A Mother of an Ordeal

The summer had been long for Chad. He spent most of it, actually, focused on something he rarely focused on: working. No, he didn’t pick up a part-time job or anything like that. He was still spoiled rotten and had no reason to get a part-time job. He instead focused on spending time with his father, and on learning exactly what it was that went into RichCorp.

In the process, Chad discovered the advertisement district. Chad found a fascination with the women behind the computers. Though his father teased and insisted that it was only Chad’s lust motivating him, Chad spent more time with them and actually helping them. He became almost like a little intern of sorts – he’d get coffees here, run papers there, and the women in front of the screens would explain this and that to him. At some point Chad was even allowed a computer of his own, where he began to cut and paste images and advertisements all over the screen. At first his creations were mediocre at best but there was talent behind them that kept the employees hoping that he wouldn’t ruin their plans too badly.

So, over the summer, he’d spent little time doing what he thought he’d do – go to the beach, have sex with girls, party, drink – and most of his time was spent learning about his father’s company. There was a serious with which he took the business that gave Geoffrey hope.

There was that one time, over the summer, that stupid woman showed up on Geoffrey’s doorstep when he was alone. Chad never answered the door.

Now, flash forward through the summer, Chad was back on campus. He was met with the longing stairs of the college freshmen, as well as the flirtatious gazes of his former flings. Chad was friendly to all of them but two days back on campus, the only person he called for a late night hookup was Mal. He didn’t know why it was only her he called. Maybe she fit with him well – maybe she was just better than everyone else he’d fucked. Either way he wasn’t complaining! Chad didn’t even think his roommates were moved in yet!

After a round of intense, long-awaited sex, Chad was lying down in his bed all nestled up and comfortable. His room was unpacked, with his favorite blue and gold color scheme decorating the place. He glanced down at Mal, liking the way that her red hair looked against the gold of his sheet. They were both completely naked underneath the covers.

When she moved, Chad did as well, cracking a half smirk over at Mal as she gathered up the sheets and covered herself. Aw, she didn’t have to do that! He sat up and watched as she grabbed the camera and turned it on. Unashamed of his nakedness, Chad allowed the sheets to pool at his waist, almost slipping below his balls, but just barely covering them. She found her place on his lap and he struck a pose for the camera. He looked confident, except after a moment of posing, he seemed to register her comment about his dull-wit.

”I am not dull-witted! I am handsome, strong, and smart-witted,” He chided, sticking his nose in the air. ”The King of campus will answer any question you have for him!”

He grinned over at Mal, his eyes catching the moonlight through the window. ”I think you missed me over break,” he said, tone teasing.

When Mal told Chad that he couldn’t have both beauty and brawn, he pouted. He could so have both! When she told him he wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed Chad leaned closer to her, but kept his face in full view of the camera. He was meant to be a star, his family often said. Cameras and people both loved him! His pout turned into a seductive smile as he glanced down at the sheets, which covered his crotch – very minimally. ”I’d say I have a pretty sharp tool,” He said, just as she panned down his body with her camera. Not unaware she was doing this, Chad flexed his chest and posed for the camera again.

When she insisted she was filming stuff, Chad flipped his head dramatically. ”What’s a film without a star, though! You missed me! You basically admitted that a few minutes ago, or should I remind you again why you missed me?” his voice was seductive again, as he finally looked away from the lense of the camera and down towards Mal’s covered breasts. As she spoke her question Chad grinned to himself, though it also made him wonder. Why hadn’t he done anything like Mal listed over the summer? It was like he’d blinked, and the summer was gone! He could continue joking and say that he’d gone to a zillion parties, and made out with girls from every country, but when he caught Mal’s grinning face behind the camera he couldn’t muster the desire to joke about that.

”I worked, actually. For my dad!” Chad spoke as though he expected for Mal not to believe him. ”I’m going to take over his company someday, you know. I’m not all beauty!”

Again Chad laughed when she smiled. Her comment about his sharp tool made him smirk. ”Well maybe you should rub it a little. It’ll get nice and hard for you,” he said, though he knew he was only joking. They’d just had sex and as much as he would love to go for another round later on that night, his penis definitely could not take that right now! He’d just finished not five minutes ago! But still, he couldn’t help but flirt with Mal. That was what they usually did after sex, and he had to admit, he really liked it.

The stuff she usually filmed didn’t center about him? Why, though? Oh yeah. She was into that boring unconventional beauty thing and artistic films. Chad could have groaned if he wasn’t feeling so slated from the afterfeel of his orgasm. Instead he focused on her comment about them never leaving the bedroom. He grinned at her and when she kissed him he kissed her back, his hand moving to her waist, slipping underneath the cover to touch the skin of her thigh.

”That’s because you are entirely right,” Chad said, giving the camera a little wink. Oh, how he wanted to get the camera from her and film Mal instead! Speaking of, it had been a while since they’d made that sex tape. He wondered if she’d be willing to make another one with him!

Her disbelief at him working made him pout. ”No! I’m serious! I did work! I worked on the graphics design at my dad’s company! See, look – “ Chad leaned over to gram his phone from the nightstand. He ignored the missed texts from other people on campus and opened RichCorp’s website. He showed it to Mal. ”My dad’s a genius with computers. And I’m good with people. So he wants me to lead the marketing department when I graduate.”

He spoke with a smile, softer than his cheeky grins. It was filled with pride. ”I helped redesign the website over the summer, well, there was a computer lady who coded it, but I designed it!”