“Mom?” The voice coming from down the hallway outside her bedroom drifted through the euphoria and into her head. “Mom, I’m leaving now. I’ll see you later. Love you!”
Julia’s breathing was still labored as she called out a reply, not really caring if it was heard, another wave of pleasure making her eyes flutter and a soft moan drift from her lips.
She listened as her son’s footsteps grew fainter on the stairs, then there was a pause before she heard the front door slam. In the distance she heard a car engine start and she pictured Michael reversing off the drive and onto the quiet suburban street.
Slowly Julia opened her eyes, blinking away the blur in her vision, the clean, crisp sheets crumpled around her as a result of her early morning climax. She slid the vibrator from inside her, her legs straightening onto the cool sheets.
Across the room an open window let in a soft breeze, the sheer net curtains billowing gently into the room. As her fingers released her now softening nipple, she looked at the white vibrator in her fingers. There was no doubt that it had been a great purchase but it still didn’t go far enough to replace the real thing. She missed sex. She missed the feel of skin on skin, the weight of a man on top of her, pressing her into the bed as she gave herself over to him, wrapping her legs around thick thighs as a hard on filled her.
Her nipples began to stiffen again as she pictured a faceless male, taking her, pulling her onto him as she rode him, moaning, grinding, fucking. Julia shook her head, and opened her eyes again. Reaching into the drawer next to her bed she took a wet wipe from the pack inside, carefully wiping over the plastic shaft before dropping it into the drawer and pushing it closed.
Stepping off the bed, she padded across the room, stopping to look in the full length mirror. At forty years old she was still in good shape and very attractive, her appearance often garnering compliments from her friends and the occasional stranger, and although she never acted upon their advances she still liked the thought that both men and women alike found her attractive.
Her skin was smooth and clear, her face showing very few lines or blemishes. Daily home workouts and two yoga classes a week kept her stomach flat and her butt firm and high. Her wavy, shoulder length blonde hair gave way to the curve of her firm breasts; the part of her which had, in her opinion, needed a little extra help in the form of cosmetic assistance. After having her son early at only twenty two and her husband leaving a few years later she had decided that perhaps her appearance could do with a little help, and so, at the age of thirty three she had opted for breast augmentation, and as a result her 34B breasts had increased to a firm D cup.
At the time her friends had been very supportive of her decision, even looking after her son while she was in the hospital. At first the pain of the surgery had made her wonder if the procedure had been worth it, but once she had healed she loved her new look and it had given her a great excuse to go out and indulge her love of cute, sexy lingerie, enjoying looking at herself in dressing room mirrors as she tried on new bras. She had even had a couple of compliments from the female sales assistants who had measured her and helped her find sizes. One sales girl had even stared a little too long at her breasts when she had walked into the changing room as Julia was changing.
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” the young assistant had said, her cheeks flushing as she realized she was staring. “It’s just that you have really nice breasts. Not that I’m into breasts like that,” she continued, stuttering a little. “It’s just that they’re very nice.”
Not wanting to put the young girl under any more pressure and actually feeling flattered that a girl 10 years younger than her was impressed with her body Julia cut her some slack.
“Thank you,” she’d replied, plucking up the courage to give her breasts a little lift and push together for added effect. “I’m glad you like them, I’m very pleased with them too.”
Even now, eight years on, her friends would make reference to the situation whenever she wore a low cut top or a push up bra. “Nice tits, Julia,” or, “Boobs are looking good today, girl.”
Smiling at the though Julia ran her hand down over her flat stomach until she reached her pussy, brushing her hand over her bare mound and down to her lips. Even though she had no man to be smooth for, she still had regular laser and waxing treatments, the sight of her nude pussy and the softness of her skin beneath her fingers turning her on. Satisfied at what she saw in the mirror, or as satisfied as anyone could be from their own reflection, she stepped into her bathroom and turned on the shower.
Julia pulled her SUV into a diagonal parking spaces on the wide street and, shutting off the engine, she got out into the sun. As the morning had moved on the temperature had increased and she was starting to regret putting on her skinny jeans and knee length boots, but the jeans made her ass look good and she liked that feeling. To add to her casual, busy single mom look she had worn a plain white t-shirt with a v-neck that showed off but didn’t display her cleavage.
Owning an online travel company not only afforded Julia the income to own and maintain her large four bed house with it’s big backyard and swimming pool, but also gave her time to run errands and meet friends for coffee or lunch. But today she had no plans to spend time with anyone; once she had picked up her dry cleaning and had been to the post office her plan was to return home, slip into her favorite and smallest swim suit and spend some time in the garden. And if the level of arousal she was currently experiencing continued, she had no doubt that another date with her little plastic friend would occur, although, having the house to herself she would not be required to retire to her bedroom for her afternoon of indulgence.
Putting on her aviator sunglasses, Julia stepped out from the cool of the air conditioned dry cleaners, her business suit in its protective sleeve draped over her arm. She looked at her watch, it was still only 10:30 am and she had finished her errands. Turning back in the direction of her car she heard her name being called. For a moment she was unable to see who was trying to get her attention but the fact the it was a male voice and they were calling her Ms. Wilkinson she knew it wasn’t one of her friends. Looking around she heard the voice again.
“Ms. Wilkinson!”
