Welcome Home Son

Three years ,behind bars gave me too much time to think how stupid my Mother had been letting the Cops in the front door, She owed me big time .

April 15th 8.20am .Dear Diary, Today’s the day Charlie gets released from prison, one side of me is so happy and the other side of me is wanting to run and hide. I have not seen him since the trial, everytime I wrote to him and said I wanted to visit he wrote back and said no it’s to far for you to come and I will be home soon anyway, we can catch up then.
He never did answer the first letter I wrote him where I apologised for being so stupid and not thinking when the police turned up ,it just didn’t cross my mind that he could be in trouble.
I am off to get a bottle of champagne and a fridge full of beer, going to fill up the fridge with his favorite foods,I guess he didn’t get steak and eggs with fried tomatoes and mushrooms much inside prison .God I hate that word prison. OK be back.
Three fucking years in this hell hole, three fucking years of a five year sentence because my stupid Mother didn’t have the fucking sense to refuse the Old Bill permission to come in the house without a warrant. I feel that when I get out of here I shouldn’t go back home,I want to hurt the cunt for being so fucking stupid.
Waking up at 10 o’clock on a Sunday morning with three cops standing over you isn’t the best way to start the day, and of course it didn’t take them long to find the bag of crack as big as Santa’s fucking sack that Johnny Lemon had give me the night before to hold for him, then the fucking asshole sang like a fucking canary when he got picked up slinging on the fucking corner two hours later.Another fucker I am going to fucking hurt when I get out of here.
April 15th 5.45pm, Dear Diary, well it’s that time, Charlie’s bus gets into downtown at 6.40 so I am going to leave now and be down there in plenty of time,I don’t want him standing around waiting for me. I hope everything goes well , my tummy is feeling all school exam nerves. I bought a new dress and shoes to meet him in, I hope he likes them, I am sure he will ,he always used to joke when I dropped him off at work somedays the guys were all convinced I was his girlfriend and he never told them any different. Some times when there was a bunch of guys standing around he would tell me to get out of the car, and he would laugh as he pretended to give me a romantic kiss goodbye, then he would say spin the tires as you drive away, and we would both giggle.
April 15th 7.30 pm, Dear Diary. Were home, Charlie is upstairs in the shower or bath, he has changed so much since I last saw him being led away from the trial. He has gone from my little boy to a man, he is so much bigger now, he said he worked out everyday his muscles are so big.
He didn’t want to talk much about prison, in fact he didn’t want to talk much about anything and he isn’t that happy 22 year old I lost to the prison system three years ago.
H seems to be angry over everything, and the only time he laughed was when he asked me about his friend Johnny Lemon and I had to tell him he had been killed, they say at work running across the road trying to evade the police a couple of months ago ,only a week after he had been released from prison.
” Your doing well ” I said as I got in the new car she was driving. OK it wasn’t new it was an 8 year old Kia some fucking thing ,SSY or GT whatever shit they put on cars ,but it sure was a step up from the 20 year old piece of shit she had been driving when I went inside, “and you look well” I said.
” Do you like my dress ” she said pulling the hem down a little as if she was trying to cover her thigh from my eyes, “yes “I said “did you rob a bank or win the lottery” I asked, and she laughed.
“Nnnnoooo” she said slowly “,I got a promotion at work” . I smiled to myself , “you got a promotion , how the fuck did you get a promotion what does someone working stocking shelves become ,managing fucking director.” “Don’t be nasty Charlie “she said, “and stop swearing so much ,your home now ,not with those people back in ” she went quiet,before saying softly ” I have a friend , he has helped me since you went, went ,well since you went away” .
“Fuck he had better not be at home ” I said rather angrily, ” of course he isn’t “my Mother said quickly, “he knows your coming home, he even has a job waiting for you ,you can start Monday.” “What the fuck “I said , “who the hell is it “. ” Mr. Cooper” she said looking ahead as we turned into our road.
“You’ve done well fucking the owner of the company, I thought that fucker was married ” I said. “He is she said without looking at me, but his wife is very nasty to him, they live together but don’t do anything” “What do you mean anything “I said ,but before she could answer I said ” Oh God my Mother the slut ” and I could feel the anger building up inside of me, I will kill the Mother fucker for using my stupid Mother as a fucking whore I could hear myself saying inside my head .
