Authors note: Welcome to my latest story and another installment of Milf Tails. This one was inspired by a little something I came across (pun intended) not too long ago and I decided to try my hand (another innuendo, but hey I write erotica) at that particular scenario. Hope you like it. LC68
*****
With a sigh of resignation, I put the last of my clothes in the suitcase and zipped it up. I put it on the floor next to the smaller one that contained some books, I-pod and Samsung tablet. All the things I could think of to try to keep me sane for the two weeks I was getting pawned off on my grandparents.
This was ridiculous. I had just come home from my freshmen year of college two thousand miles from here where I was responsible to take care of myself, but couldn't stay home while my parents went on their annual summer cruise.
I'd pled my case to my parents both together and separately, but kept getting the same answer; two weeks was too long for a nineteen year old to be alone. My claims of independence at school were met with laughs and I was told I lived in a dorm room surrounded by other people and had teachers and RA's watching over me.
I know this translated into they were afraid the two weeks would be a stream of friends and girls in and out. I most likely would have some friends over, but it would be my best friend Mark and maybe a couple of more to play the new Call of Duty, not a frat party. As for girls? I'd spent the last eight months in another state and all the girls I'd known back here had either moved onto college or had boyfriends.
But seeing I broke up with Chelsea two months before the semester ended I would be scoping out some fun this summer. Fun was all it would be, I had no desire for a long term relationship as in two months I would be heading back to California for my sophomore year. I looked up at a knock on the door, "Hey Steve, you decent?"
"Yeah, mom," I answered, "Come on in."
Mom came in and as she had done every time she saw me since I came back two weeks ago, came over and hugged me.
"I missed you, so much!"
"I missed you too, mom" I laughed.
"Not the same, you going off to school is a new start for you, for me, it's the end of my son needing me."
"I'll always need you, mom" I assured her.
"Good answer." She winked, "Especially seeing I may have just proved my usefulness."
"What do you mean?" I asked, noticing the grin on her face.
"So..." she looked down at my suit cases, "You about ready to leave?"
"Yes," I rolled my eyes, "I know, I'm leaving before you guys do." I gave it one more shot, "Do I really have to go, mom? I'll be fine here and I'll make sure I visit grandma and grandpa and they can call or stop by anytime, I won't be..."
"You want to stay home alone?" She tapped her chin, "I would think you'd be excited to be staying with Mark for two weeks, figured you guys would have a lot of fun catching up and hanging out all that time."
"Yeah, I...wait, what?" I couldn't believe what I'd just heard, "Mark's?"
"Yes, Mark's," Mom laughed.
"Wow, thanks, mom!" I gave her a hug, this one much more enthusiastic, "Not that I don't like my grandparents, but you know..."
"Well don't thank just me," she said, "You'd mentioned Mark's, but I didn't want to impose, but I guess he said something to his mother and Melanie called me last night and said she would love to have you stay."
"Fantastic!" My smile broadened and I'm sure mom just thought it was because of staying with my best friend.
That was a big part of it, but the mention of Mark's mother, Melanie, had me excited for another reason. I hadn't seen her in close to a year and missed being around the woman who'd inspired my wet dreams from the first time I'd met her back when I was a freshmen in high school. Damn she was hot and the thought of not only seeing her again, but spending two weeks checking her out whenever she or Mark wasn't looking was icing on the cake.
"Couple of things though." Mom said.
"Sure, what are they?" at this point I'd agree to anything.
"One, you swing by and visit your grandparents, both sets, they miss you too."
"No problem." Visits I could handle.
"Two, make sure you thank Melanie, its very gracious of her, she wouldn't even let me give her any money to get you guys pizza or buy extra food or anything."
"I will thank her the second I get there." I promised, thinking I was now looking forward to seeing her as much as Mark.
"Last one, you know Mark's parents got divorced a few months ago and he works and goes to school. You're pretty handy so if Melanie needs anything taken care of around the house, help her out."
I recalled how upset Mark had been on the phone when I spoke to him during the divorce and he had mentioned his mother had been moping around the house for months. On that note I figured there was more than just the house not getting taken care of and right there in front of my mother found myself wishing she'd ask me to help her out with that.
"Steve?"
"Oh," I grinned at her as she cut into my waking fantasy, "Count on it, mom, I'd do anything for Mark's mom."
*****
I pulled into the driveway at Mark's house and called him from the car to let him know I was here.
