A year later and many of the kids from Randys class had gone off to college. Some had found jobs and others had just taken a year off. One day Brenda's old friend Michelle had received a text from her friend Andrea.
"Hey! What are you doing right now?"
"Nothing. Just sitting here chillin. I'm actually hornier than hell. Haven't seen Peter in over a week. How bout you?"
"Meet me at Starbucks asap! I have something that you're going to find, lets say more than interesting."
"Be there in 20."
At Starbucks Michelle greeted her obviously excited friend Andrea. Andrea had something in her hand, a magazine.
"Here, I bought you a copy."
The magazine was the latest issue of Euro Fitness. On the cover was a picture of their friend Brenda in a string bikini posing with her son Randy! Right after graduation Brenda and Randy had sold their house and moved away very suddenly. The whole thing was a mystery to all of the other moms at Randy's school.
On the magazine cover Brenda was holding a trophy and was wearing a banner saying "first place." Randy was smiling with his arm around her waist, seeming to be touching her ass. Certainly not a way a son would put his arm around his mother!
She had obviously just won a big fitness contest. The caption on the cover said "Brenda Moore taking the continent by storm."
"Holy crap! Look at that!"
Inside the magazine was a photoshoot of Brenda and quite a lengthy article.
The photoshoot contained a series of workout pictures of bikini clad Brenda. In each picture she was doing a different exercise, with Randy helping her in each one. The first picture had Brenda doing a bench press. She was flat on her back lifting the weight with Randy straddling her, his crotch a foot from her smiling face! In the next picture she was doing a series of pelvic thrusts, lifting her pelvis off the ground almost into Randy's face!
Each picture was a bit more daring than the last.
"Holy SHIT! Look at her! It looks like she's shoving that snatch right into Randy's face! She looks fabulous! Do you think...Randy's fucking her?"
"Just turn the page."
The next page contained a couple of pictures of Randy massaging his mother! In one picture Brenda was on her tummy and Randy was rubbing oil on her back. In the next picture he was rubbing oil on her backs of her legs. On the bottom of the page was a caption.
"Brenda Moore goes through a daily vigorous workout routine under the guidance of her trainer and husband Randy. After each training session her young husband gives her a very thorough massage to work out any muscle cramps which might occur after her workout."
"HOLY FUCKIN CRAP! Her...HUSBAND? Do you think they got married? Is that legal over there?"
"Well, I guess over there everything is a lot more liberal. Does she come right out and tell the world that her son is fucking her? No. But read the article."
"God, Randy has filled out quite a bit in a year. Look at those washboard abs and that little speedo. God, I want some of that!"
Michelle had a sip of her coffee, obviously getting aroused from looking at the sexy pictures of their friend and her son. A year ago their sons were in school together, and now...