Truth or Dare with My... Mom? Ch. 06

Janet smiled and looked at me now. "Anything to add, sport?"

My smile was a smirk as I looked at dad. "Take a look at his face. What else could I possibly need to say to him?"

There was a flash of indignation in dad's eyes, but it died almost instantly. I could see it, he was beaten. With any luck, we'd never have to think about him ever again.

The officer put dad in handcuffs now. "Let's go," he said before looking at Janet. "I'll let you know when he's been dropped off and give you the address."

Janet nodded. "Thank you, constable. I'll wait to hear from you."

She followed them out and closed the door behind them, locking it. When she came back into the living room, she found me hugging mom, who seemed almost huddled or wilted into my arms, trembling. Janet walked up and put her hand on mom's shoulder from behind.

"May I borrow her for a sec, Aaron?" the lawyer asked.

I nodded and let go of mom. Janet turned her around and pulled her into another hug, and mom was trembling and sniffling.

"Hey, it's okay," Janet said, stroking mom's hair. "Probably not how you expected your fancy night out celebrating to end, right?"

Mom smiled and shook her head. "Well, no."

"Listen, Jules," Janet said, lifting mom's face and stroking her cheek gently with the back of her fingers. "I'm pretty sure this is the end of it once and for all. Yes, it should've been years ago, but scum like him only learn the hard way. Sometimes you just need to truly scare and break them."

"I can't believe I ever married him," mom mumbled, sounding miserable and embarrassed.

"Well for the record, you seemed to have gotten a pretty awesome kid out of the deal," Janet pointed out, tilting her head at me. "That nose isn't going down any time soon."

Mom smiled now. "Aaron got to break his nose, you got to slap him... I kinda feel left out."

"I totally would've let you, too," Janet said, letting go of mom and going over to pick up the wine bottle I'd knocked dad out with. She flipped it in her hand and caught it by the neck before handing it to me. "I hope you're never the opposing pitcher in any softball game I play."

"Thanks," I laughed. "I can't believe you smacked him around. Aren't you lawyers supposed to refrain from that kinda thing? Doesn't seem legal. And Officer Doohan just let you do it."

"Officer 'Doohan' is my cousin, Constable Farley, in fact," Janet explained. "He was off-duty, but I have a standing arrangement with him to help me out when he's off the clock and I'm in Toronto. If Randy ever lodges a complaint, there is no Officer Doohan, and I was never here."

"That's so illegal," I laughed, thoroughly amused.

"The important thing is that Randy believes it wholly and completely, and I am pretty damned sure he'll comply," Janet pointed out. "I simply downloaded one of my nationally famous templates and tweaked it to fit our sitch before printing it off. If Randy breaks it, it's actually binding, so he will go to jail. I don't think he will, though."

"Janet, how can I ever thank you?" mom asked, finally exhaling and seeming to relax while she took her lawyer's hands in hers.

Janet considered for a moment, and then gave mom a little smile. "Is that hot tub of yours still operable?"

***

I was lying on my bed up in my room a short time later, and I had my window open so I could hopefully hear a little of what went on below. I'd occasionally peeked out and saw that mom and Janet were stretched out sitting on opposite sides of the tub, and near as I could tell, they were both naked. It shouldn't have surprised me, since mom said she was usually naked in the hot tub with whomever she invited, and the last time she'd had Janet over, they were naked for the session.

I heard them laughing, and mom was drinking wine while Janet had a beer. But the conversation they were having was a quiet one, and I couldn't make it out. I assumed they were discussing fallout from the evening and other related matters. My own mind was still kind of fritzed, given the screeching halt our wonderful night had come to, and how narrowly utter disaster was averted.

It sent a chill through me to remember how thoroughly Janet dominated not only my dad, but the entire situation. There was never any doubt who was in the driver's seat. She was a woman used to giving instructions and getting her way. Any man she was with would need to be formidable indeed.

Thank God I'd managed to erase that video from dad's phone.

The phone...

I didn't remember anyone, including dad, picking it up at any point after the video failed to materialize. I got up from my bed and went downstairs to the living room. The phone was still on the floor, lying face down. I picked it up and looked at it.

Holy shit, it was still on. Didn't dad have a timer on it to lock? Fucking moron.

I noticed it was down to five percent power, and I hurried upstairs and plugged it into a charger to keep it going. I thought about going through it, but then I heard something.

