Heather Ch. 06

Chapter 6: Heather Makes Her Choice

Part 1: Tammy and Fat Tony

Frank and Heather had to wait until they were alone to discuss her opportunity. Heather did not know exactly what that opportunity was other than fucking midgets. She has been leaning against it. Frank didn't want to go full-court press, so he gave her time.

Meanwhile, Tammy moved in with Heather and Frank. She ended up taking Julie's sleeping spot. With Tammy around, Frank could get almost daily erections. Heather could tell he had a thing for her. There was more she could learn.

Julie went back to college. Sofia managed to get the relocation and teaching requirement removed. They would think of something else for her to do, like help move bodies.

Back at college, she was Hitomi again. The frat boys begged her to dance for them or to at least see her boobs. They even took up a collection. She told them, "You missed your chance, boys. But if you don't mind a MILF, I think I may have someone for you."

They nodded. Anything other than spanking it.

Julie contacted Heather. Heather had been back for a spell but hadn't contacted Julie yet. She knew if she did, she would violate her NDA. She had a hard time keeping things from her. Julie asked, "Is your mom still dancing?"

And by dancing she meant still getting gang-fucked.

Heather was relieved she didn't ask her about the trip. "I could ask her. What did you have in mind?"

"I'm back at college, and Ben, the guy we fucked is asking for something for the frat. I was thinking of your mom if she is not busy."

"I'll ask her," Heather replied.

Julie then asked, "How was your NDA trip?"

Heather hesitated. "It was good. You know I can't talk about it."

Julie went on, "What famous dicks did you fuck?"

Heather only knew Jennifer, and none of the others. "None that I know of."

"That doesn't sound like an NDA agreement."

Heather cut the conversation short. "I'll ask Mom when she gets home and hung up the phone.

Tammy wasn't at home with Heather's husband. She was out servicing Fat Tony in his man cave. This was the first time she had ever entered Tony's project apartment. It was not what she expected. Tony sat in the middle of a horseshoe desk with a half-dozen computer screens. Each one was showing a different porn movie: Skylar, Brandy, Gabby, Ella, Pristine, and of course Hitomi. Tony swung around and took off his computer glasses. He was not wearing pants.

He spoke two words: "Suck me."

I guess that is why they call this a man cave. Cavemen live in it.

Tammy took her top off as it was crystal clear he liked titties.

Tammy was busy giving Tony a nice long sloppy blowjob. Tony said two more words. "Taint me."

He didn't want the long pleasure he paid for. Not interested in grabbing titties. He just wanted to get off. Tammy raised a digit and a load exploded in her mouth. Must have been a week's worth.

Tammy got up and walked to the door. A Keanu Reeves movie poster hung on the door, and she hadn't seen it when she came in. Her money was on a small table by the door, and she picked it up as she left. A picture of Wolfgang Pauli hung above the stand. It seemed odd, but not worth thinking about. She turned around before she left. Tony had his glasses back on, looking very closely at Skylar taking on 900 monster black cocks, as usual. What a slut.

Back at Frank's and Heather's place, Tammy told Frank about her encounter with Tony. It was boring. Frank asked if the Reeves poster was "John Wick."

"I think so. They all look the same to me." Tammy confessed.

Despite the anticlimactic story, Frank still performed. Heather's pussy was pleased.

Part 2: Tammy and the Boys

Heather mentioned that the Frat Boys wanted a stripper with benefits. Tammy wasn't interested until Frank said Heather wouldn't do it and he would love to hear about it.

Suddenly Tammy was interested. "Okay, I will make the sacrifice."

Heather got back to Julie and said Tammy agreed in principle. It was a matter of working through the price and venue. High-level talks were in the works. Heather also told Frank she wouldn't take Quiet Man's job. She was in her comfort zone and back to bartending.

Heather told her mom it is the 21st century and she needs to shave her bush for the young boys. "Gen Z loves that bald pussy."

Tammy knew it itched when it grew back. It would look like she had the crabs. No Thanks.

Tod's frat house, I Eta Pi, had the space. There couldn't be too much of a premium charge, but $100 for a blowjob would be acceptable. Tammy would taint them and move on. As young college boys, they could quickly recover if they wanted seconds, but they'd have to pay another $100.

Tammy needed a "doorman" to collect her fees. Heather wouldn't do it. She told Julie she would have to do it if she wanted this to happen. Julie said, "Okay, no problem."