“What does he bend you over in the stock room when he wants to get his rocks off I asked nastily, she just looked at me and said “no”, then she got out of the car and walked inside the house leaving me sitting there.
April 16th 11am. I am still in bed, I have just heard Charlie leave in my car,I hope he drives it carefully. I need to get up and get in the bath, Charlies cum is drying on my skin, he climaxed all over my face , and boobs before he went out this morning ,I don’t know how I feel this morning,I do know I will not bring beer into this house again all the time Charlie is living here. I was fast asleep when I felt his cock pushing at my mouth and when I said no, no, no,he actually pick up the other pillow on my bed and put it over my face like he was going to smother me.
I t is all my fault I was angry with him for insulting me saying I was Dave Cooper’s slut when we were in the car, but by the time he came indoors I had almost put it behind me, although he had pissed me off ,but I opened the champagne and we finished the bottle in ten minutes, then he started on the beer and I started drinking gin and juice.
We were getting drunk and Charlie kept bring the conversation around to sex,I even remember telling him that Dave liked it when I sucked his dick, and Charlie said do you swallow it and I got up and pretended I was angry but I promptly fell back onto the couch laughing half drunk. He stood up and came over to the couch grabbing my ankles he pulled me almost off the edge and yanked my legs open wide.
He asked me again do you swallow and I was screaming and laughing for him to let me go, and he kept say well do you and I said yes, yes I do, now let me go and he pulled me off the couch so I was sitting on the floor,then he pulled me across the floor until I was laying there on my back , then he let my ankles go and I laid there laughing.
Fuck I don’t know why ,but seeing her laying there with her legs open, her dress pulled up around her ass , her panties showing ,mouth open where she was laughing, I decided there and then I was going to get my dick sucked .
She laid there on the floor and watched as I pulled my shirt over my head, unzipped my pants and stepped out of them and my underwear, my cock was hard as fucking nails and she gave out a little whimper as I put a foot each side of her tits , knelt down and held my cock inches from her mouth .
“Charlie “was all she said , “I told her to shut the fuck up and open her mouth” and when she didn’t do it I pinched her nose and she let out a little cry. “You fucking owe me big time “, I said squeezing her nose hard, I could feel her hands banging against my legs, and she screamed out let me go and she had tears in her eyes. “Open ,open” I said and she opened her mouth ,getting up on my knees I started to push my cock in between her red lipstick lips , I could feel her tongue rubbing under the big head of my dick, then she coughed and kind of gagged as I pushed it down her throat.
She was banging my legs hard so I pulled my cock out of her mouth, she coughed and spluttered, and eventually said ” get off me and lay on your back” and as soon as I did she was on me sucking and rubbing my cock like a true whore.
I closed my eyes and thought to myself fuck this feels better than anything I got from the gay guys inside, three or four time while I was in there I let one of them suck me off for a few smokes, hey trust me if you close your eyes and imagine it’s Beyonce’s or that fat ass Kardashian bitch doing it ,it really don’t feel much different , but my Mothers mouth was warm and felt wet and slid up and down my cock, Vave Cooper had done a good job teaching her to do this.
My mind flashed back to an argument her and my old man had had just before he left, I was probably about 14 and he had come home late one night, and I woke up to hear him say ” Christine suck my fucking cock or I swear I am out of here for good “. I guess she didn’t because apart from a Christmas Card with 50 bucks in it for the next couple of years, I never saw hide or hair of him again.
I could feel my cum getting ready to explode out of my cock, I remember screaming ” suck it bitch and swallow every fu ” then the rest was a blur, I opened my eyes to see my Mother half kneeling up over me, a dribble of cum leaving her mouth and running down her chin.
“Did you swallow it” I said with a hoarse voice,she opened her mouth and nodded yes, bent back down and kissed my cock, before slowly standing up. ” God your fucking big you almost fucking choked me” she said with a wry grin on her face, “I will next time ” I said ,and she said ” there won’t be a next time, that was your welcome home gift I hope you enjoyed it” “I did ” I said thinking to myself your dreaming I want more of that.

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