Finally Mom

It was another hot humid summer day in Alabama. My best friend, Jim, and I, were doing what we had been doing ever since graduation, lying out by the pool trying to keep cool. We had been friends since elementary school and each summer he spent most of his time at our house. He lived in town and didn’t have room for a pool. Out here we had plenty of open spaces with no neighbors within shouting distance. The summers where spent around the pool. In the fall and winters we rode the horses and hunted. This next fall we would be together in college.

Both of us had our share of girlfriends and they were often part of the crew hanging around the pool. We had both lost our virginity to an older girl that put out to a lot of boys. From that point on we didn’t have much trouble making time with girls that weren’t as friendly with all the boys.

I am sure that my Mom knew what was going on but when we asked about the girls coming over she agreed to call their mothers and invite them. All the girls thought Mom was a really super Mom. She would be there when the girls came and would hang around for a while to make sure there were plenty of drinks and snacks before retiring back in the house and leaving us to our fun and games.

Mom and I had been really close all my life. She was the one that took me every where I needed to go. Dad was ten years older than Mom and he was a workaholic. His joy in life was to see how much money he could make. At least this provided Mom and me with all we needed in the way of spending money. Mom had never shown any resentment with him working so much and I didn’t realize that she was missing out on so much, namely sex.

Mom was beautiful, a fact that Jim often mentioned. I knew she was pretty but it never occurred to me just how beautiful she really was until that summer.

Mom had been a model when she was still in High School. She was almost 5 feet 10 inches tall and still just as slim as she had been then. Only her breasts growing during her senior year, and meeting Dad stopped her from continuing to model. Her breasts weren’t huge but to large for the slim model look the photographers were looking for. Her hair was a dark red that she wore just short of her shoulders. Combined that with deep blue eyes and she was really eye catching. She married my father at eighteen.

I think the main reason Jim came out so much was because of her. When it was just the three of us she would stay out by the pool with us. Mom wasn’t shy about showing off her beautiful body to us. The bikini she wore only highlighted the rest of her. When there were others around, she wore a much more conservative swim suit.

Summer had just started for us and Jim was over as usual. Mom and I both slept late after dad left for work. It was after lunch before we put on out suits and headed to the pool. Mom as usual looked extra hot in the skimpy suit she wore. I had seen her in it many times when all of us were in the pool. With Dad always around back then I never thought anything about the amount of skin she was showing and he didn’t seem to mind.

We had been in the water and climbed out and lay on the deck getting a start on our summer tan. Mom had rubbed oil on my back and I did hers for her. Since we always did this it didn’t bother me to touch her warm body. Her hands always felt good on my body as she rubbed the oil in.

Jim came up later and joined us. Mom put oil on his back and I could see that she had a lot more effect on him than she had on me. After all she is my mother.

Later she left to go get drinks and sandwiches. Jim’s eyes never left her body as he watched her until the door closed behind her. “I don’t see how you stand it.” He said.

“What?”

“How can you just lie there when such a hot woman is walking all around you all the time?”

“Jim, that is my mother you are talking about.”

“I don’t care whose mother she is, she could be my mother and I would want to take her to bed.”

It wasn’t the first time I had heard him rant on about how hot Mom is. Normally I didn’t pay a lot of attention to him but today was different. I had seen his cock getting hard when she rubbed the oil on his back. It was happing more and more often these days with him. Jim’s mother was a nice looking lady. In her younger day she was very pretty with a nice figure. Over the years she had put on a little weight. Jim was right, Mom did look much better.

When Mom came back I took more notice of her than before. It wasn’t hard to see what Jim found so easy to look at. I put myself in his shoes and thought about what she would look like to me if I wasn’t her son. For the first time I found myself comparing her to the other mothers I knew, they didn’t even come close. Even the girls that we had been with couldn’t hold a candle to her.

Sue’s Story

I grew up fast, maybe to fast. At sixteen I was already modeling for a clothing manufacture. As tall as I was I got lots of offers to model. I didn’t have much time for the things other girls took for granted like dates and boyfriends. I guess that is why I fell for Jerry so hard when I first met him.

