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  The Dorm's Hotwife MILF and The Bad Boy Bull Who Saved Our Marriage

  The Dorm’s Hotwife MILF

  Part 1: The MILF’s Dark Temptation

  By Raven Merlot

  Annie Doll claimed to have the perfect life. She married her childhood sweetheart Kelly in her early twenties and then grew up in the midst of southern “bible belt” culture, settling down to a suburban paradise and having a two-child family by her mid-twenties. PTA meetings, church picnics, football games and football on TV, that was the life.

  The Doll family raised a son, Steven, who was an A-list student all his life, and who later achieved his own dreams, earning a football scholarship at ASU. Annie had it all…and forty-five years of life experience, which allowed her to talk down to (almost) anybody, save maybe the Lord himself.

  Annie herself was the first to admit she owed much of her success in life to being anal. Extremely anal. She organized her daily calendar every day, made appointments by the hour, and planned household activities minute by minute. That’s how she managed to stay on top of everything and ensure her every appearance was on time.

  Annie and Kelly couldn’t afford to be late, especially since Kelly had such a high ranking position at Negaph Construction. He made so much money with his architectural genius, Annie barely had to work.

  But even after raising her son and sending him to college, she still decided to stay active just for the joy of working. She took a part-time job teaching as a substitute teacher and it was a role she played very well—and why not? Her years of experience as a mother, activities planner for school, and devoted wife prepared her for any job title.

  Kelly himself was still enamored at Annie after almost twenty-five years of marriage. People used to say Kelly was a good looking fellow, at least he was until he started losing his hair! But Kelly always thought he “married up,” considering how beautiful Annie was.

  She wasn’t super thin, that was never what Kelly went for. She had an hourglass figure that seemed to fit her “mom” personality quite well. She never dressed seductively, always with respect for her husband and her faithful marriage.

  Usually one could find Annie dressed in a red or dark blue blouse, sometimes with a sweater vest over her top. Her hair was short but spunky, wavy and brown. Her eyes were large, dark and enthusiastic; they only complimented her cutely stout nose and big smile.

  Her thick black eyeglasses definitely “felt like Annie,” since she had been playing mom all her life and grew accustomed to the role of teacher. Of course, Kelly never really thought of her as a “hot teacher” type. He saw her for the innocent beauty she always was, even as a child, and now even as a forty-five-year-old matriarch of the family.

  “You look so pretty,” Kelly said, smiling big and kissing his wife good morning.

  “Thank you, honey!”

  “Adorable.”

  “Second only to you!” Annie laughed.

  “No, I’m just an old geezer,” he laughed back to her, even though he was only two years older. “But I definitely lucked out with you.”

  He hugged her again and kissed her a second time.

  Annie turned her head in surprise. “Well, well! Someone’s frisky this morning.”

  “Sorry, just feeling giddy from coffee. You know how I am.”

  “Well, settle down, goofy!” Annie said with a smile. “My forty-five-year-old body just can’t keep up with your twenty-year-old imagination.”

  Kelly laughed hard. “No, no, I don’t want to embarrass myself. But my, we sure had some fun back in the day.”

  “Many years ago,” she said with a wink.

  Indeed, the only thing that seemed missing was that “spark of romance” that everyone else seemed to talk about. Annie and Kelly never gave it much thought. They enjoyed lovemaking for what it was—a procreative act, nothing so seedy or aberrant. They were proud that in almost twenty-five years of marriage, neither of them strayed, not even once. As marriage should be.

  ***

  Annie’s next appointment was to meet with Steven at his college dorm. They hadn’t seen Steven in a few months so some catching up was an order! Steven took after his father a great deal, with the golden hair, tall frame, and sweet almost geeky smile.

  Annie and Kelly thought it was odd that Kelly requested they “dress down” when coming to visit. Dress down? As in what? Of course they knew better than to show off their money—least of all in a university where so many students are trying to make ends meet.

  They arrived shortly after five p.m. and hugged their son hello.

  “Hey, baby!” Annie said. “You look so handsome!”

  “Thanks, Mom,” Steven said, a bit embarrassed.

  “Oh, cut it out! You’ll always be my baby. You know that.”

  “I know,” he said, hugging his dad hello. “So I’m eager to show you around town.”

  “Well sure, honey,” Annie said, a bit confused. “But you know we didn’t actually come to see the city. We just wanted to see you. And where you’re living now.”

  “Well, this is it,” he said, pointing at the small dorm room. “Not really much to see her. Just a place to sleep.”

  “Having those wild parties?” Kelly asked with a laugh.

  “Nah, not really. You know realistically there’s not a lot of time to goof off, not much time in between studies. Come on, let’s go out.”

  “Why are you so eager to get rid of us?” Kelly asked. “Oh wait…let me guess. Do you have girls dropping by?”

  “Huh!” Annie said, scandalized at the thought. “That’s not the way we raised you, Steven Doll.”

  “What are you talking about!” Steven laughed. “I’m just saying it’s kind of dank in here.”

  “Dank? What is dank?”

  “I meant, uh…just, never mind. Look, uh…if you want to look around the college, there’s something you should know.”

