Zach’s Perspective
It had been a long day that started with me taking Karen to see her parole officer, then I had to catch up on a bunch of case work that had piled up during the storm, finally I had a little time to go over River’s letter. It was short and sweet from a law firm in Iowa informing him of the death of his father’s brother. It said he was left some land and to contact the law firm for more details. I called River after I read through it and had a gazillion questions for him.
“So how close were you to this uncle?”
“Not very, he and my father were close when they were younger, he named me after him. But they had a big fight over the farm and land after my grandpa died, then, he moved away and I haven’t heard from him since” River said. “My grandfather had split up the family land between the two brothers and my dad tried to take it all because my uncle didn’t want to farm it and my dad thought he deserved it all. I don’t know how everything worked out or how much land my uncle had, but I know he wouldn’t give it up and my dad leases a lot the land from him.”
“Do you think that’s what he left you?”
“I wouldn’t doubt it. He sure as hell didn’t want my dad to have it… so maybe.”
“Come by my office tomorrow. We can call the lawyer together and figure out next steps” I suggested, then we set an appointment and I packed up for the day and left the office. I went into the parking garage like I always do, I hit the key fob to unlock the door as I approached the Jetta. Without a sound, like a well-trained ninja, he appeared out of nowhere and was just inches behind me. He grabbed me by the shoulders, flipped me around and pushed me up against the car, wedging me between the cars body and his.
“Nobody fuckin’ tells me who the fuck I can hang out with, faggot” Johnny Black said with a grunt. I could smell weed on his leather jacket, and cigarettes and liquor on his breath as he spit his words into my face. “Karen sees them kids or you don’t.”
I was trembling, This big, fucking criminal had me pinned against my car and was threatening me. No wait… he was threatening my family. Oh, fuck no! Now I’m no Vin Diesel, but I can hold my own, and no one, no one threatens my family. No. Fucking. One. “Are you threatening me?” I asked.
“That’s kinda obvious, faggot. What? You a retard too, huh?” He scoffed.
That was it. My instincts kicked in and my knee flew into his groin with all the force I could muster. He dropped to the ground, I opened the door, jumped in, started the car, shoved it in reverse, pushed the pedal to the metal, and got the fuck outta there. I didn’t give a fuck if I rolled over the guy, hell that would’ve been a bonus. All that happened in the span of about three seconds. I swear I was doing 50 MPH in that garage as the Jetta bounced over the speed bumps and I made my way down to the exit where the gate attendant was. I blasted the horn to get his attention and he jumped outta the booth, “Hey, some guy just attacked me up on the third floor, call security” I blurted as I dialed 911. Within a couple of minutes security was on the third floor of the garage and the cops were on their way… of course Johnny Black was long gone. I called Seth who was home with the kids, gave him the top line that Johnny Black showed up and threatened me, then I told him to leave the house, “Take the kids to my parents, or over to Brody and Max’s, just get the fuck outta the house now!” I was freaked the fuck out but trying to remain calm on the outside. Protecting my family was my only purpose at that moment. I could hear Seth telling the kids to get in the car before I hung up… he didn’t waste any time.
I was worried about Seth and the kids as I nervously gave the police my statement. A couple of the partners were still in the building, and came out to the garage to support me. One even offered to let us stay with them for the night (I declined, but appreciated the offer). Building security pulled the surveillance footage from the confrontation (which the police were calling an assault), they also pulled footage from the front of the building that showed Johnny getting into a car. They ran the plates and found they were stolen from another vehicle (of course). The cops jumped on it right away, they ended up dispatching a unit to Johnny’s last known address, and to Karen’s place to talk to her… I hate to admit it, but I wasn’t convinced that she didn’t set the whole thing up.
Seth called to let me know that he and the kids went to Mom and Dad’s villa instead of BroMax because he didn’t want to put their kids in danger too… I was just glad they were safe. The police suggested I join them and we spend the night, they even gave me an escort to make sure I got there safely.
The kids had no idea what was happening, but went with the flow (as always). We ordered Chinese food and played until bedtime, we did our best to keep it light so we didn’t worry Freddy. After we put the kids to sleep in the two spare rooms, the adults stayed up and talked.
“You’re getting a restraining order on this guy first thing in the morning” my dad commanded.
“You don’t think Karen put him up to this? She wouldn’t do that, would she?” Mom asked.
“I wouldn’t put shit past her right now” Seth said. He used to be her biggest cheerleader, but he felt betrayed and wasn’t cutting her any slack. “Shit, do you think she told him where we live?” He asked. Before I could answer his question, my phone rang.
