"Two weeks?"
"You'll be fine, plus Tyler will be here to keep you company."
Tyler had just walked in on his father and stepmother arguing about something.
"I heard my name," he said, dropping his keys in the tray by the front door, "I didn't do it, unless it was something really awesome, then I did it, and I'll do it again."
Richard laughed and shook his head at his son, Kimber's expression didn't change much, she was still glaring at her husband.
"Glad you're here, son," Richard said, "Maybe you can save me from the wrath of your mother."
"What's going on?" Tyler asked.
"Your father is leaving us alone for two weeks!" Kimber stated.
"I've got to go out of town on business." Richard said. "You remember my friend Martin, right?"
Tyler had to think for a minute. "I think so, the weird sweaty guy with the ponytail who acts like he's had too much caffeine?"
Richard laughed, "That would be him."
Richard had been running a rather successful nightclub business on the East coast, with hopes of expanding to the West coast as well, and his chance had finally come. His longtime friend Martin was willing to help fund the West coast expansion, and had found a few possible locations, and Richard wanted to see them for himself. That of course, required him to fly across the country.
"Well, if you gotta go, you gotta go dad." He turned to Kimber, "We'll be fine."
Truth was, Tyler would kill to be alone with his gorgeous stepmother. Ever since she and his father had gotten together a couple of years ago he'd gotten lost in thought dozens of times with sexual fantasies about her.
"I still don't like it." Kimber said, "But I guess it won't be so bad if I have Tyler around to keep me company. Plus this will give us time to bond."
Despite the fact that Tyler was nearly a foot taller than her she reached over and ruffled the 21 year old's hair.
"Kimber..." he mumbled, blushing and pushing her hand away. "So when are you leaving dad?"
"Friday." Richard said, "Although I have a feeling I may be sleeping on the couch for the next couple of days."
Friday came, and Kimber and Tyler drove Richard to the airport and went as far as they could with him until he got to the security checkpoint. Kimber seemed a little more forgiving.
"I'm sorry I've been such a bitch these last couple of days, it's just that this will be the first time we'll have been apart for this long. I've just gotten used to having you around." she said before giving him a kiss.
"You'll be fine honey, I'll call you when I get there, and if it makes you feel better I'll check in every day."
"Every other day." she joked.
"Take good care of her son." Richard said to Tyler.
"Don't worry dad, we'll be fine." Tyler said, giving his father a hug. Richard got in line for the security checkpoint and Tyler and Kimber left the airport. For a few minutes they drove in silence, Tyler taking a few minutes to answer texts from his friends.
Kimber turned up the radio, "God this makes me feel old. This song came out when I was in high school, and now it's considered classic rock."
"You're not old, Kimber." Tyler said, "My old man, now he's old."
"I'm only five years younger than your father, you know."
"Yeah, but you don't look it." Tyler said. "You look like you're my age. You certainly don't look like you're old enough to be my mother."
Kimber blushed a bit, "Thanks sweetie." She said, "Speaking of which, I know I'm just your stepmother but are you ever gonna call me mom?"
Tyler sighed, "Did my dad ever tell you why he divorced my mother?"
"Yeah, he told me all about it."
Tyler was the reason. His mother, Maria didn't want kids, ever. So needless to say she wasn't happy when she found out she was pregnant. She didn't want to get an abortion either, so Tyler came along, and while Richard was overjoyed, she was not.
They argued constantly. Richard was complaining about having to do the majority of taking care of Tyler. Maria's counter argument was that he was the one who wanted him, not her. They got divorced when he was barely two years old after just four years of marriage. She didn't even fight for custody of Tyler. They talked mostly through their lawyers during the divorce, and a handful of times after it was final, but that was it. They hadn't spoken since Tyler was five. Tyler didn't even remember her, so it didn't bother him that much. Richard's parents and close friends, who Tyler considered his honorary "aunts" and "uncles" all helped Richard take care of the rambunctious ball of energy that was young Tyler. Kimber had met all of Richards' friends when they started dating, and they had all attended their wedding.
Kimber had met Richard when Tyler was 19, through a friend of a friend. The two hit it off almost instantly and were married a year later. Kimber wasn't able to have kids, but always wanted them. She jokingly referred to Tyler as her "son, no assembly required". But he had yet to call her mom.
"Then you know why I haven't said it yet. I never had a mother, or any strong female presence in my life. Sure there was my grandmother and my various "aunts", but no permanent female presence." Tyler said, "I've never had anyone to call mom, so it feels kinda weird to say it now."
They continued the drive back home making small talk, getting off the topic of Tyler's mother.
