“Hello!” I said, as I panted hard and fast.
“Michael? Are you okay? Oh God, am I interrupting you having sex?”
Wait. What in the hell?
“Mom?”
“Hello, darling. Am I interrupting anything? Do you have a girl with you?” she asked in the most nonchalant way.
“Um…I was um…” I couldn’t even think straight. What in the hell is wrong with me? I was whacking myself off in the shower and now I’m talking to my mother. I reached for a towel and quickly dried off.
“Michael, if you’re with a girl, just call me back.”
I quickly shook my head and wanted out of this conversation. “Mom! For shit’s sake, I’m not with a girl. I was in the shower and I thought you were Azurdee and I didn’t want to miss her call and…”
Oh shit. Fuck me. I’ve just opened up Pandora’s box.
I heard her let out a little squeal and I was pretty sure she clapped her hands. “My oh my. What a beautiful name. Now who is this Azurdee girl? Michael, did you meet her at the wedding yesterday? What does she look like? What does she do for a living? Oh please tell me she doesn’t know you have money, sweetheart. You know how women can be.”
“Mom. Please just stop with the questions,” I said as I ran my hand through my wet hair. I looked down at my poor dick and sighed.
“Well, I’m sorry but that is the first time you’ve mentioned a girl’s name in years. I’m just curious. Can a mother be curious about what is going on in her son’s life?”
“Sure you can, Mom, as long as that son is Tristan and not me. Hey, speaking of, did you know he is dating someone?” I said as I sat down on the bed and let out a small laugh.
“Don’t even try that with me, young man. Come on. Spill it.”
I let out a loud groan and said, “Fine, Mom. If I tell you a little bit about her, will you drop it?”
“Yes.”
I could picture her now with her fingers crossed and a wide smile on her face.
“Azurdee is Jessie’s best friend from college. I met her last year right after Christmas. No, she has no idea how much money I have, nor does she care. She owns a coffee shop in Wimberley, Texas and is fixin’ to open a small restaurant. Her father is filthy rich but she won’t take a dime from her parents. She’s beautiful, with long dark hair and caramel eyes that sparkle in the daylight, she speaks Spanish and we just started…” I trailed off. What did we just start? Fucking? Dating? Could you call it dating when all we’ve done is had sex?
“Michael Lark Williams. You like this girl,” my mother said, with shock pouring out of her voice.
“Well of course I like her, Mother, I’ve…”
“You’ve what?”
“Um…well I’ve um. I’ve ah…it doesn’t matter. There. I told you about her. Now can we drop it?”
She let out a laugh. “You have to bring her down to the ranch. What about Christmas? Tristan is bringing his friend. It would be wonderful to have you bring a friend home, Michael. Please say yes.”
“Wait. Tristan is bringing a girl home?” I asked as I quickly put my mother on speakerphone and sent a text to Tristan:
Me: What in the fuck? You’re bringing a girl home for Christmas? Are you out of your damn mind?
Tristan: Yes I am. I’m bringing Ryn home. She’s fun and not looking for anything. Plus it buys me time with mom.
My mother was going on and on about Tristan’s girlfriend. She had no idea that Tristan had been fucking two different girls at once since he couldn’t decide which one he liked better.
Me: What about Liberty? I thought you liked Liberty.
Tristan: I do like Liberty but she keeps talking commitment. Ryn is more of the type who just goes with the flow.
Me: She won’t be once you bring her home to meet the ma and pop. Jesus dude, nothing spells commitment like bringing the girl home to meet the parents. Are you out of your mind?
Tristan: Fuck off Lark and go back to doing what it is you do best, avoiding feelings altogether. At least I’m happy.
I stared at my brother’s last text. “Michael, are you even listening to me?”
“Yeah, sorry, Mom. So Tristan is bringing home Ryn, huh?”
“Yes. And oh, honey, it would be amazing if you brought Azurdee home, too.”
I rolled my eyes and said, “Sorry, Mom. That’s not going to happen. I just started um…we’re just taking it one day at a time, so don’t be going and getting your hopes up. I’m perfectly happy with the way my life is going.”
I heard my mother let out a sigh. “Well, if you happen to change your mind.”
“I won’t. Listen, Mom, I need to get dressed. I’ll talk to you soon, okay? Tell Dad I said hi and I’ll see y’all a few days before Christmas.”
“Okay darling. Please call me if you need anything, Michael. You know I just want you to be happy. I want you to find love, honey. You deserve it. We will see you soon.”
I dropped my head and barely said, “I know you do, Mom, and I wish I believed that. I’ve got to run, Mom. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
I hung up and sat there staring down at my phone. I saw that I had four text messages and two voicemails. My heart began beating in my chest as I opened up the text messages.
Not one was from Azurdee. I didn’t know why I felt so disappointed by that. I told her I would call her when I could.
I scrolled through them and they were all Sherry begging for a FaceTime fuck session.
I deleted them all and then went to my voicemail. One from Sherry and one from Scott. I listened to Sherry’s first.
Lark. I need you desperately. Come on baby, call me back and the next time I see you I promise you can fuck my ass and screw me until your dick doesn’t work anymore. I just need you this one time. Baby, please.
My dick jumped at the idea of fucking Sherry in the ass. She had been hinting at it for the last year. I’ve used her vibrator to fuck her ass but she never would let me do it. I went to push the call back button when I stopped. Azurdee’s beautiful face popped into my head. I backed out and hit Scott’s message.
Dude, call me as soon as you can. It’s important.
My heart began beating faster. Azurdee. What if something happened to her, and here I was, the asshole almost about to call Sherry.
I panicked and before I knew it, I was dialing Azurdee’s number.
“Hello?”
I let out the breath I was holding when I heard her sweet soft voice.