“It’s Karen” I said after I checked the caller ID. All eyes were on me as I answered. “Hi Karen” I said in a cold tone.
“The cops just left here and told me what happened, I swear to god, Zach. I didn’t have nothin’ to do with Johnny goin’ to your work.” She knew what we were thinking.
I wanted to believe her, “Do you know where he is now?”
“I only seen him a few times since I been out, he said he was stayin’ with his sister, I told the cops everything I know, Zach I swear to god” I could hear the desperation in her voice. I was starting to believe her. Maybe she was just lonely when Johnny Black came along and she just fell into old habit.
“Does he know where we live, Karen?” I asked. Mom, Dad, and Seth were watching me and listening to every word I said.
“I didn’t tell him nothin’” She said. “I swear, Zach. I’d never put y’all in danger on purpose, I’m so sorry all this happened. It’s all my own damn fault.” Those were the words I’d been waiting to hear … it didn’t fix things but at least she was finally owning up to it.
“You’re right, you brought this asshole into our world, Karen” I barked back before I hung up. I was trying to find excuses for her… the kids wanted her around, but we were at the breaking point, we had to be the bad guys. I looked at Seth and said, “I’m done with her.”
Seth sighed, “my heart breaks for the kids… but this is total bullshit. What if you had picked up the kids and brought them to the office with you? This could’ve been so much worse.” We wanted to help Karen, we wanted her in the kids lives, but not at the cost of their safety or ours.
“So, Johnny’s still MIA?” Dad asked, I confirmed.
“Then it’s official, it’s a sleepover” Mom said and started to pull out pillows and blankets to make up the pullout in the living room for us.
In the morning Seth piled the kids into the Atlas and I followed them home in the Jetta. We made breakfast and got the kids ready at home. After Brody picked Freddy up, I followed Seth to daycare, then to work to make sure our stalker wasn’t waiting for him. Seth was uneasy about me going into work but I was surrounded by lawyers and our onsite security was on alert. On the way in I called the police station for an update… they still hadn’t found Johnny, so I made a detour. I went to the clerk of civil courts office to file for a restraining order. It was granted, however, serving Johnny would be difficult since he was still MIA. I found myself in a state of paranoia all day long. Every time the office door opened, I jumped, I was even afraid to go into the bathroom alone. I must’ve called and texted Seth fifty times to check on him… I even called Mrs. Mavis to check on Izzy and Ali.
River came late in the day for our meeting, we called the lawyer to get the details… and yup… he was right, his uncle had passed away a couple of weeks earlier, and left his land to River. The lawyer went through the topline of the terms of the will and promised to send it to me along with a personal letter that his uncle had written to him before he died, the lawyer informed us that Shadow Wolf was already contesting the will. River just laughed at that, “of course he is.” We dove as deep into the issue as we could until we could read the will and the letter from River’s Uncle River.
My last meeting of the day was a virtual one with Sams and his Dad. They were coming back as witnesses for his mother’s trial, and had had no contact with her since here arrest. They retained me to look out for their personal interests and advise on civil matters surrounding the case… technically I had nothing to do with the criminal case. Sams was doing great in his new world. Our main goal was to put her behind bars and put this behind them. It would all be over soon.
After my meeting, I waited until several people left so I could walk with them to the parking garage, every click of every shoe on the cement had me freaked out. That night at home we locked ourselves inside the house and set the alarm. After the kids went to bed, Seth and I poured ourselves a couple of cocktails, and lit some candles to relax… then we had a serious talk about the situation.
“We can’t live like this” I said to Seth.
“We just have to stick to our guns on this. I hate to say it, but it’s gonna be a long time before the kids and Karen are in the same room” Seth said with a sad resolve and rested his head on my shoulder.
“If at all” I added with a sigh. We didn’t want to keep her from the kids, we had to. We talked softly as we cuddled on the couch in our sweat shorts with our bare feet up on the coffee table. We both grew tired of talking about the Karen issue so eventually we just went silent, my arm was around Seth’s shoulder, his head still resting on my shoulder. I took out my phone and put on some music in the background, eventually the two of us fell asleep cuddling on the couch. I felt safe or the first time since the incident.
I had no idea how long I’d been asleep when my dreams turned sexual and oddly real. I felt a warm sensation on my manhood and started to get hard, I moaned loud enough to wake myself, the sensation continued. I looked down to find Seth on his knees between my legs giving me an amazing blowjob. Still almost asleep (but waking quickly) I whispered, “What are you doing?”
