My best friend's mother is hot, and no one would ever deny that if you've seen her. My friend's mom is Stacy, and at thirty-eight years old, she had the body and looks of a twenty-year-old coed. Stacy stood at 5'7" with long blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes. Her body reflects the image of perfection at 33-23-33 with those beloved 34C cups.
Stacy is a single mother, with her ex-husband cheating on her with a high school girl. Stacy quickly divorced her husband and raised her son Alex on her own.
Alex, my best friend since childhood, has known about my crush on his mom. I've had one since we were in middle school. He would always laugh at me for liking his mom but never hated me for my affection for his mother.
We had graduated high school a couple of weeks ago and would be heading off to the State's university. Alex still dates his high school girlfriend while I broke off with mine. It wasn't serious, and she was heading towards another college, so there were no reasons to continue dating.
As the summer kicks in, I stayed with Alex at his place. I've always crash before, so this time before our college careers kick-off, I would spend my last summer at his residence.
That plan might have been more torturous for me than I initially thought. Stacy walks around the house mostly in those Capri leggings with a running sports bra that shows off her flat stomach and her breasts. I've never seen Stacy wear anything but these outfits every day.
Alex couldn't help himself as he laughs at my discomfort. My cock rage with hardons every day as Stacy walks in the kitchen in her outfit before leaving for her daily run.
"Look, man, if you feel so strongly about my mom, ask her out," Alex said a couple days back.
I knew Alex was joking when he said I should ask his mother out, but I couldn't help but be serious about asking his mother out and even dating her. My dreams were filled with me, walking and talking to her on a more personal level. They soon turn with me fucking her incredible body with my raging cock.
I decided to give it a shot, but knew she would say no if I flat out ask her. I am her son's best friend, so I knew I had to build the relationship first.
Alex left to hang with his girlfriend at the local park. I put on my running outfit and walk downstairs to see Stacy drinking some water before she took off for her run.
"Can I join you on your run?" I ask her politely.
Stacy looks at me in surprise, but smiles and says, "Sure, I would love that."
I knew she didn't mean 'love' as a personal affection, but I couldn't help but feel my heart beat faster upon hearing the words, and my cock becoming hard again.
I am no slouch. I may be a video game nerd, but I'm also very athletic. Been on Track and Field and playing Basketball for years, I knew I am very fit.
We took off running as I follow her, keeping up and didn't say anything. Every now and then, I would see men of all ages turn to look at Stacy as she runs past them. I could see some were even jealous to see me running next to her. One old man who sat on the park bench mutters, "Lucky duck" as we pass him.
I don't know if Stacy is aware of the stares she receives, she acts like no one sees her and continues running.
I knew I could run, but Stacy kept running as if she was running for a marathon. After running nearly five miles, I had to stop to catch my breath. Stacy also stops as she looks at me with her hands on her waist, controlling her breathing.
"You don't run often?" Stacy asks me kindly.
"Not this much," I say truthfully. "How far do you run?"
"To the Lake," Stacy says as she waits for me to catch my breath.
That would explain much about why she is gone for an hour when she runs. The lake is nearly seven miles from her house.
"Can I ask why you run so far?" I ask her nicely.
Stacy's face suddenly appears sad.
"No reason," Stacy says quickly. "we can walk back if you want."
"Okay," I say, agreeing to her requests, thinking I could use this time to talk to her for the first time.
We didn't say a word to each other as we walk back to her house. Stacy appears lost in thought as there was something about the Lake that meant a lot to her.
Once inside, Stacy retreats to her bedroom and takes a shower. I did the same in the guest shower, taking a cold shower. My cock had been raging hard during the walk, and I either had to fuck my best friend's mom like a madman, jack off, or try to cool off before I go stir crazy.
For the next several days, we continue to go for the run. Nothing spoke between us. After a couple of weeks of running, the days grew hotter, so I stop wearing a shirt and only ran in my basketball shirts.
Running with my rock hard abs next to Stacy had to be a dream come true, and could have been the closest I'll ever have into having sex with Stacy.
Our time together also increase as I would go with her when she went shopping. Before she would pick things, she tends to like, but I also point out the things Alex and I like to eat.
As much as I enjoy spending time with Stacy, I found it becoming harder to resist my urge to force myself upon her.
