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"I can't wait for you to meet my sister." LeAnn Evans told her boyfriend Brett Pierce as he helped her pack her bags for Fall Break.

LeAnn was taking Brett to her home in Lima, Ohio for the break to meet her family. They had been dating for 6 months and she was thrilled that he was about to meet her family.

LeAnn was crazy about Brett and had had a crush on him since freshman year of college.

Brett was about 6'4 and had blond hair and piercing blue eyes. He was a dancer so he had an athletic figure.

LeAnn was about 5'6 with dark brown hair, blue eyes and tan skin.

She was a swimmer so she also had an athletic figure.

"You talk about Mia all the time, Babe. I feel like I already know her." Brett smirked making LeAnn blush

"Daddy's going to love you too and so will Mom."

Brett smiled, "I hope so."

"I brought something to calm you down on the way."

"What?" Brett asked

LeAnn reached into the back seat and grabbed a bag. Brett smirked when he saw the bag.

"I already rolled a couple joints."

"Awesome. Light it up, Babe."

LeAnn lit the joint and took two hits before handing it over to Brett. Brett took a hit and held it for a moment before exhaling.

"This is already helping." He laughed and handed it to his girlfriend.

LeAnn smirked and laid her hand on Brett lap.

Brett grinned and glanced at her as she began to undo his jeans. She gently pulled his semi hard dick through his boxers and smiled at her boyfriend.

Brett smirked before she began to pump her hand up and down his shaft. She rubbed the tip and gathered the pre cum to use a lube.

Using her other hand, she took a hit from the joint before handing it to Brett.

Brett hummed in pleasure as he took a hit while watching the road. He took the next exit and turned into her neighborhood.

She pumped faster and told him a longer way to the house.

Brett began to hump her pumping hand and a moment later he groaned, cumming on her hand.

"Fuck LeAnn Baby." Brett sighed and parked the car on a side street.

He cleaned up and fixed his pants before kissing his girlfriend, "Thanks Babe"

"Mmmm, you are so welcome" LeAnn smiled

About 5 minutes later Brett pulled into the Evans driveway and they got out. Brett took a deep breath and felt LeAnn grab his hand. He smiled ay her as they walked up the front door.

LeAnn rang the doorbell and tried to open the door but it was locked. A moment later a blond man with a strong jaw opened the front door in khaki pants and a green polo.

"Daddy!" LeAnn beamed and jumped into her fathers open arms.

"Hi baby girl." Sam Evans smiled widely

"It's so good to see you!" LeAnn said before letting go of the blond man and looked at the younger blond man.

"This is…" Sam asked

This is Brett…my boyfriend."

Sam looked over the young man before nodding and shaking his hand firmly, "You two should grab your stuff and come on in. It's going to storm any minute now."

"I'll grab the bags." Brett said with his hand on LeAnn's low back, "You go on inside."

LeAnn smiled and nodded before walking inside with her father while Brett grabbed their two bags from the car.

Brett unlocked the car and straightened his shirt before bending over to get the bags from the trunk.

Santana Evans pulled into the driveway and saw a man bent over, in the trunk of an unrecognizable car.

She couldn't help but admire the well defined rear end. It was so unlike her husband's ass which actually dented in rather than bumping out like normal.

She parked and stepped out, "Hello?"

Brett snapped up, hitting his head on the trunk, "Fuck!"

Santana covered her mouth, trying not to laugh but also felt the instinct of a mother to comfort the pain.

"Are you alright?

Brett nodded and squinted his eyes through the pain, "Hi…I'm Brett Pierce."

"Oh you're LeAnn's boyfriend. I'm Santana, her mother."

Brett did everything to hide his shock. This woman did not look anything like he thought she would. She was drop dead gorgeous with deep brown eyes and plump lips.

"Oh you're Mrs. Evans"

"Oh God. Please don't ever call me that. I'm Santana or San." Santana Evans replied

Brett smirked and nodded, "You got it…Santana."

Santana smirked and had a glint in her eye before hearing a shout.

"Mami!" LeAnn shouted from the front porch.

"Pumpkin!" Santana voice switched to an excited mother instantly as she slipped off her heels and ran to her daughter.

Brett grabbed the bags and locked the car before following her lead just as is began to rain.

Sam showed Brett to the room he'd be staying in while LeAnn would be in her old room.