Julie told Sofia what was going on with Heather and her mother. She said she was going to be there, just to collect money.

"NO FUCKING WAY are you going. You are not getting anywhere near those horny fucks," Sofia insisted.

"Why? I won't be doing anything other than collecting money and watching." Julie responded.

"Those guys won't leave you alone after you sucked them," Sofia countered.

"I just had sex with the one guy, and no one believes him," Julie corrected.

Sofia pointed out, "Yes, but you did sit naked on all their laps while getting felt up."

Wanting to lower the temperature, Julie joked, "In my defense. I did get paid for that."

Sofia said, "I'll tell you what. I'll go for you. They won't fuck with me."

Considering how Sofia handled that gawker during the Cubs game, she agreed it was the logical choice. "So I'll just stay home and watch 'Gilligan's Island'," she kidded.

Sofia warned, "Don't you dare watch 'Wednesday' without me.

Julie was taking the night off. Sofia is super active. Every day something new: archery, fencing, darts, hatchet throwing, target shooting, judo, karate, and some Brazilian fight thing. She didn't know why Sofia needed "The Vibe" to blow up targets.

Julie told Sofia that Tammy looked like Brandy Taylor, who Sofia had to look up. Did she really need a description? She would be the only cock-sucking stripper there.

Tammy, on the other hand, expected to see Julie, whom she knew from the wedding. She was surprised when Sofia introduced herself. Tammy said, "Okay, so we are on the same page. It is $100 per person, and they have to pay again if they want to cum a second time."

"Got it," Sofia said, winking.

About 20 guys were there, including Tod, Ben, Jack and Clifford, who were at Poker Night, and only Ben got to poke anyone. Technically it was a blowjob, but that was more than the guys who left. They wanted the co-eds, but a MILF would have to do.

Those four guys had seen Sofia at Poker Night. They knew she was a tough chick who did not like dick. When their buddies started eyeing her, Ben warned them not to. He joked, "Like me, she is into plastics."

Tammy had on a long coat. Everyone wondered what was underneath. Was she naked? Once Sofia collected the money, the show started. All the college boys knew Heather; none knew this was her mom. And yes, she was naked under the coat.

They turned up the music; Juicy J -- "Bandz a Make Her Dance" was playing. Tammy thought, WTF is this? This wasn't her style of music to dance to. She tried not to let the rhythm interfere with her moves. The coat came off, and the guys cheered, loving the fact she had a full bush.

She stood in front of Tod, the host, shaking her tits and ass. She sat on his lap, facing him, rubbing her tits in his face. She did the same for all the guys, sometimes sitting face-first and other times sitting on their lap, allowing them to touch her boobs and pussy.

Once she completed her practice round, she said, "Get them out if you want to cum on my face."

She started back with Tod. She sucked his cock, licked the shaft. She looked up at him and made eye contact. She played with his balls while actually looking for the taint spot. He came in 3 minutes. She used his dick to make a sticky face.

With cum still on her face, she went to the next guy until he blew his load, adding to what was there. She managed to get all the guys off in under 90 minutes. She allowed one guy to crawl up underneath her and eat her pussy, but no fucking.

When a second guy tried to eat her out, she had to stop and teach. "You see that clit? That is the "on" button. You have to hit it about 1,000 times, and when it goes back into the sump, you have to follow it in."

They thanked her for the tip.

"Don't they have sex education in biology anymore?"

"Yes," they nodded, "But not like that."

"Well, you should have been here when I was teaching the boys on campus about sex," Tammy said, remembering her gym locker session. (Serving Justice part 1)

Tammy went back to work on the guys who were hard again. She made the mistake of assuming Sofia collected a second payment. Tammy's face was covered with icing.

She washed up, put on her coat and left. Sofia handed her the money she collected.

Tammy said, "Where is the other half?"

"That is it," Sofia said. "A hundred dollars per person, $2500."

"It was $100 per person for every time they got a blowjob."Tammy snapped,

"My bad." Sofia shrugged it off.

Tammy created a shitlist. It had one name on it.

Part 3: Sofia Returns Home.

Sofia entered her house, and Julie was nowhere to be seen. Sofia turned out the light and moved stealthily through the house. She felt something was off. She went to open a door, and someone jumped her from behind.

Sofia found herself in a full nelson and bent over. She managed to get her leg to the side and behind her assailant and pulled the leg out. With the attacker on the floor, Sofia jumped on top and gave her a big kiss and then tickled Julie in the side.

