Megan surveyed the room. One wall held a poster of someone named Orlando Bloom. She didn't see what was so special about him. The other wall showed a poster of Justin Timberlake. He had his shirt open and Megan easily understood why that poster was on the wall. There was a third poster of Prince Harry.

On the desk rested a picture of Michelle and her friends in bikinis at the pool from last year. Looking at her daughter's bikini clad body, Megan was actually thankful, Michelle had made it this far without losing her virginity.

Also on the desk sat her daughter's school notebook. On the cover were hearts with Michelle plus Bobby (a nice kid she had grown up with) and Michelle plus Tom (her tutor). They had gone to the movies chaperoned by Michelle's father. Both boy's names were crossed out.

Multiple new hearts read, Michelle plus Nigel, Michelle plus Nig, and Mrs. Nigel Jefferson written down. Megan flipped the notebook over and gasped at a doodle her daughter had drawn. The doodle was of a large penis drawn with a pen. She'd colored the inside of the penis with the pen to darken it. The outline of a small arm reached out for the penis with the hand touching the tip. The penis was over-proportioned and as big as the arm. Michelle had mentioned touching the boy's thing in the phone conversation she had overheard. This boy was definitely bad news.

Michelle also had a small clothing box sitting on her bed. Megan opened the box and pulled out some skimpy underwear from some lingerie store. The panty was little more then strings with a patch of cloth. The bra was a little better, but sheer enough to leave nothing to the imagination. Megan considered the underwear to be quite sleazy even slutty. She knew instinctively that Michelle had bought it for Nigel.

Megan was a little tipsy by this time. The atmosphere of the room had her feeling like a teenager again. She even giggled as she laid out the underwear and stood. Her hand reached for the belt of her robe...

Big Nig almost fell out of the tree branch when Michelle's mom took her robe off. Gawd damn, did Michelle's hot mother have some big titties. If they weren't sagging a little and if Michelle wasn't on her way to having tits just as big, Nigel would have assumed they were implants. The hot blonde milf looked like a nude supergirl. If supergirl worked on the pole or made porno movies.

Nude was nice, but she looked even hotter when she turned to try on Michelle's underwear. The milf turned her back to him and bent down. Her long legs tensed and a firm milky white ass thrust out at him. Her ass cheeks parted and he got a quick peek at her gash as she pulled the thong up. Nigel's cock was achingly hard at this point and watching her cram her oversized titties into a too small bra didn't help. When she managed to hook the bra, her titties were thrust forward and upwards. He could clearly see some rose colored nipples pushing at the material. The nipples were large and sized for her big bosom. Nigel had come here to get laid and looking at the mother, he decided it would be with her.

Big Nig froze as she strolled over to the window. He prayed she wasn't about to shut it. He was dressed in black and his skin was a very dark black. Provided he didn't smile, she wouldn't see him. Her breasts hung like udders as she leaned out and took some deep breaths of the cool night air. Luckily, the milf didn't close the window when she went back in. Instead, dressed only in her daughter's bra and panties, the milf left the room and entered the bathroom across the hall. Nigel slipped inside the room and dropped some ecstasy into the milf's drink.

Big Nig was bad news. He hated the name Nigel because he thought it sounded like a British faggot's name. After fucking a few of the high school girls, he'd picked up the nickname Big Nig. He liked it.

Nigel had failed grades twice and found himself a twenty year old senior in high school. Nor would he be graduating this year, but the school was about to kick him out before he turned twenty-one. He didn't care. He only showed up at school because he pedaled XTC and occasionally some weed.

This year he had scored big selling XTC to half the senior class. He'd even nailed some cheerleaders in exchange for more XTC. The cheerleaders had given him the nickname Big Nig. He still fucked them, but now they paid for their drugs like everyone else. They fucked him because they loved it.

Michelle had started hanging out with some girl's whose boyfriends were white, hiphop wannabes. The stupid white kids thought they were cool and tried to hang with Nigel and his brothers. One day, Big Nig had found himself alone with Michelle when her friends were off smoking weed and listening to rap. He had slipped a little X into the girl's beer. The drug helped loosen her up enough to touch his cock when he whipped it out. He was going in for a feel on her big titties when her friends had decided it was time to go.

He set out to seduce her by being overly nice to the impressionable young girl. It had worked. He'd gotten her to dress sluttier, but had never had another chance to be alone with her. He'd also freaked when he heard how young she was. He assumed she was a seventeen or eighteen year old senior, not a fifteen year ofd sophomore. Her age wasn't about to stop him. He was going to get his hands on her big white titties and his cock up her pussy no matter what. Even if it did send him to jail.

Now Big Nig watched as something even better walked into the bedroom. The milf took a big swig of the orange juice. She laid down on the bed and drank some more before turning out the light. She never saw the pill dissolving in her drink.