The summer after my senior year of high school was one that changed my life forever. My best friend John and I had made our way through 13 years of school together to reach that point where we walked across that stage in the gym. We had been best friends through it all and had even been in mostly the same classes along the way.
We learned about girls together and talked about what we'd like to do to a few of them. One girl I never told him that I had the hots for was Kathy. She had shoulder length, auburn hair, which really set off her green eyes. Kathy stood 5'8" and had legs that seemed to go on for miles. I dreamed that one day she would wrap those legs around me. I had developed excuses for being around her as much as possible and was always excited to catch her sunbathing. This gave me a chance to admire those long tan legs and of course the 38C breasts that were barely hidden beneath her red bikini.
Why had I never told John about my desires for Kathy? That's easy, Kathy is his mom. I had a feeling my lifetime friend might not take it to well that I wanted to bone his mother. So, I tried to keep my tracks covered as much as possible.
The path through life that John and I had shared first diverged that summer. He was off to college at Harvard and I had decided to go to Junior College. This was a decision that people gave me hell over, but I just didn't know what I wanted to do. So, John headed off to New England, and I stayed put in St. Louis.
I worked part time at the public pool as a life guard. It was one of those jobs that really isn't work at all. I only spent maybe twenty minutes in the chair every two hours and then spent the rest of my time admiring the bikini clad girls and even some MILFs.
John had been gone for about a week when my dream girl walked onto the deck surrounding the pool. I watched intently from the pool office as she walked slowly around the pool and found a spot in the sun. I was immobilized, watching her study her spot and then slowly peel off the tee shirt she was wearing. That famous red bikini was all that was left, so I couldn't help but stare.
"Geez Charlie, don't let the boss lady catch you," said Brandy, one of the other lifeguards. In my trance, I had begun stroking my cock through my swimming trunks.
"Shit, I know... just zoned out for a minute," I replied.
Brandy and I had worked together the last two summers at the pool. Just a couple weeks ago we had hooked up in the shower room after we closed the place down. We both knew that we had no interest in dating, but the sex had been good. She quickly reached over and gave my cock a squeeze.
"Which one is it?" she asked as she sat down at the desk. "Uh, you wouldn't believe me."
"Let me guess then. Sarah Jones? Marcy White? Oh, maybe its Brenda Long!?"
I rolled my eyes and pointed across the pool. "No, it's her. But, let's not make a big deal out of it ok?"
"Damn, Charlie, I never would've guessed it. She looks old enough to be your mom maybe."
"Yeah, she is, but she really turns me on."
"Good luck with that," she says as she stands and leaves the office, giving me a slap on the ass on her way by. I just shook my head and watched Brandy's tight ass as she walked to the chair.
When I looked back up, I noticed that Kathy had reclined in her chair and was soaking up some sun. Her fantastic body was on display for everyone and I'm sure more than one guy had taken notice. I had enjoyed the view for about ten minutes when the buzzer sounded. This was the signal for the beginning of mandatory break time from the pool. All the kids scrambled from the pool and headed for the snack stand. This left only about five adults on the deck.
I tried to keep my calm as I strolled towards her chair. I walked slower as I got closer, trying to enjoy the view for as long as possible. The boss lady always went help at the snack stand, so I had fifteen minutes to enjoy Kathy.
Deciding to play it coy, I walked around her chair and blocked her sun. I had my back to her, pretending to be just some inconsiderate ass.
"Oh, uh, excuse me," Kathy said. "You are blocking my sun."
"Oh, so sorry," I replied as I turned around.
"Charlie, you ass!" she said as she grinned at me. "How are you doing? Don't see you around anymore since John left."
"Yeah, well, I guess it would be kinda strange to hang out at my buddy's house, if he is half a country away!" I stated with a chuckle.
"Nah, Mark and I would love to have you hang out sometimes. It gets awfully quiet without John around. Hey, do you have to work tomorrow?"
"Let me think. No, I'm off the next two days, but I'm supposed to get registered for classes at some point."
"How about you go do that in the morning and then stop by for lunch. I'll even put you to work if it makes you feel better."
"Gee, Mrs. Jorgensen, that sounds like a blast," I said with a smile. "I think I can handle lunch, but the work thing may not fit in my schedule."
"Figures, you and John are just alike. Oh, and from now on you can call me Kathy. You are adult now, so that's my rule."
"Alright, Kathy," I said, emphasizing her name. I took a quick step to the side, letting the sun shine back in her face. She immediately squinted and I took that opportunity to sneak a look at her sweaty, tanned breasts. I had to fight to keep myself from pitching a tent right there.
The buzzer sounds again, marking the end of the break and the kids stream back into the pool area. I grab my whistle and ascend the chair near Kathy.
"Don't let anyone drown," she jests as I climb up the ladder.
"I'll see what I can do!"
Sometime during my shift, Kathy left and I didn't even get to see her go. All I could think about was her invitation for lunch. My luck was getting better as I now had an excuse to see the objection of my dreams for two days in a row.
I muddled through the evening and woke up ready to get to college. Well, to be honest, I wasn't all that psyched about college. I was mostly interested in my stop after registration. So, I got through the Registrar's office in record time and made my way back across town to the Jorgensen home.
I park my car along the curb and walk across the yard, as usual. I wanted to run, though, as I was that excited. Hopping up on the front porch, I ring the bell. A minute later it swings open.
"Oh, hello miss," I say as Kathy opens the door. "I was wondering if you daughter is home? I met her at the pool yesterday."
"Ha ha, smart guy. You better be careful or you might not get any lunch!"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I don't want to miss that."
"Typical man, always thinking with his stomach."
That isn't all I was thinking with, but I wasn't about to tell her that. She turned and headed for the kitchen. I followed but stayed back far enough I could get a nice look at her ass. The jeans she was wearing fit her curves so well I could hardly believe she was John's mom. She served burgers and chips for lunch with a slice of cake for dessert. Life didn't get any better than this.
"So," she said after about 20 minutes. "Do you want to hang around for a while or do you have plans?"
"Nothing major, why?"
"I was just thinking of cooling off in the pool for a while, thought maybe you'd hang around a chat. It gets boring with Mark gone at work all day."
"Alright, I can stick around for a little while," I said, trying not to sound too eager.
"I'm going to run upstairs and change. You want to borrow some of Mark's trunks?"
"Sure, but I don't know how much swimming I'll do."