"Aaron? Can you hear me?" mom called from below.

I appeared at my window. "Yeah, mom?"

"Come join us, baby. Bring your swimsuit."

I thought about that and then jumped into my trunks before heading down. I exited the house onto the deck and approached the hot tub. I averted my eyes when I noticed that both women were indeed naked.

"Oh, take it easy, tiger," Janet assured me, waving it off. "You're nowhere near the first eighteen-year-old boy to see me naked, and I know you better than I've known a lot of them."

The statement gave me pause, but I said nothing, wondering what to do. Janet grinned at me. She was a rather attractive woman, mom's height or a tiny bit taller, and I think she was older. It was hard to tell with that aura of authority she radiated.

"We're havin' a good time, but I think your mom wants you here with us, she'd feel better," Janet stated. "You saved her tonight, I want her to feel safe. So get on in, we're not discussing anything you shouldn't hear."

I nodded and clambered in on a third side, settling down into the water. Honestly, after the tension of the evening since we arrived home, it felt really nice, and I began to relax in a way I hadn't allowed myself yet. Maybe this was indeed all over with.

"There we go," mom's lawyer said, nodding once I was in the water. "Hopefully this kind of brings your day to a pleasant end. Nice ride, by the way, Jules. I didn't know they paid you K-wranglers that well."

"Oh, nooooo," mom said with a giggle, shaking her head. It was really hard not to look at her tits while Janet was in the pool. Thankfully, mom's jugs mostly stayed submerged. "That's a rental for our evening out. I still drive the teachermobile, my old SUV."

"You must've had a great night out beforehand," Janet mused.

Mom nodded. "Aaron took me to Le Sanglier Doré for dinner to begin with."

"Oh, I love that place," Janet agreed, nodding. "Some of the best French cuisine anywhere in southern Ontario. Haven't been to it since I got back in town, but now I'll have to go when the chance pops up."

"Then Aaron took me clubbing for a bit, that was a good time," mom continued. "We capped off the evening by sneaking into High Park and goofing around on the play structure at Jamie Bell."

"Naughty, trespassing," Janet laughed. "I should've busted you two, from the sounds of it."

Mom giggled again, and it was nice to see her getting back to her old self. "And we came back here and went in the front door, and there was... there was Randy in the living room. It shocked me, took the wind right out of me."

Mom looked at me and smiled now. "Thank goodness Aaron knew exactly what to do."

Janet nodded. "And thank goodness you remembered the burner phone. I keep them for my women clients I consider to be at risk from their exes. When it's the burner phone, it means I'm takin' the gloves off and sometimes working outside the bounds of the law. Women need to be protected, law or not."

Mom nodded. "Thank you for that, Janet. I'm not sure what we would've done without you."

"Honestly, he could've been busted for violating that order and the B and E, but he probably would have got off with just a few months jail time at best," Janet admitted. "Especially when it became obvious that Aaron broke his nose with an improvised weapon. This is a much better result, and Randy's terror gave me the chance to make it legal and binding. I offered him a lawyer and everything."

"I can't believe he did that," mom sighed, shaking her head.

"Well, he did make some pretty slanderous statements about you two," Janet pointed out.

Mom and I were maybe a fraction of a second too long in agreeing, and Janet spoke again.

"Listen to me, both of you," she said quietly but firmly. "I don't give a shit if he was right. It's nobody's damn business. There are laws against ruining people's lives by publishing it online over social media, which he clearly meant to do. That takes precedence over any other considerations."

She let her words hang for some moments before speaking again. "You guys are my clients, and what you say is reality."

"Thank you, Janet," mom murmured, looking at the water. She had her arms spread out to rest on the side of the tub, and the swell of her breasts was about the churning waterline, her nipples barely concealed. The same was true about Janet, in fact, and she seemed even more blatant about it since those little brown buds appeared from time to time.

"Subject change," Janet said, winking at mom. "So you're the one Becky is stepping aside for? I guess I shouldn't be surprised that you know one another, teachers' unions and all that."

Mom nodded. "How do you know her?"

Janet finished another swig of her beer. "Well y'know she's a science geek, right? Her two best professors when she was at uni are very dear friends of mine, have been for over thirty years now. We all went to university together, known 'em since then."

