Jim's mom was always the nicest person in the neighborhood. His dad was another person all together. I don't think I ever saw him without a scowl on this face and he was very quiet until late at night when my mom and I could hear him yelling at Jim's mom, Lucy. They lived next door and their bedroom window faced mine. I knew he also hit her once in a while but I didn't know how bad it really was until Jim and I went on a week's fishing trip up to the High Sierra's, Peppermint Creek. It was our favorite getaway as two kids who were now 18 and out of high school enjoying the freedom of getting away on our own, sneaking a few beers and some Jim Beam and swapping stories about all cute girls we wanted to screw. Yeah, I could share personal thoughts with Jim I couldn't talk about with my mom. And since my dad died, Jim and I even became closer. When you add the fact that us two guys who were both very shy, nerdy, and both still virgins who couldn't wait to get laid but just never really got the chance; so we shared fantasies...especially when we went camping and fishing. Camping, fishing, getting high in the Sierras, and jacking off to thoughts of fucking many woman while in our sleeping bags was a real release (in more than one way) from the world frustrations. We even mutually jacked each other but that was a far as we went because we liked girls and were totally straight. We jacked each other off so we could dream it was a hand from one of our imagined women doing the action. Shit we came to girls we knew, didn't know, movie actresses and any other good looking babe we could conjure up. It was great!
Late one night in our tent after a mutual jacking off while thinking about a couple of big titted cheer leaders in our high school, Jim told me his dad was picking on his mom more now than in the past due to losing his job and drinking too much. He wanted his dad to go away because he never was a good father like the one I had before my dad died. He also told me his mom had enough money from her inheritance and was the one who owned the home they lived in because it was bought by her parents before they passed away. He admitted if only his dad would just leave, things would be a lot better for he and his mom.
When I got back from the trip I told my mom what Jim had told me about his mom Lucy getting beat up and his dad drinking. It was then I learned Lucy and mom were a lot closer than I had ever known and she knew all about it. Seems Lucy was getting beat up every time she tried to withhold sex from Jim's dad. He literally would beat her into submission. She also told me while Jim and I were gone our out trip she got beat up so bad the cops came and took Jim's dad away and she was never going to let him back in the house and seek a divorce. Wow, a lot happened in only that one week. Haha...but not as much as was about to happen when I tell you the rest of the story.
I felt bad for her and Jim but knew they would be a lot better off now he was gone. And Jim for sure, would be a lot happier with the son of a bitch out of the home. A couple of days later I had just gotten out of the shower when I saw Jim's mom peeking in my bathroom window. I was standing naked in front of my mirror and could only see just a bit of the outline of her face but it was enough to know it was her watching in the dark. Realizing she was looking at me was a really big turn on. None of the girls in my high school seemed to show much of an interest in a nerd like me. And here was Jim's mom looking at my naked body from in the shadows outside my window. I pretended I didn't notice her...I wanted her to get a good look as my cock started to get really hard. I tuned just enough to show it off hoping it would turn her on as much as my knowing a grown woman was interested enough to risk getting caught peeking in my window.
I walked a couple of feet closer to the window so she could get a good look at my boner that had now risen to the point of poking up to the max. I switched off the bathroom light and got even a better look at Lucy. The street light behind her outlined her body and I could see she had one hand inside her blouse on one breast massaging her tit. I was mesmerized as I remained standing so she could get an eyeful of me from the dim light of my bedroom night lamp. Just enough illumination to let her still see my nakedness while I could see her as well as she could see me. It was minutes frozen in time as I touched my cock and began slowly stroking it to the view of her breast which she now had outside her bra and unbuttoned blouse.
After what seemed an eternity she whispered through the window; "Randolph...I...I'm sorry."
"Mrs. Peterson, don't be sorry...I really like your looking at me. No one ever...I mean no female ever seemed to take much of an interest. Look how hard your being here has made my...you know..." I couldn't get the word 'cock out' to Jim's mom but she sure did.
"Your cock Randolph...oh my God forgive me, but seeing you from my window get into the shower earlier and seeing the window open, I just had to see how you looked so I came here...and...well it's been a long time since I ever had a chance to admire a young man's body."
I was so turned on by her whispering through my window and seeing her exposed breast and hearing her call me a young man I almost came. I knew then I couldn't let such an opportunity pass so I took a deep breath, screwed up all the courage I could manage and said, "Mrs. Peterson, why don't you come in get a really good look."
She nodded her head and said, "I would like that very much Randolph".
I unlocked the sliding patio door to my room and slowly opened it enough for her to enter. It was a sticky squeaking door and I only hoped mom wouldn't hear it and get nosy. Mrs. Peterson came in and I took her in my arms and kissed her. She whimpered as our bodies pressed together with my hard dick poking into her stomach.
Not a word was spoken as I undressed her and began exploring her mature full figure. OMG! It was a revelation as I stripped her down to her panties and shoes. I had no idea how fantastic an older lady could look. She always wore such frumpy, baggy clothes I never noticed how nice her tits were. She had medium size titties with large, dark, protruding nipples that begged to be kissed. Shit...I always dreamed of sucking on a woman's titty so I lost no time in bending down and taking the first nipple into my mouth and sucking on it like a baby suckling his momma's titty. It was then I realized that I was nursing on Jim's mom's nipple...one he no doubt nursed on when he was a baby. The thought was so erotic I could feel a large drip of cum now being deposited on her stomach just above the top of her panties. My cum on a woman's skins...shit...it was fantastic.
