Yes, Mother (Editing)

Chapter Four:

A month passed, and soon enough, the wedding was upon us tomorrow. Jared had moved into the house officially, making my life a living hell. He treated me like a slave when he wasn't working. I'd be forced to scrub the whole house clean with an oversized scrubbing brush on my hands and knees, I'd have to get him whatever he wanted from the kitchen, etc, and I even overheard them in the bedroom, him grunting like an ape and Mother screaming like an angel. It literally killed me inside to hear her screaming, knowing I'm not the one causing it. I wanted to rip off my ears when I heard them, and then I wanted to rip his throat out of neck. There were so many morbid, psychotic ideas running through my mind, but they were comforting, and encouraging.

Sitting in the livingroom, I was attempting to watch the news, until I heard banging against the walls, so i turned up the television. Moans soon accompanied the banging, mainly manly, but every now and then, Mother would chime in. It wasn't bad hearing her, but him. He made me sick. I felt nauseous just knowing what they did in there. He was so sloppy with it, hollering out way before Mother was close. I've heard her afterwards. I've heard her walk out of the room and go take a bubble bath, finishing herself off because that man wasn't capable of doing it. He was obviously incompetent, but I had no clue why she stayed with him because he obviously wasn't worthy enough to be with her.

Almost on time, Jared screamed out, and the banging stopped abruptly. Turning the tv back to a quiet sound, I overheard the bathroom door creak. I knew exactly what that meant. Getting off the couch, I walked to the other bathroom door and pried it open slowly. I could just make out the slight curves of Mother as she stepped into the bathtub filled with a thick layer of bubbles on top and water. When she was fully submerged in the water, she tilted her head back, the bubbles reaching to the tops of her breast. Walking into the room, she looked up at me, bit her lip, and smiled at me seductively.

"What're you doing Madeline?"

Looking down at the tiled floors, a shy grin crossed my face while my cheeks blushed as red as my hair.

"Come here my dear," Mother spoke, reaching her out and leaning her arm on the edge of the tub.

Obeying, I scattered towards her and sat on the edge right next to her hand. Her fingers trailed up my leggings from my knees to the elastic around my waist. I bit my lip, watching her fingers, knowing what she was going to do. Snapping the fabric against my waist, another smile crept across my face. Looking up at Mother, her brown eyes were clouded with lust as they peered into my own.

"Why don't you," she spoke, bringing one leg to rest over the other, "take of your leggings and panties, then your shirt."

All giddy inside, I kicked off my leggings in a hurry and was about to do the same with my panties until mother told me to go slow. Grabbing the laced fabric in my fingertips, I slid them down my legs, bending down until the fell to my ankles. Stepping out of them, I gripped the bottom of my tee shirt and tossed it over my head. Unlatching my bra, I allowed it to fall to the floor on it's own as I brought one arm to cover my chest and my leg to cover my secret area. I looked down at the floor with a shy smile on my face, watching my toes wiggle as I usually did.

"Come here," Mother beckoned with her voice and index finger, and so I did, but I never removed my gaze from my feet.

Hearing the light swooshing of water, I listened to Mother once more.

"Look at me when I talk to you Madeline, do you hear me?"

"Yes Mother," I said as I moved my gaze upward.

Taking in Mother's appearance, she was sitting up, the water descending down her breast, revealing just the tops while the tips of her brown locks were drenched with water. I watched her brown eyes scan my body, but she seemed unsatisfied.

"Closer," she spoke quietly, calling me with her boney finger once more.

Moving to the edge of the bathtub once more, I kept my body covered, but Mother sat up further and attempted to remove my arm.

"Why are you so timid my princess? I've seen your petite body many times before."

My cheeks blushed as red as my hair once more as a shy smile crossed my lips.

"Come on, my petite, I want to see you, all of you. Now step in the tub." she spoke seductively.

Following her instructions like a sirens' song, I stepped into the water and removed all cover from my secret area, then removed the arm across my chest and allowed it to drape down to my sides.

"Now sit down, princess."

Doing so, I submerged my body in the still scolding water. I exhaled loudly as the liquid ran overtop of me and my skin collided with Mother's. Mother took her legs and wrapped them around my waist to where we were facing each other. She pulled me closer into her with ease, wrapping her arms around the small of my back. Breathing heavily, I kept eye contact with Mother and repeated her exact motions. She licked her lips, then leaned in and pecked my lips.

"I missed you princess. You're so beautiful and your body," she paused, looking me up and down from the bubbly water. "It's so flawless and perfect."

I felt one of her hands move and knead my breast. Blushing, I gaped my mouth and leaned in, resting my forehead on Mother's. Taking one of my hands, I placed it on her thigh as I allowed the other to trail down her thigh to her center. A mischievous grin appeared on her face as she took the hand that was massaging my breast and placed it on my own that was slowly making it's way down.

"Eager, are we?" Mother chuckled.

Peering at her with innocent eyes, "Please?" I asked.

She laughed as a response, but leaned in. Every inch closer that she moved, I closed my eyes slightly. By the time her supple lips met my own, my eyes shot open and I was greeted with a fabulous view of my white ceiling and the sound of my alarm clock ringing. Reaching over, I slapped the snooze button and rubbed my eyes.

"I must be going mad," I said a-loudly.