"Thank you, sir" Brett nodded

"Call me Sam" Sam said quietly

"Thank you, Sam"

Sam nodded, "The girls will wonder where we are so we should get back to the living room. Dinner will be ready soon."

"Alright" Brett smiled and followed the older blond man.

When the guys got to the living room they found Mia crying. She was being held by her mother and sister.

Sam ran over, "What happened?"

Brett stood back but paid attention to the situation so that he'd be aware if he was needed. LeAnn l looked up at her father as her sister continued to cry.

"He boyfriend was cheating on her."

"That son of a bitch!" Sam growled, "Where is he?"

"He just left." Santana replied to her husband

Sam ran out of the room and LeAnn looked worried. Brett glanced at Santana who also looked concerned.

"I'll uh go after him." Brett said and chased after Mr. Evans.

He found the older man shouting at what looked to be a 19-year-old. Brett jogged over, not noticing the women all walking out to the front porch.

"Sam!" Brett said, "Stop."

Sam looked beyond infuriated.

Brett glanced at the younger guy and nodded, "You need to leave. Now."

The guy nodded and ran. Sam went to go after him but Brett grabbed his arms.

"Let go before I make you, kid!" Sam shouted. Brett let go and backed away thinking about how the night had taken a turn for the worse.

LeAnn ran over and pushed her father, "Daddy! No! Don't touch Brett. He's just trying to help!"

Brett grabbed his girlfriend around the waist and pulled her away just as Sam reached out to slap her.

Santana saw red and shot over to her husband, slapping him across the face.

Brett quickly pulled her off of the man and held her tightly against him while LeAnn tried to calm her mother down.

While all of this was happening, Mia was having to talk to the neighbors who had noticed the drama. Some had even called the police.

Brett still had a hold of Santana Evans but he needed to grab his girlfriend who was going off on her father. She was kicking him and slapping. Her sister decided to join the party and ran over to help beat her father.

Brett heard the sirens and sighed as two police cars pulled onto the street. Brett kept a hold of the Latina who was trying to get to her husband.

The police ran over to break up the fight and put all three participants in handcuffs. Santana finally calmed down and Brett let go of her.

Brett tried to explain the situation, but the cops refused to let anyone walk except for Brett and Santana.

They took Sam, LeAnn and Mia to the lock up for the night.

Brett and Santna went back into the house. Santana grabbed herself a bottle of wine and went to sit in the living room where she sat and drank in silence.

Brett was unsure of what to so he began to clean up the dining room and kitchen.

After he finished, he went to the bar room and pour himself some whiskey before going to the living room to check on Santana.

"Santana?" He said quietly to make sure she was awake.

"I'm sorry tonight was ruined." Santana replied

"It's fine. Has Sam ever hit her before?"

Santana sighed, "I'm not sure…He's been cheating on me for over a year."

Brett shook his head, "I'm sorry. You deserve so much better."

Santana rolled her eyes, "Not really. I cheated on him years ago."

Brett nodded, "He should still know what he's got. I mean look at you."

Santana looked up at the young man and a fire in the pit of her stomach as she looked into his piercing blue eyes.

Brett looked into her deep chocolate eyes and clenched his jaw in arousal.

His phone went off and he quickly grabbed it from his pocket, "Hello?"

"Hey Baby, it's LeAnn."

"Hey Baby. Can I come bail you out now?"

"Nope. Since Lima is so fucking small we have to stay here till Monday."

"Are you serious?" Brett asked, shocked

They talked for a moment longer before LeAnn talked to Santana, asking her to take care of Brett till Monday.

Santana agreed to show Brett around Lima till Monday before their call was cut off.

Santana turned to Brett, "Well, it's just us till Monday. I'm going to grab another bottle of wine. Would you like another drink?"

Brett nodded, "That's be great. Thanks."

Santana smirked and grabbed his glass.

They sat on the couch and listened to music while talking. For some reason they had plenty to talk about. They got along so well that they didn't notice how close they were sitting.

"No way!" Santana said and placed her hand on his thigh as they laughed.

Brett smiled and finished the joke before they both burst out laughing. As he laughed, he noticed just how gorgeous Santana was when she laughed. t came over him and leaned forward, kissing her gently on the lips.

She instantly stopped laughing and took in a quick deep breath before kissing back. Brett gripped her on the back of her neck while she held him by the jaw.

