Lara looked in frustration at the clock on the kitchen wall. It was 11:05pm on Friday evening, and her 18-year-old son, Austin, still has not come home. Worse than that, the boy's cell-phone seemed to have been turned off. He has not called since he went out with his buddies shortly after five o'clock, although his curfew was at ten.
Lara was both angry and fearful. She knew that Austin was almost certainly boozing with his no-good "friends" but she also worried that something bad might have happened to him.
Austin, her only child, was a high school senior, about to graduate in 2 months. Austin's father and Lara's husband, Derek, had been a manager for a large contractor company, and he died five years ago in a construction accident.
Lara has been raising Austin as a single mom since then, but things were going from bad to worse between them.
Instead of bringing them closer together, Derek's death pushed the mother and the son further apart, and quickly.
Austin, who had been a happy, affectionate and outgoing kid until then, became irritable and angry. He had idolized his dad and wanted to find somebody to blame for Derek's sudden loss. Lara was the only one around, and Austin focused his resentment and anger on her, with all the irrational obstinacy and determination of a stupid teenager.
Austin had never been particularly academically oriented but he has always loved music. Since his elementary school days Austin played a piano and later a guitar as well. In sixth grade he and his two best friends, Lucy and Gavin, formed a band, The Happy Alligators. Even though Lara would have appreciated lower decibels coming from the garage, she had to acknowledge that the kids were getting pretty good.
But after Derek's death Austin drifted away from Lucy and Gavin, and The Happy Alligators were no more. He started hanging out with rougher older guys from a local community college, staying out late and drinking. His grades tanked and he began skipping school. Lara worried that he was into something worse than just alcohol, and she dreaded getting a call from the police about the boy. There was no question now of Austin going to college. Lara just hoped that he would be able to get a decent job after high school and gradually grow out of his self-destructive anger.
Apart from music, Austin also really loved swimming and was on the school's swim team since middle school. Lara thanked the stars and the boy's coach that Austin still continued swimming, and she hoped that this positive link with his past might help to turn the boy around.
At 18 years of age, Austin was what they call a strapping young man. He stood at 5'10'' tall and had a slim lean body, with a classic swimmer's physique. Austin had a powerful broad chest, narrow waist and strong long arms and legs that swimming kept well toned and muscled. Austin inherited beautiful large grey eyes from his mom. His eyes used to sparkle with joy, mischief and excitement but now usually held a sullen unfriendly defiant stare.
From his dad Austin got a head of soft wavy brown hair that the boy still kept short, in reverence to Derek's preferred hairstyle. Austin was a bit of a late bloomer. He had a naturally smooth skin with little body hair and, despite his recent growth spurt, still did not have to shave.
Lara and Derek met and started dating in college, when both were just 19. Lara quickly got pregnant, and Austin was born when she was just 20. Even though they were very young at the time, Lara and Derek decided to take a chance and got married about a month before Austin's birth. Their marriage proved a happy one, and their little family was doing well until Derek's untimely death. Lara worked as a legal secretary at a big real estate firm. Financially she and Austin were doing well but Lara often had to work long days and she was struggling taking care of her son. Neither did she feel that she had time or much desire to date again, and she tried to concentrate on raising Austin.
Now at 38 years old, Lara still looked great. Austin inherited much of his athletic physique from her. At 5'9'' tall, she was slim, almost skinny, and very limber and flexible. She still run every morning and tried to use the gym at work for at least half an our in the afternoon on most days. Lara had an unusual combination of deep blue eyes and long straight black hair that gave her a striking appearance. Austin's birth did not much affect her figure, and she retained narrow hips and a pert compact ass of her youth. Lara had small but firm round breasts with very large brown nipples. The size of her breasts worried her when she was younger, but she was finding that even now, at 38, she got plenty of lustful looks in the gym from guys and some girls.
On this Friday in mid-Aril, Lara got home early, shortly after 4pm, hoping to catch up with Austin that evening. However, he left quickly with his buddies an hour later. Now just after 11pm she was worried sick and was pacing around the kitchen, deciding whether she should call the police and when, to start searching for Austin.
Finally, she heard a car pull up and then drive off. The front door of the house opened and her 18-year-old son stumbled in. Lara run to meet him, getting ready to unleash a stormy tirade, but the words died in her mouth when she saw the condition he was in.
Austin mumbled something incoherently and almost fell on Lara. She grabbed her son by the shoulders to steady him and smelled a strong odor of booze. God, the boy was completely wasted! A wave of anger and disappointment swept over Lara. Family peace be damned, there will be hell to pay for him tomorrow! Lara dragged stumbling Austin to his room and plopped him on his bed. He was already fast asleep and snoring audibly. Did the kid have the nerve! Lara took off her son's t-shirt, sneakers and socks, and then unzipped and pulled off his jeans. She straightened the teen's body on the bed on his back. Austin again mumbled in his sleep, wiggled his torso and pulled his hands up and above his head. The snoring continued.
Lara calmed her breath and sat on the edge of the bed. She studied her son's outstretched body more carefully.
The boy was very smooth, even more so than she realized before, with only small patches of soft hair in his armpits and a light sprinkling of hair on his calves. His lean athletic body was well toned and beautifully sculpted, with just enough muscle in all the right places. Lara was thankful that his swimming was still keeping the teen in good shape. His flat stomach featured a nicely defined youthful six-pack, and Lara could see that he had slender but powerful lean thighs and calves. His firm pecks were crowned with small cute red nipples. Austin's creamy white skin still had the unmistakable sheen and glow of youth combined with the sexiness of a virile young man. Her boy's body was amazingly lovely and beautiful, and Lara saw that both as a mother and a woman.
Austin was wearing skimpy white briefs that strained a strongly bulging package underneath. In spite of herself, Lara smiled. She was going to have to take Austin shopping to buy him new underwear no matter how embarrassed that would make him. The briefs he was wearing were clearly a couple of sizes too small.
