Simon had been at Andrew's house all day, the two eighteen year olds had been hanging out shooting air rifles in Andrew's spacious garden. The pair walked out of the hot summer sun, and into the cool kitchen of the generously sized four bedroom house. Andrew went to the fridge to pour them both a drink, and swore as he saw that there was nothing but milk to drink in there. He moved across to a cupboard at the other side of the room, and looked inside "Oh bollocks," he exclaimed, "there's no bloody Coke or squash either. We're going to have to go to the garage mate, sorry."
Simon shrugged his shoulders and replied "It doesn't matter mate, we'll just have water instead. Its too fucking hot to walk all the way down there."Just as Andrew was about to answer his mum walked in.
"Alright lads? Isn't it hot, you two must be boiled out in the garden," she said in a cheery manor.
Andrew shut the cupboard door behind him as he replied "Yeah, its a hot one. We just came in for a drink but there's no Coke or anything. Any chance you'd go to the garage and pick some up?"
His mum rolled her eyes and said "No I cant. You'll have to walk down there if you want anything."
"Oh thanks a lot. It'll take us over an hour to get there, and back again. You've got a car, cant you go for us please?" replied Andrew.
All the time this was going on Simon was looking at Andrew's mum just as he had done for months now. He was taking in her curves with the longing that only a young man can have over an older woman. She was around 5ft 5in tall, and had a curvy well covered body. She had short black hair that was cut in the style of a bob, and her smiley face was open, and glistened with perspiration. Her vivid green eyes shone with mischief, and her smooth lips looked moist and inviting. He looked over her from head to toe and drank in her curves inch by delicious inch. She was wearing a simple pair of flip flops, and a pair of dark blue combat style shorts that ended high on her firm thighs. On her top half she wore a plain white spaghetti strap vest top underneath which he could see the lacy top edges of a white bra that held the firm globes of her full round breasts. He could see rivulets of perspiration trickling down into her soft cleavage. Simon knew that they were an E cup because a couple of months earlier when he had been staying at the house for a weekend he had seen a rack with clothes drying on it in the main bathroom on which he had noticed one of Mrs Collins bra's. He couldn't resist taking a look at the black lacy underwear, and had looked at the label to discover her size, and how he had thrilled at his discovery.
"Come on boys, you're young and fit, it'll do you good to have a walk down there" smiled Mrs Collins.
Exasperated Andrew said "Whatever mum. You coming Simon?"
Simon dragged his eyes from Mrs Collins and said to Andrew "I cant be bothered mate, Id rather just have water. I'm not bothered about having anything else". He was doing his best to appear indifferent to the whole thing when in reality he wanted to stay at the house so he could admire the woman before him. In the recesses of his mind he secretly fantasised that if he were left alone with her he would be able to seduce her.
"Looks like I'm going on my own then" said Andrew sounding thoroughly unimpressed.
"Off you pop then. I'm sure Simon can find something to do while you're gone." She beamed, "Wait there a minute, I'll get you some cash, and you can pick up some nibbles for later on," with that she turned and headed out of the kitchen as Simon gazed longingly at her backside.
Raising an eyebrow Andrew said "So what are you going to do while I'm gone?"
Simon turned to his friend and replied "I dunno. Do some more shooting I suppose, or maybe go on the Playstation in the den. I'll be ok". The pair waited for another few seconds before Andrew's mum returned brandishing a crisp ten pound note.
Putting it in Andrew's hand she said "Get some Coke and squash, some crisps and nuts. Oh, and I want some chocolate, you know what I like."