That answered one of my questions about Janet. She had to be approaching fifty. She didn't really look it, and she sure as Hell didn't act like it. I would've said early forties, but I'm no real judge of these things, either.

"She told me she's getting to work with her spirit animals," mom said, nodding. "I guess those are your friends. I got together with Becky the other day to discuss taking over her job."

Janet was wearing a bit of a smirk. "Have you met Nanu?"

"Oh, yes," mom breathed, nodding again. "She's something, isn't she?"

Janet laughed. "Whatever you may think, go easy on her. She's from a very remote part of Egypt, and she was raised her whole life as a slave. She lives with Becky now, and she's tasted freedom. I spend quite a bit of time around her, and she thinks she's a queen. She survived a brutal life by believing that."

"Very intense," mom said readily. "She sat across the table from me, beside Becky, and I thought she meant to eat me."

"Close," Janet laughed again. "She's pretty omnisexual. But she's a good kid. I think she's about Aaron's age. She doesn't speak English at all."

"Becky kept speaking Latin to her, so I'm sure that's fun," mom mused. "So you happened to be in town? When I called, I expected you to be in Alberta."

Janet nodded. "I originally came in for a very large ceremony that sees one of my friends take over as the matriarch of her family, the first woman in a thousand years of history. Ceremony's this weekend, so I came in. Then it turns out they need me to spearhead a legal precedent for them."

"Calling in the big guns, are they?" I asked, grinning.

"And I've never been more flattered," Janet said, her voice firm in its conviction. "Their son, Alex, who's about to turn nineteen, fell in love with my friend Karen's younger sister, Alli, who's gonna be twenty-one later this year. They fell desperately in love when they met last summer, and so we're going to make avunculate marriage legal in Canada."

"Avunculate marriage?" I queried, not knowing the term.

"Marriage between an aunt and a nephew, or an uncle and a niece," mom said. "Wow, she's his aunt, barely older than him, and they only met last year?"

"Alli grew up in Europe, was taken there before Alex was born," Janet explained, sipping more beer. "He's named after her. I've rarely seen two people so in love."

"All the best to them, then," mom said, nodding. "If you're leading the charge, there's no way they can lose."

"Thanks, babe," Janet said as she drained her beer. "I really should get back, tomorrow is gonna be a long day, ceremonies and all. It wouldn't look good if I was yawning."

"Sorry," mom mumbled, blushing.

"Now, none of that," Janet chided, holding up a finger. "You're not just a client, Jules, I consider you a friend. So of course I had to come down and help set things right. It wouldn't have been possible without Mister Hero here, however."

Janet looked at me and beckoned me to stand up. "Get up and strip off the shorts, Aaron," she instructed. "Not fair your mom and I are givin' you a show and we don't get one."

My eyes widened, and I looked over at mom. She subtly nodded. Taking a deep breath, I stood and let the water cascade off me. After a few seconds, I pulled my trunks down and put them on the side of the tub. I was standing tall enough out of the water than my cock was fully exposed. Mom's eyes darted over occasionally, but she mostly looked away. Janet observed me casually, making no bones about it.

"Nice," she said finally, nodding. "You're gonna make someone happy, sport. Good luck ever finding anyone as amazing as your mom, though."

Then she stood, and I tried to not gape as her wet body came into view. Mom stood as well, and I couldn't help but compare. In my estimation, mom was a little more lush in the body, her tits a little fuller. Janet's were the same size, but a little more pointed. Both women kept their pussies shaved smooth.

I couldn't help but wonder what they would look like in the middle of heated sex together.

"Let's get inside and finish up before I go," Janet said, getting out of the tub. I got out and hurried around to hand her a towel.

"Thanks, stud," she said, patting me on the butt while I helped mom out and wrapped her in a towel now. Half a second later, Janet was handing me the components of her suit, along with her heels. "Bring those inside for me, please."

Now that I had the suit in hand, I couldn't readily wrap the towel I was about to dry myself with around me, but that seemed to have been part of the plan. Mom and Janet both smirked at me and began wiggling across the deck and into the house. Still nude, I simply followed, deciding that now was probably not the moment to come over all prude. This woman had just saved our bacon, big time.

I caught up with them in the living room, as both women were drying themselves off. I put Janet's suit down on the chesterfield next to her and then remembered something.

"Uh, dad forgot his phone," I said before they began talking. "It's still on, and I have it upstairs charging."