He was older than me by ten years and he was so much more sophisticated than the few boys I had been around. He swept me off my feet and before I knew it I was eighteen and pregnant. Mark always thought I had matured to fast and that is why I gave up modeling. The truth is no one wants to hire a pregnant model. Jerry and I married as soon as I knew for sure I was going to have a baby.

Jerry and I didn’t have much time alone. Mark was born and took up most of my time. Jerry changed jobs and started his own company. Even from the first I could tell that he was good at what he did. He was making a lot of money which at that time seemed like the most important thing in our lives.

The first ten years were ok. Nothing fabulous like the novels you read, but I guess like most young marriages. The sex at first was good, I though it was excellent but I had nothing to compare it to. Mark was taking up a lot of my time. I loved my son even more than I loved his father and did all I could do to give him everything.

After about ten years Jerry was spending more and more time at work leaving Mark and I to fend for ourselves. I was a stay at home Mom. Jerry insisted that I not work and see about Mark. He loved Mark as much as I do but his business was what he really lived for. We had sex only when I started it.

I watched Mark and his friend Jim grow up to be handsome young men. Mark was over six feet tall and was mostly a string bean until his senior year in school. Jim was shorter but built like a football player. I knew that someday they were going to have their choices of the young girls that were already hanging around. To be on the safe side I let the girls come out to our place and swim. I figured I could keep an eye on them better here.

Mark and I were close, mostly because it was me that did everything with him. The birds and bees talk with him came from me; Jerry never saw the need to have a talk with him. Without telling him how I ended up married I cautioned him about getting the young girls pregnant. I didn’t tell him not to have sex. When is the last time you ever heard a young man listen when you just told him not to have sex? I just wanted to make sure he was careful and was with the right girl.

This summer started just like all the ones before. Only this year the two boys were young men, graduated from school and ready to go off to college in the fall. They had also filled out and were really an eye catching pair. I even found my self paying a lot of attention to Jim. I fail to notice that Mark had also filled out and was no longer the string bean he had been the summer before.

I have been around both boys all their lives. I spent every summer at the pool with them. Jim’s parents both worked and they would drop him off in the morning and pick him up after work. He spent more time with us than at home.

I mentioned that I was once a model and had paid extra attention to keeping my shape. I liked to sun and keep a tan all summer. The suit I wore was a bikini that didn’t cover much but I didn’t think much about it being with two young boys. Year after year when it was just us three I wore the same type suit, showed a lot of skin and got my golden tan. They got older but I never change from the skimpy bikini suits I wore.

I had noticed the summer they were going into the 12th grade that Jim was paying a lot of attention to me. I was flattered that I could still capture the stares of a young man. Mark didn’t seem to notice anything at all.

This summer had barely started when I knew it was going to be different. Jim wasn’t nearly as shy about watching me around the pool. His eyes followed me everywhere I went. I thought about changing the type of swim suit I wore but I really like the freedom the suit give me. Truthfully I liked the idea of teasing the young man.

That first day of summer found Mark and I by the pool. He put oil on me as he had for years. He covered my back and I would do my legs and then oil him down. Nothing between us had changed from the year before.

Jim was a different story. Like mark I had always oil him down to prevent sunburn but this time it was a new experience for me. His cock got hard while I was touching him. I almost joked about it but didn’t want to embarrass him. Later as I went in the house for drinks and snacks I could feel his eyes burning a hole in my ass. Unconsciously I put a little more move in my walk than normal.

Mark’s Story

That afternoon started a change in my relationship with my Mom. For some reason when I looked at her after then I saw a beautiful sexy woman, not some ones mother, especially not mine.

I started paying more attention to her. I was surprised to see that Mom didn’t really have that good of a marriage to my father. I guess that I figured that he brought home plenty of money that she was happy with her marriage. Then I noticed that she spent much more time with me than she did with him. She seemed to only smile when she was around us young people. Around Dad she acted like his wife but the smiles never seemed to reach her eyes as it did with me.