  Annie and Kelly looked at each other and quickly lost their smiles.

  “You make it sound so ominous, darling,” Annie said.

  “What’s wrong, Steven?”

  “Nothing, nothing. Just, uh…”

  He couldn’t seem to hide his nervous mannerisms. Annie and Kelly definitely got a feeling…he was eager to tell them something, but also scared to death. That was never a good feeling.

  “Just come out with it,” Kelly said, minus a smile. They were fearing the worst.

  “Well…I have a roommate living with me.”

  “Ah hah…”

  “Umm…how do I put this?” Steven laughed nervously. “He’s a little different. I mean not like, special in the head or anything. I mean just kind of out there, you know?”

  “Like how?” Annie asked, suddenly folding her arms and staring at Steven in disapproval.

  “When you say ‘out there,’” Kelly said in suspicion, “Do you mean…?”

  “What?”

  “You know, on the drugs?”

  “No, no!” Steven laughed. “That’s not what
I’m saying. I mean I don’t know if he’s ever been tested for, uh…look, that’s not the point. That’s not what I’m talking about. He’s not a weirdo. I mean he’s a fairly normal guy. Just…you know…a bit much.”

  “A bit much?” Kelly said sternly. “I don’t like the implication. What is he, that you would describe him as a bit much?”

  “Just, uh…well…”

  “Son…you’re making this twice as bad as you think you’re making it,” Kelly said. “Just tell us what’s wrong. We already suspect what it is…”

  “There’s nothing wrong!” Steven said. “He’s just a dude, you know, a black guy.”

  Kelly and Annie stared at each other and then laughed.

  “What, Steven!” Annie said, tittering away. “So what if he’s black? We’re not from the 1940s! We’re not going to wave a Confederate flag, silly!”

  “Oh, geez,” Kelly laughed. “And here I thought it was something terrible. And you’re worried your black friend will offend us! You’re funny!”

  “Cool, yeah, right. No, it’s good. Just, uh…you know, people around here are a bit open-minded, you know. Free thinkers.”

  “Well of course, dear. I got news for you…segregated schools were closed down a looooong time ago!” The parents laughed together.

  “Uh, yeah. Okay…yeah, just remember what I said.”

  Annie and Kelly recovered from their belly laugh…but something was still giving them the creeps. Why was Steven making such a big deal about this friend? Were they doing something illegal…immoral…

  Or could it be?

  Annie and Kelly were more than a little suspicious their son might be “experimenting” sexually. They remembered he was always a bit enamored at those shirtless He-Man characters as a child. He also seemed to be implying that he and his roommate had a “special relationship.” There’s no telling what that meant!

  It was a short wait until the roommate finally came back to the dorm—and he immediately gave off some bad mojo, as the kids call it.

  Jeremiah was his name and his dark skin color alone seemed to stun the Dolls into silence. He wasn’t just a black man, he was a dark-skinned man who towered over everyone in the room, standing over six feet tall. He was also built like a tank, thick arms, a protruding chest, and a tight waist that he didn’t mind showing off in a purple tank top.

  “Um, guys, this is Jeremiah, my dorm roommate.”

  Annie and Kelly were polite and shook hands with Jeremiah, quite alarmed at just how black he was. The man was young, probably in his early twenties, but talked with a dangerous almost serpent-like voice—at least that’s what Kelly saw.

  “Why hello, Steven’s parents!” he said with a big cheesy grin. “My name’s Jeremiah. Like the bullfrog.”

  He laughed and Annie and Kelly laughed with him.

  “What are your names may I ask?”

  “Annie Doll!”

  “Steven Doll!”

  The young man seemed so nice. He did seem a bit…smiley. But Kelly figured maybe that was just a quirk all black men had, they were a friendly people!

  “How lovely to meet you, Annie,” he said, nodding and squeezing her hand in politeness. “May I say you are very lovely woman. Kelly here is a lucky, lucky man.”

  Annie and Kelly laughed in surprise.

  “Uh, thanks? But I’m married. He’s my husband.”

  “I know that. I kind of figured Steven’s parents were married.”

  “All righty then,” Steven said, gulping and taking back the center of attention. “I was just telling my parents here what we all do on our spare time. I like to read.”

  “So do I!” Kelly laughed.

  “I like to plan things!” Annie said happily. “Anal Annie, you know they call me.”

  Steven shut his eyes in embarrassment. “Mom, you need to stop using that word.”

  Jeremiah, on the other hand, was laughing hard. “Oh man, oh man. I’m glad to hear that, Miss Doll.”

  “Don’t…” Steven warned him. “Mom, just don’t. That’s…that means something else.”

  “Well, I wouldn’t know,” Annie said, frowning. “I’m really not caught up on all the new swearing, Steven.”

  “It’s fine, no big deal. SO!” Steven tried to change the subject. “Who wants to go out to eat?”

  “What do you do for fun, Jeremiah?” Kelly asked. Let me guess…you like music.” He nodded.

  “Ummm, sure, I like music,” Jeremiah said with a tilt. “Course between work and my social life I don’t have a lot of free time.”

  “Social life? Getting to know teachers and stuff like that?”