He kept sucking for a while as he looked up into my eyes, and grinned around my cock. He finally pulled back and said, “I couldn’t sleep. You’re welcome” Then went back to sucking my cock. Oh my god, the heat of his mouth woke my sleeping monster as he bobbed up and down on me… his beautiful eyes now locked to mine. I held his gaze as long as I could, but eventually I threw my head back in ecstasy, my hands pushed his head down, and my hips thrusted upwards. I was fast asleep just minutes prior, now I was sitting on the couch face-fucking my husband and loving every second of it. Seth had been full of surprises lately. I was about to moan my orgasmic warning when Seth pulled off my knob… he knew my body better than I did. He grabbed the base and stopped me from shooting my load.
“I got other plans” he growled as he kicked off his boxers. He spit in his hand to lube his hole, then got up on the couch and lined me up with his tight, spit soaked hole. He straddled my lap, sat on his knees, and lowered himself onto me. “Fuck yes” he said with an aethereal moan, he was in his own universe as he rode me. I tried to bend enough to take his cock into my mouth as he bounced up and down on me. I got a couple of licks in, then I wrapped my mouth around his cockhead. I did it! I was sucking him of while I fucked him… It’s not like I was deepthroating him or anything, but the feeling of his cock in my mouth and my dick up his ass at the same time was so fucking hot! he was loving it too! He reached down and was jacking the base of his meat stick while I was tasting it and trying to coax out the cream filling. We went on like that for a while, Seth was leaning back with his eyes closed and my hands were clenching his hips when he yelled in a whispered grunt…. “take my fucking load!” His hands were pushing my head down and my neck was bending… I couldn’t care less. I wanted his load and planned on giving him mine. Oh my god, we were both thrusting and bouncing and holding onto each other for dear life as we rode our way to orgasmic bliss, my mouth and his ass were being filled almost simultaneously. I swallowed and licked his cock clean while he continued to bounce and milk my man-utter… eventually he stopped and just sat on my lap. He leaned in for a cum-flavored kiss ending the fuck that interrupted my sleep. It beat and possible wet dream!
We made our way to the bedroom, I wanted to cuddle naked with him so badly, but the kids had been more mobile lately and less shy about just walking in on us so we learned to at least wear underwear to bed. Fine, I still slept like a baby.
The next day was a big one at our house! Freddy, Teddy, and Sammy had been going to soccer camp for about a month and it was family day. The camp invited the families to come out and watch a scrimmage game, and then enjoy a cookout. The game was at 5:30. My mom and Dad agreed to pick up Ali and Izzy from daycare and meet us at the field so Seth and I could go right from work and (almost) get there on time. She also agreed to bring a dish to pass for us and the other two families… she loved doing shit like that and it saved us all a lot of work. We both had crazy days and it was hard to leave early. The police had called me with an update on Johnny Black, they had found the car he was driving abandoned just over the Florida border… I was relieved that he had taken off and did my best to wipe him out of my mind so I could enjoy the day.
I was the last of our group to show up at the soccer field. The bleachers were packed, but Mom had set up blankets and lawn chairs for all of us in a grassy area. Seth had Ali, Max had Olli, and Brody had Abbi all perched on their shoulders. Mom, Dad, BA, Daddy, And Sammy’s moms were all there for the big event… the only one missing was Karen. Freddy wanted her there but we had to say no, and told her she was working. I got there, greeted everyone, and noticed my favorite princess was missing. “Hey, where’s Izzy” I asked Seth.
Before he could answer Ali looked down at me from atop Seth’s shoulders and said, “Hi Daddy. Over dare” And pointed. While the guys were getting ready for their big game, Izzy was on the field with a bunch of little girls Freddy’s age and a young lady that I guessed to be about twenty or so.
“What’s goin’ on?” I asked Seth.
“Those are the cheerleaders from a sister camp, they brought them in for the game to give them some practice.”
“Why is Izzy out there with them?”
“Because of this” my mom butted in shoving her phone in my face. There was a video of the girls doing a cheer, Izzy was on the sidelines captivated by them. The girls shouted “Gimme a V” and Izzy shouted back “Z.” “Gimme an I” “EYE!” “Gimme and C” “ZEEE” … they went through the whole word “VICTORY” then asked, “What does it spell” Izzy Yelled “SOCCO!!!!!!!” (Izzy to English translation: Soccer). She was so into it and doing her damnedest to keep up with the big girls. Oh my god she was freaking hilarious. Apparently, the coach saw her and brought her out to the field with the girls and was teaching her a cheer.