Brett placed his other hand on her waist and pulled onto his lap. Santana moaned and straddled his hips.

She whimpered as their lips separated. She needed to keep kissing so she jumped forward and reconnected their reddened lips.

Santana moaned, "Brett…mmmmm…Brett."

"Yeah?" Brett replied distractedly

"Take me to me bedroom."

Brett nodded without thinking and picked her up, carrying her to the master bedroom. He placed her on the bed and bent down to kiss her. She pulled him down on top of her and moaned as he nipped at her neck.

Brett pulled Santana close and licked her jaw before nipping at it.

"Fuck" Santana hissed

Brett felt like he was on cloud nine. This woman in his arms was the most beautiful woman he'd ever met. He knew it was extremely wrong for them to be doing anything but when he was near her, he lost control of himself.

"Brett." Santana moaned as he kissed her neck and chest, kissing his way down her body.

"Hmmm?" He hummed, not stopping.

"Let's turn on some fuck music."

Brett nodded and let her turn on her iPod dock. She moved back to the bed. He grabbed her and threw her on the bed making her squeal and laugh. He smiled, and kissed her deeply before moving down her body.

"Fuck…you don't have to do that..."

"Do what?" Brett asked kissing her hip bone

Santana bit her bottom lip, "Go down there…"

"But I want to. Wait when the last time anyone's gone done on you?" Brett said, pausing his movements and looking up at her flushed face

"Sam doesn't like it so no one's eaten me out since before Mia was born."

"Santana!" Brett said, "That's terrible. I'm going to make you feel so good."

Santana whimpered at his words and watched as he licked her hip before moving to her pussy. He gently licked her clit and she bucked into his face. He knew she would so he backed up before holding her hips down against the bed.

Brett gently sucked her clit before dipping down to her entrance. He slid his tongue into her and she began to hump his face as he tongue fucked her.

Brett reached up and grabbed her breast, pinching her nipple.

"Shit…my clit now. Suck on my clit!"

Brett moved to her sensitive nub and sucked hard. She shattered around him and came, pulling his face tightly against her pussy.

Brett groaned and continued to suck her clit as she rode out or orgasm against his face.

"Brett!: Santana whimpered, "Shit baby, come here"

Brittan left on last kiss against the Latina's clit before kissing his way up her tan body.

She instantly pulled him into a deep, needy kiss. She moaned when she tasted herself on the man's lips and tongue.

"Fuck, take off your shirt, Mr. Peirce. I nee dot see your body."

Brett smirked and nodded. He leaned back and pulled his shirt over his head. Santana bit her bottom lip as she took in the chiseled body of Brett Pierce. It was obvious that he worked out and took care of himself.

Santana nearly rolled her eyes at his perfection but instead she dragged her nails from his collar bone to his belly button.

Brett felt a low rumble in his chest as her nail scratched the top of his boxers that were barely showing over his jeans. Santana could make out the line of his dick in his jeans as it hardened.

"Do you have a condom?" Santana asked and Brett nodded before kissing her neck.

The kiss took her off guard, but she whimpered as his teeth drug against her collar bone. She reached between them and undid his jeans, needing to feel him inside her.

Brett reached down and grabbed her by her wrists, "I'll get it."

He took off his pants and grabbed a condom from his wallet before turning back to the woman. Brett looked down at her pussy and saw how wet she was

"Damn Santana, your pussy is soaked."

Santana whimpered at his words and pumps her hips in the air, searching for friction.

Brett noticed the effect he had on the sexy woman and smirked, "Why are you so wet, baby?"

Santana moaned, "Brett, fucking fuck me already!"

Brett laughed and pulled off his boxers before rolling the condom on his rock-hard dick. She looked over and her eyes bulged at his size. He was at least eight inches long but what was so impressive was his girth. She could feel herself get even more wet as she checked him out.

Brett climbed back into bed and set up on his knees, between her trembling thighs.

"God, Santana, you're fucking dripping on the sheets."

"Oh fuck" Santana moaned, "Go slow, you're fucking huge."

"I will, baby" Brett said before kissing her on the lips. She poked her tongue out and moaned when she felt Brett suck on it.

Brett looked down and lined the tip of his dick with her pussy. He rubbed it up and down her slit, gathering some of her wetness begore pushing gently into her entrance.

"Ugh fuck, you're so huge, Brett!"

Brett leaned back and pivoted his hips to his her deeper making her scream in pleasure.

