The Bet Christmas Break

THE BET - CHRISTMAS BREAK

CHAPTER 1

Don and Billy were home on Christmas break. They came in on the 10th., and didn't have to go back until Jan. the 2nd. There wasn't much going on other than catching up with each other, visiting friends, and shopping. Too cold to golf or play tennis.

After a few hours of Christmas shopping one day, Donna and Don got home, had a snack, and sat down to rest. As they were talking, Donna kicked off her shoes and leaned down to rub her feet. She said her feet were killing her after all that walking.

"Which," she said, "reminds me. Ann tells me you are a pretty good masseur. And that you talked about taking some classes for it, or physical therapy, or something along those lines."

"She told you that?", he asked. "Yeah. I guess I did mention thinking about it."

"Ann and I have become pretty close since you 2 boys went to college. Seems we have a lot more time on our hands, and spend quite a bit of time together. We've talked about a lot of things. So, how about giving your old Mom a foot massage? Would you mind?"

"Uh. No. I guess not."

Donna laid back on the couch and put her feet in Don's lap. He started gently rubbing, squeezing, and massaging. "Oh yeah. That feels divine. Ann was right. You are good."

Don wondered what else Ann had told his mom. He was a little scared. What would his mom say if she knew he had fucked Ann Jarrett? "So. You and Mrs. J. are good friends?" he asked.

"Oh yeah, we've gotten pretty tight. She told me how when her shoulder was hurting you massaged it and it felt much better. And then later gave her a full massage. She said you were very good at it." She was toying with him, trying to make him squirm. Not letting on that she knew the whole story. She was enjoying making him nervous.

"Yeah. I wanted to be helpful. I thought maybe a shoulder rub would help. She said it did. And later when she said it was her shoulder, neck, and back I did a more thorough back rub. She said I was good at it, and that's when I said I might consider taking classes."

"That was nice of you. And the way you're massaging my feet does feel good. I may get you to do the same for me you did for her. You know, a full massage? Maybe you should consider a career in that area."

Don was still nervous, wondering how much his mom knew. After a few minutes more of the foot rub, Donna put her feet on the floor and said, "Thanks, Don.That was wonderful." She hugged him and went to start supper.

CHAPTER 2

Billy and his mom were sitting in the kitchen. Ann was baking some cookies for Christmas. Billy was hanging out with her and chatting about classes and stuff.

Ann said, "Oh. Donna tells me you gave her some tennis lessons before you left for school. Well, I knew you had given her some pointers. But she said you gave her more later on. She said she really enjoyed it. We played a few times before the weather got bad and it did seem like she had improved. That was nice of you to help her."

"Oh, I enjoyed it. It was fun," said Billy.

"Yeah, Donna and I have been hanging out quite a bit lately. We've gotten pretty close. She told me all about the lessons."

Billy thought, 'I bet she didn't tell you everything.' But he said, "She was a good student. Uh, what all did she say about it?"

"Oh. How you showed her how to improve her swing. And how to hold the racket better, and how to improve her stance. Pretty much everything."

Billy was getting worried. If Mama B had told his mom about them fucking, the shit was getting ready to hit the fan. His mom had probably been thinking of how to approach the subject. And it looked like she had decided that now was the time. He braced himself.

"I knew you were a pretty good player, but I never knew you were interested in teaching. I think it's great that you were willing to help her. Maybe you can help me improve my game?"

"Oh. Uh. I don't know. You're way better than me. I don't know what I could possibly teach you."

"I think it's always good to get input from somebody else. Keeps you growing and getting better. In whatever you're doing. Can you hand me that cookie platter over there?"

Billy handed her the platter. He still didn't know what all Donna had told his mom, but it didn't look like the shit was hitting the fan, so maybe she didn't tell her.

CHAPTER 3

Billy and Don went out to see some friends that night. Don said, "My mom said your mom told her all about my massages. I'm kinda worried she might have told her everything. But she never gave me hell about it. So, I don't know if she told her, or not. I'm still kind of worried. What if she knows?"

Billy said, "Yeah. My mom did the same thing. Told me your mom told her all about the tennis lessons. She said she told her everything. But, I don't think so. Because, like you said, she didn't give me hell. But, I'm still a little worried, too. Maybe they're just trying to figure out how to approach it. Or waiting until our dad's get home."

