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Half-way to the school, Tim started walking across the street quickly and Olivia wasn't quite sure why until she saw Pete taking chase. He was a big guy, taller and more muscularly lean than anyone she had ever been with.
Before she saw Pete, she was headed over to save her son, but now she just stood there...watching.
The bully slapped her son hard and he fell to the ground, landing on his broken arm.
"Fucking pussy," she heard him scream at her son. She felt horrible but her nipples got hard and the hair on the back of her neck stood on end. A wetness crept into her cunt as she squeezed her legs closed, tightly.
Bighting her lip she watched the abuse go on for a few more minutes, until Tim gave Pete the money she had given for lunch. Tim was crying and all she could think was that maybe he should go without lunch today.
For now, though, she had to be a protector and stop this from happening again. It was horrible enough to have just let that incident take place in front of her. Although, she could justify her inaction with the idea that she was investigating and did not want to embarrass her son by running in. How to explain her sexual feelings though was better left to be explored another time, when she was home and very much alone.
Pete obviously wasn't going to school today as he headed in the opposite direction as Tim. Deciding to follow him and confront him wherever he would end up, Olivia snuck around about thirty feet behind her son's torturer.
Along the way she couldn't help notice his tight and muscular physique, from his ass all the way up to his shoulders.
"This is how a man should be built," she said to herself, under her breath. Casually, he walked not seeming to notice Olivia trailing him. At some point during the walk, however, she lost him.
Jogging up the street to catch up to him, she didn't notice that Pete had ducked into an alleyway and gasped in shock when she was grabbed from behind and dragged back into the shadows.
"Who the fuck are you?" he spat.
"Tim Redmon, the kid you were just bullying."
"You're that shit stain's mother?"
"Yes," she answered, not bothering to dispute the name he called Tim.
He released her and asked, "How is it that you are his mother? You are fucking hot as hell!"
"Thanks, but I want to talk to you about leaving him alone...not my appearance."
"You're a liar," he smirked at her.
"What? I don't appreciate you accusing me of lying," she sprayed back angrily.
"Just shut up. I know you are lying. You don't give a shit about him and...you want me."
"Oh my God! I can't believe that you would even think that," she gasped.
"It's true, I know it is. Otherwise why would you watch me beat the shit out of him and take the little bitch's lunch money? You didn't think I saw you, across the street, looking on...getting hot? Biting that lower lip and hugging yourself while you got wet watching? It turned me on to know that some bitch liked what I was doing, so I did it harder. Who knew it was his mother," he sneered, "and do you know what? I think you liked seeing that pussy get put down and shown his place and that now you want to fuck me far more than you ever wanted that piece of shit's father. It's true, isn't it?"
"I have absolutely no intention of ever cheating on my husband," she explained in a tense and controlled way as she accented every word by poking him in his hard pectoral muscle, "and if I ever were going to, it sure as hell wouldn't be with a kid like you!"
Faster than she could see, Pete grabbed her arm, pulled her toward him, and kissed her hard and passionately. His tongue snaked into her mouth as, automatically, she started fighting back, wrestling with him, and eventually shoving him off of her.
"Get the fuck away from me, asshole. I didn't ask for that! Leave me and my son alone!"
Pete grabbed her back forcefully, spinning her around so that her back was pressed to his front, and bega