Control Freak ✔️

07 jupiter girl

Present-Day

An incessant ringing echoed in Crystal's eardrums and rattled her out of her deep slumber the next morning. With one hand, she aggressively rubbed her throbbing temples while her other hand smacked the snoring naked mass lying face-down beside her.

"Can you make sure Caleb is up for school, beloved?" the messy mop of black and silver strands murmured through the pillowcase.

"With great pleasure, my lord. Far be it from you to go wake up your own son," she growled while sliding from underneath the covers. A swift hand caught her by the wrist.

"Now, now," he said with a guilty grin. "I'm just a little tired from last night, okay?"

"Yes, tired from your late night of partying with your yacht club buddies while your birthday dinner went cold."

"Shareholders," he corrected. "Look, normally I'd do it another day, but their support this year is critically important. With the project we're undertaking over the next couple of years, we stand to lose a lot of money, and these men typically don't do things out of the kindness of their hearts. My dear, this is a game of chess, not checkers."

"Oh, how could I forget, you're so much smarter than me, I apologize. I'll go back to closing my mouth and opening my legs like you like." She snatched her wrist away and plunged back down to the mattress, lying stiff as a board with her folded legs pulled up to her waist.

Mr. Morris sat up on his elbow, pursing his lips together as he traced her bronze curves. Then he finally shrugged and said, "wouldn't be a bad start."

"You're a dick."

"You're a cunt," he growled before climbing on top of her. "We make a perfect pair."

"What about your son?" she halfheartedly protested, a lusty smirk beginning to emerge on her lips.

"He knows he's got school." Then, he was inside her.

About fifteen minutes later, Crystal was gathered back in her robe, struggling to fix her hair as she stumbled down the hallway.

"Caleb? Caleb! Are you up yet?" Crystal shouted. Her grating voice in the morning was a sound with which Caleb, in his deep state of sleep, was merely, superficially familiar, like a machine that could recognize a common input value, or a phantom signal transmitting from a distant dimension.

He didn't reply to her, even as he stirred from his sleep, shrinking away from the morning light with disdainful, squinting eyes as it painted his walls bright blue.

"Caleb!"

"Okay! Shit!"

There was a brief silence.

"Caleb? Are you actually out of bed?" she jabbered as she pushed the door open and Caleb immediately cursed himself for forgetting to lock it. "Why are you still in bed! I've been calling you!"

"Crystal, I'm getting up just get out of here you didn't even knock!"

"Get. Up. You need to get out of my house and go to school!" She started grasping at the comforter. Caleb pulled with even greater force in the opposite direction, almost shaking Crystal out of her robe. As she hung over him, he could feel the heat from her swinging breasts mere inches from his face. He tried to yank the comforter out of her grasp without making her fall over in the process. Having to explain his boner to his stepmom was not something he was looking forward to doing.

"Caleb, get out of bed now!"

"CRYSTAL! STOP! I'm naked okay!"

"Oh! Well, why didn't you just say that?" she immediately released the covers, slowly backing away with her hands up. She lowered her eyelids and teased, "the last thing I wanna see is your scrawny little pasty body, okay?"