Forlealelea Ch. 06

After the mother and son fled from their abusive home, they found themselves in a decent sized city. The apartment they lived in was the worst, but cheapest placed they could find. Rick found a job flipping burgers, he'd bring home free dinners which helped out a lot. Rick promised his mother that he would take care of her and asked her not to work. Vanessa was aware that Rick wasn't capable of providing for both of them, so she began to search for work. She sent out applications but hadn't heard back for any interviews.

Rick came home exhausted and smelling like smoke. "God damn it." he yelled in frustration

"How was your day sweetie?" Vanessa asked greeting him.

"I'm so tired." he bitched. "I'm taking tomorrow off." Vanessa frowned. His full time schedule was too hard for someone that had never worked before. She knew his constant breaks would eventually cost him his job.

"I could always work too. If it's too hard." she suggested while he kicked his shoes off.

"No. I don't want you working. You just stay home mom, I'll take care of it."

"Okay," she said obediently as she organized his shoes. "Are you hungry? We have Mac n' Cheese."

"No. I'm too tired. I'm just going to bed." Rick fell on top of the only furniture they had in the cramped studio apartment. He fell asleep instantly leaving Vanessa with her worried thoughts.

She thought about her entire life until now. She wondered if their current situation was any better than her abusive neglectful life from before. She had a hard time gauging whether or not she should call James. 'No,' she thought to herself. 'I can't give up this easily. Especially when Rick is trying so hard.'

A month had passed and she still had no luck with any jobs. The only jobs that people wanted to give her were sex related. They began falling behind financially since Rick had been dropped from his full time position. His absence caused his hours to get cut and in turn they could not pay the rent that month.

Rick was at work that day as Vanessa scrambled to find an excuse for why they wouldn't be able to pay their rent. The landlord was an older Mexican man that went by the name Juan. Every month he'd make a big commotion collecting rent money with his wooden baseball bat. "Where's my money?" you'd hear him yell down the hall as you waited for him to step to your door. Luckily for Vanessa, she had found out a little information on the man that had brought them closer together.

Vanessa spent most of her days volunteering as a baby sister at a local church. She figured that she may do some good work as long as she wasn't occupied and the church provided free meals to her. She met Juan one day dropping off his grandson. They saw each other regularly from there and talked sometimes.

There was a knock on the door absent with the profane yelling. Juan was at her door. "Good morning Ms. Vanessa," he said with a slight accent.

"Hi Juan. My son is just running behind a little this month. I'm sorry I don't have money for rent."

"Oh," he said still keeping his smile intact. "Well, you can get your things and get the fuck out then." he said turning his back. "I'll give you until the end of the day."

"Wait. Please. We're really trying to make this work. Can't you give us a week. I promise I'll get you the money."

He turned around and approached her again. "How long do you think I've been doing this Ms. Vanessa? Do I look like an idiot? Do you know how many chances I've given. How many people lived here for free?"

"No, that's not what I meant."

"If you don't have the money. You need to leave. I'm saying this as a friend. Now please don't make me angry." he said turning his back again.

She began to panic imagining having to go back to her hell. She felt so useless, she knew she had to do something, even the unimaginable. "Please Juan. There must be something I can do for you."

The comment stopped him in his tracks. He smiled as he turned around. He had been eyeing the busty milf for awhile now, just waiting for his opportunity to strike. "Come by my unit later tonight. I think we can work something out."

Rick arrived at the apartment complex late that night. He tip toed past the landlords unit knowing that he had come up short this month. 'Just give me a couple weeks you dirty bastard.' he thought to himself. Just as he was about to pass his door he heard moans coming from within the paper thin walls. Curiosity forced him to stop and press his ear against the wall. Although the sounds were somewhat distorted, he could clearly hear a woman inside. 'Even this old bastard gets laid? What a lucky piece of shit. I wonder who it is?' he asked himself.

"Oh please. No more!" the stranger cried from within.

'He's really giving it to her.' Rick though getting a little turned on himself.

