Jeff sighed disgustedly as his dad swung onto the dirt path that led to their family summer cabin. He saw his father glance over when he sighed and he really didn't care if he heard him or not. He knew it wouldn't do any good to, once again, voice his dislike at spending his eighteenth birthday the whole damn weekend of it, down here at the lake. He had argued strongly with his mother and father about this but it hadn't worked. They had insisted that he do as they wanted and that he would probably enjoy himself.
Fat chance on that he wanted to tell them. There was absolutely nothing, repeat and underline nothing, to do at the lake. Other then swimming or maybe taking the boat out there was nothing else. At least nothing else he'd like to do. He and his buddies had planned how they were going to celebrate his birthday. Since he was or would be old enough to buy beer he was going to buy a case for him and his friends and start partying.
Unfortunately all of his plans went down the tube when his parents informed him of their decision on how he was going to celebrate his birthday. Hell this was when he was suppose to be an adult or at least pretty well an adult and his parents were treating him like some fifth grader, He told himself that he might as well try and suffer through it and make sure he never failed to remind them how stupid it was. He and his buddies could party next weekend.
Jeff's mother's car was already parked in front of the log cabin; she had come on ahead to make sure there was enough food for them while they were there. He was a little puzzled why they hadn't brought his younger brother along. He figured that since they had decided to ruin his birthday weekend by making him come down there they would just add to his misery by bringing him along too.
Sue walked out of the cabin and waved at them as they parked next to her car. Gruffly Jeff shoved his door open and crawled out as she hurried over towards them. He was a little surprised and ticked when she tossed her arms around his neck and gave him a quick kiss, saying cheerfully, "Happy birthday honey."
"Thanks," Jeff muttered glad that none of his friends were there; he could just imagine the ribbing he would have gotten from them about his Mom giving him a birthday kiss.
Surprisingly she kept her arms around him as she asked, "So you feel any older?"
"Nah," he answered with a quick shake of his head. Every damn birthday she asked him that. He bowed his head as she continued to gaze at him. He was glad he had experienced a late growing spurt, he was now standing five eight, the same height as her.
Martin was opening the trunk to remove the luggage they had brought. He was glad that his dad had insisted on loading the car, maybe he knew that it would be one less thing for him to bitch about.
"So you ready to celebrate your eighteenth birthday?" Sue asked as she moved next to him and casually slipped her arm around his waist. Jeff was surprised by her move; she had never been this...well friendly with him. She hadn't been cold or uncaring but now she almost seemed to be acting like some girl at school. As they walked towards the back of the car he was surprised again when he saw that his father had only removed one small over night bag from the trunk before he slammed the lid shut. Maybe Mom had brought their stuff with her, he assumed.
"Well I got a cake for us to enjoy after dinner," Sue said cheerfully as they started towards the front door of the cabin. Jeff grimaced slightly as he imagined the stupid ritual of having to blow out the candles and having them sing Happy Birthday.
"And I had her pick up a six pack of beer," Martin said. With a quick laugh he added, "So you can have your first legal beer."
Jeff wasn't sure if that was a hint that they were aware that he had already been drinking beer. Hell the only thing that now being eighteen did was allowed him to legally buy and drink beer. No more having someone's older brother or sister getting it for them or hoping the clerk at the store wouldn't ask for ID. Now he hoped the clerk would ask for one, just so he could smile and waved it right in front of his face.
Still having her arm around his waist when they reached the cabin door Sue smiled softly and leaned forward to open the door for him. Frowning slightly in confusion Jeff hesitated wondering what to do. Sue nodded towards the inside of the cabin as she held the door open and he shook his head and walked in. As he stepped away he jerked and looked back over his shoulder when as Sue pulled her arm from around his waist her hand slid quickly and lightly over the upper part of his butt. She continued to hold the door open so Martin could follow inside with the overnight bag. As he passed Sue he paused to give her a long, hot kiss. Jeff groaned softly and continued on inside; how disgusting, his parents being so...so passionate.
Jeff assumed they still fooled around; hell they were both in their late thirties, but did they have to be so lovey dovey in front of him. Especially with him being stuck there all weekend. If it wasn't his parents he might have liked watching them fool around; at least a little bit. He knew and his friends often told him that Sue was a nice looking lady.
Sue was thirty eight but really looked as if she was ten years younger. She had dark blonde shoulder length hair and a soft almost sexy sounding voice, except when she was mad. Jeff wouldn't admit it, at least out loud, but he would agree that she had a nice figure, for a lady her age. He had seen her wearing a bathing suit on more than a few occasions and could see she had a slender figure. Her breasts appeared to be the right size for her figure, not too big and definitely not too small. Her one piece bathing suit did show that she had a small pouch on her lower belly, the result of having two children and her butt was just a little large but not fat by any means. Her long, slender thighs supported her nicely. He grunted softly telling himself that that might be his only pleasure this weekend, seeing her in her bathing suit. He instantly told himself that that was disgusting; this was his Mom he was thinking about.
Walking into the main room of the cabin Jeff decided that if there was any consolation it was the fact that last year his Dad had installed a satellite dish so at least he could have some TV to watch while he was trapped there. He inhaled deeply pleased to note that Sue was preparing his favorite meal; he was glad for that but it wouldn't change his feelings about this weekend. Martin put the over night bag in the guest bedroom as Sue went out to the kitchen to check the food. They both came out into the family room a short time later. Jeff didn't know why but his Mom's continuous smile was beginning to both annoy him and also intrigue him. It was like she knew something and as amused by this knowledge. He hoped it wasn't that she had some idiotic birthday surprise cooked up. Damn he was an adult he wished they'd treat him like one.
Martin sat down in the easy chair near the couch where Jeff was. Sue paused near the couch and glanced at the two before saying, "Well if you two will excuse me I'm going to go change into something else."
"Sure honey, no problem," Martin said lightly.
Jeff simply snorted; like it mattered. He was puzzled why she was going to change; what she had on didn't seem that inappropriate; A casual pull over top and jeans. Why did she need to change, it wasn't like they were going out to some kind of fancy restaurant for dinner. Hell they were just going to have dinner here at the cabin.
After Sue had left the room Martin rose and started for the kitchen, saying, "Since you're old enough to drink wanna have a beer?"
"Sure...I guess so," Jeff said his eyebrows shooting up in surprise. He knew that his Dad drank but he had never seen him drink alone, well he wouldn't be drinking alone, he corrected himself. He had just never kicked back and popped a beer open; at least not that he had ever seen.
A few seconds later Martin came out of the kitchen with two cans of beer. Grinning he tossed one to Jeff and walked back over to the easy chair. Jeff looked at his Dad more than a little surprised by his action. He was almost acting like he was trying to be buddies with him. Now his Dad hadn't been real distant but they had never been real close either. He wondered if this was all some kind of bullshit act; now that you're a man lets be pals.
Martin opened his can and raised it towards Jeff saying, "Happy Birthday son."
"Uh thanks Dad," Jeff said quickly as he opened his can and raised it in response to his Father's toast. He took a drink of his beer glad to see that his Dad had bought real beer and not some watered-down cheap beer.
"You know when I turned eighteen my Uncle took me out and got me a hooker," Martin said casually as he settled back in his seat.
"Oh really," Jeff said not really sure how to respond. He hoped that he wasn't about to launch into some story about how it was when he was young.
