Readers:
This is a completely fictional account about the sexual adventures of Eddie Lawson. Fiction, fantasy, and fun. Enjoy the escape from reality.
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Summer of 1982. Eddie Lawson, age 22, has two months off during the summer before driving 45 minutes to the south to get his Doctorate of Pharmacy Degree. He had just completed all his prerequisites at the 4-year university in his hometown in Southern California. He knew he had approximately 5 years before completing all classes and internships. He was patient and committed to accomplishing his goal.
An only child, he was always goal-oriented. He was also very competitive. Whether it was playing tennis or golf (where he was an ace player in high school), he had to be the best. He treated his academic career with the same level of determination as his athletics. Nothing but the best for Eddie Lawson.
Although he never considered himself to be a real great catch for the ladies, although many of the college girls and those in his social circle considered him to be fairly attractive. He had that lean, athletic body with short, wavy light brown hair, blue eyes, and a very pleasant face. Maybe it wasn't leading man looks, but certainly good enough to attract a woman.
He had one semi-steady girlfriend in college. Patti Ludlow was the one girl that he spent the most time with in college, although their relationship was more sexual and mutually gratifying for both. There was never a deep, personal connection between the two. Also, Patti was two years older and when she graduated, she took a job in Houston. That was the last he ever saw of her.
There were two other flings. One was the result a one-night stand resulting from a college party where the booze was flowing freely. He had a quick sexual session with an inebriated brunette before she turned over on her back and passed out. The next morning, she woke up naked and to a massive hangover with Eddie also naked next to her.
The most recent was a weekend at a cabin with a few friends. They began playing games of a sexual nature and he ended up spending two nights with a blonde that was a friend of his friend. She was from the Portland area, visiting during the summer, and he never saw her again either.
He desired something more permanent and meaningful, but he knew not to get too involved because between his school and part-time work delivering pizzas, he didn't really have the time to invest in a relationship. At least for now, there might be a few cheap, no commitment needed, booty calls in his future. At least he could hope for it.
Eddie's parents, Adam and Marla Lawson, were his greatest supporters. Adam was a history professor at the same university that Eddie attended. In fact, he got a substantial discount on tuition for Eddie's schooling since he worked there. Marla was an RN at a local hospital. It was an ideal home life for Eddie. Good parents, in love with each other, and loving their child. He was raised to be responsible and respectable in his dealings. It wasn't a perfect home, but most definitely a very caring and nurturing one.
The neighbors directly across the street, Gene and (Annette) Nettie Munson, had been best friends with his parents since they first moved into the newly built neighborhood 15 years ago. Sadly, Gene died suddenly two years ago at the tender age of 50. At the time, it left Nettie as a widow of 48 with twins that had just graduated from college. The son, Gary, had just moved to Denver when a job opportunity became available, and Debi had just married a guy she had met in college.
Although Debi was 4 years older than Eddie, he always had a crush on her. Because of the age difference, she never saw him as anything but like a younger cousin. She was never mean to him, she just didn't share the same kind of affection for him that he did for her, at least not openly.
She was a cute young lady, that's for sure. In fact, she bore a striking resemblance to her mother. In fact, Eddie always noticed Nettie's fine face and figure often...although she was old enough to be his mother.
Nettie wasn't happy with her daughter's choice in a husband. Debi's husband, Kenneth, was a Bible-thumping, self-righteous, jerk. She wasn't allowed to have any alcoholic beverages (even dinner wine) and wasn't allowed to dance or go to the movies. She wasn't raised that way, but she willingly obeyed her husbands wishes to remain "holy".
Eddie knew better, because while she was in college, he was aware of some of her sexual couplings. She wasn't a big party girl, but she wasn't exactly a teetotaler, either. She certainly wasn't a virgin. He was aware of at least two of her lovers during college. He was still in high school at the time, but since they knew many of the same people, the word got around. In fact, Nettie and Gene even approved of her bringing a guy home and share the bed. She was an adult and they were much more comfortable knowing that at least she was home rather than at some strange house or apartment.
Eddie's parents felt the same way, but he never took them up on it. Each of his encounters with Patti was done at her parent's home when they were away. Patti never had any intention of things getting serious, and meeting Eddie's parents would have just added a layer of closeness that she didn't want.
With the summer off and some free time on his hands, Nettie asked Eddie if he'd mind changing the oil on her 1965 Mustang on a weekend prior to the 4th of July. Eddie had been doing that for her for the past 6 years. It was a simple job, one that required no more than 15-20 minutes. He never charged her for the work, but she usually had some fresh snacks and drinks for him.
Even when Gene was alive, he would frequently ask Eddie for help with some minor handyman chores. By his own admission, Gene wasn't too handy with tools. Gene was a safety officer with a huge oil company which kept him busy. Eddie was always happy and willing to help when he could. Of course, he was hoping to impress Debi as well. Even after she married and moved out, he felt an obligation to help Nettie when he could.
Her world came crushing down around her when Gene passed. His parents were also quite grief-stricken. They were so close. In fact, the four of them frequently took vacations together or just long weekend camping trips to the mountains. When the kids were younger, they'd stay with relatives while the parents enjoyed themselves. As they got older, they just stayed at home.
Nettie was a junior high economics and civics teacher. After Gene's passing, she seemed inconsolable at times. She eventually went back to her job, but her heart wasn't in it. Finally, one weekend, Adam and Marla convinced her to join them for a weekend camping trip. Getting out of town with good friends...and a couple of shoulders to cry on...did the trick.
Since it was a typical hot, summer day, Eddie got an early start on the oil change. As he was on his back under her car, she admired the fine-looking young man that he had become. She liked and admired this young man. Too bad he's only 22, she often thought to herself.
By 9am, he had completed the job as well as checking all the fluid levels, belts, and hoses.
He wore his work overalls (actually his dad's) and, as expected, got them dirty. That was nothing unusual. He'd just go home, spot spray the difficult stains, and put them in the washer.
Nettie offered to wash his overalls for him this time. Eddie politely declined, but Nettie was persistent. "Here, I have some of Gene's old swim trunks you can wear while I wash those for you. Come on, Eddie, I want to do this for you."
Since Gene had been close to his nearly 6 foot and 170 pound frame, he knew that he'd fit into them. He went to the bathroom to change into the trunks and handed Nettie the soiled overalls. He was actually much more comfortable in his white t-shirt and trunks. The weather dictated that.
They sat on her back patio while they enjoyed a Coke and some fresh brownies that Nettie had baked just that morning. Eddie enjoyed these visits because although there was an age difference of 28 years, he still viewed Nettie as a very sexy being. In fact, Nettie looked unusually young for her age. Although 50, she could have told anyone that didn't know her that she was 40 and they would have believed her. To Eddie, she was just an older, yet very attractive, version of her daughter, Debi.
Her physical attributes were hard to ignore...especially her C cup boobs that were accentuated by the halter top that she was wearing on her patio. She still had the thin physique of her youth and with the shorts she was wearing, her ass had that nice pear-shaped look to it. He often wondered how that body would look like without the clothes.
For many years, Nettie had kept her blonde hair at shoulder length, but recently began to let it grow down. It was now in a ponytail. It made her look younger...and so much like her daughter.
"By the way, Eddie, you can keep those trunks. It's not like Gene's ever coming back, right?"
She stated is as a matter of fact, not for sympathy or pity. She had come to terms with his loss and got back to her life. Still, each time she made such a definitive statement about his permanent absence, there was always a slight trailing of her voice at the end.
