Tamra's mother had a wild beauty that both intrigued and repelled. Her eyes were dark pools of sensuality that forbidden pleasures never guessed. Jason always found himself drawn to those eyes. He knew he'd do whatever she asked, whatever her teasing lips commanded. But she never seemed to see him. Those wonderful, seductive eyes would slide past him, always landing on the rock hard captain of his football team.
Jason had the burly shoulders and strong legs of a quarterback. At six feet four he towered over the five foot Ms. S. But it wasn't enough to attract his dream woman. Jason started dating Tamra's daughter out of spite. Both had recently turned nineteen. It was their last high school fling so to speak. The girl practically worshipped him. She had been stunned when he asked her out. Not that it was very romantic. He mumbled something about taking her to a Saturday night movie. When he picked Tamra up that night he lingered in the living room.
Her mother was putting the finishing touches on brownies for a fund raiser. She was dressed up for a date herself. He didn't want the staring to be too obvious but couldn't help himself. Tamra's mother had long, slender legs-the kind he could imagine tightly wrapping themselves around his waist. Jason could see himself burying his face in her flowing blonde curls. Her breasts! They couldn't be any more perfect. She looked up as Tamra pounded down the stairs. There was a moment when they both stared at each other in awkward silence.
Jason mumbled, "Sorry Mrs. S."
Her reply was interrupted by Tamra's "Got it!" She triumphantly held up a sparkly pink purse. Jason felt Tamra pulling him by the arm towards the door.
She yelled a hurried, "Bye mom!" as they disappeared outside.
Jason continued to date Tamra for a month. He started to fuck her to get the images of her mother out of his mind. But he found himself transforming Tamra into her mother. She had the same long slender legs that would embrace his waist with passion. In the moonlight dark of his SUV's back seat he would transform her dirty dish blonde hair into her mother's delicate white blonde. He would find endless pleasure tracing her translucent pale skin.
The only thing that reminded him Tamra was not her mother was the voice. Not that it was unpleasant. Tamra had a soft voice that always sounded breathless. When she said his name it was like hearing the dying breath of a storm. He still wished she had her mother's velvety, seductress voice. Every time he heard Ms. S speak it was as though she was teasing him with hidden fantasies. He could see her tongue tracing his ears and devouring every inch of skin. Inevitably he would realize at the end of sex with Tamra that nothing would satisfy him except his forbidden lust.
Now he stood in front of Tamra's door on a muggy summer afternoon. She had sent him a note explaining they needed to talk about something. He had almost not come. Jason knew this was it, the point of no return. Tamra's mother had slowly taken over his fantasies-waking and sleeping. The door opened and Mrs. S stood in the doorway. He felt himself becoming flustered. She had just come from the pool. Glistening beads of water traced pale skin. The bright red bikini left little to the imagination. She didn't seem surprised by his visit. Instead she gave him a coy smile and gestured for him to come in.
"I was sunbathing by the pool. I don't suppose you'd like to join me?" These last words were spoken in a sly, taunting voice. She didn't wait for a response, instead walking back to the pool. Jason happily followed her. She stood waiting in the pool. Her eyes silently traced his muscular build. She placed her hands on her hips. "Well Jason, aren't you going to join me?" Jason wanted desperately for his legs to move. But they couldn't get past the rising excitement he felt rushing over him.
"Not unless you want me to, Ms. S," he heard himself mumble in a strangely excited voice.
Tamra's mother cocked her head, "You can call me Katie." She smiled adding, "Perhaps I can give you some incentive."
Her hands slowly rose over her belly, working their way towards her breasts. She traced her fingertips lightly around the outline of the bikini's top. The bright red fabric began to peel away from her breasts. Jason felt the excitement rise as two beautiful, wonderfully round globes were revealed. The fabric fell softly, gracefully into the water. Katie smiled as she traced her fingertips around her nipples. She began to play with them. The coy smile returned and she whispered, "I know you want me Jason. I'll let you in on a little secret, I want you too. Now why don't you join me?"