The sounds of the Kwan household were familiar, but different in interesting ways.
While Jeremy slept off the beers he paid some frat boys to buy them, Keenan sat in one of the massive gaming chairs in his room and picked off newbies running through the airport corridor. The clicking and shuffling of the controller was the loudest sound in the room aside from an occasional snore from Jeremy who had sunk into a deep sleep despite downing his first beer only forty-five minutes ago.
Outside the room sounds were muffled but still audible. The sound of the shower at the end of the hall was loud enough that Keenan could hear the occasional splash or bare footstep over the constant hiss of water on tile. Jeremy's sister's room was at the end of the hallway and her bathroom was the biggest in the house.
Keenan had just taken out a two-man team that had been walking right down the center of the terminal, completely out in the open, when the shower turned off. It made the silence extremely loud since now the only sound was the clicking of Keenan's controller as he scanned the area for anyone that might have figured out where he was camping. He thought he could hear a light switch click but couldn't remember if the light in the hallway had been on or off before and he couldn't see it now.
Jeremy had insisted on stuffing a towel under the door to block the smell of weed. But after Jeremy downed three beers in the six-pack while Keenan rolled the blunt, then another while Keenan finished his own, there was no "weed smell" aside from what was on Keenan's fingers. That was almost an hour ago. Most of that had rubbed onto the controller at this point.
Keenan was scanning the area for enemy movement on the game screen so intently that he didn't notice the door open. Jeremy snored again, a giant grating sound that tore through the room and made Keenan jump in his chair and turn his head toward him. That was when Jennifer stepped into the room.
The room wasn't dark despite the lights being out, but rather bathed in the soft blue light of Jeremy's video game. Keenan was sitting in one of the two chairs Jeremy sat in when he played. He was wearing basketball shorts and a jersey. He was also slouching in the chair instead of sitting in it properly, causing his basketball shorts to ride up and pull tightly against the outline of his cock.
When Jennifer stepped out of the darkened hallway into her son's room, there was no sound. The lack of sound was partly because of the thick carpet in the hallway, which the door to her brother's bedroom swung out into, and partly because of the rolled-up towel on the floor in front of the door, which she stepped over. In bare feet, she padded up to her sleeping sibling and his unaware friend.
Keenan was staring at Jeremy, trying to see if he was awake or just very drunk, when Jennifer slid behind him.
"Boo," she breathed into his ear.
Keenan leapt about three feet into the air without his feet touching the ground once. When he slammed back down into the gaming chair, it was with a soft pop followed by a long hiss. It continued hissing and sinking into its own base after Keenan had recovered, sprung to his feet, and turned on Jennifer with his hands up in a defensive position.
Jennifer just stood there with one hand on her hip and the other down by her side and looked at Keenan in his ridiculous pose until he lowered his hands, then his head, and apologized.
"I'm sorry Jen, you startled me."
"Oh, I startled you," she said, stepping out of the shadows of the darkened room and into the flickering glow of "Hard Chargers III" where Keenan's character was shown bleeding out in a cloud of dust, chunks of asphalt, and bloody mist. She stepped forward and put a finger in the center of his chest, not a hard poke, but a gentle touch. She circled her finger between his pectorals before removing it and placing it on her chin.
"I wasn't expecting to find you here."
"Jeremy said your folks wouldn't mind."
Jennifer smiled despite her best effort to maintain the act. The kid was terrified.
"That Jeremy?"
"Yes."
"My Jeremy?"
"Yes?"
"Drunk Jeremy?"
Keenan stood there for a moment, squirming, trying to concoct a lie, before Jeremy burped loudly and filled the room with the boozy stink of cheap beer.
"um, yeah"
"I see," Jennifer said, tiptoeing around the pizza box and over the pile of laundry next to Jeremy. She chuckled softly to herself. Jeremy barely bothered to hide the beer bottles. He was laying on top of one like a pillow.
"So," she continued. "What are you doing over here?"
Keenan struggled to find words. Not only were he and Jeremy caught (even he could see the beer bottles) but Jennifer was almost standing over him. There was no way she wouldn't be able to notice his growing erection.
Jennifer Kwan was a legendary beauty. When she pulled up in her cherry-red convertible her senior year of high school, she got everyone's attention. She pretended not to notice everyone drooling over her at school but still, she had to know how hot she was.
Fresh from the shower, Jennifer was wearing a simple, collared shirt. It was a few sizes too large for her, but clung to her wet skin in a way that made it seem too small in places. It stuck to the underside of one breast so closely that Keenan could see the tone of her golden skin beneath it and almost make out the shape of one nipple. The hem of the shirt slid up her thighs with each tiptoe, allowing Jeremy to see enough of the shadows between her thighs and enough bare skin along her hip to know she wasn't wearing any underwear.
"I'm, uh," Keenan swallowed hard. 'I'm playing video games."
"Yes, I can see that," Jennifer said, taking one more step until she was next to Keenan. She bent over the desk and stared into the monitor. When she did, the light from the monitor flooded her shirt, causing the outline of her body to stand out against it like a movie screen. Keenan could make out the outline of both nipples and the shape of each breast. He could see the way her stomach pulled in below her ribcage and flared out again at the swell of her hips and ass.
In the brief moment she bent over and stared into the monitor, Jennifer Kwan gave Keenan his first glimpse of a naked woman. She realized it when he gasped and she looked down to see her tits hanging towards the desk. She was almost embarrassed until she could hear Keenan swallowing hard. Instead of covering up, or standing up, she set her feet a little further apart and leaned forward on the desk.
"I can see you're playing video games Keenan," she said in her stern 'mom-voice'. "What I want to know is, what video game are you playing?"
As she stretched, Keenan backed away from the desk and moved back to the chair. The mess in the room ensured the only path around the desk was past Jennifer and over Jeremy. Unable to navigate that path, Keenan simply sat down in the gaming chair in front of the desk and behind Jennifer, who was bending over in front of it.
Jennifer wiggled her bare ass at Keenan, who just sat in the gaming chair, unable to speak and unable to look away. Her thighs were spread just far enough so that Keenan could make out the pink crease in the middle of her thatch of shiny black pubic hair. His mouth hung open just a little as he stared at it, trying to stare into it.
