PART 1
Introduction: Joey and Diana
Joey was in love with Diana. He was not exactly sure if love was the correct word for the feelings he had for her, or whether it was just an all-consuming physical attraction and infatuation--but it pleased him to think of his feelings for Diana as love--and as such, he had loved her for as long as he could remember.
Diana was, quite literally, the loveliest, most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. Because of her blonde hair, blue eyes, and toothy smile, he had often heard others remark upon how much she resembled Christie Brinkley, the celebrity super-model. But, while Joey also acknowledged the somewhat striking resemblance, he always contended Ms. Brinkley's beauty paled by comparison.
But, beyond Diana's facial loveliness, Joey was also completely obsessed by the overwhelming sensuality of her physical presence.
Diana was a tall woman--At five feet, ten inches in height, she towered over his petite five-foot-six-inch frame. And, while most petite men of Joey's stature might have felt somewhat intimidated by such a difference in height, Joey somehow found it extremely appealing. It seemed to enhance and even emphasize the powerfully sensual aura of her femininity with a sensuality that radiated from her body even with even the most subtle of movements.
A full-figured woman, with a large bust and broad hips, Diana moved with a sensual feminine grace that never failed to draw his attention and captivate his admiration. When she moved even slightly, every part of her body moved with sensuality--shifted beneath her clothing--silently declaring her feminine presence to the world.
Joey never failed to notice and appreciate the sensual curve of her calf, the soft shift of her plush thighs beneath her fitted skirts and dresses, the delicate whisper of her hosiery as she sat and crossed her legs, and the sensual sway of her heavy bosom beneath her blouses and sweaters. Occasionally he would glimpse a flash, the briefest hint of her deep cleavage when she bent over, and it never failed to make him catch his breath. Diana's body radiated sexuality, and each day it was as if he were seeing her for the first time.
He never once gave voice to his feelings for her, choosing instead to keep those feelings locked away inside. He longed to tell her how he felt, sometimes he literally ached with the desire to express himself to her, but... deep in his heart he knew he could not for fear it would forever tarnish the wonderful relationship he shared with her... and he would never do anything to damage that relationship.
Diana was many things to Joey. First of all, she was more than twice his age, a seriously intimidating impediment to the kind of relationship he so desperately longed to have with her.
She was also so much MORE to him than just being the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, MORE than the personification of feminine sensual perfection, and MORE than the object of his every sexual fantasy. Because, above ALL those things--Diana was also his Mother.
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Chapter - 01 (The Early Years)
While not his birth mother, Diana was the only mother he had ever known. His birth parents were killed in a head-on collision with a drunk driver. Joey, a toddler at the time, was the only survivor of the accident--thanks to a new security car seat his parents had purchased that very week.
With no immediate family, Joey was placed into the Utah foster care system. Diana and Gary Duchesne, a childless couple, took him in and raised him as their own child--legally adopting him at the age of three.
Joey grew up in their small two-bedroom home--in a rural area of Idaho, roughly ninety miles north of Boise. Originally a cattle ranch, their house was surrounded by acres of fenced pasture. Not being farmers or ranchers, Diana and Gary made a modest income leasing the unused pasture land to neighboring farms for their horses and cows to graze.
He was thirteen when he first learned Diana and Gary were not his birth parents. He discovered it quite by accident when a case full of documents fell from Diana's desk. As he helped her pick up the papers scattered over the floor, he discovered the document of adoption.
While he was greatly surprised by the knowledge, he felt no serious loss. He had only the faintest recollections of his life before Gary and Diana. He was curious about his ancestry, and indeed, looked into it via the Internet, to hopefully discover more about his family at birth. But Joey seemed to inherently understand that, while Diana and Gary were not his birth parents, they were his REAL parents--the only mother and father he had ever known.
He attended school, grades one through six, in a converted rural church with twelve other students--all grades together in one classroom. Fortunately, his teacher, Mrs. Marjorie Jensen, was an excellent academician and dedicated to education. Joey excelled despite the archaic methodology.
For grades seven through twelve, Joey then attended a real school--albeit still rural with a relatively small student population. Every morning, he would walk three-quarters of a mile to a rural bus stop, for a twenty-minute ride to the facility.
While he maintained an excellent grade point average throughout high school, the singular lack of student body greatly impeded his social skills. There were no organized social interactions between the students--no assemblies or proms--and consequently, no meaningful interaction with girls.
Surely, there had been a few pretty girls that attracted his attention, but with no way to explore that attraction meaningfully, he passed through his high school years without ever having a real girlfriend. And without any means of transportation, he was never able to even ask a girl out on a date. For all intents and purposes, Diana became the primary female in his life.
As he grew older and began to assert his independence, he and Gary created an independent space for him. The only other structure on their property was a large two-story barn-like garage beside the house. Together they created a loft-style bedroom above the garage. A beautiful space with a large bay window that looked out onto the gravel driveway and the back of the house. HIS space--and Joey's heart swelled with pride.
When Gary passed away suddenly--a brain aneurysm took him one night as he slept peacefully in bed. Joey and Diana grieved together, a shared comforting experience that further cemented the closeness of their relationship.
It's little wonder then that, as the primary female presence in his world, Joey began to notice Diana physically. Instinctive human nature--how could he not? With no social outlet for his sexual curiosity, he quite naturally began to focus his fantasies and desires on Diana.
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Chapter - 02 (A Growing Obsession)
Joey sat at the desk in his bedroom/loft laboriously filling out an application for a job at the Albertsons grocery store in town. A menial position, to be sure, but a position that also paid more than minimum wage.
Two weeks previous, the day of his high school graduation had also coincided with the date of his eighteenth birthday. He felt it was certainly about time for him to join the ranks of the gainfully employed, he needed some form of income if he ever wished to attend any kind of college.
His main interest was in computer technology. His research directed him to a technical institute in Boise, where he hoped to attend one day and be certified in IT--the job opportunities in Idaho were seemingly plentiful and also well-paying.
