Cloudy Mirrors

by Shane Robert

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  Megan

  “Urgh I’m sorry you guys have to see Scottie like that, it really pisses me off!” I don’t think there’s a word fitting to describe exactly how I’m feeling at the moment.

  I try to reel in my anger and calm myself down because my focus needs to be on the roads and not how much I’d like to murder Scottie. Unlike him, I actually care about my boy’s safety and wellbeing.

  My phone vibrates, telling me I received a text. I grab it and just check what it says. It is from Michael:

  Hey so how about Saturday at 9:00am I'll pick the boys up and take them up to the mountains. See if I can get Seth out of his shell a bit?

  I am going to wait to reply; texting and driving with the kids in the car is not something I like to do. Also, I want to keep him thinking don't want to be too quick on the trigger for responding.

  “Hey guys, so Saturday you want to head up to the slopes with Michael and have a fun day without your mom?” I ask.

  Seth replied with a simple, “Sure.”

  And Hunter screaming at the top of his lungs, “YES! Yes, I can’t wait!”

  “All right, as long as you both stay out of trouble at school this week you can go. Mom will get a day to herself that she needs!” Pulling into the driveway, I tell the boys, “All right, go shower and work on any homework you have. Make sure you get your laundry brought down from your room Seth, so I can get it into the wash for school. Let’s start the school week off on a good foot so by the end of the week you guys can go spend the day with Michael at the ski resort.”

  The boys run inside. I stay sitting in the car, pulling my phone back out to reply to Michael. Typing out: I had such an amazing time with you and the sex was great, as I backspace to the beginning and restart my text.

  Saturday at 9:00am should work perfect, just need to make sure the boys are both doing well in school this week. I am thankful for this, I really could use a day to myself and just think about things. The date, and the connection we shared last night was unbelievably great. I hope we can go on more dates and see more of each other!

  I finally head inside and get to work catching up on housework and trying to not check my phone every five minutes waiting for Michael to text back. After spending all day cleaning, doing laundry and catching up with the shows I DVR’ed throughout the week, my phone finally buzzes alerting me that I have a new message from Michael. Swiping my finger across the screen, I open the text, and instantly I feel a small smile forming on my lips.

  Michael:

  I can’t wait! They’re going to have a blast. Let them know I said they better study extra hard this week so they can go this weekend. Is it too soon after our date for me to tell you that I had an amazing time and I can’t wait to take you out again? I don’t know how these dating rules go. Like what’s the proper time frame before I’m allowed to ask you out again?

  I literally look like an idiot, sitting on my couch in my polka dot fleece pajama pants and tank top, with a big goofy grin plastered across my face as I text a guy that is way too young for me, to tell him I look forward to going on another date with him. All the while not being able to get the images that would make a porn star blush, of him and I that are playing out in my head. I type a quick reply before heading to bed,

  I haven’t dated in so long I couldn’t tell you what the dating protocol is for that, but what I can say is that I had a fantastic time last night and I would love to do it again the next time we both are free to go out.

  As soon as my text sends, it shows he reads it and immediately responds back letting me know he can’t wait to take me out again and that he’s already planning what we can do for our next date. I respond simply with a heart emoji and tell him good night before making my way upstairs. I peek into the boys’ rooms making sure they’re asleep before climbing into bed myself and happily drifting off to sleep, where I find myself dreaming of Michael.

  Chapter 6

  Michael

  Saturday morning, the alarm buzzes me awake at 4:30. Rolling over, smacking it to turn it off, I knock it off the table as it unplugs from the wall and the batteries fall out. “Ahh, rough start to the day,” I say to myself. Waking up at 4:30 on the weekend is never ideal, but I wanted to get in a small workout before I go pick up Hunter and Seth for the ski day.

  Grilling up hash browns, cracking a few eggs to scramble after the hash browns finished crisping, I eat my daily breakfast in the kitchen while the news plays over the television on the countertop. The news states the mountain received 10 fresh inches of snow overnight, making me beyond excited to get out there.

