“Yes, such a good and healthy boy! Look how much he can shoot out for us, George! Give me all that delicious frosting. Such a lovely treat!” she proclaimed, and started squeezing my shaft from the base to the top, making sure every drop I had would be put to good use. When it seemed like I could not produce any more, she leaned down and sucked me clean.
Finally, she straightened back up and took a big bite out of the piece with the most cum on it while humming in bliss. She smiled at me as she stared into my eyes and chewed. I had a hard time sorting through my emotions at that moment, but one thing was clear: This was fucking hot! The first time Tess had swallowed my cum, I felt like she ultimately accepted everything about me, because if THAT didn’t repulse her, nothing of me could. But seeing Nora outright taking it from me, like she was craving my cum, was one hell of a step up.
She quietly laughed at me standing there dumbfounded with my dick in the open, before she turned and motioned for George to open the door. I quickly got my pants sorted out before the two of them left the room, but my thoughts lingered on Mia. There was no way in hell Nora would actually do that to her daughter ... was there?
In any case, she came a long way since telling me in my apartment that she couldn’t be a dominant partner for her husband. ‘Not having that in her’, my ass!
I did find the empty plate in the kitchen later that day, though I never found out if Nora actually made Mia eat my cum on a pastry. I simply wasn’t entirely sure if I even wanted to know, so I didn’t ask about it either.
After the four Millers had made themselves presentable, I had to accompany them to a church where they attended a morning mess. That was followed by all of us driving over to a venue one of Nora’s charities had organized, to assist at giving out food. By the time we made it back to the house, it was well into the late afternoon, and they opted to simply order some takeout and watch movies together.
I did notice, however, that Mia had stuck to my side the entire day, and did not seem like she was particularly unhappy about it. Thanks to that, I kept noticing how she was absentmindedly playing with the pendant of the necklace I got her, while staring off into space.
This was pretty much the uneventful pattern for the following day as well. Mia and Jack met up with a few friends, and, while I had planned to keep a respectful distance and simply observe the surroundings, they went to surprising lengths to include me. Mia even kept up her behavior from the party on Christmas Eve, and persistently stayed close by my side. But other than that, nothing mentionable happened until it was time for me to go home on Sunday.
Since I would get to go home that morning, I was assigned the night shift leading up to Sunday, and was accordingly tired as I placed all my stuff in the car while Mia watched me.
“So...” she started when I was about ready to drive off. “See you tomorrow?”
“Sorry, what’s tomorrow?” I asked, noting the way her breasts were pushed in my direction since she was fidgeting with her hands behind her back. “I wasn’t told anything yet, but if you need me around, I’ll be here.”
That made her smile again.
“Just a little get-together with some of my and Jack’s friends.” she said, and chuckled as she heard my groan. “Don’t worry, we won’t practice, so they have no reason to think you’re there to ogle anyone but me. I’ll need to go shopping for snacks, but It’s at Six in the afternoon, so you won’t even have to get up early!”
“Alright.” I sighed with a grin. “Then I’ll see you ... at Three?”
She nodded, her smile widening, and I turned to open the car door. Just at that moment, Mia stepped closer to me, leaned in, and gave me a kiss on the cheek. That sure woke me up again.
“Thank you.” she whispered while fumbling with her pendant, so there was no way for me to tell if she was thanking me for accompanying her on Monday or for getting her that gift.
Then she simply turned and walked back into the house, giving me one last look before she closed the door, and her smile widened for some reason when she saw that I was still watching her.
My mind was racing at that point. She was hot, sure, no question about that. And it really did seem like Nora had told me the truth about Mia wanting to do better. But I still did not believe we were compatible. For starters, she was going to leave for college in a few months. And everything I had told Ava about the problems with finding a new girlfriend were also still true.
But what if I rejected her? If what Nora had told me in the kitchen was true, I had unknowingly led Mia on. Rejecting her now would cause problems with the job! I needed that job! Maybe I should just go along with it, until she herself realized that I was definitely not boyfriend material.
