Chapter 12
Helen knew Joe wouldn't touch her again unless she signaled him that she was willing. He had been overcome by the spur of the moment, intent on proving how macho he was, and having proved it, he would now leave Helen alone. This was just as well, because Helen didn't relish the idea of fucking for both, father and son.
Her period came that evening, on schedule, and the following morning they all drove home, after cleaning and locking the cabin. When Andy learned she was in her time of the month, he didn't try forcing himself on her, though he admitted to her that he was starting to really like sex with her. She assured him she was beginning to like it with him, making him feel good.
But Andy was not as good as Zip. No one was as good as Zip, not even his own father. By the time her period had ended, Helen was so desperately in need of the boy, she spent an entire afternoon with him in her home, all but draining him. He barely had enough strength to get back to his own home.
The following day, when he stopped by, he told her, "Aunt Helen I love you, but I'm only human. I can't keep up with you anymore."
"I need you, Zip," she insisted.
"You need a cock," the boy nodded. "But no one cock is going to be able to gratify you."
"What are you suggesting?" she asked.
"Me?" he shrugged. "Not a thing. Hell! I don't know what to tell you right now, except that I just don't think I can keep getting up an erection day after day."
He was right. She was becoming too demanding. The trouble was, Andy wouldn't do, either. She had worked on him last night, and he had been good for one shot before falling asleep. Well, hell! The poor man worked hard.
As far as Helen was concerned, that was no excuse. She also worked hard at the small lunch restaurant. She was in by ten, out by two-thirty, and she worked very hard in between. Still, she had a driving need for sex that would not be tempered by work.
She thought of talking to Joe Cerrone, but vetoed that. Sooner or later Maggie might find out if she and Joe did things, and Maggie's finding out would mean the end of their friendship. If she and Maggie were no longer friendly, Zip would be unable to come and visit her. Still, she needed cock. But to go out and brazenly pick up a man was not her style. For that matter, there was always the risk of some venereal disease. No, she had to find cock, but she had to find cock that was clean.
The following day she discussed it with Zip. She told him, point-blank, "I need more than you're giving me, Zip. I love you, but what I feel has nothing to do with love. But I'm telling you this because I don't want you to think I'm sneaking behind your back."
"I understand," he nodded.
"I have to find some men who I can trust to keep their mouths shut," she insisted.
"You won't find any grown man like that," the boy insisted. "Any guy you pick up is sure to brag about it, sooner or later."
"So do schoolboys," she pointed out.
"Not if they expect to get seconds," Zip told her. "Y'know, school is starting soon, and one of my courses is Agriculture. We're supposed to find some interesting vegetation or growth not around here and bring it into class. Twice a week you can take me and some other guy up to the cabin, supposedly to find wild flowers."
"Yes," Helen nodded. "Yes, that sounds like a terrific idea.