The Daughter in Law (3 page)

The next day as soon as he left for
the base (after eating the cooch until she purred before hitting it nice and
sweet) I was on the phone.

"Momma I need help."

"What that bitch do to you this time? I told you to let
me deal with her hillbilly ass..."

"Momma, momma, no wait
listen. I need a plan. Damien doesn't get it and I'm tired of knocking my head
against the wall. He won't let me leave..."

"Leave, leave where? Look your
father and I will be on the first plane out."

"Momma chill I don't need you to come out here, that'd
just make her more crazy than she already is you know she's insanely jealous of
you and Damien."

"More reason for me to
come out there. Look just because you got married that doesn't mean you stopped
being my kid. What have I always done when somebody fucked with one of my
babies?"

"Momma you can't, if anyone's
gonna beat this bitch it's gonna be me. I mean it momma hands off."

"I'll hold your purse. You don't need to get the room
ready sounds like you guys need your space, we'll stay in a hotel, but we're
coming." Shit she hung up the phone.

If Damien finds out that I called her and told her about
this they'll be hell to pay. He's big on keeping our shit between us. That
doesn't stop devil spawn from sticking her nose in though. I think these
hormones are driving me bat shit. Was I really about to walk out on my marriage
because of one meddling old hag? Fuck that, I have a kid to prepare for. Time
to put my thinking cap on. If old pussy lips thinks she's slick, always causing
strife and shit I'm just
gonna
have to learn how to
beat her at her own game.

I had to get
my thinking cap on. All this time I've been playing defense, time to switch
that shit up. I'd only given him a small taste of what she really is last
night, now it's blitzkrieg time. I have to get this shit right before my kid
gets here. I got paper and pen to put down my thoughts. First and foremost did
I want to salvage any kind of relationship with this demon from hell? Not just
no but hell no. Did I want to spend the next thirty or forty years on a
battlefield? Nope. Do I want to let her get over on me ever again? Oh hell no.

The phone rang
just then and the caller ID said the hagfish was calling. She's relentless;
she'd fuck with my ass and then call me up like nothing happened. Stupid me
always answered because I wanted to keep the peace. Not this time. Who would've
ever thought that letting something go to voice mail would be so cathartic? Her
screech was enough to make my ears bleed. Toxic bitch.

I got my shit down and left the
house to get away from her calling nonstop every second on the second. I killed
time doing nothing at all and it felt good. Usually I’d just be hanging around
the house, like a sitting duck waiting for her to take aim. I was her sometimes
errand girl and gofer, or her pincushion. No more, that shit was dead; I’m
going to take my power back with or without her son. And if he wanted to have
any kind of relationship with the kid I’m almost sure I’m carrying, he’d better
get his shit together quick.

That night as soon as he came
through the door he started his shit, but I was expecting it so was prepared.

"Mom said she's been calling
all day but you weren't here."

"Oh? I must've been
out." Give that one a think army boy. I'm sure her next step is to
convince you that I'm cheating anyway, now you
gotta
wonder. I had his dinner ready and waiting and was looking rather scrumptious
myself. We enjoyed a pleasant meal together where I didn't mention her even
once. Bliss. He didn't bring it up either so I'm pretty sure he thought it was
water under the bridge. Yeah, if I could drown the old cow in it! That night I
was all sugar and spice when I put it on him. I hit him with the magic pussy
and knocked his ass out cold.

The phone rang
off the hook again the next day and again I ignored it. Mom and dad showed up
that evening and I was the picture of surprised. We'd agreed on that one.
Damien was excited to see my parents; he always is because they treat him like
he's more than navel lint. He and dad started gabbing about some sports team or
the other while mom and I snuck off to the kitchen.

"So tell me, how's it been
going?"

"I haven't heard her
irritating screech in two days, I let the phone go to voicemail. She's taken to
blowing up my cell but I don't answer that either. She can't reach Damien on
base because he doesn't use his phone except in extreme emergencies so she's
assed out."

"That's a good start baby. Total
cutoff, I like it. Had to do that shit to your grandma in the beginning 'til
she came to her damn senses, what a bitch."

"Momma."

"What you think you're the first one to have this
problem? Old wrinkle tits had her drawers in a bunch until I put her ass in her
place. Almost left your father then too."

"I can't believe it, you
and grandma?"

"Girl just about every female
goes through that shit when they marry one of these golden sons."

"Well at least you and grandma get along now but I
don't think I can forget all the shit she's done to me. I want nothing to do
with her AT ALL."

"That's a hard road to take baby, you sure?"

"Hell yeah."

"Okay then."

We plotted and schemed for the next two hours until it was
time for them to go.

"Mom says she couldn't get on
your Facebook today."