Kimber dearly loved her husband, but the truth was, Kimber felt the same way about Tyler that he felt about her. She couldn't explain it, but there was just something about him that got her excited. She'd caught him sneaking glances at her, and went out of her way to make sure he got an eyeful. She intentionally wore a lot of clothes that would accentuate her curves, or loose fitting tops that, when she moved the right way would give Tyler a glimpse of skin, and bought skimpy bikinis that left little to the imagination. She claimed they were for Richard, but in truth they were for both him and Tyler. More than once she found herself thinking less than motherly thoughts about her stepson.
Now she was alone with Tyler for two weeks and the thought got her wet. As soon as they got back home she put a plan in motion to see if he was just as willing as she was to have some fun. There was still plenty of time to get in some sun so she slipped into one of her skimpy bikinis before admiring herself in the mirror. "Not bad for 45," she said to herself. Kimber had been a fitness instructor when she was younger and had kept up her training, so she still had the body of a woman 20 years her junior. She grabbed a towel, sunblock and a trashy romance novel and headed out to the pool.
Tyler had been planning to call some of his friends and go hang out, until he saw Kimber making her way out to the pool as his room faced the backyard. He watched almost entranced as she laid out her towel on the chaise lounge and started rubbing the sunblock on her tight, sexy body. He felt the blood rush to his cock as he watched.
He then forgot all about his plans and changed into his swim trunks and headed out to the pool himself.
"She shoots, she scores." Kimber said to herself as she saw Tyler emerge from the house. She had always admired his physique, as he kept himself in shape since he was on the wrestling team in both high school (leading them to two state championships) and college (having just led them to their first state championship in three years).
She kept her shades up pretending to read her novel, but was instead intently watching her stepson as he dove into the pool and did a few laps. Finally Kimber decided to make her move.
"Tyler?"
"Yeah?"
"Could you come rub some sunblock on my back? Normally I'd ask your dad, but he's not here." she said.
"Uh, sure, gimmie a sec." he said, getting out of the pool and toweling off some.
She rolled over onto her stomach and grabbed the sunblock, tossing it to him as he walked over. He barely caught it, as his eyes were fixed on the smooth curves of her body. Instead of sitting on the edge of the lounger he decided to be bold and straddled her legs and started rubbing the lotion into her back.
"Hold on..." she said, reaching behind her and untying the bikini top, "I don't like tan lines."
The cold water had helped control the bulge in his shorts, but the sight of Kimber's bare back got him hard again. He rubbed some more sunblock on her back, massaging it in just as an excuse to keep his hands on her.
"Mmm... that feels good." she sighed. "You know, if you decide not to follow in your father's footsteps in the nightclub business, you should become a masseuse."
Richard had promised Tyler that he would start teaching him the ropes of the nightclub business, and let him work at the club, but only once he'd reached legal drinking age.
"You think so?" he asked, being a bit more daring and running his hand along her sides, brushing the sides of her breasts with the tips of his fingers.
"Definitely." she said.
She arched her back a bit, bringing her ass up until it made contact with Tyler's groin. She started wiggling back and forth, making Tyler realize she felt the same way about him as he did about her. He got bolder and blatantly rubbed the sides of her tits as he ground his hard cock into her smooth, firm ass cheeks.
Finally Kimber rolled over onto her back, smiling up at Tyler. His eyes went wide as he finally saw his stepmother's tits for the first time up close and without anything covering them. He reached down and gently squeezed them.
"What do you say we go inside?" she said.
"That sounds like a good idea." he agreed.
They got up, Kimber grabbing her top in one hand, and Tyler's hand in the other and led him back into the house. They headed upstairs to the master bedroom, which unlike Tyler's room had a connected bathroom.
"Before we do anything, I want to wash this sunblock off. I don't want to get it all over the bed." Kimber said, and before Tyler could react she pulled off the bottoms and kicked them off to the side fully exposing herself to her stepson's hungry eyes.
"You like?" she said turning around for him to admire.
"Even better than I imagined." he said, pulling down his swim trunks and showing her how much he liked the sight.
"Ooh, like father like son I see." she said, smiling as his erect cock sprang into view.
She headed into the bathroom and got the shower running with Tyler right behind her. As soon as the water was warm enough they both stepped in, and Tyler took the opportunity to pull his stepmother into his arms and plant a deep kiss on her. Kimber returned the kiss, their tongues intertwining as they wrapped their arms around each other.
Kimber broke the kiss long enough to grab the body wash and Tyler took the moment to pinch himself. Ow. Yep, this was really happening.
Kimber squirted some body wash into her hands and started soaping up Tyler's chest, he responded in kind, making sure to pay extra attention to her tits. She moaned as he lightly pinched her nipples. She turned in his arms and pushed her ass up against his cock.
