"I really am beside myself, Samuel does nothing but use that computer all day."
Jillian listened to her friend and nodded her head in understanding. Samantha had been worried about her 19 year old son for some time. He was the definition of a nerd. He didn't play sports or have a girlfriend and he spent all his time cooped up with his friends doing homework and playing video games.
"He gets good marks though," said Jillian, carefully raising a cup of hot tea to her mouth and avoiding her enormous breasts with practiced dexterity.
"That's true and I supposed I should be grateful. He really is a good kid but he's in his first year of college and I'm pretty sure he is still a virgin. This is a time when he should be exploring life not avoiding it."
Jillian nodded her head in agreement. When she had been in college she had certainly enjoyed herself although since she got married her husband gave her scant attention. She had little interest in an affair. Why replace one old man with another? So she remained chaste. That said, the mention of Samuel's virginity sent a quiver of excitement to her middle aged beaver and she did her best to prevent her devious fetish for teenage boys show on her expression.
"I just don't know what to do," continued Samuel's blonde big-breasted mother with exasperation.
"Maybe I could talk with him."
"Oh, would you? That would be marvelous. It just seems such a weird topic to bring up as his mother but he's known you for years and so I am sure he will willing to talk to you about it."
It was true. Jillian and Samantha had been best friends for years. Aunt Jill was a regular fixture at every birthday party and Samuel had always been fond of her.
"I'll go speak with him right away."
Samantha was rather surprised at the suddenness of it all but she dared not object as Jillian replaced her empty teacup on the table and made her way to the den in the basement.
Samuel was playing video games with his friends David and Clark, and even though they had already clocked the game they were playing several times before the boys were as absorbed as ever.
"Jump dude, jump!" shouted Dave.
"Shit," said Samuel.
"You're too busy thinking about Aunt Jill's breasts aren't you," chimed Clark.
"Fuck you dude, she's my mom's best friend."
"I'd do her!" said Dave, "And your mother..."
"Shut the fuck up, they're upstairs right now."
"So what," said Clark, "They can't hear us."
"Can't hear what?" asked Jillian as she entered the den with a mischievous look on her face.
"Nothing Aunt Jill!" stammered Samuel as he hit pause on the game.
"Hello boys..." purred the older woman.
Jillian would definitely have been considered a MILF, if she had had any children, and she would certainly have been considered a cougar if she had ever acted on her darkest desires. Her husband had little interest in sex and she exercised every part of her body, including her vagina, regularly, so she was still as tight as a teen downstairs and it was only her massive bosom that remained soft, contrasting perfectly with her fit and toned middle aged body.
"Hey Aunt Jill," sang the boys in choirboy unison.
"I just came down to have a little chat. I know you won't tell you mother I said so but she's worried about you Samuel and I agree with her. You boys spend way too much time in this putrid basement when you should be out there spending time with girls your age."
The boys laughed.
"We're nerds, Aunt Jill. Girls don't want anything to do with us."
Jillian raised a skeptical eyebrow.
"Easy to say, but I don't imagine you try very hard. You can't just do science experiments, you need to be experimenting in other ways. It's important for your development. Now, if I weren't best friend's with your mother I'd drain your balls myself Samuel, and you too, Clark and David, I'd suck your cocks any day of the week."
The boys were gob-smacked at what they were hearing. Jillian was not going to beat around the bush and she knew the boys would never dare tell Samantha what she had said to them. For one thing, they would die of shame and for another no-one would believe them. Jillian was enjoying the awkward tension in the room and she noticed the three boys adjusting their trousers as they undressed her in their minds.