Mike was about to cross a line that he knew would change everything, but his horny desires were more compelling than his good judgement. Even as he was stepping across the threshold of forbidden lust, he silently wondered to himself, "How did I end up here?"
'Here' was 21 years old, seriously considering marriage, and about to get naughty with the mother of the love of his life.
Back when Mike was 13, his family was struck by tragedy. On a family ski trip, Mike's mother and sister were swept away in an avalanche while he and his father stood helpless on an adjacent slope watching the horror unfold. He and his father grieved their great loss. Mike had lost a loving mother and wonderful sister. His father had lost his soulmate and cherished daughter. They both struggled to move on.
Two years later, Mike and his father started going to church. That's where they met the Rockers. A family of four that had experienced the heartache of losing a loved one when their son had been killed by a drunk driver. They seemed to understand Mike's and his father's unspeakable pain.
The Rockers had a daughter Mike's age named Gloria. They started dating their senior year in high school, only after she had turned 18 as her father demanded. So Mrs. Rocker had slowly grown a place in Mike's life that filled some of the void left by his mother's tragic death. Although Mr. Rocker was less enthusiastic about Mike and Gloria dating, Mrs. Rocker was estatic. Daddy was protective. Mom was attached.
Mike was a basketball star. 6'6" and a gifted athlete, he had many scholarship offers for college. But he decided to take the offer from the Bible College about 30 miles from home. This was partly because he wanted to stay close to home at his father's request. But the bigger reason was that he wanted to stay close to Gloria.
So, for three years he had been growing as a basketball player and college student, commuting to classes from home. Gloria had immediately went from high school graduation to the family business. So she and Mike were able to spend a lot of time together when he was home.
The Rockers had built their business up from scratch. They ran a firm that handled debt consolidation as well as debt collections. It was an interesting model that had proven to be lucrative for them. Mr. Rocker had established several offices in other cities which kept him busy with travel, leaving Gloria in charge of the company headquarters office. She was young, but she was sharp. She knew her stuff. She was fully capable.
Mike had long admired Gloria for her smarts and much, much more. The first time he laid eyes on her back in high school, he knew she was the one for him. She was not only smart, but had a great personality and an incredible body.
The first time he kissed her, they were on their first date trying to get home before the curfew set by Mr. Rocker. They were parked just around the corner from her home. They kissed. His hands fondled her firm, ripe breasts over her sweater. Moments later they were home on time. An hour later he was sneaking in her bedroom window. It was their first, but certainly not last, memorable fuck they would enjoy.
So now he was in college. He chose the Bible College scholarship not for religious beliefs, but for the fact it kept him close to Gloria. Early in his freshman year, Gloria made a demand that Mike found awkward, yet sweet.
"I understand that you will be around college coeds everyday, some who will worship you because you are a basketball star. But remember that I love you and I don't want to share you ~ with anyone." Mike nodded and rolled his eyes, signaling that he did not need this lecture. But she then had told him something he neither knew nor expected.
"But, I know that things happen. So all I ask is that if you have a fling that you tell me who she is so I can keep an eye on her. Because, baby, once a woman sees those magnificent balls of yours, she will never be satisfied with just one time only."
Mike had no idea what the difference was between his "magnificent balls" and those of other guys, but he knew Gloria was serious. She had often worshipped him orally, slurpping his dick and balls like a candy she wanted to make last as long as possible. He shaved them at her request. Seldom did a day past that she did not touch or suck or fondle them tenderly.
Mike had no intention of allowing "things to happen" so he agreed to whatever Gloria said.
What Mike did not know, is that Gloria had told her mom about this as well. Mrs. Rocker and Gloria had actually had more than one conversation about Mike's "magnificent balls". These were mother-daughter conversations where Gloria confided her secrets to mom. Gloria never imagined that her mother would ever have improper thoughts about Mike or his balls.
So Mike was oblivious to Mrs. Rocker's carnal knowledge of his magnificent balls. Gloria was completely misguided in the belief that her mother held zero desire to see those magnificent balls for herself.
So when this simple Saturday arrived that would usher Mike to the threshold of forbidden desire, neither Mike or Gloria could have anticipated what was about to happen. Mr. Rocker was away on business. Mike was helping Gloria and Mrs. Rocker manage a small yardsale in their frontyard.
It was late morning when Gloria got a phone call. She finished the call and said "Sorry mom, gotta go. You and Mike will have to finish things up on your own."
Mike was disappointed, but understanding. The job did that sometimes. Mrs. Rocker was just as understanding, with a secret level of carnal desire just beneath the surface. Time alone with Mike was never a problem for her!
Within the hour, Mrs. Rocker suggested that they close up shop and move things back to the storage sheds behind their home. Mike agreed. There was not much heavy lifting. Just loading odds and ends into boxes and then carting them off to the storage sheds.
Mrs. Rocker was rolling the final load toward the storage sheds where Mike was stacking boxes. She smiled with curious eyes and asked Mike, "Do you know what this is?" She was pointing at a piece that had not yet sold.
Mike laughed. "That's a golfball washer. Common on the golf course."
Mrs. Rocker giggled as she said, "A ball washer? How does it work?" Just being able to say the word 'ball' to Mike was arousing to her. Nobody had a clue as to how often and how intensely she allowed her mind to envision Mikes well-hung body exposed to her, giving her a view of those magnificent balls her daughter spoke of.
Mike glanced around looking for a golfball he had seen moments ago rattling around in the storage shed. Mrs. Rocker enjoyed the naughty moment of secret lust that she experienced as he bent over rummaging through the odds and ends box. Her eyes admired his long, lean body and how his jeans hugged his ass tight enough to give her a hint of where those magnificent balls were hanging.
