This is a mostly true story. I did change a few of the facts, like names. But I am Zack. I'm 18, 6 foot, 180 pounds. Light brown hair. Played hockey most of my life and live in the mid-west. I am in pretty good shape. I work out or run at least four times a week.
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It was late August and I was getting ready to start my senior year. Being 18 and senior, I knew it would be a great year.
With school starting in a few days I needed to go get some shopping done. As much as I hate going shopping for clothes, I even hate more going with my mom. So I grabbed my parents credit card and headed to the mall. I didn't want to go to the closest one to my house, to avoid seeing all the people and there is a higher end one a few miles away that has more stores that I like.
Doing my best to get things done I moved from store to store quickly. With bags in hand I walked out of Nordstrom with my mind looking for my next stop and I hear my name called, "Hi Zack."
I turned my head toward the coffee shop and saw Jill Clark. JILL CLARK. How I describe my mom's friend. Trophy wife? Goddess? MILF? All of the above and more, at least to me. She is about 5 and a half feet with light brown hair, dark blue eyes with blonde highlights. An great body for her age, at the time I thought she was about 35, later I found out she is 42. Nice firm legs and her chest, wow. They were not the biggest I've ever seen or touched, 34C. But they were just perfect. Some day I will have to thank the doctor that put them in her. You can tell she liked to let them be seen, but she didn't flaunt them, that wouldn't be accept able for the crowd she travels in. She used to work in real estate with my mother. But as her husband became more and more successful in business she stopped working. She and my mom still hang out a lot so it's not uncommon for me to see her.
"Hi Mrs Clark. How are you?"
"Good. Just doing some school shopping for Cole (her 13 year old son). He and his dad are in Grand Rapids with visiting his grand parents, so I figured I would get it done without him. Let me buy you a coffee. I can use the company."
How could I turn that down. "Thanks, I can use a break."
We both got an iced coffee. I grabbed her bags and carried them as she brought our coffee to a table in the mall. As we drank our coffee we talk. She was wearing a sundress that laid on her sexy body in a way that just barely covered up every sexy curve of her body. Not too long, but not too short. As we talked I did my best not to stare at her perfect chest. But I am only human, I did look down anytime her eyes moved away from mine.
"Are you ready for your senior year? Big year then off to college. I'm sure you will have all those cheerleaders lining up for you." I would say she smiled as she said it, but Mrs. Clark never smiled. It's not that she is cold, she just never smiles. It's a bit of a joke with my mom and some of her friends that if she did she might break her face after all the surgery she has had on it.
"Oh yea. Should be a great year. I can't lie. I have been looking forward to being a senior. It's our turn to run the school. About the cheerleaders...will see. You know my mom. She wants me to just focus on school."
"Come on Zack. Your mom tells us about all the girls you hang around with. They are beautiful. Don't tell me you are just studying with them. You're young. You should have fun, as long as you do it safely." As she said it I almost saw a smile. At least I think the corners of her lips tried to move up.
We talked more about different things for about 15 minutes. Then she grabbed her bags. "Well you enjoy what's left in your summer Zack. Don't forget to have fun this year. I'm sure you will do fine in school and out of school."
"Thanks for the coffee Mrs. Clark and I will." I would have gotten up and left except I wanted to look at her butt as she walked away.
I went on to finish my shopping then headed home. It would be hard to not spend the rest of the day stroking myself thinking about Mrs. Clark. God knows that wouldn't be the first time.
The house was empty as I got home. I dropped my bags in my room then when to get something for lunch. After I finished eating the phone rang. I hated answering it. It was never for me or my sister. I looked at the caller ID and it was from the Clarks.
"Hello."
"Oh hi Zack, this is Jill Clark."
"Hi Mrs. Clark. Thanks again for the coffee. I enjoyed the break. Sorry but my mom isn't here now."
"I wasn't calling for her Zack. I feel bad, but I accidentally must have picked up one of your bags after our coffee. I have a pair of shoes that I know I didn't buy. If you want you can come over. I would be here the rest of the day."
"I'm just finishing up my lunch. Give me 20 minutes and I'll be there."
"Great. See you then."
Seeing Jill Clark twice in one day will make my balls explode. I was getting hard just thinking about her as I drove there. I really had to think of something else as I drove. I didn't want to walk in her house with my shorts having a big lump in them.
I knock on the door hoping she changed into a bikini, but she was just in her sexy sundress.
"Hi Zack. Come on in. Again I'm so sorry to make you come over like this. Would you like something to drink? I'm having a wive, can I pour you a glass? Or how about a beer or pop." Wow she was offering me a beer.
"A beer would be nice." I said with a smile.
She got my beer and carried it into her family room and sat on the couch. I followed and sat next to her as she handed me the beer.
We continued to talk like we did at the mall. Sitting there next to her I could see her legs without them being hidden by the table. I swear I tried not to get hard, but I couldn't help it.