  “Oh yeah, I’ve known a few teachers.” Jeremiah giggled, just as Steven cleared his throat. “But what I really like doing on my spare time is well…you know, milfs and cougars.”

  “Oh God,” Steven said, shaking his head.

  “What is that?” Annie said, cluelessly. “Is that a game?”

  “Yeah, it’s a game, Mom,” Steven interrupted.

  “I’m just being honest!” Jeremiah said. “I’m a very busy man. So busy playing my game I hardly got time to exercise. But don’t worry, playing keeps me in shape.”

  Jeremiah tickled Kelly and giggled. “Ain’t that right, Kelly? You feel me.”

  Kelly laughed. “Well, it’s good to stay in shape! I like to jog a mile a day. It keeps me active and helps me focus.”

  “What kind of game is it?” Annie said. “One of those Nintendo Wii games?”

  “What?”

  “Milfs and Cougars? What does that mean?”

  “Mom, don’t…”

  “Ohhhh, uh…” Jeremiah laughed. “You know, Mrs. Doll. Milfs and cougars? Like…”

  Jeremiah tilted his head but Annie shook hers.

  “Well, to put it in a sophisticated way,” Jeremiah said, smiling at everyone in the room. “Milfs and cougars are mature, beautiful women. And the men lucky enough to date them.”

  “Huh,” Annie replied. “I’ve never heard of such a thing. What is a milf?”

  “You know…Mother…”

  “Mother?”

  “Mother, I’d Like To…” Jeremiah cleared his throat.

  “OH!” Annie said, widening her eyes in scandal. “Oh my! You kids come up with such…interesting phrases in your spare time.”

  “Yep, we do, we do,” Jeremiah said. “But all hard work and no hard play makes Jack a dull boy, know what I’m saying?”

  “Who is Jack?”

  Jeremiah cackled and then smoothly took Annie into a half-way hug. “I adore your mother, Steven! She is so cute! And here you were, so nervous that I would say something rude in front of your parents. But they are really cool down-to-earth people.”

  “Right on, player one!” Kelly said with a dorky smile.

  “Right on, man,” Jeremiah said with a wink.

  “And you are so adorable too!” Annie said, patting Jeremiah on the arm.

  Jeremiah seemed charming enough. Sort of like Steven, in that jokey college boy kind of way. But both parents couldn’t shake the feeling that something ELSE was going on. Why were Jeremiah and Steven so close? Why was Steven so nervous? What was the secret that everyone seemed to know…except for Annie and Kelly?

  Kelly wasn’t satisfied. He decided right then and there he would have no more games or mysterious. Whatever Steven was hiding he needed to get it out in the open.

  “Steven…since you’re so eager to escape your campus…why don’t you and Jeremiah come over for dinner?”

  “WHAT?”

  “Sure, honey,” Annie said with a nod. “It will give us the chance to get to know each other better. See what our son has been up to.”

  Annie smiled at Jeremiah. “And Jeremiah will tell us all your dark secrets, won’t you?”

  “Well…I can’t break confidence, Mrs. Doll. But what I can tell you is that Steven here is quite the ladies’ man.”

  “Really?”

  “Oh, gimme a break,” Steven said.
br />   “Uh, uh, uh. You’d think a guy like me has his game down? No, but Steven here…he knows what’s up. He’s fighting girls off with a fork.”

  “Nothing compared to you hotshot,” Steven said…but hardly smiling.

  Kelly and Annie took notice of Steven’s quiet hostility. He seemed to be angry at Jeremiah about something. There was definitely more here than meets the eye.

  ***

  Dinner at the Doll residence was fantastic. It was a light dinner but Annie made it clear Jeremiah should make room for dessert. Once she got to cooking, there was no stopping her! Her brownies were the best in town, that’s what Kelly said.

  But Kelly had some other plans for the night. The more he looked at Jeremiah and then to the nervous reactions of Steven, the more he began to suspect that this wasn’t so much a “friendly” dinner as it was an episode of “Guess who’s coming to dinner.”

  Kelly shook his head in concern, figuring that his son was not only gay but black-gay. No wonder the poor kid was so confused and nervous.

  “We mostly study, honestly, Dad,” Steven said, finishing up his meal.

  “This is a real nice house you got here, Mister Doll,” Jeremiah said. “Two stories…fancy fixtures and artwork. You made a good living for yourself. Steven here is very fortunate.”

  “Yeah…” Kelly said, looking into Jeremiah’s giddy eyes. “He is very fortunate.”

  He sighed. “Steven? Can I talk to you in the other room for a moment?”“Um, sure. Why?”

  “A private matter. Then we’ll get to dessert. Because I know your mother is aching for some brownies.”

  Kelly welcomed Steven out to the study.

  “I am!” Annie replied back in the dining room. “I worked so hard on them! I deserve a little satisfaction!”

  Annie teased Jeremiah and elbowed him lightly. “I cheat on my diet sometimes.”

  “We all cheat sometimes,” Jeremiah replied with a simper. “Sometimes it’s what we need to do to survive.”

  “I do! I need chocolate. It serves as the perfect counterpart to all the salad and vegetables we stuff down in there.”