  Finishing up breakfast, I scoop my grape flavored pre-workout into my shaker, filling it with water. I shake it up and take it right then and there, chugging it down in seconds before running into my room grabbing my all black Nike gym shoes, and my trusty white over the ear headphones. 15 minutes before your workout is the perfect time to take your pre-workout; it’ll kick in right when you start.

  On the way out, stopping at the closet to grab my jacket, I slip it on and head out into the breezy morning air. The gym is just a block away so I usually just walk unless I’m feeling like it’s way too cold to deal with walking there. I place my headphones on my head, feeding the cord under my shirt, plugging it into my phone. I love waking up this early to work out because everything is still quiet as the town is still fast asleep. The sun is just starting to come up, casting a glow of bright orange behind the mountains, illuminating the dark ink filled sky.

  As I walk into the local gym, starting up my workout playlist, I wave to the cute front desk receptionist. Don’t worry; she’s married to the owner of the gym, but yes, she does have a rocking body.

  5*5 chest day, flat bench, incline bench and ending with dumbbell flys. 5*5 is doing 5 sets of each workout, with 5 repetitions during each set. Besides the peaceful town, going to the gym in the mornings is the way I like to start my day off right, and because there is a total of 10 people that wake up this early to workout. Zoning out into the cardio hip-hop playlist, I blast through my chest day workout, not even realizing I just killed two hours while feeling like it had been thirty minutes.

  Feeling like I just kicked my workout routine’s ass this morning, I strip off my sweat drenched shirt, standing in front of the mirror, and flexing for myself. I love watching my body transform. It’s another addiction I have. I’m addicted to the gym and to watching my body become stronger and more powerful. It’s definitely something I need now that I’m working with Scottie and have potential fights every time I’m with him.

  I decide to whip out my phone, snapping a few selfies while flexing my body and sending it to Megan. Adding a text stating, ‘Hope you don't miss this body too much, I’ll be over shortly to pick up the boys for the day!’ Maybe I’m a little to in love with myself, but I’ve worked hard to get into this great of shape. I’m happy with the way I look, and how I feel in my body and I will continue to grow it.

  ……….

  Stepping out of the shower in the comfort of my own home, I dry myself off, grabbing fresh boxer briefs and preparing for the day. Sometimes it’s nice to shower at home where it’s peaceful and quiet. Although I occasionally shower at the gym if I have less time to spare. Grabbing my ski bag, I set it on the couch as I grab my ski attire and a few extra hats and gloves just in case the boys forget theirs or it gets really cold.

  Opening my car door, there is a crunching sound of ice breaking off from the freeze the night before. I send Megan a text that “I'm on my way”. I warm up the car for about 10 minutes before I actually leave and head over to Megan’s.

  The drive over is peaceful, just thinking about how I hope I can get Seth out of his shell a bit and hope Hunter enjoys his young self. I hope Seth can open up to me more than he has to anyone and see me as a friend more than anything. Just someone to look up to as a male role model, maybe not so much the cocaine I did, or the drinking but he doesn’t know about
that. That will help me keep Megan happy and pleased and hopefully help her trust me.

  ……….

  Bang, bang, the loud sound of my knuckles hitting off the door, echoes around me as I knock on Megan’s front door, waiting patiently for someone to open it. I can hear footsteps rattling off the floor on the other side as two feet come running towards my knocks. Suddenly the door flies open and Hunter is standing there, one boot on, with the laces still untied and dragging along the floor behind him. Mix matched gloves, snow pants on backwards but eager to go, showing me a huge smile, with his hat covering half of his face, such a cute boy he is.

