“Dude, where is your hot mom?” William asked.
“Dude, that is my mom you are talking about,” Jason said annoyed.
“I know, but she gets me so hard,” William stated. “Look what I found, it looks just like her.” Cherry could hear pages flipping and without being able to help it her body was tingling at what William was saying.
“Here it is,” William said.
“Knock it off and put that thing away. My mom could come around the corner any minute. Let's go for our run. Remember you are going to come back here so you can spend the night. You do not mind hanging out, while I meet Julie in the park, do you?” Jason said, gruffly at first.
“Oh, I do not mind at all, since I might get to hang out with the best looking mom on the block,” William said excitedly.
“Do not make me punch you,” Jason said. “Let's go.”
When Cherry heard the front door close, she came out of her room, with the empty basket in hand. She again went to her son's room and began picking up clothes. Her body still tingling, she shook her head trying to clear the thoughts of her son's best friend out of her head. She finished picking up the clothes and decided to pick up some papers.
Cherry sighed and began to collect the papers on the floor. She made her way to the desk, picking up papers along the way. She got to the desk and saw a magazine sticking out of the backpack that was leaning against one of the legs. Must be William's bag for his overnight stay. Curiosity got the better of her, she pulled the magazine out slowly.
She gasped when her face seemed to stare back at her from the cover. As she began to move through the pages, each face that looked up at her had her silky brown hair and dark brown eyes. Most had her olive skin tone, all the way down their naked bodies. Some where bigger, thinner, or older than her 42 years old and 44-38-44 body, depending on the page. There was one page that was dog eared, clearly William's go to page. He was right, it looked exactly like her, including her body type.
She sat on her son's bed and slipped her hand inside her robe. She thought of William's young hard body and touched her damp pussy. Since her divorce a couple of years ago, no one she dated had made her as damp as her son's best friend had after just a few words and looking through his dirty magazine. She felt the tension in her shoulders and headache beginning behind her eyes. The magazine dropped from her hands and she got up off the bed, covering her eyes. She was done and just wanted to shut her mind off. She left Jason's room without looking back.
She made her way down the hall and into the kitchen. Once there, she got out the biggest wine glass she could find and filled it with her favorite red wine. She quickly emptied the glass and filled it again. She took a deep breath and took a long slow sip. She spotted the bubbling hot tub, remembering she was going to soak while the clothes were washing. Forgetting the laundry, she took a few steps and dropped her robe on the kitchen floor, revealing a cherry-red bikini. It showed off her 44 DD tits, round ass and thick thighs. She grabbed the glass and the bottle and made her way to the hot tub. Placing the glass and bottle on the edge of the tub, she then sank her voluptuous body into the warm water. She let the bubbles envelop her and closed her eyes.
William peeked over the fence, thirty minutes later after his run with Jason. He stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of the robe on the floor. His cock began to stiffen in his blue nylon shorts at the thought of what his friend's mom might be wearing now. He then spotted the nearly empty wine glass and bottle by the hot tub on the patio. He could just barely see the top of her head over the edge of the tub. His mind went instantly to his favorite cherry red bikini that he had caught her in last month. He adjusted his cock and quickly, quietly unlatched the gate and slipped in unseen.
He made his way into the kitchen and looked for another bottle of wine. While he was looking he saw a little movement out of the corner of his eye, but thankfully she was not getting out of the tub. Once he located the bottle, he filled a glass and took a swig for courage.
"I brought you some more wine, Ms. Griswold," he said as he entered the patio. He had his glass in one hand and the bottle in the other. He was pleased to see his favorite bikini on her sexy body. It did not seem possible but he got harder at the sight of her bikini-clad body.
Cherry looked at him. Oh God, she thought, he looked even sexier with the sweat still glowing on his runner's body. She had to look twice to verify that she could see his rock hard cock outlined through his skimpy shorts. She nodded her head, not trusting her voice. He pored her another full glass and put the bottle next to the other. He took another deep draw of his glass as she did the same.
"Mind if I join you, Ms. Griswold? I need to relax my muscles after my run," he asked.