Jeannie pushed herself, enjoying the burn. She grinned thinking about her conversation with Sue the day before. 'So her son and his friends think we are MILFs, not that I had any clue what that was before she told me. Who would have thought? I wonder if that is what Chris was dreaming about when I peeked in earlier?' Seeing the final long stretch up to her house, she picked up the pace, driving her legs hard dreaming of a hot bath. 'Do Chris's friends really look at me that way?' She thought about how they seemed to want to be around her when she worked out, how sometimes they joined in. She felt herself getting excited thinking about those tight young bodies, filled with raging hormones. Shaking her head, she turned into the driveway and circled around at a slow pace cooling down. Stretching out and then down, she saw her reflection in the picture window, 'Fuck, I do show a lot in these tight shorts and jog bra. I'd do me.' She chuckled, thinking about getting in the tub and letting her fingers do what they wanted.
Chris woke up and looked around disappointed he wasn't on top of Mark's mom after all. God, best dream ever. So fucking real. 'Fuck, that woman has a body. I cannot believe she let me feel her tit and leave it there for at least 30 seconds. Where is the flaw? Dad always told me, they look so beautiful, but there's always a flaw. Sue is every guy's wet dream, literally,' he thought, feeling his damp boxers. He got up with a groan and headed for the shower.
Coming down to the kitchen, he wasn't surprised to see his mom was out. Ever since she came back from her final deployment in Afghanistan, she'd been maintaining her conditioning by getting up at an ungodly hour and running 10 to 15 miles every other day. Marines are in a class by themselves.
Eating his cereal, he heard his mother return from her run. Getting up and grabbing water out of the fridge, he turned and handed it to her as she came into the kitchen. "Morning, mom. How many miles this time? Put anyone in the hospital?" He grinned. His mom had been running a few weeks back when a 30 year-old man attacked her and tried to drag her into some bushes. She ended up with slight bruising around her neck and he was hospitalized with severe testicular trauma and two broken wrists.
"Sadly, no. Actually it really adds to the cardio. I took a new route that came to 15 miles with a lot of hills, great route." Jeannie said after she downed the water, "You're up. Amazing, before noon on a Saturday. I think you should join me some morning."
Chris studied his mother. He looked at her differently after seeing Mark's mom naked in the sun. His mom was also a real babe. Tall, 5-11 with zero body fat. Standing there with her small running shorts and a jog bra that allowed him to notice her incredible, muscular ass, her rippled abs. But best of all were the hard nipples poking through the thin top. Perhaps he discounted the size of her breasts comparing them to Sue's, but she had a nice pair stretching the top. Shaking his head and looking at his mother's face studying him, he felt blood rush to his face knowing he'd been caught ogling his mother. "Why? You know I can't keep up with you."
Jeanne looked at her son overtly checking out her body and seeing him blush, grinned, "I heard groaning and panting when I walked by your room this morning. I peeked in and you were on your stomach apparently dreaming about swimming or running the way you were moving. Good dreams?"
Chris blushed more remembering the dream, the dream with his cock spearing a panting, begging Sue. 'Oh God how she begged, opening her legs as wide as possible. Her wanting my iron-hard prick inside her, my cum dumped into her.' Chris shook his head and stammered, "I guess I was being chased or something, I can't quite latch onto the dream fragments, you know how it is."
"You should at least come out for a few miles at first. I'd hate to see my baby get too soft." See said grinning. Her son was far from soft with some serious muscles from his work in the weight room.
"You wish. I could take you." Chris said grinning.
Jeanne thought about it, "Perhaps, but don't you remember, I'd have you tapping out in under 10 seconds every time."
"Get real, mom. That was 5-6 years ago. I'm grown a bunch since then. Come on, I'll drop you so fast..." Chris said grinning.
"Let me shower first, I'm so sweaty. Trust me, you don't want to be anywhere near me after a 15 mile run. Anyhow, it wouldn't be fair. My skin is so slick and with this outfit, there's nothing to grab onto."
"I'm fine with that," Chris said. "But be fast, I want you before you can recover from your run. I need every advantage I can get against Robo-Mom."
Looking at her grinning son, she shook her head. "Ok, you asked for it. I'll do it if you get rid of those baggy clothes. Get into your workout gear and I'll meet you downstairs."
Chris was on the mats stretching when his mom came down. He jumped up and danced on his toes, "You ready? You should stretch some first since older people can pull muscles." He grinned.
Jeannie glared at her son, "I'd watch what you say, you are about to get your ass kicked by this old lady." She said as she began going through a series of stretching exercises.
