My name is Carol and I'm 39 years old, I stand about 5'5" tall and weigh in at about 105 pounds. I have light brown shoulder length hair that I like to pull behind my ears sometimes. I own a small car rental shop in town, which does fairly well to support my son and I. Tim or as I still like to think of him "TIMMY" is my 18 year old son, he decided to stay with me after my husband Mark and I thought it best to go our own separate ways, we did not have a falling out, just a mutual decision on calling it quits. Tim is a mixture of his father and I, he has his athletic frame and dark hair which he shares with my green eyes and pale skin. He has caught the eye of plenty of ladies about town when we go about our shopping or chores.
I have a best friend named Tina that I do most everything with. One thing I love doing with her is to kick back by the pool I have at my house and drink a few mixed ones while listening to music from days gone by. I would like to say that I'm not attracted to her, with her slender frame and long blonde hair and blue eyes; it's safe to say that I do not have tendencies towards women but if I ever did she would be what I would like to find. Tina is 37 years old with body that is close to mine; she is two inches taller than me, she has about 10 pounds more on me, in more of the right places, but I have a cup size on her, my chest being a firm 36 C. We met when she came into the office to rent a car when hers broke down. She has never been married but definitely has had her share of suitors in and out of her whirlwind life.
To say what happened on one particular sunny day is a complete shock, could be considered the understatement of the year. Tim was suppose to be gone visiting his father for the weekend and Tina and I had made plans to meet at my house to discuss our frantic work week and sip some margaritas by the pool. Like all the best laid plans of mice and men it started with me having to run into the office for a customer with an out of town emergency, it was to take an hour at the most, but ended taking well into the early afternoon. After a quick call to Tina to explain the situation she was more than willing to come by after I had a chance to freshen up. I told her it was fine if she just came over as I was getting cleaned up and I would meet her out back; I kidded with her saying she could get the drinks ready for the festivities to begin.
As it was a weekend I was dressed in attire which consisted of flowery skirt that hung loose around my legs, I choose not to wear panties since it was warm and I was in a hurry to get to the office. A sleeveless button up top that was cream colored, which I kept the top two buttons undone as well; in my mind it made sense "no panties, no bra." Not that I'm a wanton floozy sharing my goodies about town or anything; not that I did not get a sharp thrill between my legs whenever a cute guy made an obvious advance towards me. I'm a flesh and blood woman that is single and I would like to think in the prime of my life.
I pulled up to the house with thoughts of seeing Tina in a bikini again and once again getting a tingle between my thighs. The wetness I experience when I see her stripped down brings quite a few climax inducing nights, to be honest even a few multiple climax ones as well. So having my head lost in the cloud of Tina's thighs and smooth tummy, I completely missed seeing Tim's car parked on the road and not in the driveway, not that I was expecting to see it there in the first place. I raced into the house to freshen up fast due to her being only a few minutes behind me, I was in the mood to drink and flirt with my best friend on this very heated day. I raced in the front door to my front room where I removed my work shoes and was clad only in my bare feet, I laid my purse on the coffee table and started to unbutton my top to the sounds of music in the air. At first I just thought it was anticipation for the upcoming afternoons events that were running through my head, until it switched to a commercial for a sports cream. My first thought was I was being robbed by a burglar that liked a local station. I instantly looked for the source of the music which was coming from the back of my house. Knowing where it was coming from I grabbed up the first thing I could find as a weapon, which just happened to be the bottle of wine I planned on drinking with Tina. I crept slowly to a window to see if a strange person was going through my yard only be just as surprised by what I did see. My son lying next to the pool in a pair of loose boxers and nothing else. The thrill of seeing seem was intensified by another jolt to my already wet pussy, lying there, he was the spitting image of his father, who I loved very much to this day.
Knowing that I was not in mortal danger I stepped out of the sliding back door to ask what was going on.
"Tim, what is going on? Why are you still here and not on your way to your fathers?"
"Mom!" he exclaimed, jumping up from the deck chair.
"Tim" I said again, "You scared the hell out of me, tell me what you're still doing here."
"I left a message on your phone that dad had something come up; I guess you didn't get it."
As he was explaining this to me he was trying to plant his feet on the ground to stand. I walked closer to him, placing the wine bottle on the table that's next to the deck near the pool. When he finally righted himself he had worked his boxers loose in such a fashion so that his fly lay wide apart and I could see his considerable manhood working its way free. Having already working myself into a fright and catching him unawares I did not want to embarrass him any further by bringing it to his attention (I secretly had to admit that seeing him fully displayed as that was more than I could bear, meaning that my wetness turned into a full on flood and I was incredibly aroused by my hunky son.) He explained that since he was not leaving after all he thought he would catch some rays, to try and get rid of some of his paleness. I can't argue with the evidence, especially when it's staring me straight in the eye.
"You have to go in and get dressed Tim, Tina is on her way here to relax by the pool. As much as she may like the view I don't care for you parading around here like that in front of my friends."