Soaked (One-Shot, Rated M)

Note: This takes place in the same AU S1 as The Bates That Got Away.

Norman was not happy with what she’d tasked him with. The ancient wooden siding of the motel building was coated with dirt and pealing paint. Who knows how many years it had been since it was properly cleaned and repainted? His mother wanted him to spray it down with the garden hose to get as much grit off as possible. Once it dried, she wanted him to scrape off the remaining paint with a putty knife. It was a massive, tedious, tiring job…and one he was in no mood to do on a Saturday morning. Plus it was an unseasonably warm fall day; he was going to get sweaty as well as dirty.

The school principal had called that morning about Norman’s habit of skipping at least one or two days a week. If he kept that up, Norma would have to go in for a parent conference.

“I don’t know why I can’t just get my GED!” he complained to her as they washed the breakfast dishes. “School seems so pointless, nothing but a stupid popularity contest. I like to write, but I want to write my own stuff, not Language Arts class papers. I know I could pass the GED test. Then we could get the motel fixed up even quicker.”

Norma sighed. On one hand, it was a good idea. There was still so much to do before they could open for business. But on the other hand, it was likely to set the town gossips off. Norman finishing high school gave them a better outside appearance of “normalcy.” If he suddenly quit and took the GED, people would want to know why. Especially that rather nosy Language Arts teacher.

“I get what you’re saying, sweetie.” she told him. “But it makes us look more normal if you finish high school. People would start asking questions, looking more closely at us if you dropped out. We can’t have that.”

Norman frowned, but he slipped his arms around her waist from behind and pulled her tight to him. “I want to be with you all the time.” he said softly, pressing his lips to her neck.

“I want that too, baby. More than anything. I miss you as soon as you leave every morning.” She melted into him, loving his touch…his lips..She turned to face him and gave him a slow, lingering kiss. “But It’s only two more years. Then we can really start the rest of our lives together.” He still looked unhappy at the idea of school. “Norman…please..for me?” she said softly.

His face softened and he kissed her again. “Okay, Mother. For you.”

An hour later, they’d changed into old clothes they didn’t mind getting dirty and were down at the motel, getting started on the clean-up. Norma was going through each of the 12 rooms, pulling off the old bedding and throwing it in piles out on the porch. She’d put on an old white cotton knit top that Norman noticed was pleasingly worn thin.

Even though he turned up the pressure nozzle all the way, the hose wasn’t that effective at the job. “Mother, this is going to take forever!” he griped.

Norma came off the porch, putting her hands on her hips. “If you’ll do more spraying and scraping and less complaining, it won’t take forever!” she retorted.

“Okay, I’ll do more spraying!” He got a wicked grin on his face and turned the hose on her, soaking her white shirt so it was totally see-through.

“NORMAN!” she gave a shriek as the jet of icy water hit her. “You’re going to pay for that, mister! Give me that!” Norma managed to grab the hose away, turning it on him until he was just as drenched. He pulled it from her and sprayed her again. Her low-cut white bra was clearly visible, her hair was hanging in wet strands, and she had a unmistakable look of smoldering desire in her eyes.

“Upstairs. Right now.” she ordered him, pointing to their house. “Out of these wet clothes before either of us catches pneumonia!”

Norman wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her against his side. They looked into each other’s eyes, wanting so badly to lock lips right there. But unfortunately it was too dangerous.

They made a hasty trip up the steps, inside, up to his room. They’d barely made it through his bedroom door before they were on each other. She grasped the sides of his face and kissed him hard. Then she threw the door shut, stripped off her soaked shirt, dropping it to the floor. Norman slid his hands to her back and unhooked her bra, letting it fall. She grabbed the hem of his drenched T-shirt and pulled it over his head. Norman gave a pleased moan as he wrapped his arms around her bare waist, pulling their still-water-slick bodies together. Norma draped her arms around his shoulders, her tongue invading his mouth, letting out her own sounds of pleasure as his hands stroked her skin, moving from her waist to her breasts.

He unfastened her jeans, pushing them down over her hips and then her gorgeous legs. She kicked them aside and gave him a gentle shove so he lay face-up on his bed. She unbuckled his belt and undid his pants, pulling them off and throwing them to the floor. His boxers then followed. Norma got on top of him, kissing and nibbling on his neck as she reached down with one hand and stroked his very hard cock.

“Mmmm…Mother..oh god..” he groaned. “We’re gonna get the sheets wet…”

She gave a mischievous giggle. “YOU started it! I don’t care. I want you..want you to take me. Right here in your bed. Good and hard.”

“Ohh Mother..” he held her tight to him and rolled them over until he was on top of her. He slid her panties off and ran two fingers up through her beautiful pink swollen pussy lips, slipping them into her soaked and very warm entrance.

“Norman! Fuuckk!! Oh yes..more..” she begged him, her hips heaving. He slid his fingers back and forth inside her, feeling a wet hot gush from deep within her.

“Come inside me! Now, please!” she gasped, pulling him even closer, opening her legs even more.

“Mmm..that’s what you want, Mother?” he gave her a naughty grin, slipping his wet fingers out of her and starting to rub her clit in slow circles.

“Ohhhh my god!!” she gasped at the intense pleasure. “You’re teasing me, Norman! You’re making me crazy!”

With that, he nuzzled between her thighs and eased himself inside her. She let out a loud gasp, thrusting her hips and gripping him with those deep inner muscles. “Ohhh ..Norman..omigod!!” Every time he came inside her, it was like their first time..blotting out any of her ability to think…not that it mattered, not when they were finally alone in their own house.