MY NEW FRIEND'S MOM TEACHES ME
CHAPTER 1
Me and my family recently moved into a subdivision just outside of Houston. My Dad's work transferred him here. Me and my sister Judy didn't want to move but we didn't get a vote. We both had friends at home in Dallas where we used to live and didn't want to leave them and change schools. Mom said she didn't care one way or the other. That there was nothing holding her there. So, here we are, in a brand new place, going to a brand new school, and without a friend one. Judy will be fine. She's a sophomore in high school, pretty, very sociable, and outgoing. She's already started making friends. Me, on the other hand, I'm just the opposite. My name is Russ. I'm 18, will turn 19 in August. I'm a senior. I'm not the kind of guy who makes friends easily. I don't know, I'm just shy and have a hard time around people I don't know. We've been here 1 month now and Judy is pretty well established with new friends and settling in well. I am grateful that there was one guy who talked to me the first day at my new school. His name is Mike but everybody calls him Goose. I haven't gotten the story behind that yet but I'm anxious to hear it. Anyway, he's a really nice guy and I think he took pity on me being the new kid. Our lockers are beside each other and that's how we met. So we hang out at lunch and before the bell in the morning and stuff. He's introduced me to a couple of his friends and they seem okay, too. So I guess I'm starting to settle in.
A couple of us have cars and hang out at the park on the weekends scouting for chicks. None of us have steady girlfriends but they all go out sometimes with a girl. I haven't met one yet to go out with. Truth be told I've never been on a date yet. I'm just too backwards. Everybody says I'm a good looking guy and likeable, that I just need to come out of my shell. I hope it happens someday. Some of the girls that hang out with us sometimes will talk to me and I get all nervous and stuff and can't carry on a good conversation. Then they tease me about it. They told me, too, that I need to try to learn to talk to girls. That a couple of girls have said they thought I was cute, but they thought I was stuck up because I wouldn't talk to them. My Mom says I have low self esteem.
CHAPTER 2
When we had been at our new home for about 3 months Goose told me one day that he was having a birthday party at his house for his 19th. birthday. His birthday is August 13th. Mine is the 20th. He said it was in the basement at his house. His parents would be there to chaperone so it wouldn't be anything wild or anything. Just a bunch of guys and girls listening to music and dancing. He said of course there would be a couple of guys that had a bottle or some weed in their car. He told me to invite Judy. I said I would but I didn't know if Mom and Dad would let her come. Surprisingly they thought it was a good idea as long as his parents were there. They said it would be a good opportunity to meet more people. We made it a kind of joint party for us both after I told him my birthday was the following week.
The night of the party I drove Judy and I over to Goose's house. It was only about 1/4 mile. They lived in the same subdivision. There were about 20 kids there. A good mix of boys and girls. Some I knew, some I didn't. We had a good time. And I met his parents. They seemed really nice. Goose talked to Judy a lot, trying to get to know her better. I think she liked him, too. But Mom and Dad really didn't let her date at all yet. I told him this and he said he could bide his time until they let her. Goose's Dad's name is Wallace Arbogast, and his Mom is Grace. She's really pretty. When I first met her I thought she was the prettiest woman I had ever seen. She is in her late 30's, maybe 40. She must have been young when Goose was born. She has brown hair, and big, brown eyes. Her hair was in a ponytail. She was wearing tan slacks and a red blouse. Nothing provocative or anything but I thought she looked gorgeous. I noticed she had a really nice butt, even in those plain tan slacks. And it looked like she had a pretty decent rack up top. She had rose colored lipstick on and smelled delicious. In my eyes she was a total MILF. She tried to talk to me and welcome me to the neighborhood because Goose had told them that we were new here. And to wish me a happy birthday. She was really nice. I got all flustered and couldn't hardly talk. But I did watch her all evening as she served snacks and drinks and birthday cake. This was when I found out the story of Goose's nickname. Him and bunch of guys were at the park one day and for some reason one of the geese down at the river took a liking to him and followed him around all day. He's been known as Goose ever since.
CHAPTER 3
A couple of weeks later Goose invited some of us over to swim in their pool. Judy and I went. She wore her conservative 1 piece suit until we got there and then changed into her bikini, which Mom and Dad would not approve of. Again it was a good mix of guys and girls. His Mom was there but his Dad was playing golf. She had on a 1 piece suit and a wrap over it. She looked really, really good in her bathing suit. And I got a better look at her butt and her rack, and they were both even better than I had imagined when I saw her in regular clothes at the party. She mostly went back and forth getting snacks and drinks for the kids but laid in the sun when she had the opportunity. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her and I hoped she or no one else noticed me staring. Actually one time Judy told me to keep my eyes in my head and I got totally embarrassed.
