I rolled out of bed fairly early, even though there was no real reason to. I wouldn’t be starting university until September, just before my nineteenth birthday, so I could have slept in if I wanted to.
Dad had died in a car accident caused by a drunk driver when I was eight; his name was Jack. Mum was an accountant. Our house was on the South Coast of England. Our house had beautiful sea views, we also had a pool. When I was younger, I did a lot of swimming.
I’d been the man of the house ever since Dad died. I took the job seriously. It meant that I had little time for friends or being a kid. I had a few girls kissing and touching, but as yet, I’d never got to the good bit with any girls.
The increasing load of jobs that I was doing let mum concentrate on working and keeping us financially secure.
Mum and I had breakfast, then we drove into the city to pick up the books that I needed for university. Mum was also going to buy me some clothes. It was after one when we had finished with everything. Mum said,” Jack, I’m so glad that we have got everything. I have heard about a new steakhouse that has opened; would you like a steak on the way home?”
“I would love that mum, thanks for buying me my books and the lovely clothes. I will of the best dressed at college.”
We chatted over our steaks about the books and clothes; me going to university, and many things while we ate, then stayed for quite a while after we finished.
I said, “I need to use the bathroom before we go.”
“I probably should, too. I’ll meet you by the front door.”
I walked to the bathroom, and another guy fell into step behind me. We were both washing our hands when he asked out of the blue, “You fucking her yet?”
I looked at him and asked, “What?”
“That Milf that you’re with. She has some tits on her, and the way she’s pushing them out at you tells me she wants your cock. She looked like she was about to eat you up.” He walked over to wash his hands. “If you’re not fucking her yet, you’d better get onto it. She’s cock-hungry, and she’s probably not going to wait around much longer.”
“Okay,” I said.
“Was involved with a Milf like her once. Fucking outstanding. They can’t get enough. Too bad she was married, and her husband caught us. Fuck her. She wants and needs you.”
He walked out after giving me a thumbs-up, leaving me more than a little confused. I shook it off, dried my hands, and headed back out. Mum had left the table, so I went and waited for her at the front door as she’d asked. I couldn’t believe what the guy had said. Was he being serious? He looked like an intelligent man. The car he was driving was a Mercedes. I don’t think he knew I was having a meal with my mum.
Mum walked out of the steakhouse. I held the door open for her, her tits looked massive, and she pushed them out for me. We walked to the car, and I drove us home. Mum had some work to do, so I went to my room and worked on a new game I was making. Mum made supper. Then we watched a film on Netflix. Mum was friendly and chatty. The film was crap. We said good night and went to our bedrooms.
The next morning was beautiful. I decided I wanted a swim. I put on my swimming trunks and went downstairs.
“Morning, Mom,” I said as I came down the stairs to find her sitting at the kitchen table doing something on her smartphone.
“Morning, I’ve already had breakfast, but I’ll make yours now? Going for a swim?”
“Where do you think I’m going dressed like this?”
“If you’re going to be cheeky to me, at least come here and give me a kiss.”
Smiling, I walked over and gave her a peck on the cheek. Mum pulled me closer to her. I could feel the weight of her massive tits on my chest. I said, “You smell great, mum.”
“Thank you. I like this perfume too. I’ll wear it for you. Have you skimmed the pool yet this morning?” Mum asked as I walked toward the hallway.
“I’ll get it and check the filters and all the other things.”
“You don’t have to do all that. But, you know, I’m going to have to get used to looking after things around here.”
“I’m only going to be forty minutes away when I go to University.” I turned and headed down the hallway to the sliding glass doors at the back of the house with that.
I took the skimmer and used that first, even though only a few odd bugs and a single leaf were floating on the surface. After that, it didn’t take long to do the rest of the pool.
A dive into the blissfully cool waters was a terrific feeling. I swam laps for a while and then lay on a lounger beside the pool.
“Well, what do you think?”
I couldn’t think at first, let alone answer. I’d never seen Mom is anything but a one-piece swimsuit, so the sight of her in a white bikini with her massive tits spilling out of the top of her bikini plus the tight-fitting bottom showed her gorgeous Camel’s Toe to perfection.
Mum had always worked out, but having the space to set up a room for it in the house, she’d picked up her sports, and it showed. Though never obese, she’d dropped a couple of dress sizes over the winter and spring. I’d already noticed, but there was no way to miss it with so much of her body on display.
