Part One
Michael and Sara were college sweethearts. After they graduated, Michael went on to Yale law school. Sara accepted Michael’s proposal of marriage and, while they couldn’t marry right away, they set up home in New Haven and Sara began to teach elementary education just outside the city. They planned to marry as soon as Michael graduated from law school. Sara had it all planned in her mind. They’d buy a small house, raise a family, and live happily ever after.
It worked out just as Sara planned. They married when Michael graduated from law school. At the top of his class, he was offered a job at a top firm in New York City. They bought a small house in the suburbs of Westchester. They had a beautiful son they named Scott, and everything was just as Sara planned, and as Michael wanted it, too. They seemed to have a perfect marriage and loved everything that life had to offer them.
The years past quickly, and Michael in time became one of the partners of the firm. The money was good, Sara was enjoying her life in the community and Scott had grown into a responsible and very athletic teenager. Scott shared the good looks of his mother and father.
Scott was involved in a great many sports. Sara made it to all of his games, which Scott enjoyed. He was very close to his mother. However, Michael saw less and less of the family and often stayed at the firm’s apartment in Manhattan… that is until Sara found out she had breast cancer.
How quickly Michael realized the years he wasted and regretted the times he lost with the woman of his life and his beautiful son. Michael was determined to make that up to his son, somehow. Sara was all too clear on her position with Scott and all he needed. She had Michael promise her that he’d look after Scott and not stay away from home as much as he had all these years at the firm. Sara also didn’t blame Michael for the time they lost together. She knew he was a good man and did what he thought was best for everyone.
“Michael, do you remember Bonnie Baker?” Sara asked
“Sure, Sara… she worked at the school with you, didn’t she?”
“Well, she did Michael but she lost her husband a few years back. She left school and is tutoring at home, not too far from here”
“What made you bring that up, Sara?”
Sara hesitated only a brief moment. “Ah, Michael. When I’m gone, you’ll have enough to do with work and Scott, and he’s not a child anymore but he’ll still need a Mother’s figure around here”
“Sara, that’s ENOUGH” Michael barked.
“Michael, wait.” Sara reached for his hand. Taking his hand she had Michael sit by her side. Sometimes he seemed like a little boy.
“The time will be upon us soon, Michael we’re all too aware of the circumstances.”
Michael went to speak and Sara quickly held her fingertips to his loving lips.
“Michael, maybe they’ll be a miracle, ok? but maybe there won’t be.” Not giving him a chance to comment, she continued. “Bonnie and I have spoken at length about Scott. She’s a good woman, Michael, and she could be a nanny to Scott. She has no children of her own and always wanted them. Michael, she’s had a shattered life, she lives alone in a small apartment.
“I can do this myself.” Michael finally protested.
“Michael be practical, we have the guest quarters in the back of the house. It can be a new start for Bonnie and a chance for Scott to have a good and loving woman in the house.”
Michael hated to face the horrible facts that Sara would soon be out of their lives forever.
“Michael, promise me one thing, promise me that when I leave this life, you will not turn her away if Bonnie stops by to help you or Scott.”
There was a slight hesitation and still no response from Michael. He simply sat there with his head down. Sara took his sculptured face in both her hands, raised it and looked in his eyes. Her own eyes filled with tears.
“Michael…” before she could finish he answered with his eyes closing, “Yessss, Sara, I promise.”
Soon Sara was having Bonnie visit the house. As far as Scott knew, Bonnie was there to help his mother. Bonnie was striking in appearance, as was Sara. They were both tall women. Before Sara became ill, she was in splendid shape. She worked out regularly. Both Michael and Scott admired how Sara carried herself. She found it effortless to stay at her ideal weight. She had long blonde hair and incredible blue eyes. Her skin was as flawless and smooth as silk. Sara could have modeled easily. She had a way about her that made men turn their heads everywhere she went. Her lips were full and the brightest smile Michael had ever known. He also found her kisses and passion with him intoxicating.
Bonnie and Michael became fast friends. Michael hadn’t looked at another woman since meeting Sara, yet now he found himself looking more and more in Bonnie’s direction when she came to visit. It was easy to see why Sara and she were great friends. They were alike in so many ways. Michael quickly found out that Bonnie had Sara’s keen sense of humor as well as her physical beauty. She had long dark hair to her waist and rich hazelnut brown eyes. As for her age, she and Sara were both just shy of 43.
“How could he possibly be attracted to another woman, especially now,” he thought to himself.
In addition to Sara’s breast cancer, she had a small cell lung cancer, the worse kind. Within a short time, the cancer had spread to Sara’s brain as well. The morning of the New Year, Sara looked from her bedroom window and saw the snow falling lightly on the pond in front of their home. She smiled at Michael sleeping peacefully in their bed. She thought of Scott as he was in the middle of his Junior year of High School and was sure what a great man he’d grow up to be. Like his father. Later that same day cancer took her and she was gone forever but certainly not in the hearts of her family.
