Mike had been a "player" in high school and, without a doubt in his mind, expected to be one as a freshman in college. It was a reasonable expectation. He had the looks that females wanted to know better; the shoulders of a competitive swimmer, 5 '11", dark hair and olive skin of his Cuban mom and light brown eyes of his Anglo dad, and an easy-going self-assured manner completed his babe magnet credentials. He expected that his freshman year of college to be no different than his senior year of high school.
In fact, during his second class he had eyed Beth, a blonde, blue eyed, buxom beauty who immediately eyed him back. Big breasts and good looks were his only vital requirements in a girlfriend, or at least any girl his was going to fuck once or twice. Beth fit both those requirements nicely, 5'5", long blonde hair, full lips, fair skinned, full figured with at least C cups, maybe D cups from what he could tell, certainly large enough to draw his lusty eye. From her fair complexion he guessed correctly a Nordic ancestry but living in Florida required her to keep her two beauties well covered. He couldn't wait to lay his hands on the entire package.
But he had to wait, she wasn't going to let him into her pants without at least some wining and dining. Mike could just tell that sort of thing right away about a girl. So, he took her out a couple of times to a dinner, movie, and they spent time studying together in the library. They had kissed a few times before Beth invited him to her home where she lived with her mother about a 25-minute drive north from the college they both attended, in a more expensive town than where Mike lived. Beth's mom was going away for the weekend and Beth said she would cook him dinner and intimated that he could spend the night. Mike was relieved he was going to drop a load at last. Although he was a player, he was only comfortable with one girl at a time, it was just too much work to juggle two females at once.
He arrived at a large ranch style house on a large lot with a well-manicured lawn. He realized that her family had more money than his, which didn't bother him but he noticed. Michelle, Beth's mother, answered the door, with a big smile and quickly looked him up and down, although Mike did notice, it only registered later that the mother of his girlfriend had just checked out his junk. Except for darker hair Michelle was a forty-year-old version of Beth, the apple didn't fall far and all that, the same large breasts and great figure, the woman kept in shape. She was gorgeous. Michelle had recently divorced Beth's father and Mike guessed she didn't have any trouble finding male company.
They made some small talk and Michelle soon left for the weekend. Mike and Beth had a lovely evening of food and afterward had sex for the first time. Mike could tell he was more sexually experienced than Beth but he enjoyed the sex and thought that Beth had as well, at least that's what she had told him afterward.
Mike and Beth fell into a routine of seeing each other twice a week spending a night at Mike's home, he also lived with his parents, or at Michelle's, both parents were relaxed about the sleeping arrangements. In fact, Beth's seemed very relaxed about her daughter's sex life, even asking in front of Mike if she remembered to take her birth control.
By Thanksgiving break when Beth told him that she would be leaving for two weeks to visit her father on the other side of the country, Mike pretended to be disappointed but he really wasn't, he was starting to get sexually bored with Beth, he began to feel the itch to find some greener pasture to plow. The week before he had spied at the library a gorgeous Asian girl with unnaturally large breasts who had tweaked his cock antenna.
Before she left, he promised Beth that they would talk every night. Around noon, only a few hours after Beth had gotten on the plane, he got a phone call from Beth's mother, they had never spoken on the phone.
Michelle quickly, perhaps a little too quickly, said that she was having trouble with her pool filtration machine and that Beth had told her that he was good at fixing mechanical stuff, "Would you mind, coming over to have a look at it, whenever you had a chance, if it wasn't too much trouble." He said sure he could come by in an hour.
She said, "Perfect, thanks. I'll leave the door unlocked just come on in."
He thought that Michelle sounded funny, somehow different. But not an unreasonable request in November, it is Florida, people have heated pools. Although it did cross his mind that she surely would have a maintenance contract for the pool. In any case he didn't mind going over there.
An hour later he knocked on Michelle's front door, and out of courtesy announced himself.
He heard her voice from the backyard, "Come in I'm out back."
He stepped through the sliding door onto the patio and got his first good look at Michelle. She was laying on an outdoor lounge chair facing the sliding door, wearing a yellow bikini. It was barely a swimsuit, the top was just two triangles that barely covered her breasts, everything else was exposed to his view, side boob, top boob, and bottom boob. Although he had of course seen that she was big breasted while clothed this view left nothing to the imagination. He tried to look in her eyes but his eyes had a will of their own and quickly darted to take in those barely concealed beauties. A smirk on Michelle's face went unnoticed by Mike.
He had a fleeting thought,
that
isn't an appropriate way to dress in front of your daughter's boyfriend.
She got up, "Thanks for coming over Mike, I appreciate it," as she moved her large breasts swaying freely, she turned to walk toward a shed in the back of the property, "the equipment is back here."
He made some polite noises as he walked behind her drinking in the view of her ass. The bottom of the bikini was just a thong. She had a gorgeous ass, not too big, not too small, just right.
He didn't know what the fuck was going on, but it did cross his mind that his girlfriend's mom is hitting on to him.
She made some small talk as she walked, but he couldn't register what she was saying, her gorgeous ass cheeks jiggle enticingly.
When they reached the shed behind the pool next to the backyard fence in an area shielded from view by shrubbery, she stopped abruptly, Mike almost collided with her. She stood close to him, too close. He felt his body temperature rise. Her body shined with suntan lotion and sweat.
She turned and looked him in the eyes and said, "You're staring at my body. You like it? Does it turn you on?"
He nervously stammered some gibberish, "Oh...your body...?"
She looked down at his crotch, "It looks like it turns you on."
Immediately her hand found the front of his shorts and rubbed the outline of his cock through the fabric. It was rock hard right away. Her hand closed around the outline of his cock and moved it up and down. She looked back up, put her arm around his neck, pulled him to her and kissed Mike on the mouth.
She broke off the kiss and purred, "That's a nice sized cock you got there mister. Mind if I have a look?"