The top strained to contain her massive tits, which looked even more prominent now that she had toned the rest of her figure. Though her tummy wasn’t flat, she had slimmed a lot, and there were only a few faint stretch marks. The bottoms hugged her hips, leaving her long, smooth, beautiful legs bare.
“You have a gorgeous body, mum; I’ve never seen you in a bikini before, and I like what I see.”
A big smile appeared on her mouth. “Really? I’m not too flabby?” She laid a hand over her stomach. “Or saggy?” Her hand moved to her left tit.
“No, it looks great on you. I can tell you’ve been working out. I wasn’t expecting it.”
“I almost believe you.” She walked over toward me. “Mind if I join you?”
Realising to my shame that I was about half hard and my dripping swim trunks would not do much to hide it, I quickly said, “I was just going to take one more swim, then go back in. See if anybody is online looking for a game.”
“I swear, you live on that computer.” She shook her head and laughed. “So much like your father. Go on then. It’s hot.”
I dived in and made sure I was facing away from her when I popped up on the other side. As soon as she dived, I hurried to the door to grab a towel from the shelf inside, letting it fall in front of me for cover. I glanced back to see her slicking the water out of her hair. Streams of water cascaded down her body and into her cleavage, plainly visible at the surface.
I passed the halfway mark at that point.
Trying, unsuccessfully, to shake the image out of my mind’s eye, I dried off and then got to the safety of my room and the online world.
I’d been online for a couple of hours when I heard a knock on the door. “Yeah?”
Mom opened the door and peeked in. “You didn’t have any breakfast. Are you hungry?”
“Yes,” I admitted, as I had just been thinking about going downstairs and making some bacon and eggs.
“I’m craving a Full English Breakfast.”
She rolled her eyes. “Okay, I’ll get busy downstairs and call you when it’s ready.”
Fifteen minutes later, mum called me for breakfast. It was delicious; mum was eating the same. She loved it but said, “This is not helping my figure.”
She sat down next to me. A chill ran up my spine when she moaned with the first bite. “Oh, I’m so going to regret this, but it’s so good.”
“Don’t get too used to that eating like this,” she teased as I finished. “Before you know it, you’ll be old like me and have to run for half the day just to keep your shape.”
“You’re not old, Mom.”
“You’re sweet,” she said and flashed me a brilliant smile before kissing me on the cheek.
We spent the day at the pool; I was now sure mum was flirting with me. The sun shone all day. They both applied sun cream to the other. Mum’s touch felt so good. They sunbathed, then swam. The day flew past.
After six in the evening, mum made dinner as I tidied around the pool. The meal was fantastic. I sat with mum in the lounge watching television for an hour, then went to my room to see what was happening.
Mom knocked on my open door. Trying to ignore how good she looked in her satiny nightgown, I said, “Hi, Mom?”
“I just wanted to let you know that I’m going to do some shopping and take my car in to have it checked. So, I probably won’t be here when you wake up. But I will be back around ten.”
“Okay.”
“Just wanted to let you know. Good night, darling. I loved spending time with you today.”
“I did to mum. Will you wear your bikini again tomorrow?”
Mum smiled a mischievous smile, then said, “I can if you want me to. I have another one which is slightly smaller than I could wear, but I would be worried if my tits would pop out of the top.”
I cheekily said, “Mum, don’t worry about that. We can swim nude. The pool is secluded. Nobody can see what we are wearing?”
Mum was thinking, then said, “If it’s a hot day, then I could go topless, but you would have to put my sunscreen on when I’m sunbathing?”
My cock was stiffening. I was sure mum was naked under her nightgown. I replied, “Mum, I would love to apply your sunscreen to you. I hope it is a hot day.”
Mum kissed me on the cheek and left. I flicked through the pages of one of the many porn video sites I visited until one of the preview images caught my eye. The woman in the video was older, with short blonde hair and large breasts, and she was going at it with a young guy. It was precisely the sort of video that got me off. I pulled out a box of tissues and plugged in my headphones, then clicked on the video.
It started with a point of view, showing him jerking off while looking at a porn magazine. Then, only a few seconds in, a door on the other side of the room opened, and the woman walked in, wearing a see-through negligee.
My eyes widened, and I sucked in a hard breath when the guy in the video covered up and said, “Mom, you’re supposed to knock.”
The woman apologised and then sauntered over to the bed. They bantered back and forth with some bad things about how it was bigger than Daddy’s until the woman moved the guy’s hands and said, “Why don’t you let Mommy help?”