This was a little game they played since watching "The Pink Panther." They loved the goofiness of Inspector Clouseau and Cato. They would play those roles whenever they could, just to "stay sharp."

They lay side by side on the floor. Julie spoke first, "How was your night? How did Tammy do?"

"My night was good. Tammy's not so good. I have $2500 for mall money." Sofia said calmly.

They made their way to the bedroom. Sofia playfully grabbed Julie's ass on the stairs. They were both ready for a playful evening. With Sofia's head in Julie's crotch, flicking her tongue, she paused. "It was funny. Tammy was teaching the guys how to eat pussy. How hard is it?"

Julie laughed. "Is there a wrong way?"

Sofia swung her butt around and placed it in Julie's face. "Show me a wrong way."

Julie licked the pussy lips, stuck her tongue inside and missed the clit each time. "How's that?"

"Keep going. I will tell you when to stop."Sofia told her.

The ladies kept licking each other, building up passion slowly, making it almost torturous.

Sofia said, "All of our poker frat boys were there, including Ben." She was implying that Ben had now gotten a blowjob from Julie, Heather, and Tammy. Lucky guy.

After the clit was no longer off limits, they managed to have high-intensity orgasms and fell asleep in each other's arms, gazing at each other through the glimmer of moonlight coming through the window. As Julie slept, Sofia thought about her next training step.

Sofia got up and made a phone call.

Part 4: Tammy, Heather, and Frank

Tammy got back home to find the happy couple watching "Gilligan's Island." Tammy stomped her feet. "That fucking Sofia. I'm going to kill her"

Tammy explained what Sofia did as her trusted doorman. She marched into the bathroom and turned on the shower. She felt sticky, even in places where there was no cum. She climbed into bed with Frank and Heather and told Frank all the details of her quick cock sucking technique and how she instructed the boys on eating pussy. Frank got up for a moment to take his nighttime regimen of pills, Flo-Max, gabapentin, etc. He returned, feeling frisky after Tammy's storytelling.

Mother and daughter licked his cock until it got hard. Heather got on top and rode him. She rode him hard. She broke him. Frank had a sudden heart attack with his dick still in Heather.

Heather screamed. "Frank! Frank honey! Talk to me!" She pounded on his chest. "Mom, call 911."

Tammy said, "He's dead." If they come now, they are going to know your pussy killed him. We should do what other old people do. Wait until morning and say he died in his sleep."

Heather was too shaken up not to listen. The women slept in the other room, away from Frank's corpse. In the morning, they made the call and spun it well. They stuck to their story. Who would doubt them?

Part 5: Aftermath

At the modest funeral, Heather saw some familiar faces and others she didn't know. Julie and Sofia were there to comfort her. Frank's two ex-wives and their sons were there. They were glaring at Heather as if they knew she killed him. Tammy was still pissed at Sofia.

Heather's real problem was that Frank had 4 wills, and she wasn't mentioned in any of them. She knew she would have to move eventually. Quiet Man was there in the background. He said to Heather, "When you are ready." He handed her a card. On one side of the black card, a phone number shone in gold. The reverse side had an angel wielding a flaming sword.

It would take at least a year to probate, especially with Heather filing to contest the wills. At minimum, she would get $25,000 off the top. Listing estate assets would take two months.

Heather decided she would take over Julie's room at the house and do a cam show to pay for food and utilities. It might be a while before she could sleep in the bed Frank died in. Tammy had no problem sleeping there.

She went back to using her Barbie stage name, one of a 1,000-or-so girls with that name. The online competition was tough. She didn't do sex shows, and she didn't have the Asian thing going like Julie. Plus, her depression simply made her bad company.

Heather would do tease shows, insertions, vibrators, etc. She didn't get any pleasure in sucking on a vibrator. When she finally got a large audience, and it looked like things were about to take off, she would suddenly lose power or her connection. If it wasn't one thing, it was another. After jumping through hoops for several months, she said: "fuck it." She would just lie there naked and read one of Frank's books. The guys could look at her naked while she read. She made a token amount of money while reading an original copy of "The Man Who Was Thursday" by G. K. Chesterton.

The cosmic order was working against her. She would submit. Heather called the number and reached an operator. She said she was Heather Trueheart-Fink calling for Quiet Man. She told Quiet Man, "I will come work for you, but I want this house."

He replied, "That can happen. We will send a car by to pick you up when you are ready. The Cosmic Order had been repaired, and the wheels were set in motion.

There was no going back.