I had just gotten done with baseball practice and I was exhausted. It was a strenuous workout, and I was looking forward to getting a good night sleep. My teammate Jeff dropped me off at the foot of the driveway. I could barely step out of his dodge pickup truck I was so sore. We had lost two games in a row, so our coaches were pissed off and made us run like crazy.
I told Jeff goodbye and limped up our short driveway. We had recently moved into a new subdivision where all of the houses looked like something you'd see in a Disney movie. It was some new trend that was happening in the area where virtual towns were being built with expensive homes close together along with restaurants, shops, and parks. My parents loved the idea of it and bought a vacant lot while it was being built.
I walked up the stairs of the front porch and entered through the front door. I had dry sweat and dirt all over my body, so I was planning to head straight to the shower. That's when I heard some voices from the kitchen. I became curious because my dad was out of town and I figured my mom was alone.
I walked past the stairs and peeked around the corner to see what was going on in the kitchen. To my surprise, my friend Sean was standing there washing something in the sink. My mom was next to him stirring something in a mixing bowl. They were talking and laughing, seemingly having a good time.
I still couldn't figure out what my buddy was doing at my house, so I just stood there, too exhausted to move towards the kitchen or upstairs towards my shower. I watched as my mom obviously continued to prep supper. It looked like Sean was helping her out, as he lifted some green beans out of the sink and put them in a pot on the stove.
Then my mom turned towards the bottom cabinet near the refrigerator and bent over to pull out a pan. When she did this I saw Sean staring at her ass with a grin. She had on some fairly small blue cotton shorts that she works out in, so I'm sure he got a healthy view of her nice ass. Yes, she's my mother, but I can admit that her ass is fabulous.
I didn't like that Sean was staring at her bending over, but I was used to it because a lot of my friends talked about my mom in a sexual manner, sometimes followed by a punch or shove by me. I mainly retaliated to their comments in a love/hate manner by wresting with them and talking smack back, but it did upset me at times when they said things about her.
My mom got back up from reaching into the bottom cabinet and resumed her supper prep, oblivious that her son's 18 year-old high school friend was stealing a glance at her rear. That's when I decided to join them in the kitchen.
"Hey guys," I said weakly as I approached them.
"Hi honey!" my mom said as she continued to focus on the cooking.
"Hey Josh, how was practice?" my friend Sean asked.
"Tough. I'm exhausted. What are you doing here?" I asked finally reaching the opening of the kitchen and leaning up against the wall.
"He's helping me cook. He's such a good helper," she said cheerfully.
"I came by to hang out thinking you'd be done with practice. She was just starting supper, so I suggested I lend a hand." He said.
"Oh. Well, I'm definitely hungry, but I need a shower first," I said.
"Yes, I can smell you from here even with these onions next to me on the counter. You didn't walk on the carpet with your dirty socks on, did you?" my mom said.
"No mom," I said in a mocking tone. "Geez, you've already yelled at me numerous times for that. I think I've figured it out by now that you don't like that."
My mom had a tendency to baby me. Since I was the only child, she was constantly pestering me about something, but she always means well and I love her, so I take it with a grain of salt. I do get embarrassed around my friends when she babied me though.
"So practice was tough, huh? You guys have to win these next two games," Sean said.
"Yeah, I'm not worried because Randy and Michael are pitching. Well, I'm going to grab a quick shower and I'll be back down for supper," I said retreating from the kitchen.
My shower went great and I felt so much better after it. The bathtub was extremely dirty, caked with red clay from the baseball field. I made sure I cleaned it because my mom would definitely scold me otherwise.
I went back downstairs and the kitchen table was set. Dinner was just about ready, so I took my seat. Sean and my mom were talking and laughing with each other. He occasionally complimented my mom on random stuff, and I thought to myself what a kiss-ass he is.
I also noticed him stealing more glances at her body. I have to admit she looked very sexy at the moment, even dressed down. She had on a white t-shirt with the blue cotton shorts on, and her shoulder-length, stylish blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail. The shirt was very thin, so the outline of her dark bra was visible, and I also noticed panty lines showing through the small shorts.
As I've mentioned before, mom has a great ass. It's very bubbly on her petite frame, and her legs are smooth and muscular. She has a nice rack too. Not that I've ever seen her bare tits since I was a toddler, but I have seen her bra size, 36C, and I've seen her rack in bikini tops and bras, so I know how spectacular her natural breasts are. She never dresses slutty, but she does often wear some cute outfits that show cleavage.
We ate dinner and I was out of the conversation for the most part. They talked about TV shows and movies, which was unusual at my house. My dad and I watched sports all of the time, so we don't keep up with all of the celebrities and movies like mom. Sean does, so my mom loved having someone to talk with about it.
He kept making compliments to her and even dropped little sexual innuendos that went over my mom's head. It was actually kind of nice having someone to keep her occupied. If it was just myself eating tonight, then she would have probably drilled me with all kinds of questions about school, and I wasn't in the mood to answer those kinds of questions.
After dinner was finished Sean insisted that he do the dishes.
"Oh, that's so nice of you Sean, but Josh can do them," she said looking at me.
"No, no, no. I insist that I do them," he said as he already started washing the dishes in the sink.
"That's so sweet. Josh, you need to hang out with him more to learn some good habits," she said. Normally I would have talked back, but I was just too tired. The truth was, he was sucking up to her because usually Sean was not so polite. We are friends, but not that great of friends. I have a core group that I consider my closest friends, and he was kind of on the outside of it.
