Negative Energy

Robert started from scratch the next morning. A good night's sleep was the best way to clear one's mind. He was not focused on the race, Katie's pantyhose, tits, or his mother doing the laundry. Even though he had to go to school on Friday, the atmosphere at school was different on Friday, especially since the school year was almost over. Meanwhile, Carmen's suggestion to speak with Patty was not the only factor that contributed to his conversation with Carmen's assistance. He had greater optimism because she had done something for him that he had no idea what it was.

He remembered the thing he didn't even want to think about when he got to the kitchen. His brain was able to discern that thinking of Orva and Kebbi having sex was wrong . He thought his father didn't treat his beautiful stepmom like a goddess, so he didn't deserve to have sex with her. He wanted her to be treated like a goddess because she deserved it. Anger and compassion were a dangerous combination of emotions.

Orva was washing dishes while standing at the sink. She belonged to his father already.

He put his hands on her shoulders and greeted her with, "Good morning, Mom."

"Good morning," Orva said without looking at him.

He didn't realize it had been too long since he had touched her that way until his hands started to massage her. He recalled why it had taken so long when she moaned and rolled her head. The previous time, both the sensual sway of his mom's body and the energy that flowed into his hands caused him anxiety. He accepted the fact that it was happening once more and treated her in the manner in which she deserved to be treated; he was not anxious or scared of it. She was his first crush and a wonderful person.

Orva replied, "Mm, Robert...Thank you."

"That's such a relief. Your hands are like magic". She added.

He was embarrassed by the thoughts he had been enjoying when his mother's voice brought him out of his trance. He would never touch her in that manner again if his father lived in the same zip code.

"It's the least I can do considering everything you do for me." He stated.

"You must want something."

"No, that's not it; I'm just great," he replied. Using his hands, he worked harder.

"Oh, Carmen and I were talking, and she asked if you had any childhood photos," he said.

She paused for a long time before she said, "You're still kids. I'll give it some thought".

He let it go because he was aware that her hushed voice and shoulders were making her uncomfortable.

“Had she believed that we did not consider her to be our real mother?“,he questioned himself.

"Me next." Carmen said as she stepped in.

Robert yanked his hands away from Orva's neck because he was glad Carmen showed up.

"Oh, no,” he aired out.

" Your foot probably gets enough massages already, I believe. Mom, as you know, when I drive her, she makes me rub her nasty feet".

Orva turned around and said, "Really."

"I wish I had a foot rubber. Carmen, you're a lucky girl.

"Jeez!!!" he shivered at the thought of rubbing his mother's feet. Then, as one side of her bathrobe bowed out, he thought he saw it for a second. Is it possible that he saw the brown ring on her nipple?

She rubbed his cheek and said, "You're a good brother."

Carmen said with a chuckle, "He's all right, for a brother."

"Whatever," he replied.

"If you don't hurry, I'll be late and the wizard of form room will smite me.” He had to get absolutely out of his mother's negative energy.