"You like that you dirty slut?!" Juan yelled as Rick heard a series of slaps.

"Oh, god!" The woman cried, "it's been such a long time. I can't help myself. I'm a dirty slut."

'Woah. She kind of sounds like mom, but mom would never say something like that. Maybe I should record this.'

"I'm gonna cum!" she cried

"Alright. I'm almost there too. Tell me where you want it bitch. Inside?!"

"No please not inside! I'll become pregnant. Anywhere but inside."

"Then you'll swallow my load. Don't waste a single drop."

The moaned and cried together as the sound eventually faded. 'What a show,' Rick thought to himself. 'I better get back before this old bastard comes hunting for his money.' Rick exited towards the stairwell.

Upon entering his unit he noticed an empty room. "Mom?" he called out. "Where the hell could she have gone." Suddenly, he began to connect the thoughts. "No! It can't be." He dropped his things and ran out the door not caring to lock it behind it. He ran downstairs and slowly crept up to his landlords unit.

"Please stop! My son will be home soon." Vanessa cried on the other side of the wall.

"I'm not done with you yet bitch. You still owe me a lot." There was no denying it. His mother was fucking the landlord for the rent. Rick fell to his knees knowing that he had failed his mother. He couldn't even move. Couldn't even stop his mother from being violated. He wept pathetically and helplessly as his mother was fucked again and again. "I can't get enough of this ass. Where should I put it next? Here?!"

"No!!" Vanessa cried again. She eventually stopped resisting as only tears ran down her face. She began thinking if this was really the best thing for her and her son. Maybe they should've taken their chances on the street.

Finally hours later Juan finally let Vanessa go. She was at the door with smeared mascara and a messy head of hair. "Two more nights like this and we'll call it even." he said giving her a smack on the ass then pushing her outside.

When Vanessa arrived home, she found Rick fast asleep. Not wanting to arouse suspicion she quickly took a shower before going to bed. She woke up the next day extremely sore. Juan didn't have the biggest cock in the world, but what he lacked downstairs he made up with his fingering techniques. She couldn't remember how many different positions they fucked in or how many times he made her cum. She began to sob thinking that she had stooped so low. She was no different than a prostitute walking the streets.

Rick had already left for work. He promised that he would work harder no matter what it took. To never have to see his mother like that again. Vanessa woke up and started her morning like she did every day. She checked her email to see if there were any new jobs available. She was surprised to find that a company had reached out to her wanting to interview her. The interview was in a couple of hours. Vanessa rushed to get ready putting on the best clothes that she could.

She walked into the large building wearing a professional attire and resume in hand. "Please, help me this one time." she quietly prayed. Inside there were a line of women much younger, much more attractive waiting to be interviewed. The position was a secretary position for a construction company. It seemed like everyone was looking for a job. Vanessa felt extremely intimidated by her strong competition.

One by one, the women entered and left the building until finally, Vanessa was called in. Just a seat and a desk inside the room. There was an older woman and a middle aged man sitting behind the desk.

"Vanessa Vicksen?" The man called.

"Yes, it's nice to meet you." She reached out offering her hand but no one shook it.

"My name is Austin. I'm the man you'll be working for. Here is my current personal assistant Sally. She's been helping me with the interviews today. Do you have any experience?"

"Yes. I mean, no not really. I'm sorry. I don't have any experience at all."

"Did you read the description of the ad Mrs. Vicksen? It clearly stated that we were searching for someone with a lot of experience. We don't have the time to train you. If you can't follow simple instructions I really can't see how you'd be able to work here at all." Sally said in a stern, slightly annoyed tone.

"I'm sorry. My son and I. It's been really hard and this is the first interview I've received in over two months. Please. I really need this job. I can promise you that I'll do everything that I have to. I'll work as many hours as you need me. Please." She started breaking into tears fearing that if she didn't get a job soon, then life would only get worse for her and Rick.