  I spot Seth sitting in the living room waiting patiently on the couch, wearing a black winter jacket and ski pants, with black boots and finishing off the look with a black Spider beanie. He has a half smirk on his face, when our eyes meet. He’s playing it off as if he doesn't really care if he goes or not. It’s too soon to tell if that’s the truth or all an act of him showing off his stubborn style. Judging from the way Megan has talked about him and from what I have seen myself, I think it’s an easy guess to say that a small part of him would rather stay home, veg out on snacks and soda and play Xbox all day. It only pushes me more, I want to help him enjoy himself today and be active and outgoing, get him to have fun and see that hitting the slopes is just as fun as playing it on a video game, maybe even more fun. I’d love if he really took to it and wanted to make this an every week kind of thing. The perk of seeing Megan a lot more wouldn’t be such a bad thing either.

  I catch movement out of the corner of my eye just as I bend down to help Hunter with his boots. Coming out of the back bedroom is Megan, looking as beautiful as ever. Bundled up in a black coat with a fur hood, and tight blue jeans wrapping around her ass so perfectly, making me suddenly wish I was here for other reasons than leaving her to go hang out on a freezing mountain all day.

  The second she spots me in the entryway, her face lights up.

  “Hey, so are you ready for your day to yourself while I take the boys off your hands?” I ask, climbing back to my feet, and stepping around Hunter to meet her halfway. You look absolutely stunning this morning.” I flash her a playful grin as I slide my gaze over her body, laughing as she tries to blow off my compliment by rolling her eyes in disagreement.

  “You’re too kind.” She laughs, “And yes, I can’t thank you enough for doing this because I am more than ready for a me day. I’ve spent the last week doing nothing but working, cooking and cleaning. Now it’s time to do absolutely nothing but relax. If you need anything text me, but only if its life or death because I might not answer if that’s not the case,” she jokes, before giving the boys quick hugs goodbye.

  “All right boys, let's go hit the slopes and give your mom the spa day she deserves!” I exclaim, whipping open the door, and pointing my hand towards the driveway where my car awaits. The second the boys step out the door, I use that free moment to steal a kiss from Megan so the boys don’t get weirded out. Wrapping my arms around her puffy jacket covered body, and pulling her in for a kiss, I keep it short and sweet, before jogging to my car where the boys are all buckled and eager to hit the slopes.

  Chapter 7

  Michael

  The day started off with a few runs on the bunny hill. I needed to see where the boys were at skill level before doing anything extreme. Hunter was pretty good for being so young; he didn't need any help down the hill at all. He had all the basics down already, just needing a slight boost to get up onto the chairlift since he wasn't quite tall enough. Seth on the other hand, kid was all smiles right from the start of the day. He flew up and down the bunny hill showing off. He would go down backwards, carve with perfection and could even do 180s. He was wanting to head to the terrain park and show off all morning.

  Riding in the gondola that takes you all the way to the top of the mountain, Seth smiles wider than I have seen before, pointing out spots he wants to go down to his little brother. I have never see him so happy except for when focused into his video game. I know I haven't been around him much, but it seems he really enjoys skiing and it is something he and I could do together. If not with me, at least he will have an active hobby and not just play video games all the time.

  When the gondola doors open, we grab our skis and walk a few steps to the fresh snow, clicking our boots into our skis and making sure they were all good to go. Heading down the mountain, Seth leads the way. I stay back with Hunter a bit to make sure he can make it down the steeper parts. Seth leads us right into the terrain park of course, not knowing I’m actually pretty talented at skiing. Having been doing it since I was younger than Hunter, I’m confident in myself.

  “Seth, go down with Hunter and wait off to the side of that jump. I am going to show you boys how it’s done! Make sure you video it; here’s the GoPro,” I told them.

  “You got it Michael, do a backflip!” Seth exclaims with the biggest grin ever.

  “All right, head on down there and watch!” I tell them as I watch them ski down to the side of the jump and stop in a spot to be able to watch me. Getting myself ready to fly through the air, like a floating airplane and hopefully land perfect, I’m not really nervous as I’ve done this a thousand times.

  Seth shouts up to me. I can't make out what he’s saying but I do see the thumbs up telling me to go for it. Pushing off with my left foot, I lean back to pick up the speed needed to flip through the air and land perfectly. That is exactly what I did, extending my legs out and completing the full rotation of a nice flair backflip and sticking the landing.

