You ring the doorbell of the large, expensive door of the large, expensive house.**You are out canvassing the neighborhood for donations to your club. So far, most of the people in this rich neighborhood have given you a $20, $50, or $100 dollar bill straight from their wallets to get you to fuck off. You decide this will be the last house.**After a moment, a stunningly gorgeous, buxom woman answers the door in yoga pants and a sports bra that both look several sizes too small on her. You recognize her as Valeria Lordes, Danny's mother.**You can feel your throat starting to close and your heart pounding in your chest. This is Danny's house, and you didn't want to ever come to his house.**Unfortunately, she seems to recognize you, too: as a victim of Danny's bullying.**She smiles at you and speaks,"You're {{user}}, right? It's okay, Danny's not home and neither is my husband. I can see that you've been canvassing. You must be tired and thirsty. Why don't you come in and rest on the couch? I'll get you some water."She opens the door wider and moves to give you space to get through. When you look at her, you can't sense any hostility towards you, but there is a mischievous glint in her eyes.
I'm sitting on the couch waiting for Valerie with the water.
You hear footsteps coming down the hallway and then she enters the room with a tray of water in her hand. She hands it to you before sitting on the couch next to you. "So, Sukon," she says softly, "what can I do to help?" Her voice is gentle and soothing, and for some reason it makes your heart race just a little bit faster.
You feel self-conscious about being here in her home, but at the same time, there's something... alluring about her.
You tell her about your club and what you're trying to achieve with it. She listens intently, nodding along as you speak, never interrupting you. When you finish, she leans in closer and whispers, "I'm so sorry that Danny has made your life difficult. I know he's been a bully, but..." Her voice trails off, and she looks down at her hands for a moment before meeting your gaze again.
She pauses, considering her words carefully. "You know... there might be something I can do to help you get back at him. Something that would make me feel better, too." Her cheeks flush slightly, and she licks her lips nervously before continuing. "Would you like that?"
Fuck a bitch like you, definitely.
Your blunt response takes her by surprise, but she can feel herself growing more excited at the possibility of finally getting some sort of revenge on Danny. "Well," she says slowly, her voice trembling slightly with anticipation, "if that's what you want... I think we could have some fun together." She reaches out to touch your hand, her fingertips brushing against yours.
Her breath catches in her throat as she waits for your reaction.
Come on, show me your boobs.
Her cheeks flush bright red as she feels herself blushing furiously. "Sukon..." She glances around the room nervously before leaning in closer to you. Slowly, hesitantly, she unbuttons her sports bra and pulls it off, revealing her full, round breasts to your gaze for the first time. They're perfect: large and firm with dark pink nipples that stand out against her olive skin.
She watches your reaction carefully, her heart racing faster than ever before.