Mommying Luke: Diapers, Chastity and Cuckysitting

As I lay in bed, my tiny brown eyes slowly open. The alarm clock beside me reads 5:30. Already, I'm exhausted. I stare at the ceiling for a little while, unable to drift back to sleep.

I sigh and roll over, staring at the wall across from me. This room is so boring... I wish mommy would let me paint it every once in a while. I don't even know why she wants me to live here anymore...

It's been years since she and dad have split up. He's remarried now, and has a new family of his own... He doesn't even call anymore...

Mommy hasn't dated anyone since then either. She says my bad behavior is the reason no one will date her... She always says that if I'm good, she'll find me a nice girlfriend someday too... But that hasn't happened yet...

I guess I've been kinda naughty... But there's nothing wrong with that!

I roll onto my stomach, kicking off the covers as I go.

"Mmm..." I groan as my bare feet touch the cool bedroom floorboards. "What am I gonna do today?"

I hear the sound of a lock turning on downstairs and decide to go see what mommy is doing.

As expected, she's still dressed in her work uniform and is busy making coffee in the kitchen. She turns around when she hears me enter the room behind her.

"Good morning Luke." Her tone is curt as usual, but she has a small smile on her face as she holds out her arms for a hug.

"Morning Mommy." I duck into her embrace and hold onto her tightly as she squeezes me tightly back. "How was work?"

She lets go of me after a few moments, smiling down at me warmly before taking a seat at the table and setting down her purse on top of it. "It was fine," she answers mechanically, folding her arms across her chest and looking at me expectantly. "Luke," she starts, looking rather thoughtful, "...do you ever think about getting married?"

Of course I have! Every teenage boy thinks about that stuff all the time! But somehow, whenever I try to bring it up with mommy, it never goes well... "Well-"

"I think it's high time you start thinking about settling down!" She cuts me off suddenly and it catches me completely off guard for some reason. "You're 22 now Luke!"

"Yeah..."

"With all your bad behavior lately..." She trails off ominously as her eyes narrow slightly at my guilty expression and then looks away from me quickly before continuing, "...it seems like it might be time for you to start being more responsible for yourself."

That sounds like a threat! My mind races trying to figure out what I could have done wrong this time... "Well what did I do?" My voice rises defensively as tried not to let my panic show through in my voice or facial expression. What did they do? Did they finally figure out what happened? Did they talk to momma? Did they talk to Rachelle? Oh god! What are they going to do?!