Bonnie drove down the scenic street to Sara and Michael’s house. She pictured Michael and Scott as they sat in this house, both of these men broken. It’s only been a few weeks since Sara past. Bonnie walked up the driveway nervously and rang the doorbell.
“Bonnie please, come in,” Michael said. “Please come into the den, I was just making a drink, care to join me?”
“Michael, I’ll wait on that for a moment, ok?
“Sure, Bonnie. Ah, is everything ok?”
As Michael took to his gin and tonic, Bonnie took a deep breath and looked in Michael’s tired eyes. His English heritage showed in his powder-blue eyes but looked more Italian with his olive skin and deep tan. Michael wasn’t a stranger to the gym. Like Sara, he kept his 6′ tall frame in great shape.
“This might not be the right time to talk about this, Michael, but perhaps it’s the only time I’ll have the strength to bring it up.”
Michael was sure he knew what she had to say, and let her continue.
“Michael, I’m aware that Sara pointed out to you that I could be here for both you and Scott, but Michael this is really about Scott.” Michael simply nodded in agreement.
Bonnie continued. “WELL, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, or…”
Michael decided it was time to interrupt. He could see that Bonnie was becoming more and more uncomfortable and he didn’t want her to go through any more than they’ve already been through.
“Bonnie, please…” His voice was shaking slightly as he continued, taking a breath first and fighting to hold back the tears. “My boy and I both need you here with us. We’d be happy for you to make this your home, Bonnie”
Tears began to touch both their cheeks. They embraced slowly and held each other for some time. A simple embrace, that for them, stopped time and space for a moment. They’d been through such great pain. Scott walked into the den where his father and Bonnie were holding each other and weeping.
“Dad? Bonnie? Are you alright?”
Michael turned toward his son and quickly responded, “Bonnie will be moving in the guest house.”
Part Two
Scott had a good healthy relationship with Bonnie. No one could replace the memory or love of his mother, but he enjoyed that she was there and she quickly became part of the family. Time passed quickly. Scott kept up his grades as well as his athletics. He was now the captain of his football varsity team in his senior year in High School. Scott was 18 and hardly a boy. He grew into manhood and took after his father in many ways. Michael had great plans for his son and wanted him to continue his education, get a law degree and join him at the firm.
Scott had quickly become a target for the girls at school. He could pass for a man a few years older than himself. The girls at school, however, seemed too immature to him. He enjoyed being home with his family. Bonnie reminded Scott of his mother in many ways. As he was maturing, he also took more notice of Bonnie.
In time, Scott became very attentive to Bonnie. She noticed his “schoolboy” crush on her and so did Michael. Both Bonnie and Michael were very sensitive to Scott’s feelings and never teased him about his infatuation with Bonnie. One evening after work Michael came to Scott’s room with something that had been on his mind for some time.
“Scott, can I come in?” Michael said.
“Sure Dad, the door is open.”
“Hey Scott, how’s things at school and around here with Bonnie?”
“Ahhh, they’re fine, Dad…grades are good and Bonnie takes good care of everything else, including us, right Dad?”
“Ah, yeah…Bonnie does take care of things, Scott and ah…that’s, what I want to talk to you about.”
“She’s not leaving, is she Dad?” Scott asks nervously.
“No Scott, just the opposite… She loves it here, and Scott… well… she and I really have a lot in common and honestly, we want to date and we’re concerned how you might feel about that.”
There was a long painful pause between them. Scott felt a slight amount of jealousy but he also was relieved that Bonnie was staying at the house. He felt there was no one better for his Dad to date than Bonnie. Scott was mature beyond his years and knew it was only a matter of time before his Dad would want to be with a woman again. He had no doubts how much his father loved his mom, but he knew he had to move on, too.
“Scott, are you ok about this?” Michael asked.
“Dad, because it’s Bonnie I am ok with it, I feel like she’s part of the family.”
Michael was relieved and surprised that things went as well as they did with Scott.
“Scott, I think Bonnie’s cooking something up special tonight, so I’ll see you downstairs in a bit, right?” Michael said smiling.
The three of them enjoyed a pot roast dinner that Scott especially liked and now Michael and Bonnie sat together like Scott remembered seeing his Mom with his Dad, all too long ago. It was still a painful reminder of the loss of his mother but he had to think about things as they are now.
The following morning Scott went to Bonnie’s room to pick up some software she left for him. While he was there, he looked around and took notice of everything in the room. The scent of her perfume was still lingering there from when she left moments before. He came across a pair of her panties on the floor in the bathroom. He was sure this find was not intentional on Bonnie’s part. He found himself growing hard, staring at the bikini black satin on the floor. He’d learned about the joy of masturbation some time ago, and often during these times, his thoughts came to Bonnie.
