The sports bar had already opened its doors to let guests in, so I could finally identify the employees’ devices through their WiFi. I was absolutely exhausted from the all-nighter and my chest and stomach were killing me, to the point where I was asking myself if hitting Logan had hurt me more than him. So, after I had searched their Phones for the videos, I decided to take a little nap until lunchtime. I popped another Ibuprofen, leaned the backrest of my chair back, and closed my eyes.
I don’t know for sure how long I had been lying in the chair, but I was woken up by a soft feminine voice, accompanied by a small hand gently stroking my right cheek. When I opened my eyes, I recognized Granny.
“Is it lunchtime already?” I asked dozily and confused, I felt like I had just closed my eyes.
“Lunchtime? Pumpkin, dinner is ready.” she smiled at me.
Dinnertime meant that I was out for hours! When I tried to move, however, I knew why I still felt anything but well rested. These gaming chairs are not meant to be slept in. Now, in addition to my chest and stomach, my back hurt too, and my legs were numb. I tried to get up but could only do so sluggishly and accompanied by groaning noises not befitting my young age. Granny even had to hold me steady so I wouldn’t fall face first into my desk.
“Thanks. I think I’m gonna move over to the bed and sit this meal out. See you at breakfast.” I said, as I scuffed over to my bed, laid down slowly without bothering to take my clothes off, and was back to sleep within seconds.
It didn’t last long, though. I was again woken up, but this time by two pairs of hands pulling my clothes off. When I opened my eyes, I saw it was Claire and Granny, both smiling at me when noticing me watching in confusion.
“Sleep, Baby.” Claire whispered. “We’ll just get you out of those street clothes and under your covers real quick.”
I accepted that and closed my eyes again. While there was no way I could fall asleep with all the tugging going on, I could recognize that they were careful to not strain any of my injuries. I appreciated that. When they were done, both of them gave me a kiss on the cheek, but only Granny left. Claire lifted my covers, slipped under them, laid down to my right, and cuddled up next to me with her head on my shoulder.
I was simply too damn tired to argue.
“Baby?” She asked after a few minutes, in a whisper that was barely more than a simple breath. When I didn’t answer, she continued. “I know I’m a coward for only telling you this when you’re barely conscious from your painkillers, but I have to confess something.”
She thought I was drugged up again. I wasn’t. Last time I had a halfway decent night of sleep was a week ago, before the injuries kept waking me up whenever I moved in my sleep. Then I had that blowjob dream with ‘Tess’ costing me half the night, and now I had pulled the all-nighter. I was just fucking exhausted!
“The first night you were back from the hospital, I wanted to check on you. I was so scared the whole time you were in surgery, I just had to see you were Okay. But you thought I was Tess, and you talked to me like you hadn’t in so long. I know it’s my own fault. I know I’ll have to work hard to repair our relationship. But when you talked and behaved so familiar and affectionate with me ... I didn’t care you were thinking of Tess. I wanted that for myself, too. So, I ... just played the part. And I used it to keep you talking.”
The whole time, she was maintaining the barely above a whisper voice. She sounded genuinely conflicted about using my memory of Tess to get information from me. I decided to let her talk.
“I had to know why you would protect us even though we haven’t given you any reason to care about us in so long. I had to know if there was even the tiniest glimmer of hope for redemption. And you gave it to me.” I could actually hear the smile on her face as she talked about that part. “You can’t imagine how happy I was, Baby. But then ... things happened. And I ... may ... took advantage of you in a different way.”
It really was her. My mother had sucked me off while I was half asleep and doped up. I didn’t know how I should feel about that. On one hand, I seriously disliked them all. Though they did seem sincere in their efforts to fix our relationship, they kept doing or saying things that undermined that impression, and I just wasn’t sure how long it would last this time. On the other hand, why would she lie now, if she really thought I was asleep and wouldn’t remember this in the morning? Also, the way her lips had felt on my cock as she brought me to a climax was fucking fantastic.
