Growing boy- 2

Eric felt his face grow hot with the unfairness of her accusation. His mind grew fuzzy like it did at times like these, and before he could stop himself he blurted out, “Maybe it was your friend with the little dick. He was fucking you in here, wasn’t he?”

He barely saw the slap that knocked his head sideways. The stinging pain in his face made his eyes tear up. He threw his hands to his face and ran from the room, followed by the sound of his mother slamming her door.

For the next several days Eric and Rachel didn’t speak. He suspected his mother had come to the conclusion that he had been right about her lover taking her money. But he knew she would never admit it, and that pissed him off. Why would she give one of her boyfriends the benefit of a doubt and jump on him? Was it because they were having sex? Did those boyfriends gain some sort of status over his mother just because they had some swinging meat between their legs? Well, if a big dick mattered so much to her, then he could do something about that.