I briefly reintroduce the characters so new readers can jump onboard but the full backstory is in
Characters parts 1-3
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Jonah put his keys and cover on the counter before walking to the refrigerator to grab a soda. His dress shoes made a heavy sound on the kitchen floor and he wanted his uniform off and hung up so he could skip the hassle of taking it to the dry cleaners. His first drill weekend was pretty lame but it was nice to meet more people in his new unit since he was still new in town. He'd been in Brunswick, Georgia for a month and half since completing basic training and life wasn't at all what he expected. Popping the soda open he walked down the hallway towards his mother's room, or as everyone thought, his Aunt Brooke's room, to see if she was up for a few Sunday night drinks at the Tiki Bar but she stopped him as he passed the open bathroom.
"What's a fancy looking Airman doing in my house? Aren't there laws against quartering soldiers or some such?"
"I think that context is important but I can ravage you like a war prize if you like." His mom was getting ready to go out. Her blond hair was slightly turned at the bottom with light pink streaks falling into the curls just below her shoulders. She kept a slight tan from living on the beach and standing there in nothing more than her panties meant he wouldn't be able to keep his hands to himself. He stood behind her and kissed her neck before she turned and met him with a deeper kiss as he pushed her against the counter.
"No sex right now, baby. I have a stupid ass dinner meeting with a TV director."
"I was under the impression that you were my free use toy, mom?"
"I am, but even sex toys have a life in today's world. I'm hoping this director is trying to offer me a short gig since he works on that police drama series, but we'll see. She turned back towards the mirror. "Play with my nipples though, that puts me in a good mood."
Her tits always put him in a good mood. She was 20 years older and beautiful at 38. Her tits were soft in his hands and her large nipples responded to his fingers immediately as he pulled them.
"Fuck, that feels so good. Make them hard and squeeze, baby. Take care of your mother."
His cock was hard against his dress blues and her eraser size nipples pointed at him through the mirror as he moved a hand down her stomach, approaching the top of her panties.
"Enough. I'll fuck you on this counter and then I'll be late so we need to stop. Kiss mommy, go have a beer and get out of that stuffy uniform. I want to talk to you before I leave."
He popped her ass, making it jiggle under her panties before he walked out laughing.
"Bad boy!" She threw something at him, hitting the hallway wall but he didn't stick around to see what it was.
An hour or so later, Brooke emerged from her room in a long tight black halter top dress. She didn't wear a bra and Jonah admired her nipples pressed hard against the thin, dark, almost see through, fabric.
"Stunning, mom."
"Please, this old thing? Who am I kidding, I do look pretty hot in this. Who knew that the long black see through would take over the little black dress. Are the nipples too much?"
"Depends on what he wants to hire you for, but I want to do really bad things to you with that dress pulled up around your waist."
"Later, but I hope this sexy ensemble convinces him I can be a MILF sexpot without losing 20 lbs. to be super skinny; I hate diets and 120 lbs. isn't fun for me anymore." She moved to the kitchen and poured a glass of red before sitting at the countertop stool. Her last movie was enormously successful, so she only took short jobs to keep boredom away. Money wasn't an issue anymore.
"You wanted to talk. What's up?" Jonah asked.
"How's things with Ainsley?"
"Great! She's coming over tomorrow." He and Ainsley started seeing each other shortly after he came to live with Brooke, so about a month. They'd really hit off and the relationship was getting more serious. Her and Brooke were becoming friends as well.
"Good. So, she and I text a lot and I love having my little 18 year old friend. We can go shopping together and she is a lot of fun for an old woman like me."
"Not old, mom."
"Stay with me. Here's the thing - she's really flirty and may be the cuddliest person I've ever met. She is in constant physical contact with you or me; it's sweet and cute but I don't know if she has a fangirl crush on me or if she is exploring being close to women, as in, really close, or what, so I wanted to talk to you about it before I lose control one night and attack her."
"Are you asking permission to steal my girlfriend, mom? We do need to talk." He walked over to her and kissed her shoulder before he grabbed another beer.
"Stop it! No. I don't want to mess things up for you or scare her away from me. She is madly in love with you and may just be infatuated with me, so we need to be careful. We don't know her completely and she's young so she may not know herself either."
Brooke had explained to Jonah that everyone has three lives: public, private, and secret. They now shared a secret life but Ainsley was only part of their private one. Most people thought she was Aunt Brooke still, but she was his mother and they weren't sure how to spread the news, if at all.
"Okay, I don't mind if y'all attack each other."
"Of course you don't and that doesn't mean a threesome; to her, I'm still your aunt so that is layer for us to peel off. She may really like me and feel guilty over it or scared if she's never been with a girl, but I have a feeling she has. There is a lot there, so I want you to feel her out."
"I do that, anyway."
"I said, feel her out, not feel her up and I don't blame you. She's too cute, all 100 lbs. of her little body." She finished the wine and stood up to leave.
"What about you, mom? What kind of relationship do you want to have with her?"
She stopped at the table to put her keys in a small black purse. Her eyes lost focus as she thought. Gone was the sad distant look though; she hadn't done that since he discovered she was his mother and accepted it. This was a thoughtful, but happy look.
"I will never love anyone like I do you, Jonah. No man or woman. I don't want another man in my life; you're what I want, and only you." She looked directly at him as she put the thin purse strap over her shoulder. "I enjoy playing with Lindsay but that is just fucking and we are both fine with it. I like the thought of a young girl loving me and letting me be her mentor or mother figure, yes. I like how that sounds and I like her but nothing is more important than you so, again, feel her out and let's see, but I wouldn't mind if things work in both of our favors and we need to think about when we let her and Lindsay in on our secret."
"Which secret? That you're my mother, the great sex or the butt stuff?"
"We'll start with the first one, smart ass."
Jonah loved her so much. The way she talked to him - blunt and caring. How she went from wanting him as a son then a lover then to asking his permission. Her complexity amazed and excited him.
"I'll see what's up with Ainsley and Lindsay is your responsibility. I love you, mom. Try to have fun. You look amazing."