Don said, "I'm pretty sure Mom doesn't know the whole story. Because she said she might ask me to do the same for her. Ain't no way she'd say that if she knew."

"Yeah, my mom said the same thing. I guess you're right. No way they'd ask that," Billy agreed.

They were both worried. And that put a damper on their evening out with friends. Neither one could really enjoy themselves. But they both still looked back on the adventures with each other's mom and thought of doing it again.

CHAPTER 4

Donna told Ann that she almost told Don that she knew about him and Ann, but decided to let it go. Ann said she had done the same thing. But they both agreed that it had been kind of fun watching them squirm.

A couple of days later, Don and Billy were playing pool in the family room at the Bryce house. They came upstairs to get a soda, and there sat their moms in the living room. They got their sodas and went in to say hi.

Ann and Donna gave each other a sly look and both knew what the other was thinking. 'Let's have some fun.' After small talk for a while, Ann asked Don if he was still considering some sort of massage therapy, or physical therapy, or anything. Because he was really good at it. He said he hadn't thought much about it yet. Just trying to get the basic courses out of the way first. She said, "Your mom tells me you gave her a foot rub that was really helpful and mentioned getting you to do more."

"Yeah. I did. And she did mention that, but she should probably go to a professional."

"Why pay a professional when she's got somebody just as good right here?"

"We'll see," said Don.

Donna said, "Billy, Ann says you're going to give her some tennis pointers. That's great. But don't make her too good. I already don't have a chance against her."

"Well, she mentioned it, but I don't think I can help her. She's already a whole lot better than me."

"Nonsense. You're really good," said Donna. "I think you could help anybody, no matter how good they are."

Ann piped in, "Yeah. I do still want some pointers, like you did for Donna."

"I don't know, Mom. I don't think I can help you."

"Well, I want to see what you got, if nothing else," said Ann.

"Same here, Don. I need to see if you're really as good as Ann says," Donna told her son.

"Come on, Billy. Let's go shoot some more pool," Don said, trying to extricate himself from this conversation.

"Yeah. I'm ready," Billy quickly agreed.

As they went back downstairs Ann and Donna were giggling. Billy asked Don, "Are they fucking with us? I feel like they know and are trying to embarrass us or something."

"I don't know. But if they are trying to embarrass us, it's working."

CHAPTER 5

Nothing happened for a few days. That weekend both of the boy's dads came home for 2 days. They spent a little family time together. Then Monday morning they were both gone again.

Donna was cleaning some stuff out of the garage Monday afternoon and pulled a muscle in her lower back. It hurt like hell and she had to quit. She thought it would go away after a while. When it still hurt Tuesday morning, she thought, 'maybe I will get Don to massage it. Ann said it really did help with the pain. If it doesn't, then I'll go to a chiropractor'. She called into the kitchen and asked him about it.

He said, "I don't know, Mom. I don't really know what I'm doing. I volunteered to help Mrs. J. just being kind. I didn't really think it would help."

"Well, she said it really helped a lot. What could it hurt? If it helps, great. If not, then I'll go to a chiropractor. What do you say? Help your poor, ailing Mom?"

"Okay. I guess," he agreed.

They went to Donna's bedroom, where she laid down on her stomach. She was still wearing her pajamas, which consisted of a pair of loose fitting bottoms and a t-shirt. She also had on a short robe.

Don sat on the edge of the bed beside her and started working her back muscles. He asked her where it hurt and she told him mostly her lower back, but that it spread upwards some, also. So he concentrated on the lower region. She said it was helping. She asked him if he needed her to remove her robe. If that would make it easier.

Hesitantly he said, "Actually, it probably would be better. Working through 2 layers you're probably not getting the full effect."

Donna sat up and took her robe off. She still had her pajamas on. Don had seen her in her PJ's many times. No biggie. She laid back down. Don went back to work. He asked, "Is this really helping?"

"Tremendously," she said. "You truly are good. There's lotion there on the nightstand if you need it. I know massage therapists use it. Don't know if you want it or not. It's just regular hand and body lotion. Nothing special."