We graduated from school, and had the summer free before going to the various colleges we were going to. Some of the guys were travelling, some were on vacation with their parents, some had part time jobs, but me and Goose were free. He asked me to come over one Saturday and help with a computer issue he was having as I am a bit of a computer geek. I rang the doorbell at 10 AM as planned and his Mom answered the door. She was wearing a bright yellow bikini. The top did not completely cover her tits and I saw a fair amount of tit flesh bulging out the top. She told me to come on in and I followed her to the kitchen, watching her buttcheeks wiggle as she walked. The bottom wasn't a thong type but it showed plenty of cheek. And I looked. Again her hair was in a ponytail. She said, "Mike had to run something down to his Dad at the golf course. A club or something he had forgotten. He should be back in 20 or 30 minutes. You're welcome to wait if you want. He told me you were coming."
"Yeah, I can wait. No problem."
"Sorry for my attire. I was just laying out by the pool and came in to get something to drink. You want something?"
"Yeah. Thanks. A Coke or something would be great."
She got me a Coke from the fridge, and I admired the view when she bent over to get it. "There you go. If you don't mind I'm going back out to get some sun. I don't get a lot of chances to just lay out and tan. Seems there's always something to do. You can come out with me if you want, or wait in Mike's room, or right here. Whatever you want to do."
"If you're sure you don't mind I'll join you at the pool. It's too pretty a day to stay inside."
"Sure. Come on." Again I watched as she walked out to the pool. She had a very nice wiggle when she walked. "Sit wherever you like." She laid on her back on her chaise lounge and put her sunglasses on. I sat on a chair at the table at the poolside where I had a good view of her. I told myself I was a pervert for sitting here ogling her like this, but it didn't deter me. I admired her barely concealed body as she laid there. I took in her tits, her bare belly, and her long, golden brown legs. She had a good tan. Even her feet looked good. They looked smooth and her toenails were painted red. She picked up a bottle of suntan lotion and started rubbing it on her legs and started talking to me. She asked about where we moved from, how I liked it here, what were my plans for college, and was I doing anything over the summer. I was a little flustered talking to her at first but I was surprised to find myself getting pretty comfortable. As we talked she applied the lotion to her legs, then her belly, then her shoulders and arms. I wished that it was me rubbing her all over like that. Then we heard a car pulling in the driveway. "Ah. I hear Mike's car in the driveway. You boys have fun doing whatever you're doing." As I got up to go meet Goose she turned over onto her front and I checked out her magnificent backside as I walked away. And realized that I had about half a boner.
Goose and I got his computer issue resolved in about 15 minutes. Nothing major. I stayed a little while and we drank Cokes and talked. Mostly about girls, but also about our upcoming moving away for college. Then I went home.
CHAPTER 4
I was at Goose's house again the next weekend. I went whenever I had the opportunity. Just to be around his Mom. I knew it was stupid but I was infatuated. We were sitting in the den playing video games. His Dad was out golfing again. His Mom was just putzing around the house doing this, that, and the other. She passed through the den frequently. Today she was wearing a pair of thin white shorts, which I absolutely love on a woman. I don't know what it is about white shorts but I think for whatever reason they look sexy as hell. They weren't booty shorts, but they showed her butt and legs off wonderfully. And being a thin material I could see she had red panties underneath. Her shirt was a tight fitting red tank top that showed a V of cleavage and molded to her tits quite nicely. Her curly brown hair hung loose around her shoulders today. She was barefoot. I couldn't concentrate on our game when she was in the room and quite frequently messed up. Goose went to the bathroom and his Mom was in the den dusting shelves. I was watching her. Then I heard, " Russ. Russ! Earth to Russ."
"Oh. Sorry. Yeah?"
Mrs. Arbogast said, "I called your name a few times. You were really spaced out there."
"I'm sorry. I was just thinking about something."
She looked at me with a sly, knowing grin. "Care to share what it was?"
"Nothing. Just stuff."
"Okay. I was going to ask how your sister's doing. I haven't seen her in a while."
"She's good. Spends most of her time at home now that school's out."
"Well tell her I said hi, and to come see me sometime. She's a sweet kid."
"I will." Goose came back then and we continued playing.
In a little while his phone rang. He said, "It's Kelly." Kelly is his girlfriend. "I need to talk to her. Do you mind?"
"No. Go ahead."