He pounded her pussy and groaned as she clenched around him. Brett leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Cum on my cock, Santana."

She instantly clenched around him, cumming harder than she ever had. Brett groaned and pounding into her harder, surprising her and building her up to another orgasm.

"That's it, Brett. Fuck me harder, Baby. Oh God, I'm going to cum again. Shit!"

Brett reached down and circled her clit making her legs shake as she same just as hard as before.

He felt his balls tightening and picked up his pace as he shot his load into the condom and groaned, "Fuck Santana."

"Holy shit, you are so damn good at that, Brett"

Brett smile d and leaned down, kissing her, "So are you. You have an incredible pussy."

Santana held onto his jaw and kissed him deeply. Brett felt his softening dick twitch, still inside her.

Santana sucked in her breath as the random movement in her sensitive core.

He pulled back and kissed down to her breast. She moaned as he sucked on her right nipple.

"Fuck." She hissed as he replaced, his dick with his fingers.

She was so sensitive that if he wasn't careful it would hurt rather than feel good. He sucked on her nipples as she slowly rode his fingers.

"Fuck, you're so god damn sexy" Brett groaned as he felt his dick re-hardening against her thigh.

Santana reached over and gripped it. She lightly drug her nail along the tip making him shiver. She moved her hand down and began to gently pump her fist.

She was careful not to let him get anywhere near cumming.

"Fuck Brett…I'm about to cum." Santana moaned, squeezing her eyes shut in pleasure.

Brett smirks and sucked on her nipple while fingering her and thumbing her clit. Santana was practically fucking herself on his hand though with all of her humping movements.

Brett groaned at how sexy she looked with sweat dripping between her bouncing breasts.

It was clear that she was on the edge of cumming because both hands were gripping the sheets as she screamed out his name.

Santana waited till she caught her breath before pushing Brett against the bed and scooting down his body.

Brett groaned as he watched her plump lips open and engulf his throbbing dick. She moaned as she bobbed her head. Brett gathered all of Santana's hair together in one hand and held it out of his view. She moaned and bobbed faster as she felt a bit of pre cum dribble into her mouth.

Brett gently pushed her head down, gagging her a little but she didn't seem to mind.

A thought crossed his mind about how she was so much older than him and that meant she was a lot more practiced in her craft.

He seemed to be keeping up pretty well though. She moved her hand to pump his cock while she sucked on his balls. Brett nearly came right then but she sensed it and squeezed the base of his shaft.

Brett reached down with his free hand and gripped his dick before pulling her away by her hair. She moaned in pleasure, enjoying his roughness.

"pen your mouth, Santana" He mumbled

She did, sticking out her tongue. He smirked and slapped his dick repeatedly against her tongue. She moaned and felt her own core dripping down her spread thighs.

"I'm about to fuck you from behind but first I want to keep sucking my cock. Alright?" Brett muttered

Santana nodded and took his entire cock deep down her throat, gagging and but breathing through it as she humped her face, his eyes rolling back in pleasure.

After a while of her blowing him, Brett stood up and pulled her to the edge of the bed. She bent over while he grabbed another condom. She curved her back so that her ass was up in the air and her pussy showed perfectly. It was glistening with her juices which made him groan and bend over to lick it once before standing back up. He guided the tip of his dick between her soaked pussy lips before pushing into her surprisingly tight entrance.

"Fuuuck" He groaned as he entered her

She moaned and whimpered when he entered her at the perfect angle.

"God damn, Brett" She screamed

Brett smirked and pulled back before doing it again and again. She couldn't control her trembling legs as she came, squirting all over Brett's chiseled abs.

"Holy shit" Brett groaned, staring at the liquid dripping down is stomach.

Brett came in the condom before pulling out and picking her up. He carried her to the top of the bed and laid her down. He threw the condom away before laying down next to Santana. They were both completely exhausted and completely satisfied.

"You are fucking incredible in bed, Brett." Santana moaned as she rode out the remnants of her last orgasm.

Brett watched her closely. She had her bottom lip between her teeth and eyes scrunched as she swirled her bare hips, squeezing her thighs together.

"God, you are gorgeous." Brett said quietly

"Brett, sweetie, I've had two children and I'm well over your age."

"Wait. You're older than me?" Brett said, pretending to be shocked

Santana laughed, "Smartass"

"Santana, I know how old you are. I don't care."