Austin looked somewhat concerned. He had never seen a woman with such desperation. Austin had grown up in a similar situation. In poverty and without a father, he remembered his mother working two sometimes three jobs at once just to provide for him. He could tell she was being genuinely desperate. Such a drive he hadn't seen from other applicants. Out of pity and instinct he decided to hire her on the spot. "When can you start?" he asked offering a tissue.

Both Vanessa and Sally were shocked. "But sir. She can't possibly-"

"It'll be alright Sally. The jobs not that hard anyhow."

"Thank you so much. I promise you won't regret it." Vanessa said.

"You still haven't answered my question Mrs. Vicksen. When can you start?"

"I'm sorry. I can start today if you'd like."

He laughed loudly. "That's fine. Why don't you take off today and get ready to start tomorrow."

"Thank you so much sir. I promise you won't regret this." Vanessa left the room smiling wider than she had in many years. Sally looked disappointed at Austin.

"What?" Austin said smiling at Sally.

"Your mother would be extremely disappointed with you if she saw you today. Was it because of her big tits? or her large ass? She's nothing more than a breeding cow."

"Oh Sally. Don't be so mean. She'll be fine." He paused closing his eyes and relaxing a bit. "And mother. She'd understand." He smiled again.

Vanessa arrived home later that night. She went shopping for some proper work attire. As she entered the building Juan stopped her in her tracks. "Oooh. I like the outfit. Where'd you go honey?"

Vanessa ignored him trying to walk past him.

"We're still on for tonight right?"

"No Mr. Juan. I'll pay you the rent."

"Oh you got money? Where is it?"

"Well I mean." She paused remembering that she wouldn't be paid for at least a month.

"I'll tell you again. You got three choices. Pay me today or get the fuck out of my apartment."

She was startled not wanting to end up on the streets. She was at a loss for words.

"Or you can come over right now."

So disgusted and helpless she felt that she didn't really have a choice. She prepared herself mentally promising that she'd only have to endure his terrible acts for a month. Then they could move out completely. She walked towards him as he placed his arm around her waist.

"Good girl. Now let's have some fun." Vanessa entered his unit seeing that he hadn't cleaned anything since her visit last night. It was an absolute pigsty. "You remember where to go?" She nodded stepping over the piles of trash.

They made it back to his bedroom. "I have to admit Vanessa. Seeing you dressed like an office slut really turns me on. Where'd you go today honey?"

"I had an interview," she said quietly as he began groping her body. He slowly zipped the side of her skirt down her legs.

"Wow, I'll never get sick of this amazing ass." He gave her a hard slap. She winced closing her eyes. "An interview? You looking for a job?"

"Yes," he began kissing her bare ass as he bent her over on the bed.

"Lay down honey." He pulled her panties to the side revealing her pink pussy and small white asshole. He shove his nose deep inside her asshole while eating her out. "You could always work for me. I could get you a lot of money."

She rolled her eyes hating him as she stared straight ahead. "No thank you," she said politely declining.

"Fuck you then." He gave her a hard slap, one that made her jump, and pulled down his pants. He was already hard from seeing her. He qued her to bring her pussy up for his fucking. "Since you've been such a bitch to me, I'm extending your services for the rest of the month. You got that your fucking whore?" He jammed his cock into her dry pussy. It hurt them both as she yelped.

She knew in the back of her mind that it would come to this. She laid with her face down and ass up taking the man's cock. He grabbed a large chunk of her flesh.

"This." He squeezed pinching her as hard as he could. "This is all mine! Whenever I want. You'll come to fuck me. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" he yelled slapping her again and again.

She tried her best to endure the pain, but when she couldn't take it anymore she screamed into the blanket she was biting down on. "MMMMM" She yelled feeling no pleasure at all.

"That's right bitch. I'm gonna make you scream every single fucking day until you give me money." The assault continued late into the night.

Rick arrived late that night again. By now, a small crowd had gathered near the landlord's unit. "Damn, Juan's really giving it to that whore." A man said in the crowd. They laughed. Rick rushed passed them embarrassed and scared. "Anyone know who it is?" he asked looking around.

"Might be that fat bitch from 201."

