boulder-holder to everyone in the lobby during the exchange. I was just glad she’d been wearing a bra!
Mom excused herself to the ladies’ room and came back wearing her new shirt as well.
We got in the car and headed to Benny’s for dinner. Mrs. Williams rode up front with mom – and Kasey rode in the back with me.
The two of us were just holding hands – and sitting close – but my future mother-in-law kept looking back at us like we were having sex. Kasey finally stuck her tongue out at her mom and she turned to face the front.
We walked into Benny’s to see that the place looked completely different – well – not completely. The kitchen, the counter, and the seating was the same – but the menus were now digital – and the old cash register had been replaced with a tablet.
Cindy giggled and showed me that she could undock the device to take our order at the table.
Paul waved from the booth in the back – where it looked like he’d set up a whole computer shop.
Benny came out to say hello to mom – and to meet Mrs. Williams. He was gushing about all of the updates that Paul had made.
We left Cindy’s dad talking to the moms and went back to see Paul. When she stood next to him, he reached around and grabbed her butt. She leaned down and gave him a kiss.
She told us that her dad was so excited about everything Paul was doing that she was secretly worried that the two of them were in love – and she was just the side-bitch.
Paul had updated Benny’s website – adding online ordering – with a printer in the kitchen that spat out a ticket for each order – so Benny could keep them all straight.
He had also managed to bring the restaurant’s inventory & ordering system into the new century. Cindy said her dad was amazed at how the computer had already ordered what they needed – before Benny even knew they were running low.
They’d had signs made for two parking spaces, devoted solely to curbside-pickup – and were going to be getting three more for when things were busy – and things were busier than ever!
The online ordering had almost doubled their sales. Cindy said her dad was so happy that he’d taken Paul’s suggestion to close on Mondays & Tuesdays without blinking an eye.
Everybody’s stress was much more manageable – now that they got a break each week – even with them being busier the other days.
Paul had grabbed a couple big-screen TVs on the cheap during Prime Day and had moved Benny’s menus from analog to digital. Everybody was happy about not having to dig out a step-ladder to update prices – and customers seemed to go crazy over the pictures Paul had added for each menu-item.