"How the hell do you know my age?" Santana sked shocked

Brett laughed, "Your daughter…"

Santana laughed before they both realized…

"LeAnn" Santana sighed and covered her face.

Brett suddenly felt nauseous and sat up. The sheet barely covering her flaccid penis.

Santana sat up and the sheet fell off her chest but covered her waist down.

"Fuck" Brett said. "I'm a damn cheater."

Santana shook her head, "But You're not a bad guy! You just…"

"Fucked my girlfriend's mother…multiple times…in her marital bed."

Santana couldn't help but laugh, "Marital bed? Really?"

Brett smirked and tilted his head before capturing her lips with his. Santana was completely caught off guard but instantly moan at tasting him again.

Brett had his own flavor and she had quickly become addicted.

Brett pulled back and groaned, wrapping his left arm around her waist and pulling her completely against his with only a barrier of a sheet.

"Wait" Santana said quickly, "We have to talk for a second."

Brett nodded and pulled back a little, "OK. About?"

"Well what is this? What are we doing exactly…?"

"I don't know but I know that I've never wanted anything or anyone the way I want you." Brett said bluntly

Santana seemed surprised but nodded, "I feel the same way but…we can't be together."

Brett nodded again, "I know…" he sighed.

"But we have till Monday to be together…" Santana said suggestively

Brett smiled, "Ok. We'll be together here till Monday. What else?"

"Well…are you clean?"

"Like sexually?" Brett asked

Santana nodded, "Yeah. Who all have you slept with since you last got checked?"

Brett cleared his throat, "Only LeAnn" he mumbled, "We got checked together."

Santana smiled and nodded, lifting his chin and kissing him deeply, "Baby that's so responsible"

She gripped his dick and made him groan.

Brett nodded, "Yes Ma'am"

Santana moaned and pumped her hand slowly, "I haven't slept with Sam since I found out he was cheating, and I got checked. I was clean. So, fuck the condoms. I want you to cum in me."

Brett nodded, "I'm going to fuck you so damn good."

"I know, baby" Santana said slightly whining, "Let's take a shower together."

Brett nodded and stood up following the Latina into the master bathroom. She stepped into the large stone shower. Brett followed and pushed her front against the wall.

Santana hissed when the cold stone hit her bare skin.

"I'm about to fuck you so hard that I'm going to have nail marks on the back." He whispered and kissed her under her ear.

Santana moaned and nodded. She could feel his rock-hard cock pressed against her lower back. He was so much taller than her that he'd have to pick her up to fuck her properly.

They stepped further into the large shower before turning it on. It rained down on them as they kissed and held each other.

Brett picked her up and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist.

His hard dick rubbed her clit making her hump his lower stomach.

"Fuck Brett." She hissed

He smirked, "Yeah Baby?"

He moved his left hand to her right breast and pinched her nipple before taking the tan nipple into his mouth and sucking.

"Oh god damn it, Baby!" She screamed as his teeth grazed her pebbled nipple.

Brett groaned and lifted her higher so that she was closer to his mouth. She moaned as he sucked on her breast. He felt his dick twitch against her wet pussy and groaned, needing to feel her around him.

He left a hickey on her breast and smirked before gripping her hips and guiding her onto his hard cock.

Santana moaned out loud and gripped tightly to the back of his neck but she knew he could hold her without any trouble.

Brett used his strength to take her hips and fuck her by pounding into her at the perfect angle. She could only try to hold on while he fucked her but she loved it.

Brett pressed her against the wall and squared his feet before pounding into her at an angle. Santana moaned and dug her nails into his shoulder. Brett groaned and fucked her harder as she dragged her nails down his strong back.

"That's it baby!" Santana moaned, "You're doing so good, Baby!" She said breathlessly.

Brett could feel her pussy squeezing his cock tightly since she was about to bum.

"Cum now, Santana!" Brett ordered quietly.

Santana moaned ad whimpered as she came around his bare dick.

Brett continued to pound into her before asking, "You ready for my load, Baby?"

Santana whined a needy, "Uh huh in his ear."

Brett pounded her hard into the wall groaned and shot his load deep in her pussy.

Santana moaned, "Fuck" when she felt the warmth spreading within her core.

After the shower they dried off before crawling back into bed, naked. They curled up and fell asleep with Santana being held tightly by Brett.