"I don't think it's necessary. I'm not massaging your bare back. You still got your shirt on."

"Oh, yeah. I didn't think about that."

Don continued working the muscles of his mom's lower back, and up to her neck. He couldn't help but notice her legs. 'She does have nice legs like I've heard some of the guys say,' he thought. 'And she really is pretty, too. I never noticed, but they're right.' Donna was laying with her head turned to the side, eyes closed, giving him a profile view. Even though she hadn't fixed her hair, or applied her make-up yet after getting out of bed, she truly was quite pretty. Don saw why the guys would think she's a MILF. Fuck! What am I thinking? This is my mom.

He stopped and said, "There, Is that better?"

She said, "Yeah. That is better. But do you have to stop? It feels so good. I've never really had a massage, and it's fantastic. I didn't know what I was missing. Can you do it a little more? Please?"

"Sure. I guess," he said.

"You can push my shirt up a little and do my bare back if you want. I think that would feel great."

Don pushed his mom's t-shirt up a couple of inches and rubbed her bare skin. She moaned, and said, "Oh my God. Yeah. That's much better. A little higher, too, please."

Don pushed her shirt up some more. He squirted some of the lotion onto her bare skin, making her squeal and jump. "Sorry. I should have warned you."

"That's okay. That feels nice."

Don didn't catch himself at first. Then he realized he was looking at his mom's ass in those short PJ bottoms. And he thought, 'I guess I'm a pervert. Because I agree that my mom has a nice ass. Great legs. And she is pretty.' He caught himself looking at her body laying there on the bed for him to rub and feel. He wanted to stop having these thoughts and feelings, so he asked, "Is that enough yet, Mom?"

"Just a little more, Sweetie. Pleeease? And, if you don't mind, maybe my legs a little bit, too. This is amazing."

"Okay." He massaged her calves, and up the back of her thighs, willing himself to not think of her in a sexual way. But his eyes kept going to her ass, and he realized he was getting a hard-on. Her skin felt so smooth and silky under his hands. And her little bubble-butt was right there under a thin layer of cloth. He wondered if she had panties on under her shorts. He suddenly realized his hands had strayed dangerously close to his mom's ass. Right at the bottom of her ass cheeks, which were just barely visible at the leg openings.

Don jumped up and said, "I've gotta stop now. My hands are tired." He was grateful he was wearing a long shirt that covered his erection. He quickly left the room and Donna got up and got dressed for the day. She was amazed at how much better she felt. It also occurred to her that she was horny. Had her son touching her done that? Couldn't be. She knew she was a very sexual person, but not that. She wondered if she had subconsciously wanted something to happen. No way. Maybe she wanted to punish him for fucking Ann. Maybe she was jealous of Ann. Whatever the reason, she was sure she had not wanted anything to happen with her own son. But she planned on using some toys that night. And she decided it was time for another little visit with Ann.

CHAPTER 6

That same day Ann and Billy were sitting around the house with not much to do. Ann said, "Why don't you show me some of the things you taught Donna?"

Billy said, "Mom, you're a way better player than me. I can't teach you anything."

"Well, maybe. But you had lessons from a pro. I never did. Just a high school coach. I mostly just learned on my own. Maybe you do know some better ways to do things that I was never shown. Come on. We're just sitting here bored. It'll be fun."

"Okay. What do you feel like you need help with? Anything in particular?"

"Donna said you showed her a better way to grip the racket. Sometimes it feels awkward. Maybe we can start there."

She got her racket and they went to the den. It was the biggest room, and had plenty of open space. Billy showed her how he held his racket. It was slightly different. She said it did feel more comfortable when she swung. She asked if he had noticed anything she could do different when he watched her play.

He said, "Nothing big. But maybe the way you stand when waiting for the serve. I think you might get a quicker reaction if you modify that a little."

"Okay. Show me." He squatted at her feet. He took her right leg in his hands and spread her feet slightly. He realized he was enjoying having her leg in his hands. He then took her left leg in his hands and bent it slightly at the knee. Then he moved her left foot forward about an inch. He thought, 'Wow! Mom does have gorgeous legs. And a killer ass.'