"Damn, you talkin about that thick ass milf?"

"Yeah bruh, have you seen her titties. Saw her walkin out with a skirt and shit. Probably goin to work." they laughed.

They finally finished around midnight. As Vanessa was gathering her things Juan stopped her. He pulled out a butt plug with a pink jewel. "I want you to wear this at all times. You're to never take this out. Understand?"

She just nodded wanting to get home as soon as possible. He shoved it into her asshole. Luckily it wasn't as big as the ones Rick had trained her with. She could easily manage the butt plug. "I'll make sure it's in whenever I see you."

'Whatever,' Vanessa thought to herself. She'd just put it in when she was walking past his unit.

The next morning she woke up still a bit sore. She got ready not forgetting to put her plug in. As she walked past Juan's unit he came out greeting her. He placed his hand on her ass and ran his finger down her asshole to make sure he felt the plug inside of her. It was there just as he expected. "Good girl. I'll see you tonight."

Vanessa walked off not wanting to miss her bus. This was Vanessa's daily routine for the next month. Every night, Juan would fuck her senseless. Some nights he was a passionate lover, other time he came quickly and let her go. She showed no emotion and just treated it as a daily chore. Meanwhile, Rick worked hard. He was only getting around 6 hours of sleep a day and working the rest. He knew of his mother's problem with the landlord but never said anything. He told her to hang on just for a few weeks inside his head. Then he'd get his pay checks and they'd be fine.

Vanessa quickly started falling for her boss. He was an honest man and not a sleazeball like the rest of the men she had encountered in her life. He never took perverted peeks at her and always looked deeply into her eyes whenever he talked to her. It was as if she was looking into her soul. She didn't know if he was married or not, but didn't have intentions of possibly ruining her job. She simply enjoyed his company as she secretly fell in love with him.

They'd regularly go out to lunch together and they would talk about their life. She found out that he grew up with just his mother in a poor neighborhood. He didn't make any money until he finished college and started his own business. He cared for his mother for fifteen years as he watched her slowly wither away from her cursed cancer.

Vanessa felt special as Austin began opening up to her. He seemed like he wanted to cry. She could see how lonely he had been since his mother had passed. Maybe that's why he kept Sally around, she thought.

Austin began crying. Vanessa wasn't sure what she was supposed to do. She decided to go with her motherly instinct and cuddle him. She held a hand over his back and rubbed him. "It's okay." she said in a sweet caring voice.

Austin lost what he was able to hold together so well and embraced Vanessa. "I'm sorry you have to see me like this. I promise, I'm not normally like this."

"I understand."

"Something about you makes me feel safe. I don't know what's wrong with me. It's so wrong, but I fell in love with you from the first day we met."

Vanessa was shocked. The word "Love" was such a distant idea. How long had it been since a man had professed their love to her. She couldn't remember the last time James said it or even Rick. She wanted to cry too.

He felt uncomfortable with her silence. "I'm sorry. That's wrong of me to say isn't it."

"No." She stopped him wanting to tell him that she too was in love. "I have feelings for you too Austin." A man crying into her shoulders, was the only man that had ever shown that they wanted more than sex from her. For the first time in her entire life, she felt like a real woman. Love, how could it feel this strong?

They began to date regularly after that. Austin didn't care much about the employer-employee relationship as he owned the company. They were moving so fast on an emotional level but never had sex. They were bound to be together. Soul mates at least.

Vanessa told her son of her new found love. The way she expressed the way she felt about him and how she just couldn't shut up about him made Rick realize that he would soon lose his mother.

For the first time in his life, Rick thought of his mother's interest instead of his. He gave her his blessings and sent her off to get married. Vanessa refused to leave Rick behind, but he somehow convinced her that they would still see each other all the time and that he wanted her to be happy and not to worry about him.

Vanessa was married to Austin three months after they first met. She moved into Austin's house and Rick was left to fend for himself. Vanessa promised that she would come visit him every day. It was like a fairy tale ending where the princess finally met her true love.