Mom's Injured Friend
I was 19 when I first met my mom's college roommate Emmanuelle. It had been a year since high school graduation and I hadn't decided what I wanted to do with my life yet. I didn't feel like I was ready for college and I really didn't want to get a job. I was perfectly content just waking up every day and playing video games. With no responsibilities at all. Although I felt... unfulfilled.
It was one of those hot summer days in June that it all started. I was playing a video game in the basement, while my mom was on the phone in the laundry area. She was annoying me by talking so loud, but it's not like I was going to say anything and start a fight.
"Oh my gosh! Are you ok?" my mom asked into the phone.
With her loud talking, it was hard to ignore her and I died quickly in the game. I had to restart a new one.
"Of course we'll come down there," she said. "Nonsense! Vince will come with me. He's not doing anything but playing stupid video games anyways. Of course he can stay for a couple months. Maybe that'll give him some kind of incentive to get a job or something." She sneered at me as she walked past me, heading back upstairs.
"No, I'll tell Jack and we'll head down today. It's only a couple hours away. I can stay for a day or two and them come back."
She shut the door at the top of the stairs so I could only hear a muffled conversation, but it looked like my summer was going to suck. I was going to get stuck staying at a friend of my mom's. Hooray for me...
Just an hour later, she was helping me pack my suitcase. "She broke her leg, ok? She's on crutches and can barely get around."
"But why do I have to stay there?" I complained. But that only made my mom a bit angry.
"Vincent Barnette I did not just hear you ask me that!" She grabbed a few more shirts, roughly folded them, and slammed them into my suitcase. "Because I'm her friend and your ass is lazy. I have to work, you know, and you're just sitting around doing nothing. It might do you some good to actually help someone once in a while."
I knew when I lost an argument. I begrudgingly put my suitcase in her car, leaving behind all my gaming equipment for the rest of the summer. Mom and I drove for six hours before we finally got into Emmanuelle's town and found her house. It was a nice little place, with a private, fenced-in, partly shaded back yard, and a small, in-ground pool. There were patches of grass all around, but not too much. I knew I'd have to mow it, though.
Emmanuelle met us at the front door on crutches. She hugged us both as best she could and my mom was overwhelmed to see her. I guess they hadn't seen each other in many years. They were both 39, so they weren't old or anything. And they both kept in pretty good shape, Emmanuelle even better than my mom. She was wearing cotton shorts and a bikini top due to the summer heat and needing something that she could wear that fit over her cast. Her cast was long, too, coming all the way up from her toes to mid-thigh.
Once I saw the cast, it was obvious why she needed help. She could barely sit down on her own, and couldn't carry or lift anything. Since she lived alone with no family nearby, she needed someone to help with her day-to-day needs, buying groceries, mowing the lawn, keeping the place clean.
When she hugged me, I could feel her large breasts press against me and it turned me on a little. We knocked one of the crutches to the floor so she hugged me even tighter to keep from falling down. It was awkward, but the way she rubbed against me, one arm around my shoulders, the other hand on my chest, her breasts pressed against my chest and shoulder, really turned me on. I couldn't help but look at them trapped behind that thin fabric.
"Sorry," she apologized as my mom struggled to get the lost crutch while I braced Emmanuelle against me. "These stupid things... Thanks, Suzie!" My mom stepped back, smiling, and then looking down at Emmanuelle's leg, she looked concerned again. "Oh, it's just for a couple of months."
Emmanuelle led us into the living room, with me heading up the rear with the suitcases. My mom and Emmanuelle sat on the couch, leaving me with the chair. My mom helped Emmanuelle sit while she held the crutches for her.
"Thank you, Suzie! You're the best!" Both my mom and Emmanuelle hugged and were crying a little amid sudden bouts of laughter at how silly this all seemed.
"You know I'd never leave you helpless like this," my mom said, pulling back a little.
Emmanuelle turned toward me. "And thank you, young man, for coming to my rescue. I hope it doesn't ruin your summer." Both of them were looking at me, but my eyes were suddenly glued to Emmanuelle's hand as she adjusted her bikini top, right over her breast. Her nipples were noticeably hard, poking out against the material. I felt my cock tighten suddenly in my shorts. God she was an attractive woman!
I swore that when I finally realized where I was staring and looked up, Emmanuelle was giving me a little smirk... like she knew exactly what I was thinking. "No... uh... no, it's no problem, Ms. Castle."
"Call me Emmanuelle, please," she said. "Ms. Castle makes me sound old. Do I look like an old lady?" she asked, smirking again.