He reached down and picked up the delicate material from the floor. He held them to his face. “How soft,” he thought out loud. He quickly found the crotch of the panties and closed his eyes as he held them against his mouth and nose. He didn’t want to wait another moment. He took out his cock and masturbated. The entire time he stroked his hard cock he held the panties to his face as if his life depended on it. His body wavered on the cold tile floor of Bonnie’s bathroom. As quickly as it seemed to start, he blew his load all over his hand and almost shook till he fell. He tried the best he could to put the panties back exactly as they were on the floor.
After that day, his awareness of Bonnie was even more evident. He became playful with her and, surprising as this was to Bonnie, she derived great pleasure from his youthful attention. She was quite aware that he was now a man and a very attractive man at that. She knew better than to ever cross a line, after all, he’s the son of the man she loves.
After Scott finished his last year of high school, Michael and Bonnie married leaving the guest quarters vacant again. Scott only wanted the best for both of them. He wished that Bonnie could be his but he also knew he wasn’t ready for any woman right now. He planned his first two years of college to be at home. He still wasn’t ready to leave the nest and neither is Dad or Bonnie wanted that, either.
“Scott, the guest quarters would be a good place for you now”
“Yeah, DAD?” Scott said with excitement.
“Sure, and it will give you a chance for a little more privacy. You’re a man now, and need to have a place of your own, more or less.”
Scott couldn’t picture being too far from Bonnie but he did move into the guest quarters and enjoyed the privacy. He could also see across into his parent’s room and he waited often to catch Bonnie undressing. He would catch her at times undressing by the bed that was right by the window. He once was lucky and caught his father making love to his new bride. He watched as he kissed her and put his hands in her hair. He’d pull her gently by her hair and pulling her head back he’d bite her neck.
“Never knew Dad was a VAMPIRE,” he thought to himself laughing out loud.
He’d watch as Bonnie would drop to her knees and take his father’s cock in her mouth and suck it for all she was worth. This was one department that his father did not have in common with Scott. Though Michael’s cock was of average size and girth, it didn’t compare to Scott’s raging 8 thick inches. Scott stroked his hard meat as he enjoyed watching Bonnie swallow his father’s load.
Scott couldn’t stop thinking about Bonnie and wasn’t sure he wanted to. He felt guilty about it, but just felt it was beyond his control. Something happened shortly after that night that changed things forever at their house. After returning from a show and dinner in Manhattan one late night, Michael noticed that Scott’s lights were still on. Both he and Bonnie knew that Scott had a big day at school the next day and both walked over to the guest quarters to see if he were ok.
They were both startled to see Scott lying in bed naked with one hand wrapped firmly around his massive cock. More startling was the fact that Scott, held a pair of Bonnie’s panties in his other hand, a pair she wore earlier that day and now they pressed against his face. Scott was oblivious that both his parents were a few feet away. He was panting while licking the crotch of her panties and taking in Bonnie’s scent. Scott was furiously stroking his cock, he was arching his back slightly from the bed as if he was fucking her and suddenly he grunted and moaned her name loudly, “BOnnnnnnnnnie, yesssssss, fuck meeeeeeeee”
He came and this also caused Bonnie to gasp out loud, as she watched his sperm shooting high in the air above him. Scott realized too late and foolishly he quickly tried to hide the evidence. He dropped the panties behind the bed and turned away from his parents in shame. Michael for a moment was motionless. Bonnie slowly turned to leave the room. Michael found himself stopping her.
“Wait, Baby don’t leave,” Michael said softly taking her hand.
While Scott was still panting, Michael walked slowly toward his son, with Bonnie in hand. He took a chair by the bed and had Bonnie sit down. She was shaking and she also was amazed how excited she was.
“God, what a specimen of a man,” Bonnie thought while her eyes were fixed on Scott’s muscular, sweaty body.
“Scott, we understand,” Michael said.
With that, Bonnie looked shocked in Michael’s direction and found herself getting wet. She also found herself pressing her legs together as the heat and excitement continued to build.
“What’s going on here, Michael?” Bonnie asked in disbelief.
“Be patient, my love?” Michael said with a nervous smile.
“Scott, is this the first time you’ve held Bonnie’s panties to your face when you masturbated?” his father asked.
Scott simply nodded to the affirmative.
Michael leaned over at this point to Bonnie and whispered in her ear, “Trust me Bonnie, and don’t resist me.”
“Scott, have you held these panties to your face as well” and with that, Michael lifted the hem of Bonnie’s skirt.
Bonnie, in a knee jerk reaction, began to resist Michael with her hands to his. He gently removed her hand and asked his son again.
“Well Scott, have you…