Want to give thanks to GigglingGoblin for critiquing by story. Also want to give thanks to
thisnameisnttakenyet for editing my story.
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This past summer vacation was very remarkable. My name is Eric. I was eighteen years old at the start of summer, having just graduated from high school.
In school I'd been on the cross country and track team. I was an average student and of course, like most average young men, I was obsessed with sex. Due to my overwhelming shyness I only have had a few girlfriends.
This summer vacation started out the same as always, like it did every year, I'd gotten a summer job at a small mom-and-pop store, working about five hours a day.
Since my mom is a schoolteacher she had the summer off. She and I always go up to our cabin for a few weeks without dad. The cabin is located on one of the Great Lakes. My Dad works for an auto factory and works a lot of overtime during this time of year.
The only bad thing about my Mom being a teacher is that she teaches at the same high school that I attend. I knew the teachers not just as my teachers at school, but also as friends of my parents. Only my friends and a small handful of other kids knew my Mom and I are related.
This year, Mom invited three of her coworkers to go with us this summer, Sally Taylor, Kathy Short, and Karen Miles. Only Sally was able to come up on the first day.
At thirty, Sally is younger than my mom. She is also married and has two kids. All of my friends think she is a hot teacher. To top off her sex appeal, her long, wavy black hair falls down her back just past her shoulders.
She stands about five foot and five inches with a very impressive figure. She's a full, beautiful woman, not fat or even plump, just built like a brick house. At school, she always wears a dress or skirt which shows off her long, muscular, smooth legs.
Particularly eye-catching is her gold necklace, which hangs right between her cleavage, focusing your eyes on her impressive breasts. Back in school I was in one of her classes, and have had fantasies about being with her.
She works out regularly with my Mom, after school in the school gym. During cross country or track season they run with us.
One time I caught some teammates of mine running slower on purpose so I dropped back to see what's up. They were watching Mom's and Sally asses while they're running, making crude remarks.
Guess I might as well tell you about my Mom. She is very conservative and attends church regularly. She stands about five foot and four inches. Even at forty one years old, she is hot, if it's not too weird for me to say that. She has long light brown hair and green eyes.
I love looking at her legs enjoying the sight of how toned they are. This might sound crazy, but I really can't resist imagining the things you could do when looking at her fine ass and runner's legs, which she has developed through her gym workouts. My friends all say she is a MILF.
She mostly plays down her physical assets, but does flaunt them when she notices a guy checking her out. When guys do hit on her she always turns them down. She does enjoy flirting but never leads anyone on, making sure they know she is married.
We departed for the cabin on Friday, Mr. Taylor wanted to see where his wife was going to be, he and my Dad decided to come up with us for the first weekend.
Mr. and Mrs. Taylor had to bring their kids with them and Mr. Taylor planned to take them back home with him when he leaves, which leaves Mom, Sally, and myself at the cabin.
I rode with my dad and Mr. Taylor, and the others rode in mom's car. I sat in the back seat listening to the two men talk about sports and fishing. Dad told Mr. Taylor about the cabin and area where it was located.
Arriving at the cabin, the men unloaded both cars, while the women opened up the Cabin and got things set up. After we were done, I went out to see what I could find.
I was walking down the beach, after about half a mile I spotted that there was a new cabin. "Wow", it was huge, who ever lived there had some money. They even had a dock with a large boat.
I saw a few guys and yelled out, "Hey!"
One of them answered, "Hey, haven't seen you around."
As I walked up to them, I could see they were about the same age as me. "We just got up here today. I'm Eric. We're about a half mile down the beach."
"Cool, I'm Jake, over there is Rich and, Sam." Another group of four guys walked over to where we were standing. Jake continued "That's Josh, Sean, Mike and Dave. This is my dad's place. This summer, we decided to hang out here instead of working."
Rich jumped in, "We have a bonfire every night, with a lot of the women from around the beach joining us."
Josh added, "You should join us tonight."
"No problem, sounds like fun," I replied.
"Good you'll have a good time," Sam said
Looking towards the lake I said, "Cool boat."
"Eric, you're right about that. This baby can take up to fifteen at a time without a single complaint. When the lake is calm we take it out. If you want, we can go for a ride sometime. We always try to take some of the ladies around here out on it when we go."
"That sounds cool," I replied
"Just today we took out Karen Miller."
Mrs. Miller stays in the cabin two down from us and she normally stays to herself. This is why by her going out on the boat just surprise the hell out of me, "Really? She is what, fifty five years old?"
"She sure is, but we don't care about their age as long as they enjoy themselves. She'll be at the bonfire tonight."
All I could say was, "Wow. Mrs. Miller normally just stays to herself."
"How long are you up here for?" said Jake.
"I'll be here most of the summer. I have a summer job at Buds party store down the road."
"By yourself," Sam asked?
"No, my Mom and one of her friends will be here with me. My Mom's friend has her husband and their kids here until Sunday." All the guys seem to smile at each other after I said that.
I continue, "I'll see you guys at the bonfire." I turned around and headed back to our cabin.
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That evening, while we were eating dinner, I told everyone about the new cabin and how big it was. I also told them about the group of college guys who were staying there, and the bonfire tonight.
Mom was smiling and I could tell she was happy to hear about the guys. "At least you'll have someone to hang around with this summer." Mom said.
Laughing, I replied, "Yes, other than my teachers from school."
"Hey, at least one of the teachers is your mother." Mom said with a smile.
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After it got dark, I walked down the beach to the bonfire. It was a cool evening. I still wore my shorts, but I also put on a sweatshirt. As I got close to the fire I saw Jake and went over to where he was.
"Glad you could make it. Go get yourself something to drink." Jake said pointing at the cooler.
"Thanks." As I headed to the cooler, I saw that all of the women were wearing only their swimsuits. Some of the ladies had bikinis on, a few had on one-piece bathing suits.
As cool as it was, I couldn't help but wonder why. After getting a soda, I turned towards the fire and ran into Mrs. Miller, like the other women she was also in a swimsuit.
Mrs. Miller is a very nice lady, she and her husband are very friendly with everyone. I have known her since I was a young kid.