Billy stood up and took a position behind his mom, as he had done with Donna. He took her right wrist in his right hand, and put his left hand on her left hip. He told her to bend her legs and squat just a little. "Now spread your feet just a tiny bit more." This position put her ass pushing back against his crotch. He noticed and tried to pull his pelvis back away from her. But as he was trying to show her how to stand, and then swing her racket, it was impossible to not have his half-hard cock pressing into his mom's ass.

He was uncomfortable with the fact that he liked it. His mom was wearing those tight-fitting spandex white shorts that accentuate women's asses so well. And try as he might to not think it, he had noticed his mom had one fine ass. He had no trouble seeing why his friends thought she was a MILF.

He just hoped she didn't feel his cock in her ass crack. But how could she not? Certainly she would realize the position they were in made it unavoidable. She was saying, "Okay. I can see how that will help. But after my swing it feels a little awkward."

"That's when you straighten up." With his right hand still holding her right wrist, he brought his left hand around her torso just under her breasts. He had her do a slow-motion swing. As she reached the end of her swing he pulled upward on her torso with his left hand bringing his hand into contact with the lower part of her breasts. He didn't know if she noticed this or not, but he certainly did. She was wearing a tight, pull over, fairly low-cut top. If he looked, and he did, he had a very nice view of her cleavage. And he felt bad about having these feelings about his mom.

They continued their lesson for a while, which had Billy's hands on her several times. Then Ann said, "That's probably enough for one day. I have a few things I need to go do now. Thanks for the lesson." She hugged Billy as she said this, and he was fully aware of her big breasts pressing into him. And he looked again at her ass when she turned and walked away.

Billy was totally disgusted with himself. 'What kind of person feels like that about their mom? Even if she is hot!?" He vowed to not allow himself to even think stuff like that again. Billy totally understood why guys wanted to fuck his mom. Not him, of course, but other guys.

Ann thought to herself. 'I could feel Billy's arousal doing that. I need to not do that again. But it did feel good, nonetheless. Wait! What the hell is wrong with me!? That's my son. It was bad enough with Don. It's nice to know I am attractive to young boys, but I've got to be more careful.' And just like Donna, she wondered why she had asked him to do that. Was she sick?

But irregardless of all that, she was horny. Maybe she should set something up with Donna.

CHAPTER 7

Neither Billy or Don mentioned this to the other. They were both ashamed that they had gotten aroused by their own mom. But they did talk about being horny and wanting to get back to school to see their girlfriends. They both had met girls at school, but a lot of good that was doing them here. And neither had gotten past 2nd. base with their girl, either.They both had the same thought. That they were going to try to hook up with their friend's mom while they were home. But it was getting close to Christmas. And their dads would be off from work soon. And their moms were getting busier, so it would have to be soon.

Don said, "Wonder if your mom needs another massage?"

Billy said, "She might. And maybe your mom is ready for another tennis lesson."

They sat contemplating these things before calling it a night.

CHAPTER 8

Donna called Ann the next day and asked her if she'd like to come over for a visit. Ann said she had planned on calling her, Donna, and asking the same thing. So, yes, she would love to.

Ann went to Donna's house that day for lunch. They sat and talked a while about life stuff. Eventually, Donna said, "I need to tell you something. It's embarrassing, so please don't judge me. I asked Don to give me a massage. And I told him to push my shirt up and do my bare back. I started out to have a little fun teasing him about you. But I really did hurt my back moving stuff. But I never did mention that I knew about you. I started liking it. And I think he did, too. I hate to admit it, but it made me horny. Am I a terrible person?"

Ann sat and looked at her for a moment, then she hugged her, and said, "No. You are not a terrible person. And I have to confess, too. I got Billy to give me some tennis lessons like he did for you. Same reason, to have a little fun. I intended to tell him that I knew and it was okay. But then I started liking the feeling of him touching me. And I knew he got aroused, too, because I felt his erection pushing against my ass. I got disgusted with myself and finally stopped it by telling him I had things to do. So, maybe I'm the terrible person."

Donna hugged Ann this time, and said, "No. You're not a terrible person, either. We're both just women that love to get attention from men. Maybe we did go too far with trying to have fun at their expense, and this is our punishment."

They both agreed that they should not have done that to their sons. And that they needed to tell them that they knew the whole time, and had been toying with them.