Thanks to all who gave so much positive feedback on the first story. Please be patient for a Chapter 3.
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Kate woke up with a major league guilt trip hangover. The thought that she had given her son a blowjob before bed was almost too much to bear.
But the fact that she just had with Jeremy and his friends her most thrilling sexual experiences in almost 20 years made her long for more - intensifying the guilt, which was still no help in suppressing the desire.
Kate stayed in bed and let Jeremy go off to work at his early morning summer part-time job before rising and going about her daily household chores.
Late that afternoon, Jeremy was not home yet, and she figured he wouldn't be. After work he usually hooked up with a few buddies, grabbed a bite to eat, and may or may not come home to spend the night before another day of work. That's the way 20-year-olds on summer break from college operated.
Caught up with her housework and still troubled by conflicting emotions, Kate fixed herself a drink and headed for the deck to take in some summer sun. It was unusual for her to have a drink at such a time. Years ago, she found herself with loads of free time and money and overcome with grief after Jack died, and she had to remind herself constantly of the danger of trying to drown the sorrows and fill the free hours at the same time.
But putting on her two-piece swimsuit and working on her tan was not unusual. She relaxed in the late afternoon sun on the deck and pondered how this all got started. Sure, she stepped over the line when she found the four boys lounging naked in her family room watching porn and sporting hard-ons. Giving her son and his three friends hand jobs was a little over-the-top and things escalated from there, and she had a feeling they hadn't stopped escalating.
But it went back before that, she thought. The reason Jeremy and his old high school buddies back for summer break from college were so comfortable sitting around her house in the nude in the first place was that she allowed them to skinny-dip in her pool back before they were teenagers. They had been running around her place naked in the summer quite often ever since.
Kate smiled to herself thinking of the innocence of that time, in contrast to her guilt-ridden and sexually charged situation today. She also recalled skinny-dipping with Jack, back when she was 16 and just beginning to experiment sexually. She was so in love with him. The exploration of each other's bodies that took place during and after that frolic at a secret swimming hole was one of her most arousing sexual memories.
It may also have been the night Wendy was conceived and Kate's life changed forever.
Kate hadn't been skinny-dipping since.
She eyed the pool and a sparkle came to her eye. Just for the sake of the memory and to feel the freedom Jeremy and his friends felt, she stood up and stripped off. The pool was set up just off the deck at the split-level house, in such a way that you could jump in from the deck. Kate did just that.
She dove underwater and swam to the opposite side before surfacing, then turned and floated on her back, gently kicking to keep herself moving while feeling the hot mid-June sun beating down on her bare breasts and still-bare mound.
She spread her legs and let the water cool the heat building between her legs, then kicked her legs together and propelled herself to the end where she jumped in. Kate stood and walked in the water to the middle. She held up her medium-large breasts, which she thought sagged too much, but the boys had marveled over them. Her nipples were erect, sticking out like the proverbial pencil erasers. They were her favorite part of her breasts.
She reached under the water and massaged her clit, thinking about what happened the night before with Jeremy, and how he gently and timidly touched the outer lips of her vagina. She had longed for him to be bolder and explore inside, even to pull back the hood and touch her most sensitive spot.
But he was a boy -- OK, a young man -- of 20 and they think about getting off. Women's bodies are mysteries to them, but a mystery they explore only with their own gratification in mind.
How she wished she could do it all over again, knowing what she knows now as a mature woman -- how many people have thought that over time? To be bold enough to teach a young man how to make love to a woman and awaken her desires would have paid great dividends -- but who has that kind of courage as a young woman? And who had the kind of wisdom as a young man to ask how to please his partner?
She suppressed the thought that entered her head and slipped out of the pool.
Kate found her swimming suit and light beach jacket were gone. Stealing someone's clothes while skinning-dipping was an old trick, and Kate figured she had just been victimized. At least it was at her isolated rural house.
This sounded like the work of Cory, the jokester among the gang of four. Kate figured she would find him with Jeremy, Matt and Josh inside.
She had forgotten to bring a towel, since swimming wasn't on her mind when she went out to the deck. There was a small one placed on the chair for her to sit on. She dried off a bit with that.
It was too small to wrap herself in. There was nothing to do but walk inside in front of them in the nude and give them the show they wanted to see. No matter. They had seen it all already.
She walked in through the patio doors that entered at the dining room and saw Jeremy sitting alone working on a sandwich with a sly grin on his face.
"So. . . Jeremy. Where are your friends and where is my swim suit?" she asked.
"My friends aren't here," he said. "And what swim suit?"
He was suppressing a laugh.
"So this was just your little prank to see Mom walk back in the house naked?"
"Well, at least I didn't lock all the doors," he said. "That crossed my mind, but I figured it loses its impact if you don't have any worries about someone coming along and seeing you naked. There didn't seem to be any point."
"But there wasn't any point to stealing my suit, either," Kate replied. "If you wanted to see me naked, you could have just sat on the deck and waited for me to come out."
"Yeah, but this way, you're still naked."
"Do you like me naked?" Kate asked, standing at the edge of the table and making no attempt to conceal any of her treasures.
"Yeah," Jeremy said after a pause. "I gave them shit for saying so, but I have to admit they're right. My Mom is hot."
"You're sweet," Kate said. "Well, for what it's worth, I like you naked too. And as a matter of fact, I am hot. I think I'll just go back out and jump in the pool again to cool off."
Kate turned and did her most seductive hip-swinging walk back out the patio door, hoping he'd take the bait. She felt at the same time she had crossed another line. At first, it was Jeremy's friends involved, and he was just there and worked into the game. Then he came and asked her for some relief. But now, unquestionably, she was coming on to her own son.
Kate dove in the pool and swam underwater to the other side as she did before. She surfaced and stood with her arms spread out resting on the edges of the pool, her breasts just below water in the shallow pool. She waited a moment, then swam back.
She headed back out of the pool and caught Jeremy on the deck , just finishing stripping off all his clothes. She had timed it perfectly, she thought.
"Uh, Jeremy. I forgot my towel again, would you run in and get me one? And why don't you grab a beer on the way out."
