The alarm clock sounded at 7 o'clock and Alice hardly opened her eyes. He almost didn't sleep at all even though he went to bed early in the evening. He couldn't take his mind off what happened yesterday and although he had analyzed the situation from all possible perspectives, it was hard for her to accept that she didn't have answers to all the questions that crossed her mind.
She had hoped that her husband, Marc, would be next to her in bed, but his place was empty, so she turned to one side, gathered the blanket and hugged her. She felt the need to hug someone, to be hugged and caressed, to feel loved and desired. A thrill like an electric current ran through his body when she remembered what happened yesterday.
Like almost every Saturday, she had visited her best friend, Susan. They had become friends in college where they had shared the same room on campus and had experienced together as much as possible of a student's life. Now, after more than 20 years of friendship, they would occasionally recall memories from that period, when they weren't talking about what had happened in the last week since they hadn't met.
This time they had spent their time on the edge of the pool behind the house, lying on the sunbeds and enjoying cocktails prepared by Tyler, Susan's boy. He was also the one who served them, like a real bartender, although considering the sun, the heat, the pool and the fact that he was wearing only shorts, he looks more like a "beach-boy" full of muscles.
He had just turned 18 a few months ago and during the summer he is working in a bar in Downtown, collecting money for the parties that would come in the fall, when he will be starting his studies at the city's college.
- Tyler, I don't know how you do it, but you are making amazing combinations in these cocktails, Alice told him after tasting the third cocktail.
- Thank you, Alice. All the best to the most beautiful women in my life, Tyler had replied with a smile.
- My dear, there is no need to flatter two old women with such beautiful words. Cocktails are enough, smiled Susan sipping from her glass.
- When do you want the next one, let me know. I'll be in my room, Tyler said heading towards the house.
The two women took a long sip from their glasses and lay down again on the sunbeds.
- I don't know why, but it seems to me that Tyler has been acting very differently for the past few months, Susan said, unbuttoning her bra and exposing her large, heavy and still beautiful breasts. He is always very careful with me so I don't miss anything. I feel very spoiled and I enjoy his attention, but I don't understand what is happening to him. I would like my husband to pamper me like this, not my son.
- Maybe it's because now he considers himself an adult and tries to act like one, replied Alice and taking her friend's example, she took off her bra. And who can he test his skills with, if not his mother? By the way, are you sure he can't see us from his room? It would be quite strange for him to see the breasts of a two old women like us exposed to the sun.
- Keep calm, my dear, it wouldn't be the first time that Tyler saw my breasts. answered Susan and began to spread sunscreen on her breasts.
- You're crazy! How so? Alice jumps in fright.
- When you have children, such things happen often, my dear Alice. We share the same house and sometimes accidents happen. You learn to live with the thought that your own child just saw you naked in the shower or walked in on you in the room when you were only wearing panties. After all, what can he see more than a pair of saggy breasts and a big butt full of stretch marks?
- Stop with this nonsense, replied Alice. Your breasts are still beautiful, and your ass is still attractive.
- Sometimes I think how lucky you are not to have children. You look almost 30 years old. With these firm breasts and your cheeky ass, you could have any man. Simon barely touches me anymore. I haven't felt wanted for a long time. So, although I'm intrigued by Tyler's change of attitude lately, I'm trying to enjoy all the attention my son gives me, until he will leave home and I'll be alone, Susan said sadly.
- Come on, my dear, you are a beautiful woman and I wouldn't be surprised if some of your son's colleagues and friends would think of you as a MILF, Alice tried to cheer her.
Hearing this, Susan almost choked on sipping from her glass and began to laugh loudly.
- I would like it to be like that, Alice. All his friends who come to visit are very nice to me, they smile and talk to me politely, but I don't think any of them have ever thought of me that way. But let me tell you a little secret: a few days after my 18th birthday, Tyler walked in into my room while I was playing alone.