The Battered Lamp Chapter Eight: The Dream of the Genie - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Eight: The Dream of the Genie

... Kyle and his three wives, and a group of pillows covered the floor for the concubines to lounge on. When he had come down for breakfast this morning, his mom was still mad, moving stiffly around the kitchen, and not saying much. She had confiscated his car keys, and ushered them out to her SUV, leaving Shannon to get ready for her own job. It was silent in the car ride. Britney showed no reaction when they pulled up at her house and she climbed into the passenger seat, calm as always. “Hello, Mrs. Unmei.” “Hi,” his mom smiled. “Kyle has lost his car privileges and will be taking the bus home tonight. Sorry.” “I understand. Kyle needs to be more discriminating about where he sticks his penis.” Britney glanced back and Kyle thought her gaze lingered on Christy for a moment. “I want you to keep a close watch on him. Keep him out of trouble.” “I will, Mrs. Unmei.” His best friend looked Kyle in the eyes and, for a moment, her eyes seemed to reflect light like a cat, glowing green. “I will see that no harm comes to him.” “I knew I could count on you,” his mom cheerfully said. “Unlike some girls in this car. And I'm talking about you, Fatima.” “Hey,” his sister-wife protested with mock indignity. “I'm a perfect saint.” “As perfect as me,” purred Chyna, who pulled her skirt up to flash Kyle her naked pussy. “Exactly,” Fatima nodded, grinning—she had gotten an eyeful of concubine snatch, too. When they arrived at the school, his mom dragged him off to the schools office. “I want ...

... you to apologize to the Principal and thank him for not suspending you.” “Yes, mom,” he muttered. He felt like every one of his classmates was smirking at him as he followed his mom through the hallways. It was humiliating, he felt like a child instead of a nearly grown man. All his wives and concubines had abandoned him, claiming the need to get to class. It was probably true, but it still felt like he was being abandoned. “What's your mom doing here?” Braiden sneered as he walked by. “And where are all your concubines? Did your mom take them away.” Kyle's fist clenched and he wanted to just deck the asshole. “If your grounded, I bet Christy is going to need someone to date.” “That's quite rude, young man,” his mom snapped. “That's my daughter-in-law you're talking about.” Kyle groaned. “Come on, mom. Just drop it.” “You used to be a nice, young man, Braiden.” “Geez, need your mom to defend you.” “Come on, let's go see the principal,” Kyle said, grabbing his hand. “Braiden's just jealous because no girl will date him while I got more women than he could ever handle.” Braiden's face turned red as Kyle and his mom walked off. His mom marched him into the office and past the secretary, knocking on the Principal's open door. “Come in,” he called. “Mrs. Unmei?” he asked, stepping up from his desk and walking around. “It's so nice to see you.” Kyle didn't like the smile on his lips. Then the Principal took his hand and crushed it as he shook. The man was a fit looking guy in his ...