"Uh... no... no you don't look old," I stammered.
"Well good! Oh... I'm sorry. I know you've been driving a long time and you might want to freshen up and get ready for bed. Let me show you around the house," she said, struggling to stand. My mom helped her up, their breasts pressing together as she was lifted. Their faces were so close together. I had the momentary fantasy of them suddenly kissing...
Then she backed away an inch. "Um..." my mom stammered. "Vince is..."
Emmanuelle looked at me again and smiled. "Yes... he is."
She knew just what she was doing to me. It was such an erotic sight. I'd never seen two women kissing in real life before... and I'd never seen my mom even remotely sexual with anyone before... even my dad. I swallowed hard, wondering if I'd even be able to stand after that. I willed my erection to fade and thankfully it worked enough. I saw Emmanuelle look at my crotch and smile as I attempted to stand. I knew my cock was visible, but there was nothing I could do about it.
As if nothing had happened, Emmanuelle led us up the stairs. It was a small, two bedroom house, with a full bath upstairs and a half bath downstairs. As we moved down the hall, Emmanuelle explained that the one bedroom was still full of junk and wasn't useable. But that she had a queen-sized bed in her room that will work for all three of us.
I swallowed hard as I looked in the small bedroom. All three of us... sleeping in one bed. Oh... great...
I went into the bathroom to get cleaned up and thought I could hear them talking in the bedroom outside. I pressed my ear to the door so I could hear what they were saying. It became quickly obvious that they were kissing... if not more. God my mind was reeling with fantasies!
"It's been a long time," Emmanuelle said.
"Yes... it has..." My mom was moaning a little bit.
"I want you."
"I... I know... I want you too... It's just..."
I heard my mom grunting a little bit, but didn't hear much else. I turned on the water and continued getting cleaned up, and went to the bathroom, flushing the toilet, and then waited a minute, giving them plenty of time to know I was finishing up before I walked out. When I finally came out of the bathroom they were sitting on the bed.
"Suzie?" Emmanuelle asked. "I'm going to need you to run to the grocery store for a few things. I think they're open until 11:00. I'm sorry. Do you mind?"
"Um... ok... I can do that," my mom looked at me, then back to Emmanuelle. "What do you need?"
"Some milk... bread... cereal for Vince, maybe. Oh, and get some chicken and ground beef if you would." She reached for her purse and gave my mom some cash. She told my mom where the grocery store was and then asked if I could stay and help her. I nodded that I would and watched my mom leave.
"Can you help me into the bathroom? I need to take a bath," Emmanuelle asked, hobbling towards the small door. I helped her through and over to the side of the tub. She bent over and turned on the water, checking the temperature until it was just right. She put the crutches together, her hand on my shoulder to balance herself on one leg. Then she reached around behind her back and pulled her bathing suit string making her top just lie against her bare breasts, just dangling from the string around her neck.
I was stunned and looked away as she unfastened the tie behind her neck and her entire top fell away, exposing her beautiful, naked breasts. She tossed it onto the toilet seat, then bent down and began pushing her shorts down her legs until they were loose enough to just fall to the floor.
She giggled when she noticed my head was turned and my eyes closed. "Awww... you're shy. That's so cute." She moved a little, I guess to get the shorts away from her feet. "Ok... help me into the tub, will you?"
She wrapped one arm around my neck as she started to sit on the edge of the tub and I had to look. I didn't have a choice. Her naked body was right there in front of me... in my arms. Her breasts were so large and beautiful, her nipples hard and protruding. She looked up at me as she slid into the sudsy bathwater, the bubbles thankfully covering her up a little. When she noticed me looking at her, my face flushed red.
"You can help me wash... if you want..." she said, licking her lips. Her hands moved over her chest and over her breasts, enticingly, getting them completely wet.
I turned and dashed out the bathroom door. "I'll... I'll just wait outside." God I was so embarrassed... and turned on...
"Don't go too far!" she said loudly, giggling, not knowing where I was going. "I may need more help."
"I'm... I'm just outside the door," I said. I slid down the wall and sat with my back against it. My cock was throbbing in my shorts. I couldn't believe how open this woman was. I'd just met her!
"Ok."
As I sat outside the door, she talked to me. I could hear the water splashing as she washed and asked me about school, girls, dating, the future... and then she asked me about sex.
"So... no girlfriend. Playing the field?" she asked.
I swallowed. "No... just no one in my sights right now."