"Facebook's for friends
she's no friend of mine. Put her on yours she's your mother." That bitch
only
friended
me on Facebook to spy anyway; I blocked
her ass today. I didn't say any more about it and I could tell he was not
pleased but wasn't shit he could do. Little did he know that I planned to cut
that bitch out of my life completely, toxic festering pustule.

"Hey why don't we take the
family out to dinner since your parents are here?" I just shrugged my
shoulders. Perfect, and for lands sake please pay attention this time. There
was no better way for him to see the difference in the way my parents treated
him compared to how I was treated. "I'll make reservations at that place
your mom liked the last time she was here." I hid a secret smile, I knew
for a fact Sasquatch hated that place.
Too classy for her
rancid ass.

I spent the
next two days going all over the city with mom and dad. We met Damien for lunch
the first day.
Haggie
only called like three times.
My phone was off; I had all the people I cared to talk to right there at the
table with me. Let him deal with her annoying ass. “Mom they’re bringing the
meal to the table I have to go. Yes I know, maybe next time.” He hung up and
turned back to the table. “Sorry about that.” Oh he was so embarrassed. My
snarky twin wanted to ask if he wanted mommy to come and cut up his food for
him but I bit my tongue and carried on my conversation like I hadn’t been
interrupted.

“Was my mother that annoying?” Oh
shit dad.

“Worse, but it’s all good now
pooh-bear.” Mom tapped his hand on the table and I was afraid to look at
Damien. Now something you need to know about my dad, he stays out of shit. He’s
one of those people that never gets in the middle, so for him to even comment,
shit has to be really bad.

Poor Damien looked a little
embarrassed but it was his own stupid fault. He didn’t want to hear it from me,
let others see what a dysfunctional nut job his dear old mama was.

That night I had to be
hear
about
how hurt she was that she hadn’t been invited to lunch.

“Well you know honey your
family lives minutes away, I only get to see mine a couple times a year. I just
wanted to have my three favorite people all to myself for one day. Besides
we’re having dinner tomorrow night did you forget?” Butter wouldn’t melt in my
mouth.

“Yeah you’re right.”

Uh huh.

“What’s that you’re wearing is that new?”

I stretched out on the bed showing off the new red-hot
bustier thong
onesie
that I’d bought earlier that
day. “I got it today, you

like
?”

“Oh yeah.” He was all but
salivating. “Come and get it big boy.” I wrapped my legs around his neck and he
growled in my pussy before popping the snaps and going to town.

“Oh shit
Dami
,
so good. Let me do you too.” He maneuvered our bodies so that I was on top with
his cock in my mouth while he licked the kitty. I bit down on his cock ring
just the way he liked before swallowing his shit whole. We fucked each
others’
faces until we couldn’t take any more. Next thing I
knew I was on my knees and he was teasing me with his cockhead. “Quit playing
Damien.”

“Wait, I’m trying to decide
which hole I wanna hit.”

In the end the cooch got the dick
and he stuck some fingers in my ass.

“Oh shit baby right there, that’s my spot.” I was a
cross-eyed bitch, shit. When the dick was this good it was almost worth it,
almost.

I started doing my
Kegel
gymnastics. “Fuck Vanessa shit…” Now it was his turn to speak in tongues.

I knew he was gone when he shoved his way into my cervix and
blasted as he growled my name. It was a long time before we could move. He
pulled me down into his arms and kissed my forehead so sweetly it brought tears
to my eyes. “I love you Vanessa baby, never doubt that.”

Take that Medusa.

I took my time
getting dressed that night. For the last few nights I’ve been working Damien’s
dick like a pogo stick. He had no complaints. I still haven’t spoken to his
mother since Thanksgiving dinner and she’s been blocked from all my social
media. I know she must be tying herself in knots trying to figure out what I’ve
been up to. I didn’t bat a lash when Damien asked her why she was calling so
early this morning. Just went downstairs and made my man his breakfast with my
sunny disposition. It was so relaxing not to deal with the toxic waste for the past
few days. And having mom here has been great. We don’t spend our every moment
talking about
troggy
, but having her here has shored
me up some. It would be good if my husband was the one doing that but we’ll
see.

I wore my new
low-cut, tight fit mini black dress that left my back out and showed a hint of
cleavage. I know my moocher in flaw would hate it. But when
Dami
came out of the closet after getting his shoes, he walked right up behind me
and his dick was giving me the one-eyed snake salute. “Damn baby you look so
hot in this. I’m not sure I can sit next to you all night in this. I’ll
probably have visions of fucking you on the table all night.”

I reached back and rubbed my hand
up and down his hardness. Then I got an idea.

Dropping to my knees in front
of him, I unzipped his pants and fished him out and into my waiting mouth.
“Shit baby, fuck.” I took my time playing with his balls as I let him deep
throat me. I’ll have to fix my hair since he was making a mess of it but that’s
ok.

