David shook his head and replied, “I can finish this when I get back… I don’t have much–”
“Besides,” Donna gently interrupted. She held up the envelope and continued, “I’m going to drop off these receipts for Karen to review from the rummage sale the other week.”
“Receipts?” David asked. “Was there a problem?”
Standing up, Donna placed the purse strap over her shoulder. “Nothing major… a few of the sales numbers aren’t quite matching up, and Karen has the original tickets. It will be much easier if I go over it with her in person.”
Shrugging his shoulders, David relented, “Okay… if you’re sure.” He then looked down at the scattered pages of documents and added, “I’ll stay here and work on these last few notes. I should be finished by the time you get back.”
David watched his middle-aged wife as she walked away. Even after years of marriage and giving birth to three kids, Donna still had the body of someone in their twenties. While gazing upon her slender yet curvy figure accentuated by the form-fitting dress, he asked, “Is Sara going with you?”
Donna stopped at the doorway and looked back at her husband. Shaking her head, she chuckled then replied, “No… I told her she needs to get to bed.”
Glancing at his wristwatch, David replied, “It’s not all that late. I thought she might want to spend more time with Jake. They seem to be hitting it off.”
Donna nodded and replied, “Oh, she wanted to go. The problem is that daughter of ours is just like you.”
David gave his wife a quizzical look.
“You’re both stubborn and difficult to wake up in the mornings. I have a hard enough struggle just getting you out of bed… I definitely do not want to deal with both of you in the morning. We’d for sure be late for church.”
Laughing, David replied, “I guess I see your point.” As he put his reading glasses back on, he added, “Please, promise me you’ll be careful… I love you.”
Giving her husband a warm smile, Donna replied, “I will… I love you, too.” She blew him a kiss and then disappeared down the hall.
Minutes later, while driving across town to take Jacob home, Mrs. Miller continued with the inquisition. As the teenager answered her questions concerning the WICK-tropin program, he felt the sleeping leviathan in his pants beginning to stir.
Jacob was pleased with himself for making it through the entire afternoon and evening without incident. Plus, the fact that his mother drained his bloated testicles earlier in the day didn’t hurt either. However, it seemed the relief from the shower session was beginning to wear off.
While Donna was with David in his office earlier, Sara took advantage of the alone time. She snuck Jacob into a room away from prying eyes and said, “Before you go, I just wanted to say I really had a great time today.” Before Jacob could respond, the beautiful girl leaned in and placed her mouth against his for their first French kiss. Afterward, Sara smiled at him and asked, “See you at church in the morning?”
With a goofy grin, Jacob replied, “Yeah… you bet!!”
As Jacob rode along with Donna in her SUV, he tried further to describe the WICK-tropin experiment in greater detail. He also explained how the District Attorney offered a plea deal to Dr. Grant. For his complete cooperation, the maverick scientist would receive a lighter sentence under the strict condition that he turn over any and all information pertaining to the experimental drugs and a viable antidote.
While Jacob did his best song and dance in hopes to appease the skeptical preacher’s wife, he noticed his wakening monster continued to enlarge. The lump in his shorts was becoming quite visible.
It didn’t help matters much that he was still feeling the excitement from kissing Sara, but now he was just inches away from her gorgeous mother. Mrs. Miller’s sweet perfume invaded Jacob’s nostrils, and his eyes feasted on the former model’s striking beauty. Even in the dim light emitted from the dashboard, he could easily make out her curvy side profile. The snug-fitting dress made her ample bosom appear even more prominent.
While Jacob was in mid-sentence, Donna looked over at him and interrupted, “Excuse me, Jake… do you smell something… odd?”
Trying to play dumb, Jacob replied, “No, Ma’am, I can’t say that I do. What’s it smell like?”
After coming to a stop at a red light, Donna looked around with a quizzical expression on her face. “It’s very floral… and sweet. It reminds me of flowers or… fruit, maybe?” She twisted as best she could to glance in the backseat. Seeing only her purse, she turned back around and looked to Jacob, and asked, “Are you sure you don’t smell anything?”
Jacob shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Miller, I don’t; however, my sense of smell is not the best in the world, to begin with.”
The light turned green, and as Donna began driving again, she said, “I must say I’m surprised you can’t… it’s quite intense.” Taking another glance around, she added, “I just wonder where it could be coming from?”
Attempting to keep up the ruse, Jacob suggested, “Maybe it’s coming in through the air vent?”
Donna leaned in towards the dash and inadvertently closer to Jacob, then inhaled deeply through her nose. From this position, she found the fragrant scent to be even stronger. Little did she comprehend that the source was actually the teenager sitting right beside her. Sitting up straight in her seat, Donna concurred, “I think you might be right… it seems to be coming through the air conditioner vent.”
Soon the airborne chemicals began reacting inside Mrs. Miller’s body, and Donna felt a sudden wave of heat. She immediately reached over and turned the air conditioner fan up a notch and stated, “Goodness… it’s getting very warm in here.” When the increased flow of cool air kissed the exposed skin of her arms and chest, Donna sighed, “Ahhhh… that’s better.”
Continuing the discussion about Jacob’s situation a little more, Donna asked, “So Karen actually went behind Robert’s back so that you could participate in the program?”
Nodding his head, Jacob replied solemnly, “Yes, ma’am.”
Looking over at Jacob, Donna asked, “And Robert knows nothing about any of this?”
Jacob shook his head in response. When he noticed Donna’s eyes widened with surprise, he added, “She only did it because I wanted to try it so bad. Please understand, my mom is not a liar, but I guess in this situation, she felt she had no choice.”
Looking straight ahead again, Donna said, “Well, don’t worry… your father will not hear anything about it from me.”
Somewhat relieved, Jacob replied, “Really? Oh wow… thanks, Mrs. Miller.”
Glancing over at Jacob, Donna replied, “Karen only did it because she thought it was best for you.” Turning back straight once more, she added, “I can’t fault a mother for putting the welfare of her child first… even if it means hiding something or telling her husband a little white lie or two.”
Noticing the look of bewilderment on Jacob’s face, Donna chuckled then continued, “People who are not moms can never truly understand the bond between a mother and her children. For a woman, it’s unlike any other relationship she could ever experience… unconditional love in its purest form.”