They welcomed the teams onto the field from the makeshift announcer booth set up near us with a folding table and portable PA system. It was the Red Rockets (in red shirts) against the Blue Lightning (in blue shirts) … we all noticed instantly that Freddy and Teddy were on opposite teams. The coach asked the kids to shake hands before the game began and the two boys instantly went to each other, shook hands, exchanged words and both walked away laughing… yup… best friends… brothers even.
The cheerleaders did a cheer to start the game, Izzy was next to the coach cheering along. Her little face was so serious as she listened intently to the coach and watched the other girls as they did the movements and did her best to mimic them. All eyes were on her until the game started. Mom walked over to Izzy to bring her back by us as the game kicked-off.
When Freddy first came to live with us, we bonded over soccer. He loved kicking the ball around, so I worked with him a lot. The kid was a natural athlete and he took instruction well. I’d seen him play scrimmages with the guys at Pizza Nights, and parties, but this was the first time I saw him play on an actual team of kids his age… and he was a fucking superstar!!!! Sorry, but MY son kicked ass!!!! He owned that field; the crowd was cheering his name as he dribbled the ball down the field and made the very first goal of the game! I watched my son with pride while my dad watched me with the same look on his face. He came and stood next to me… “I know that feeling” he said with a smile as he put his arm on my shoulder. “It’s pretty awesome watching your kid kick ass, isn’t it?”
I laughed, and said “yup” as I watched my boy move on the field. “GO FREDDY! GO!!!!” I shouted as he moved in for another goal… damn, he was good! While Dad and I were cheering mom Came stomping towards us, handed me Izzy then turned on her heel and walked back towards the bleachers, up a few steps, picked some guy out of the stands and walked him away from the crowd. “What’s all that about?” I asked Dad.
“No clue” he responded as we watched Mom.
“Hey Seth, watch Izzy” I said.
BA scooped her up before Seth could, “I got ‘er” she said. Dad and I went off to find mom. We walked past the bleachers and found her yelling at some big ole redneck in a red ballcap, he was twice her size… at least.
“… and they’re amazing parents, teaching their kids to be kind instead of freakin bigots who call other people fags. If I EVER hear you say anything derogatory about my grandson again, you’re gonna walk away with less teeth than you have now. Got it?!” Kelly calmly yelled. Her tone was stern, her face was angry, and her words were clear.
“Um. Yes Ma’am. Um I’m sorry” the stunned redneck replied as Mom walked our way.
“Let’s go watch my grandson kick some more butt” she said as she walked past us. Dad and I just looked at each other, then back at the guy in the red ballcap, he just nodded, there was no color left in his face; We made our way back to the group again; Kelly didn’t say a word about it as she cheered with Izzy on the sidelines.
The game was surprisingly action packed for a bunch of six year olds. All the kids did good, and everyone had fun... but Teddy and Freddy were clearly the standouts (especially my boy, Freddy). At the end of the game the cheer coach came over and got Izzy for one last cheer with the team, she proudly made her way onto the field to help with ‘Hit the V, dot the I, curl the C - T - O - R – Y!’ She was five beats behind on choreography and got every letter after “I” wrong but she was cute and confident as hell and the crowd loved her.
Freddy and Teddy came running to our group after the game. “Dads, Dads, did you see me?!!” Freddy asked us.
“Heck, yeah, I did, Bud. You guys were awesome!!!” I said with nothing but full-on pride. We were all showering the two guys with well-earned praise.
“C’mon, they’re puttin’ the food out” Teddy said excitedly and the boys ran off, the adults followed behind. I grabbed my mom’s arm and held her back.
“What happened with that guy, Mom?”
“Nothing” She said with a smile, then turned to walk away. I held her arm and asked again. “I handled it, just drop it” she said coyly.
“Kelly, what happened?” My Dad demanded.
Mom let out a sigh, “When I went to get Izzy off the field, Freddy had just made a goal, and I heard that… that… redneck tell his buddy, “that’s one of them kids being raised by fags, he could probably run even faster in a skirt”” She used a deep, mocking voice when she said it. “So, I told him… well, let’s just say I suggested he show my grandson some respect. I handled it.”
I just shot my Mom a grin, then hugged her. Remember when I said Don’t mess with Daddy Zeff’s family? Well, Don’t mess with Grandma Kelly’s family either. Family Day at Soccer Camp was a success.
To be continued…
