Just a quick heads up before the story begins. This isn't just my first story on this site. This isn't my first story in this category. This is my first story ever. My first piece of creative writing ever. I enjoy this site immensely and hoped I could give something back to the the great authors I enjoy time after time. I encourage feedback, but please...be gentle.
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All characters are 18 years of age or older.
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Linda once again lay awake unsatisfied listening to the soft snore of her husband.
Tom was a good provider, a hard worker and a dedicated father. One thing he was not, was a Casanova. This had become routine for them. Linda still loved Tom, but it was more like the love of two really good friends. The spark had faded. The sex non-existent. Tom just didn't have the drive he did when they were younger. The drive that blessed them both with a son and daughter.
Jessie was was the oldest. She came along first when Linda was still quite young. Jess, as they usually called her, had just turned twenty-one this past June. Linda thought about how fast they seemed to grow up. That was only two months ago now. Jess was attending the local university and still lived at home. With an outdoor pool and hot tub, she was not in a big hurry to move on to her own lodgings, deciding instead that she would live at home rent free, enjoying the aforementioned luxuries, while attending school.
Linda's mind then wandered to her eighteen year old son. Eighteen and three hundred and sixty four day old son. He would be celebrating his nineteenth tomorrow and despite his age, she knew he was still innocent in pretty every sense of the word. This, normally happy occasion, gave Linda pause. She was nervous about her Alex's approaching birthday. Not because of presents, or the future or anything like that. No, Alex was cause for a much bigger issue in her heart and head...and somewhere else. Linda had started to catch on over the past few months that Alex seemed to be exhibiting some subtle signs of a bit a crush on her.
'I can hardly blame him.' She thought to herself. He was a shy kid, not outgoing enough to approach any of the girls during school. And she kept herself in pretty good shape with a regular running and swimming regime that she put herself though. The crush Alex had on her wasn't even the cause for alarm. The cause for alarm came a few weeks ago when she realized that she was reciprocating the feeling.
It all started when she was laying out sunbathing by the pool. She had some dark sunglasses over her face when Alex came out for a swim.
"Hey Mom," Alex said as he came through the sliding patio door.
"Hmmm..?" Linda almost managed to say in her sleepy reverie. It was not uncommon for her to drift off in the warmth of the sun.
At the time she was sporting her usual yellow two piece. Alex had loved that one. The way it held her tits, how it showed her flat stomach and how it let so much of her skin be available for him to watch. He usually found himself suddenly deciding he'd like a swim when his mother was out in the sun. He knew that she liked to drift off in the heat and he often used that time to gaze at her. Alex didn't know what size her breasts were, just that on her body, they looked perfect. He looked at her soft face and the way her blond, shoulder length hair seemed to reflect the suns rays out from her head like a halo.
"She really is an angel," He murmured to himself. He was mesmerized in his gaze as a tent started to form in his swimming trunks.
Unlike his usual peeping sessions, this time Linda happened to be awake. There is no way that Alex could know with the sunglasses on and her habit of sleeping by the pool. The slight sigh that escape her lips when he greeted her was enough to wake her, but the vocalization was so quiet that he didn't hear her stir. She peered back at him and noticed the tent in his shorts growing bigger. 'Why was he just standing there looking at her' she tried to figure out. It was then that she saw as Alex's hand slowly moved to the front of his shorts, gave one firm rub of the bulge and pulled away. Alex then quickly slipped down the ladder into the pool to cool off, in more ways then one. He slipped in quietly, so as to not disturb the sleeping beauty nearby. This would ensure that he could keep glancing up whenever he liked for a little peek.
Linda felt flushed at the obvious display she had just witnessed. She knew that he must have thought her to be asleep, but it was so blatant there could be no mistaking what was on his mind. Through her dark glasses she watched the young man do some laps of the pool, enjoying his physique much the same way as he enjoyed hers moments before. She suddenly shook her head and snapped out of it realizing that she shouldn't be thinking about her son that way. Though that naughty thought did cause a little tingle in a place a mother should never tingle for her son.
Fast forward a few months. Alex's eyes were on her whenever they got the chance. She would often catch him nowadays, now that she new what to look for. But she never let on that she caught him. She liked the attention. She thought it was pretty harmless, even enjoyed it a little. But enjoying it a little, turned into enjoying it a lot. She wouldn't let herself think of him that way, not at first. But the closer he got to his birthday, the more she let those feelings take hold of her. As the days ticked away, she felt her resolve leaving her like sand through an hourglass. It drained with time until this very evening. The evening that she was unsatisfied, laying next to her sleeping husband. The evening that she decided, if Tom wasn't going to be able to scratch the itch, she could probably find someone not to far away that would. Not to far away at all. She thought of Alex lying in bed, excited for the birthday ahead of him. He had no idea what was coming.
She gasped. Interrupting her train of thought as the slow build up of pleasure she had been feeling hit her with sudden intensity. 'When did I start rubbing myself?' she thought with the sudden realization that she was soaking wet and her fingers were hard at work. Not one to take things half way, she continued to rub herself to a pleasant however subdued orgasm. She quivered next to the sleeping lump beside her and let herself down slowly.
"Well, I guess that will have to hold me off for now," She sighed as she let herself drift to sleep with the anticipation of the day to follow.
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"Morning mom," Alex called out as he came down the stairs entering the kitchen.
"Hello sweetie, how's my little birthday boy?" She said looking back to him from the breakfast she was making. He was dressed in a blue sleeveless shirt and some running shorts, a typical "lazy day" outfit for him.
Alex stood in the doorway, forgetting to answer. He was stunned to see that his mom was dressed in a tight white T-shirt and jean shorts that were much tighter, and shorter then he ever remembered seeing her in before. Linda had a slight bend to her, just enough to really make her ass the center of attention as she looked over her shoulder and watched him stand there frozen.
"Earth to Alex?" She giggled
"What? Yes?...or no....good?" He stammered looking for an answer to a question he didn't remember hearing.
Linda giggled softly again, loving the effect she was having.
"Have a seat and try not to hurt yourself, breakfast is served."
They sat and ate together while talking about the days plans.
"So I know that Jess had her biking trip this weekend so she's gonna miss out my 'birthday festivities', but wheres dad at?" Alex asked. "I didn't think he had to work today."