After three weeks together, Alex looks at me funny and wonders what was going on between his mother and his friend. I wasn't sure how this would affect my relationship with Alex. I love him like a brother, but I also love his mother.
After two weeks of this routine with Stacy, I walk into the kitchen to see Stacy flush a shade a red before she mutters an apology and walks out of the room. I turn to see her go, admiring her tight ass as she walks away. As I admire her ass, I notice a wet spot forming between her legs.
As I thought about the wet spot, I thought she might have had an accident, but I slowly realize she had an orgasm while she was in the kitchen.
We return to our run, but we didn't even make it two miles when Stacy decides to turn back. I wasn't sure what caused her discomfort, but we run back to her house. Stacy says nothing as she goes to her bedroom and takes her shower.
I didn't return to the guest bathroom to take my shower, and I didn't hear Stacy's shower running either. I walk up the stairs and peer inside her bedroom. I could see Stacy lying flat on her bed with her Capri leggings pulled down to her knees as she rubs her pussy with her left hand as her right begins grabs her breasts, her sports bra lies on the ground forgotten. Stacy lets out a moan as she arches her back upwards.
This is the closest I've seen Stacy to being naked, and I'm in a state of shock at seeing Stacy fingering herself half-naked in her own bed.
I want to come into the room and fuck her right then and there, and I'm sure she wouldn't object. I nearly enter her room too, only to have some nagging voice in the back of my head warning me this wouldn't keep her in the long run.
I knew Alex is taking his girlfriend out tonight and wouldn't be back until morning. I decide when Stacy came out of her when she calms down, I would ask her out to a drive-in movie dinner.
I wasn't sure if she desires me, or if she is thinking of someone else. Still, I knew this would be a bold move on my part.
I turn and leave and enter the shower to clean up before putting my clothes in the hamper and went back downstairs to cook us lunch.
Stacy came downstairs and ate the lunch I gave her as she gives me a warm smile. She's always smiled at me before, but this time I could see some affection in her smile and conflict.
"Instead of you cooking tonight, why don't we go out to eat?" I ask Stacy.
Stacy looks at me in surprise at this suggestion. I suspect she's in no condition to cook dinner after her little orgasm in her bedroom.
"Sure," says Stacy. "is Italian good tonight?"
'Damn,' I thought, hoping to get her alone in a car to make out with her.
"Sure," I reply kindly.
Later that night, I dress in a casual outfit. Jeans with a t-shirt. Stacy came down with a blouse, and her hair for one wasn't in a ponytail. Apparently, she took her time looking nice and presentable as if trying to look like a goddess.
Looking at Stacy in a blouse only made my dick rage harder in my pants, and I knew I had to let it out or it would explode if it didn't get released.
During dinner, we talk for the first time, allowing me to get to know her on a personal level. She didn't work a day her in life. Her father had been a big-time lawyer for the State, and her mother was a real estate owner. When they passed away, they left her with a fortune that would allow her to never work a day in her life. She sold her mother's real estate for even more substantial finances in her bank accounts.
I finally understood why she drove the latest Mercedes.
I told her I wanted to attend college, but I wasn't sure about a career path I wanted to take. I did tell her about my dreams of having kids and settling down with the woman I love for the rest of my days.
"That's wonderful," Stacy says kindly with a warm smile. I could see she's happy I have a positive dream, but also seem a bit sad.
After dinner, she drove us back to her house with a smile on her face.
Our routine of running together continues every day, and soon enough, I discover she stop wearing panties. I could tell because she no longer had any outline of her panties in her Capri leggings. Once in a while, I could actually see wet spots grow between her legs, and I knew she is starting to develop feelings for me, and that made my cock become rock hard.
I didn't know how much longer I could hold out without going crazy and forcing myself ontop of Stacy.
The end of June soon arrive, and I offer instead of going out, to stay home and watch a movie.
Stacy agrees, as it was a hundred and two degrees outside, the heat beat down made it difficult to go out without water. Stacy put on a white bikini and heads to her backyard pool and dips inside the water. I quickly join, but I didn't have any swim trunks, so I wore my boxers and jump inside the pool.
I don't know if that was a good idea or a bad as my dick only had a raging hardon as I relax in the water with Stacy. My dick would escape my boxers as I nervously adjust my boxers and my cock back inside.