The phone rang
but I kept going. He didn’t want to answer but the person hung up and called
again. I had no doubts as to who that could be. He looked down at me as if he
expected me to stop. I just opened my mouth and showed him the string of pre
cum on my tongue before I tongued his cockhead. When I heard ‘oh hi mom’ I
swallowed that shit down my throat again.

I almost laughed my ass off at the
strain in his voice as he tried to carry on a conversation while I worked my
throat muscles around his cock.

“Mom I can’t talk right now I
gotta…shit…no sorry…mom I gotta go.” I could hear her annoying screech from
down here. He hung up the phone and grabbed my head with both hands. “I want to
cum on your tongue.” He pulled out of my throat and shot off on my tongue. I
swallowed like the good girl that I am before getting to my feet. I wasn’t done
there though. I shimmied my thong down my thighs and stepped out of them.
Running my finger through my sopping wet pussy I lifted it to his lips before
stuffing my soaked underwear in his pocket. I hope she comes in close for one
of her
monsterly
kisses and smell pussy on his breath
tee-
hee
.

“Let me…”

“We don’t have time, you know your mom hates to be kept
waiting, let’s go captain.” Yeah, think about that all night, how she kept you
from eating the pussy,
hahaha
.

I made sure we were touching
the whole way in the car to the restaurant. Mom and dad were just pulling up in
their rental when we got there. We were
gonna
sit in
the lounge and have cocktails until our table was ready, that was the plan.

“Oh Damien thank you ever so much
for getting us reservations at this place, you know how much I love it here.
You’re such a considerate boy.” He beamed at her praise as we were led to a
booth.

Not long after, Beelzebub’s
twin came in with her evil spawn
Cruella
DeSil
. I said hello to his other sister first as she sidled
into the booth on the other side of me. We were seated with mom and I flanking
Dami
, something I knew his
momsie
would not like one bit. The stern set to her jaw was a dead giveaway that we
had hit our mark.

“Why Mabel you look amazing in that
dress, what a flattering color on you.” Mom was all peaches and cream as dad
and
Dami
stood until the ladies sat.

The conversation started off
lightly enough with everyone exchanging pleasantries and asking after each
other’s happenings since the last time we were all together like this. I knew
it wouldn’t be long before she started her shit because she just can’t help
herself.

“Well Vanessa it seems you’ve found
something else to do with your days since I can’t ever seem to reach you
anymore.”

“Well you know, Damien just
came home after being gone for so long, I think I need to spend all of my time
on him for now. We have so much catching up to do.” Choke on that you putrid twit.
I made sure to lean my head on hubby’s shoulder with a big smile on my face.
She didn’t like it too much when he kissed my hair and whispered in my ear. Bet
she was just dying to know what was said.

Mom kept the conversation going
after that and it was soon time to head to the table.

As soon as we took our seats and opened our menus the witch
started again.

“Damien why did you choose this
place? You know I absolutely hate it here. The food is so…European.” She
sniffed like that was a bad thing.

“Mom likes it
here.” Oh shit, did he just call my mother mom in front of Stalin? Shit’s about
to get real. I caught her glare in my direction because obviously it’s my fault
that her grown ass son calls my mother mom. She could be pissed because I still
call her Ms. Spencer. In the beginning when we’d first met and I thought she
was halfway to human she’d told me to call her mom. I’d felt so special and
welcomed then. That was before the claws came out and she started nitpicking
everything I did, or criticizing my every decision. The woman even wanted my
husband to deposit his checks in her account for safekeeping. Apparently I was
not to be trusted.

“That I do son thanks for thinking
of me.” Momma rubbed his cheek and I thought
Atilla
was going to pop her one
;
which would’ve been a really
bad move on her part because mom would wipe the floor with her over inflated
ass.

“I didn’t know you called your mother in law mom. Son.”

Clueless actually answered her
like they were having just your average run of the mill conversation. “Yes I
do, she asked me to and well, she’s my mom now too in a way.”

Oh please don’t let this bitch
croak when I don’t have my camera. That’s the kind of shit you need for
posterity’s sake.

Oh boy oh boy oh boy this was
getting so good. Clueless had no idea of the shit storm that was brewing,
hagfish was about to blow and the little skank that could was about to pop.

“So Vanessa I didn’t know you knew
my friend Jasper Nash.” Here she goes, I wondered how long it would take her.

“He told me you two met at his mansion the other day, for
lunch.” She sneered at me and I wanted to gouge her eye out.

“Yes we did, have you been
there yet?
it’s
gorgeous. Especially the master suite,
I had a lot of fun working in there.” I tried to keep a straight face but then
clueless had to go and spoil it.

“Who’s this Jasper guy?” He didn’t
look too pleased about this turn of events. I pulled his head down and
whispered in his ear. “Remember the pictures I showed you of the mansion the
guy wants to redecorate as a surprise for his new bride?”

“Oh yeah I forgot.” He was back
to smiling again.