  Skiing over to the side, seeing the boys throwing their hands up and shouting in excitement, “Did you guys like that or what!?” I ask.

  Hunter yelled, “That was the coolest thing I have ever seen, you are the best Michael; this day is awesome!”

  Seth gave me a fist bump, and stated,

  “I’ll do that one day, you better teach me; man, that was legit!”

  The rest of the day is filled with laughter, smiles, falls, and a few bruises. Walking back to the car, I was carrying everything because the boys were way too exhausted to fend for themselves. Getting the boys settled into the car, I start it up and blast the heat on packing up all the ski equipment in the back of the car. Unbuckling ski boots is one of the greatest feelings ever, they are not comfy at all. Taking them off, even after unbuckling is a struggle but as soon as you get them off it's instant relief. In the small amount of time from me changing my boots both of the kids were passed out asleep in the car.

  I snap a picture of them both snoozing and send it to Megan, attaching a sweet text saying,

  Hope you enjoyed your spa day! The boys and I had a blast and I already put them to bed for you...

  Chapter 8

  Megan

  Michael I cannot wait to hear from the boys, on how much fun they had skiing with you! My day was much needed, started it off with a full body massage. I ended it with getting my nails and hair done and some shopping for a few new things. I’ll see you soon.

  Pressing send on my phone, I fire off the text back to Michael.

  I hope the boys had a great day with him; if not, at least he got them to sleep and I won't have to worry about that for the night. This will be nice for a change as long as they go back to bed after walking from the car to the house.

  I do know that I want Michael to stay tonight, because these fresh new nails need to be pressed into his back while he is deep inside me. One night of his great sexual adventures is just not enough for me. I don’t want to be deprived of that dick of his.

  I hope he will want a shower after his long day, an extra wet night with him. People fantasize about that with their man and I want reality with mine. A man that goes out of his way to take my kids out for a fun day, that is the man I drop my panties for whenever he wants it. Lucky him I won't have any panties on when he gets here. Just my booty shorts, and an oversized t-shirt.

  Laying on the couch, I hear the door open and see Seth walking in, wh
ile in zombie mode. “Hey, bud you look tired, go brush your teeth and go to bed, we’ll talk about your day tomorrow,” I tell him as I wrap my arms around his shoulder, and press a kiss to his forehead. Then the man that is slowly turning into the man of my dreams, walks through the door carrying my youngest, who is dead asleep in his arms. I tremble at the sight of this as my body cringes, wanting Michael even more. I give Michael a kiss and he says,

  “I’ll take him to his bed and meet you on the couch, babe.”

  My heart skips a beat at the sound of him calling me babe while being so gracious with my son. This man is something incredible, I hope he can keep up the good work with the boys, that really helps his case, for me to like him. Michael walks out of the bedroom and sits next to me on the couch telling me,

  “I have never seen a smile as big as the smile I saw on your boys today, and the way Seth opened up to me. He treated me like a best friend all day on the slopes. Just someone he enjoyed hanging out with and having fun. Seth was all smiles the whole day, until he was too exhausted to stay awake on the ride home. It was a crazy day but I had a blast. How about you join me for a hot shower? I could really use some relaxation and soak my sore muscles,” he says.

  “I’d love to, I’ll go start the water meet me in there in a minute,” I told him.

  ……….

  Michael

  Walking out to my car, needing to grab my change of clothes I left on my back seat, I approach the back-driver side door but letting the devil on my shoulder steer me into another direction, I find myself pulling open my driver’s side door. I hop into the front seat of my car, open up my middle console, grab my mini glass mirror and enough cocaine for 2 lines. Cutting them up, I take in my daily dose I’ll need it to keep Megan satisfied during this shower because even though I’m aching to fuck her, my body is hurting and I’m drained from spending the day on the slopes. I don’t know why but I also feel like for some reason I fuck better when I’m high. Grabbing my bag from the backseat, I head back inside to take a shower.