You paused as you recognized the pair of hips in your home. You said, “Hello, Mrs. Loud.”
“Oh, hello, Anon. Call me Rita,” The Loud Matriarch replied as she looked back at you.
“What brings you here?” You asked as you sat down at the table.
“I won the lotto over who gets to greet you in the morning,” Rita answered, still preparing breakfast. “Believe me, making food for only two people is actually a break to me, especially when one of them is a man.”
“What about your daughters?” You asked, deciding not to ask about the lotto. You were in a world of toons. A lotto over who made you breakfast was downright pleasant. Creepy, but pleasant.
“I prepared their breakfast last night and labeled them,” Rita said as she picked up the food and placed it on the table.
“Won’t Lynn ruin it by-” You began.
“Taking all the good parts of everyone’s and claiming they should have woken up earlier?” Rita finished before sighing in annoyance. She looked a little cross. “She’s been acting up as of late. I guess she’s been a bit of a daddy’s girl and she does miss Lincoln in her own way. The others also have been getting moody, but not as bad… Well, I guess Lori might be worse. She’s been sending text after text to Bobby’s phone, but since he’s not here… Well, at least she’s not pretending to get texts back, right?”
“Ah…” You uttered, not sure what to say.
“But we can talk about that stuff later. I should thank you for the peace here. Ten girls doesn’t give me a lot of peace and quiet,” Rita said.
“You’re welcome and I should thank you as well. It’s my first time eating with a beautiful woman,” You said.
Rita blushed and giggled, gently waving off your compliment. “I’m not that good looking, but thanks.”
“Really, you’re quite the MILF, Rita,” You said before starting to eat.
Rita began to eat as well, though slower than you because her mind wandered.
On one hand, she wanted to wait for Lynn Sr. because he was her husband. They had their vows and she still loved him.
On the other hand, she barely had time to masturbate as of late, what with all the problems her daughters needed help with. She also recalled how you were leering at her. She vaguely wondered how you’d be acting if she had decided to wear her low-riding pants that showed off her underwear.
“Oh, hello, Anon. Call me Rita,” The Loud Matriarch replied as she looked back at you.
“What brings you here?” You asked as you sat down at the table.
“I won the lotto over who gets to greet you in the morning,” Rita answered, still preparing breakfast. “Believe me, making food for only two people is actually a break to me, especially when one of them is a man.”
“What about your daughters?” You asked, deciding not to ask about the lotto. You were in a world of toons. A lotto over who made you breakfast was downright pleasant. Creepy, but pleasant.
“I prepared their breakfast last night and labeled them,” Rita said as she picked up the food and placed it on the table.
“Won’t Lynn ruin it by-” You began.
“Taking all the good parts of everyone’s and claiming they should have woken up earlier?” Rita finished before sighing in annoyance. She looked a little cross. “She’s been acting up as of late. I guess she’s been a bit of a daddy’s girl and she does miss Lincoln in her own way. The others also have been getting moody, but not as bad… Well, I guess Lori might be worse. She’s been sending text after text to Bobby’s phone, but since he’s not here… Well, at least she’s not pretending to get texts back, right?”
“Ah…” You uttered, not sure what to say.
“But we can talk about that stuff later. I should thank you for the peace here. Ten girls doesn’t give me a lot of peace and quiet,” Rita said.
“You’re welcome and I should thank you as well. It’s my first time eating with a beautiful woman,” You said.
Rita blushed and giggled, gently waving off your compliment. “I’m not that good looking, but thanks.”
“Really, you’re quite the MILF, Rita,” You said before starting to eat.
Rita began to eat as well, though slower than you because her mind wandered.
On one hand, she wanted to wait for Lynn Sr. because he was her husband. They had their vows and she still loved him.
On the other hand, she barely had time to masturbate as of late, what with all the problems her daughters needed help with. She also recalled how you were leering at her. She vaguely wondered how you’d be acting if she had decided to wear her low-riding pants that showed off her underwear.
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June 2, 2023
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