"Hey, buddy!" He chirped into the phone, "What's up?"
"Downstairs, man. Just pulled in."
"Oh, good timing! I'm just getting us into a group for Call of Duty, so grab your bags and come on up!"
"Okay, but give me a minute I want to tell your mom thanks before I head up and get lost in the game."
"Sure, she's in the back planting flowers, I think."
I got out of the car, and after grabbing just the smaller bag for now, walked through the fence and into the back yard. As I did I noticed the door that used to be there had broken off its hinges and was leaning against the fence.
I saw the hinges were still there, just bent. That would be my first project. A couple of minutes with a hammer and some knew screws and it would be as good as new. I walked through the side yard around the back, noting a couple of spots where the fence needed to be fixed and the deck could use painting.
I was starting to make a list in my head of a few things I would need down at Home Depot, when I turned the corner of the house and saw Melanie in the garden and totally lost my train of thought.
Mark's mother was on her knees facing away from me and my eyes locked onto her ass. Melanie was wearing a pair of tight denim cut offs that were not only short, but with her bent over had ridden up higher.
I could see the sweet curve of her ass cheeks and watched as she wiggled it back and forth while digging at something in the garden. I stood rooted to the spot, my eyes moving back and forth with her ass as if I were being hypnotized.
She stopped moving and my eyes wandered down to the backs of her supple, tanned thighs and calves. Melanie sat up on her knees and reaching up, fumbled with her black hair that she had pinned up due to the heat.
Melanie was wearing a tight white tank top that was low cut in the back and seeing the sweat slicked smooth skin of her back all my teenage fantasies came back as if they had never left.
I remembered countless nights of sleeping over and sitting on the floor of the living room watching movies or playing video games while sneaking furtive glances at Melanie as she lay on the couch watching TV with us or reading.
She never dressed slutty, but had no issue with wearing shorts that stressed the word short or the little dresses she would wear when she went to sit by beach and would leave on when she came home.
Melanie was a dance instructor and had the legs to go along with it. My eyes would run up and down those legs imagining my tongue doing the same. At night when I knew Mark was sleeping I would slip into the bathroom and jerk off thinking of those legs, as well as her lips, wrapped around me.
I hadn't seen Melanie in close to a year and while at school my fantasies had turned towards the numerous hot young coeds I saw every day, but after less than five minutes of staring at her ass, I was reminded of why she'd been my go to fantasy from day one.
Melanie finished messing with her hair and started to lean over to attack the flower bed, when I cleared my throat, "Mrs. Kennedy?"
She glanced over her shoulder and flashed me a huge smile, "Steven!"
She quickly got to her feet, and turning around came over and threw her arms around me, "It's so good to see you!"
"You too" I dropped my bag so I could give her a proper hug and thought it was already damn good to see her.
She was hugging me pretty hard and I was aware of her breasts pressing into me. I turned my head slightly and found myself staring at the skin of her exposed neck. As she held me I had the crazy desire to kiss her neck as I'd thought about doing so many times before. Man, I better find someone to spend some time with soon. A simple hug from a woman who saw me as nothing more than her son's best friend and I was thinking about making out with her.
Melanie released me from her embrace, but keeping her hands on my shoulders, smiled, "I'm so glad your back, Mark's missed you."
"Yeah, I'm looking forward to hanging out with him this summer." I replied, "Thank you so much for letting me stay here, Mrs..."
"Oh, please, its Melanie, you're not a little kid anymore." She paused and sliding her hands down to my biceps gave them a squeeze, "Not a little boy at all!" her eyes dropped and gave me a look up and down, "Wow, Steven you've filled out a lot in a year! You playing football out there?"
"Riding the bench mostly," I grinned ruefully, "But I might be able to start next year," I looked at her hand which was still on my arm. Her slender fingers with their long red nails looked damn good there. She was still squeezing and wanting to impress her I continued, "But since I'm on the team I get to use their gym all the time and I'm trying to get in better shape for next season."
"Well you're on your way." She nodded, "You've come a long way the last couple of years, you used to be so skinny."
"Gee thanks, I guess."
"Aw, I'm just teasing," she looked up at me, her big brown eyes twinkling, "Haven't been able to tease you in awhile. As for staying here? When Mark said you were going with your grandparents I called your mom right away and told her I would love to have you!" she winked, "Mark's pretty happy too."
