At age 18, Paul Worthington had it all and was the envy of all his classmates at his high school in the upscale area of Holmby Hills in Los Angeles, one of the richest neighborhoods in California. Not only was Paul good looking, standing 6'1" tall weighing about 195 pounds, with sandy brownish blonde hair, green eyes, muscular shoulders and "six pack" abs, he was also the star of the basketball team, playing power forward and the star wrestler.
Sports was not the only thing Paul was good at either. Paul was also very popular and very smart. All the girls thought he was "hot" and he was the SGA president, on the academic team, and was in line to be the class valedictorian.
If that wasn't enough to make people want to be like him, Paul also had a mom, Steffie, who was as he friends said, a cool mom and not only that, but also a smoking hot MILF.
Steffie could be like one of those women you see on the reality show Real Housewives of Orange County but without all the drama and the snooty self centered bitchy attitudes. She was very wealthy, very attractive, and extremely sexy and she knew it, but she didn't rub it in anyone's face or thought that she was better than anyone else.
Physically speaking, Steffie could be a Kim Kardashian look alike but slightly taller. At 37, Steffie stood about 5'9" tall, weighed 135 pounds, with shoulder length wavy dark brown chestnut hair which in some light almost looked black. She had a good very figure measuring 38D-26-37. Her breasts were supple and natural, her body was somewhat toned, and her legs were long, slender, well toned and rivaled those of a dancer.
What made Paul's friends really jealous was not only the fact that his mom Steffie was extremely hot and friendly, but the fact that she and Paul had an extremely close and intimate relationship. They were more like best friends(BFF's) rather than mother and son.
Also, Steffie was very proud of her body and not ashamed to show it off and dressed quite provocatively, even in front of Paul's friends. However, she would keep it PG-13 rated when his friends were there, but when it was just her and Paul Steffie wore little if nothing at all. After all they were both adults, so she felt she shouldn't hide her body.
Steffie was also very affectionate towards Paul and freely demonstrated it both in private and public. There were even rumors floating around that Paul and Steffie were much more than just mother and son. Paul knew about these rumors but did nothing to dispel them. He just let people think what they wanted to and enjoyed seeing people green with envy.
Even though Paul and Steffie's relationship was close and quite intimate, much more intimate than most normal mother and son's, Paul and Steffie never completely crossed the line so to speak in that they never had actual sexual intercourse. They did, however, enjoy flirting with that line, going up the precipice without actually going over the edge.
Paul and Steffie thought nothing about seeing each other naked, kissing one another on the lips, cuddling together naked on the couch as they watched a movie, showering together, or even sleeping together naked. To them, it was totally natural and just another way to express their intimacy towards other.
Steffie was a self proclaimed free spirit, sort of a throw back to the 1960's hippies(free love, flower power and all the things that went with it) and after Paul turned 18, Steffie invited him to follow in her footsteps and Paul would do so quite willingly and quite readily. It was only natural that eventually Paul and Steffie would cross the line to lovers but that would not happen until the night of Paul's senior prom.
Paul was scheduled to go to the prom with Donna, a girl in his class who he really liked and thought she liked him. Donna was his age, 18 and quite a looker. She stood about 5'11" had long blonde hair measured 34C-24-34 and could pass for a Taylor Swift look alike.
She was quite popular but also ultra high maintenance. Even so, Paul really liked Donna and thought she really liked him. They had even talked about how they would get married one day, but in reality Donna only hung out with Paul because of the status it would give her.
Anyhow, the day before the prom(a Friday) was known as Senior Skip Day, a custom going back some thirty-five years, since the inception of the school. Paul used that day to pick up his tux, finalize plans for the limo that would pick him and Donna up, and make reservations at Lucques Restaurant located on Melrose Avenue in West Hollywood. After dinner at 4:30 they would arrive for pictures at the Riviera Country Club at 7:00 and the prom started at 8:30 in the Grand Ballroom of the country club.
Paul arrived home just before lunch after picking up his tux and he was anxious to show it off to Steffie. Paul's tux was the classic Black tux with tails and black cummerbund and tie He also got a top hat to go with it to add a touch of class. His shirt however was light lavender since he wanted to be different.
He showed the tux to Steffie and she was beside herself with glee and gave Paul a long warm loving hug and gentle kiss full on the lips. Paul could feel Steffie's warm naked body press into his and he pulled her close to him as they lovingly embraced.
"My little boy has grown up," Steffie said with almost a tear in her eye, putting her hand softly on his face. "I wish your father were still alive to see you now, hun. He would be so very proud to see how you have developed into a fine young man."
"So you got everything all set," Steffie asked as she led Paul to the couch and sat next to him and lit a cigarette.
"I think so," Paul replied. "All I need is to find out when Donna is coming by here and we will let you get some pictures of us together."
"Cant wait," Steffie said but then she added "You know, Donna is one lucky girl. She doesn't realize how sweet of a guy she is getting," and with that Steffie gave Paul another long deep sensual loving kiss.
"Well, I would be nothing without you mom," Paul replied. "I owe everything to you and even though I am going to the prom with Donna, she can't even begin to hold a candle to you. You're my one true love, the light of my life, the song of my soul and the desire of my heart."
Steffie melted and a tear began to fall and Paul wiped it dry and they embraced and held each other close.
The rest of the day would go without event and that night Paul and Steffie would go out to dinner and then come home and enjoy a nice soft candlelit romantic evening together.
Steffie had put a blanket in front of the fireplace and she lit the gas log insert to provide and intimate setting. There was also wine, cheese soft music, and of course plenty of hot tender romantic foreplay. They would kiss, caress and held each other tight, their warm naked bodies pressed together moving together as one. Eventually they would fall asleep in each other's arms.
The next day was Prom day and Steffie took Paul to breakfast and then they came back home to relax. Steffie stripped down to just her panties and put on her waist length white lace robe which she left open and Paul stripped to his boxers and they both cuddled on the couch and that is when the shit would hit the fan.
Donna called out of the blue and for reason canceled the Prom date. Paul was devastated seeing he had waited all year for this, the crown of his senior year and then his hopes dashed.
Steffie did her best to console Paul who was surprised at how crushed he was. "Was it true, did he really like Donna that much," He thought to himself and for about an hour Steffie just held him like she did when he was a child and rocked him doing her best to ease his pain.
Steffie cradled Paul's head in her bosom and Paul's mouth was right next to Steffie's supple pink nipples. Steffie just stroked Paul's hair as he held his head there It wouldn't take much for Paul to suck on Steffie's nipples but he was really not in the mood for that so she just let him stay like he was.