"Good catch, Aaron," Janet declared, nodding. "I'll hold onto it, see if there's anything else we need to know. If there isn't, I'll have it sent to him tomorrow before he fucks off."

"Do you really think he will?" mom asked, not quite ready to let go of her concern.

Janet dropped her towel and came over to mom, taking her hands and holding them tight between their chests while she looked into mom's eyes.

"You're not a lawyer for as long as I've been without seeing things in people, Jules," she said gently, smiling. "That scumbag is very afraid, and he's admitted defeat. If he enters Ontario again through an airport or border checkpoint, I have friends in places who will know to tell me. And I'll make sure he knows that."

She nodded as she spoke now, her expression one of confidence. "He's gone, Jules. You're free of him forever."

Mom shivered and arrested a sob. Janet pulled her into a close hug, their naked bodies pressing. Mom wrapped her arms around Janet's back while burying her face in the other woman's shoulder. I decided that now was a good time to go and get dad's phone from my room.

I hurried up at the stairs to get it, making sure it was still charging. I looked at the settings to erase any sort of security to get into the device, but there didn't seem to be one in place. Janet would have all the access she needed with the swipe of a finger. My dad was a fucking moron, as well as an asshole.

"Here we go," I said, walking back into the room still buck naked. Janet was sorting her panties and bra out while mom was slipping back into her slinky dress she'd worn this evening. I just stood there, clearly not allowed to put clothes on. My duty was to remain nude. Hey, after what Janet did for us, it seemed like a fairly reasonable fee.

"You sure I don't owe you anything for this, Janet?" mom asked while she fixed her dress in place.

"Not a chance," Janet said, shaking her head while she slid her bra on. It was one of those fancy kinds with the clasp in the front between the tits. She already had her panties on. "Looks like I didn't finish the job the first time, since he violated the peace bond to stay the fuck away from you. So with any luck, this is the end of the case, even if I had to bend and microfracture the law a little bit."

"We're glad you did," mom said earnestly. "I can never thank you enough."

Janet tilted her head at me again while she stepped into the garters she'd been wearing. "Have you taught him how to put stockings on a woman yet?"

"Uhhhh, no?" mom ventured, blushing a little. I know I did.

"Okay, kiddo, let's see what you can do," the lawyer said, turning to me know. "Can you put my stockings on and fasten them in place?"

She sat down on the chesterfield and stretched one of her legs out in front of her. I took one of her stockings and slid it up her supple leg. She may have been almost fifty, but she still was very supple and sexy. She clearly kept herself in shape. Once it was on her upper thigh, I took the other and slid it onto her leg.

I helped her stand and then began fiddling with the fastenings on the garter to keep the stockings up. Janet tried not to snicker as she watched, and mom restrained a giggle.

"Right here, and here, sport," Janet said, pointing the proper contact points out to me. Soon enough, she was fastened in place and she seemed pleased with my efforts.

"You'll make a gentleman of him yet, Jules," Janet said, smiling and patting me on the cheek. She picked up her purse and other items before mom and I walked her toward the front door. She turned to face us, smiling.

"I'll find time to call you tomorrow, Jules, and then again on Sunday," she said while we stood in the dim hallway. "You'll know as soon as I do once he's taken off, and when he's landed. After that, you'll never hear about him again."

Mom smiled wanly. "What if he goes stupid and comes back?"

Janet gave her an evil smile. "Hopefully I'll know before you do, and that's strike three for him. I may not even tell you where I disappear him to."

Definitely not a woman to be fucked with.

Janet stepped on to me now. "Take care of her, Aaron, she's one of the good ones."

I nodded and Janet leaned in and gave me a peck on the nose. She then turned to mom. "I'll see you soon, Jules, I'm in town for quite a few months yet."

She leaned in and pressed her lips to mom's in a kiss, and I don't think it was sexual, but it was affectionate. Mom trembled a little and moaned in relief at the welcome expression.

Janet turned and opened the door, but looked back at us and winked. "Later, Zanes..."

Then she walked out onto our verandah and down the steps, walking by the Jag. She stopped to admire it for a moment before wiggling on over to a very flashy Porsche in front of the house. She got into it and it purred to life before peeling away. Mom watched, with me behind her (I was still nude, after all), and finally closed the door, letting out a long, loud sigh.