Hi, I’m Jake and this all happened when I was about 18. It was the summer after my senior year in high school and I was FREE! For about three months anyway. I decided that I should get a job for the summer for college tuition. I found a job at the local Blockbuster and worked during the week from 10am to 4pm. I was free for the weekends, which gave me time to practice my favorite pastime, skateboarding.
I started skateboarding when I was about 14. And it kept me in pretty good shape. Added to that, my mom bought me some free weights for my birthday. So, at 18, I looked pretty good. I weighed in at 185. I’ve never wanted to be bulky or fat, so I kept my body toned, not massive like the linemen at my former high school. And because skateboarding was only practiced by about 3 people at my school, I wasn’t too popular with the girls and never had much experience.
Anyways, my dad died from alcohol poisoning about three years back. He was always the alcoholic in the family, but was careful about it around me. He always kept his “ace in the hole” somewhere in his closet in case he ran out of money to buy drinks. One day, dad went to a bar after winning $50 on a scratch-off lottery ticket and spent all the money one night at a bar. His friends were too drunk to notice anything after his fifteenth shot, so he collapsed on the floor and when the paramedics arrived, it was too late.
We had a hard time coping with the loss. He was the owner for a local restaurant downtown, and he made all of the money for us. We had a lot of money left over in case of a rainy day, so we kept our house, but mom had to find a job and found one as a secretary at Nortell. She made enough to keep our house and a little extra. Nonetheless, there was a lot to keep up with. There were a lot of chores to be done and kitchen business (cooking, cleaning, dishes, etc.) were done all of the time by me.
So pretty much, I was booked. I had no time for any kind of a social life in the past three years. I had chores in the morning, work during the day, more chores in the afternoon, kitchen utilities and then sleep at around eleven. Mom was working from 7am to 3pm. When she got home, she would normally sit in front of the computer and search the net for the latest in shoes or something like that.
I hated doing all these chores, but I thought that if I didn’t do them, who will? My mom? HA! My mom was two totally different people; at work, she was the average secretary; at home, she was the laziest, dirtiest (unclean) person around. When she gets home, she puts on some old boxers and a t-shirt. She leaves trash everywhere around the computer and didn’t shower but once a week. I’ve dreamed for the day that my mom would change her ways.
Oh yeah, and let me describe my mom. She’s not a supermodel, but she is pretty good looking at 38 years old. She’s 5’5, 130 lbs., curly brown hair, 40D tits, and a small waist that accentuates a nice ass. She does have a little extra fat here and there, but nothing extreme. I spent many a time masturbating to her image.
Well, on one particular Friday, I came home from Blockbuster and found my mom sitting in front of the computer online. I went through my usual chores and all the while, thinking that I’ve got to talk to her to get her to stop doing this. I finally got enough courage to go up to her and talk about it. So, I walked into the library and asked her if we can talk and I sat down on a pulled up chair.
“Sure honey, what do you need?”
“Mom, for the past three years, I’ve seen you come home and get online on the computer. Well,…I just want to let you know that I’ve always dreamed of the day that you would uh…uh…change.”
“What, you don’t like my clothes?” said mom.
“No, I meant stop playing with the computer and help with the house. I’ve got no friends anymore because I’m working all the time.” I replied.
There was a long pause as she realized what she’s done.
“Oh my god,…I never saw it that way. Oh, I’m so sorry Jake. Ya know what? I think I should start this right now” said mom.
She got up from her seat and went into the kitchen to start dinner. I was shocked. I thought to myself, “Why couldn’t I have done this sooner? That was so easy. Oh well, I guess now I can talk to her.”
I walked into the kitchen and found mom bent over looking for a pot to make spaghetti with. What a nice sight that was. I started to feel a tingle in my pants. I didn’t realize it but, I was already at half mast. I cleared my throat and she shuffled around on the ground to face me while she was still looking for the pot. The large t-shirt she wore did little to hide the monster cleavage that was exposed from her chest. At this point, the bulge in my jeans was very noticeable.
When she found the pot, she got up and I turned around and opened the refrigerator door to hide behind and pretended that I was looking for something. I rearranged my dick so that it was less noticeable, and closed the door. When I closed it, I found my mom trying to open a new bottle of Prego. She did and it exploded all over her shirt. Half of the sauce was on her and the other on the floor. She went to the sink to clean off the sauce with water. She got it all off while I cleaned the floor. And in the process, she made a large see-though circle on the front of her white t-shirt with the water stain. I could see her tits with their large areolas and I got half-hard again.
“Well this sucks” exclaimed mom.
“Do you need to change?” I asked.
“Yeah, but I’ve got no other clean shirt.”
