Melissa was my best friend since we were in grade school. I was an only child and she has always been the closest thing to a sibling that I have. After high school we both went to the same college in Huntsville, TX.
Her majoring in business and me criminal justice. She was very conservative. The prim and proper lady.
I was the wild one. I had plenty of partners in college. Guys and the occasional girl. She would always call me a little slut and we'd both laugh. It actually turned me on a little.
After college we both moved back to the Houston area. Her taking a job in the administrative office for the locale school district and me landing a job with one of the biggest police departments in the country.
As the years went on we stayed friends. Talking everyday and seeing each other a couple of times a week.
My name is Kelly. I've had a few long term boyfriends, but never married. My career took up a lot of my time. Even now at 51 years old I'm proud to say I still "got it." I'm 5'9" with dark hair and green eyes. I workout 5 days a week. I have a toned athletic body, with firm 36D tits and an ass that you can bounce a quarter off of. I take lots of pride in how nice my ass looks. Especially in a short skirt or tight pair of jeans.
Melissa, married a few months after we graduated from college. She met Chris while we were out one night having a few drinks, during our second year of college. He is a very good guy. After 25 years of marriage he still treats her like a princess. They have 2 children. A daughter name Lauren, who is 22 and away at college. I miss her and still talk to her at least once a week. They also have a son name Jacob. Who recently turned 18. He has always been my baby.
Since I never had kids I was very close to Melissa's kids. It was rare that I missed a choir concert, school program or football game.
Jake, loved being around me. As a little one he loved seeing me in my uniform. He always asked if was taking bad guys to jail. I always assured him that I was. He would ask to play with my cuffs. He has called me Kell Kell since he could talk. Even when he got older he'd make sure I was gonna be at his game on Friday night. Since his sophomore year he had been the starting linebacker on his high school team. Now as a senior every college in American was recruiting him.
Jake had grown to be a gorgeous young man. Standing 6'5" he towered over everyone. He also weighed 230 lbs and was a solid rock. He was the sweetest guy ever. He was friends with everyone. He didn't care who it was or what social level they were on. He went out of his way to make the less popular kids feel like they were just as important to him as his own teammates.
I always found it kind of strange that Jake never brought any girls around. Obviously every girl he knew would like him. I asked on occasions if he had a girlfriend or if he had any dates lined up. He always kind of shyly laughed and told me no. I could always tell it made him a little uncomfortable.
It was a few weeks after Jake's 18th birthday that it all started.
I had a conference to attend in Florida. I went almost every year. Since Jake was little he always asked if he could go. I always told him when he got older and I didn't have to babysit him the whole time then he could. When Melissa told him I was going this year, he immediately texted me.
"Hey Kell Kell!! Am I old enough for the Florida trip yet?" He asked. "It is during spring break." He assured me.
I had a feeling he'd be asking this year since he asked every year. I was prepared and had already decided I was gonna let him tag along this year.
I said "I think this is your lucky year, Jakey!"
He was so excited he called and asked if I was serious. I told him of course I was and that he needed to get packed because we would be leaving in just a few days. I told him to pack enough for a week and plenty of beach clothes. I always spent lots of time on the beach while I was there. Since the conference was only for the first 2 days. I knew we'd be at the beach a lot.
I showed up at Melissa's Monday morning to pick up Jake. He was ready to go as soon as I got there. Melissa and I talked about the week to come. I told her that I'd take good care of Jake. She knew I would.
Jake and I descended for the airport.
The flight was good. I could tell Jake was Nervous about flying. So, I bought him I few screwdrivers on the plane. As he drank I could tell it made him braver. He started to ask about my love life. Why I'd never been married. If I had a boyfriend. Then, he asked if we could pretend that I was his girlfriend on this trip. I thought he was kidding. So I told him, sure.
Then I asked "Are you sure you want to pretend like an old lady like me, is your girlfriend?"
"Old lady?" He asked
"Yes, I'm a few months older than you're mom." I told him.
I could tell he was a little tipsy. He was getting brave. He told me "Kell Kell you are the hottest woman I know!"
I was taken back a little. I'd never had and 18 year old tell me I was hot. I laughed and squeezed his leg. As I laid my head on his shoulder.
"Well, thank you! You little stud. You're a little hottie yourself." I said to him.
I could feel myself gettin getting hot. Was I really getting turned on by an 18 year old? I watched this guy being born. I never missed a birthday party or a football game of his.
I had been with a few younger guys. Just a few months ago, I took home a 21 year old that I met at work. He was a rookie officer. He wasn't all that great, but thought very highly of himself. And not willing to learn. So, it was a one time thing.
I left my hand on his leg for the remainder of the flight. When we got off I held his hand as we walked to get out bags. We took a cab to the resort. It was beautiful like always. We made our way up to the suite.
When we got in the suite the first thing he noticed was the spa in the middle of the living room. He asked if we would be using it while we were there. I just smiled at him.
I told him we should get showered and head down to the beach. He said he'd shower after me.
I was still hot from the flight. So I decided on a cold shower. I washed up not wanting to take too long. Wrapping myself in one of the robs hanging there, I let him know that I was finished.
