In the late seventies, a prestigious fashion columnist for the New York Times was asked if he thought mini-skirts would continue to get shorter, as had been the trend. He responded, "I believe the end is already in view."
Maryanne was a widow, a single mom with two children. She was not typical of single moms in the least. Most women who find themselves alone and raising kids have to struggle financially, but Maryanne's husband had been a financial wizard. Before he passed away—far too young, of pancreatic cancer—he had already made a small fortune and had invested in such a way that his wife was well provided for by the time he died. She lived in a very nice house in a well-to-do neighborhood. She did not have to work.
At first, she buried her grief in raising her two small children. Austin and Connie were five and three, and required her constant attention. Over the next several years the pain of her loss passed and her children grew. Maryanne dated occasionally. She found that these opportunities to meet new men were enjoyable. Maryanne had a lush body and really enjoyed having sex. She rarely waited for a third or fourth date to invite her date into her bed. These boyfriends tended to be fun, sexy guys. Some of the relationships lasted a month or more.
Maryanne just wasn't looking for a long-term replacement for her husband. She really enjoyed the attention she commanded from each new suitor, loved the anticipation of that first kiss. Each time she beheld her latest lover's cock for the first time, it was like Christmas, or her birthday; she was unwrapping a present, and it was hers to play with and enjoy. The guys she dated all enjoyed their time with her. She made no pretenses, so they weren't under any pressure to provide for her, nor did she expect them to take part in raising her kids. Likewise, she was never inviting any of these guys to move in with her.
When Connie started elementary school, Maryanne suddenly found that she had a lot of free time on her hands. One of her neighbors had a son who had just graduated from high school. He was taking a year off before starting college. Stephen had mowed her lawn for her for five years. She was feeling lonely, bored, and extremely horny when this familiar—but now strapping and very sexy—young man rang her doorbell. Maryanne tended to wear rather skimpy, revealing outfits around the house. The school year had started, but really it was still summer weather. Stephen's eyes roamed her body, and it delighted her when he was embarrassed to be caught looking.
She had so much fun seducing Stephen. Initially, she had not intended to. She loved teasing and flirting with this much younger man. Stephen had always thought she was attractive, and he kept coming up with excuses to visit again and again. When he ardently kissed her for the first time, Maryanne decided that she had to have him. He was inexperienced, but she loved guiding and instructing this enthusiastic young Adonis. Her outfits allowed him easy access to her body, and he took full advantage.
Maryanne loved it when she would hear the doorbell ring each day. She looked forward to seeing his reaction to her outfit. She loved it when he would lift up her short skirt or robe and worship her sexy round bottom. Often, he would playfully chase her around the house, finally cornering her and taking her passionately.
Twice, Stephen brought over one of his young friends to play with her as well. He was respectful and got her permission first. Those were far more intense experiences for her. She was careful to stay in control; she did not want to get a reputation for being too slutty, nor did she want to be caught up in a gangbang or anything like that when her children returned from school.
Stephen was the first, but he would not be the last. For the next decade she was the sultry seductress in her neighborhood. She still dated men her age, but those relationships were less frequent. The eager young men who found their way into her life were inexhaustible. They were so enthusiastic to learn everything she had to teach. Maryanne spent year after year this way. Throughout the school year, she would welcome a new crop of young lovers while her children were in school. After school, and throughout the holidays, she was a devoted mother. Summer vacations were family time, and the three of them usually traveled to someplace memorable for the bulk of that time.
Austin and Connie were a little more perceptive than their mother realized. They were aware of her sexual exploits by the time Austin started high school. It wasn't that big a deal to either of her kids. Nobody was calling their mother dirty names, or anything like that. The handful of young men who had enjoyed her body tended to keep it to themselves, or at least among the small group of friends who had shared her. Every one of those young lovers adored her. None of them would ever say anything bad about her.
Their lives began to change subtly when Austin was a sophomore in high school. Some of his mother's lovers were now guys Austin had known from high school. Also, he was now turning into a strapping young man in his own right. He played several sports in school. He could have been really good, but he had never developed much of a 'work ethic' as his coaches bemoaned it. He easily made the teams, but he never put in the really hard work in the weight room or studying the playbook to become outstanding.
He had begun to date, and he was popular. By Austin's senior year, he was one of the most popular young men on campus. Connie was in the same school, only one school year behind her brother, and she was also becoming very popular. They were both attractive teenagers. Austin was tall and muscular, with light hair and dazzling blue eyes. He had an electric grin and a sharp wit. Connie had begun to develop a voluptuous body like her mother's. Her large breasts and curvaceous hips drew admiring looks wherever she went. She had infused her dirty blonde hair with pink highlights, and she had to be reprimanded more than once for dressing too scantily for school.
While her children were in school that year, Maryanne was spending her days having sex with Thomas. He was their next-door neighbor's middle son. He had played sports with Austin the year before. He was particularly fond of filling his forty-year-old lover's tight asshole with his thick dick. Maryanne loved it. She wore miniskirts and short robes, keeping her horny little sphincter lubricated to make sure it was always ready for him. It was not the only form of sex they had, but it was certainly their favorite.
Maryanne was unaware that three different times her kids had come home from school and witnessed her eagerly grunting as her ass was pounded from behind. They never mentioned it to her.
They spent that summer in Belize. It was an amazing place to vacation, and far more educational for her children than Maryanne realized. It wasn't that she was stupid; she just hadn't fully accepted that her kids were now becoming adults. Their house was large enough that Austin had perhaps too much privacy. Maryanne never heard his eighteen-year-old girlfriends moaning in pleasure as they discovered just what a man he had become.
His sister did.
After that summer, Austin went to college. He used the trust fund his father had set up so he had money while he went to school. The campus was only an hour's drive from home, so he was able to visit easily. He did live on campus that first semester, so Maryanne once again had her privacy while her kids were in school. She once again found a nineteen year old lover to eagerly fill her hungry holes.
November changed everything.
Austin was a little wistful as he drove home that Friday evening. His latest girlfriend had broken up with him on Monday, after he had returned from another weekend at home. She cited the same reason as her predecessor. He just wasn't serious enough for her. He was casual about their relationship, didn't take his studies seriously, and his goals in life were ill-defined at best. She probably would have broken up with him sooner, but she had really been enjoying his large cock too much. A big dick and active sex life will make up for having nothing else in the way of common interests, but only for so long.
Austin had been busy enough that week that he hadn't yet sought a new girlfriend. It wasn't that he was broken-hearted that his relationship had ended; they would likely still be friends and might even have casual sex in the future. He was just really horny after a long week of school. This weekend, though, was his sister's eighteenth birthday party. She had actually turned eighteen on Wednesday, and he had called to wish her happy birthday. The party promised to be 'epic' as she had put it. Connie wanted her weekend and her party to be so over-the-top that it would be talked about for years.
Austin smiled at the thought. He hadn't made a big deal about his own eighteenth or nineteenth birthdays. Oh, they had been nice, but not anything that memorable. He hoped Connie wouldn't be disappointed, and when he finally arrived at their neighborhood it seemed that she wouldn't be. Cars were parked the length of their block. It took him ten minutes just to find a space to park, and he could hear the music emanating from their house the entire time.