Looking around, Julia recognized Josh, her son’s best friend, waving at her from the other side of the street. She waved back. Julia liked Josh, as he and Michael had been friends since middle school and spent most of their weekends together. Which meant that Josh was usually at Julia’s house from Friday evening until Sunday afternoon.
She watched as Josh stepped into the street, waiting for a couple of cars to pass before jogging over to her. Josh was a good looking young man, tall and slim with nice shoulders and a strong jaw, but being her son’s friend she had never really seen him as anything other than a boy who was growing into a man.
Josh had turned eighteen a couple of months after Michael and she had allowed them to have a few friends around for a joint birthday cook out. She had supplied the food and a few drinks and then made herself scarce for the evening, having a nice dinner and a few drinks with her friend Susanna. Susanna was beautiful and her husband was good looking and successful and although she felt no real jealousy, Julia did envy her friend and their sex life, a topic their conversation invariably turned around to whenever they got together.
When she had returned home that evening she was a little tipsy which meant that she was less aware of Michael, Josh and their friends also being a little drunk. She was also very horny. So she had said her hellos to the boys and then excused herself, heading for her bedroom where she had teased herself to a quiet but powerful orgasm, the sound of the boy’s laughter drifting up from the decking below her window. Being a little drunk she had let her mind wander, wondering what Josh and the other boys would think if they knew their friend’s mom was naked, only a few feet away, fingering herself until she came, her body shuddering as she heard their laughs and muted conversation.
Julia’s mind drifted back to the present as Josh reached the curb.
“Hey, Ms. Wilkinson. How are you?”
Josh knew full well that her name was Julia and even though she had never told him not to use her first name, he still chose to call her Ms. Wilkinson.
“Hey, Joshua. I’m good, how are you?”
Josh shrugged. “Yeah, I’m okay,” he replied. “But I’m bored. Michael still has one more class to finish up at school but I didn’t take that subject so I’m done for the summer.” Josh looked at Julia as she nodded, smiling. “Uh, but you already know that, what with you being Michael’s mom and all,” he said, feeling a little foolish.
“Don’t worry,” Julia said, nodding. “Today is his last day and then you guys will have three months of fun.” She paused. “Wait, what about that cute little cheerleader you were dating?” She said, tilting her head, looking at Josh. “Why aren’t you having some fun with her?”
“Uh, we’re not together anymore,” he replied, looking at the floor.
“Oh, honey, I’m sorry ” Julia said, touching his arm. “What happened?”
Josh paused for a moment, obviously a little embarrassed. “Well, she was a year younger than me and I felt like I was, y’know, ready, but she wasn’t in the same place.” He looked at Julia, “I don’t mean I did anything to upset her or piss her off. I was happy to wait until she was ready but I was worried that she might, y’know, sleep with me when she wasn’t really ready and I didn’t want that. And because I’m going off to college in the fall we decided that we should break up so that she could spend the summer with her friends and maybe meet someone who won’t be moving across the state in a few months.”
Julia reached out and touched Josh’s arm again. “Oh, honey,” she said, “that is really sweet. I’m so glad you dealt with the issue in such a mature way.”
Josh nodded and shrugged again. “I guess, but I do kinda miss her. We still talk and text now and then but nothing else. Like I said, I think she was a little young for me, but I’m glad we’re still friends.”
Julia smiled at his shyness and candor. “So what are you going to do for the rest of the day?” She asked. “Can I drop you somewhere?”
“I don’t really have anything to do,” Josh replied. “My mom asked me to come into town to get some keys cut and I even left my car at home to string it out, but I’m done already so I might just walk home.”
“Well I can drop you if you’d like,” Julia replied. “And Michael will be home around four o’clock so you know you’re welcome to come back over this evening.”
“Thanks, Ms. Wilkinson,” Josh replied. “That would be great. Actually, I left my headphones at your house so could I pick them up on the way through. I can listen to my music this afternoon without my mom getting mad at me.”
“Of course we can, honey,” Julia replied. “I’m parked just down the street.”
“Thanks, Ms. Wilkinson,” Josh said, reaching out and taking her dry cleaning.
As Julia drove they chatted about school and as she pulled into her neighborhood the conversation turned to Josh’s love life.
“So earlier you said that you felt you were ready with the cheerleader. Does that mean you’re still a virgin?” She knew she shouldn’t really be talking about such things to her friend’s son, but he had seemed so shy she found herself wanting to know.
Josh stared out the windshield, considering his response. “Yeah, I guess,” he replied eventually.
Not wanting to add to his embarrassment, Julia just nodded but Josh seemed a little worried.
“What’s wrong, Joshua? It’s nothing to be embarrassed about, it’ll happen,” she said kindly.
“No, I know,” Josh replied. “It’s just that….”
“What?” Julia asked.
“Well, I’m just worried that if I meet someone at college and I’m still a virgin, well, what if I lose her because I’m not very good at it?”
Julia smiled in that way mom’s smile when they’ve had similar worries which now seem quite trivial.
“Joshua, you’ll both be young and, hopefully, she won’t be much more experienced than you so you’ll learn together. Stop worrying.”
“I guess,” he replied, not wanting to make eye contact with his best friend’s hot mom during a conversation about sex. “That’s what I want.”
Pulling onto the driveway, Julia shut off the engine and they both got down from the car. She turned the key in her front door and stepped in from the warm early summer sun to the cool of the air conditioned house.
Turning to Josh she asked, “Do you remember where you left your headphones?”
“Yes, they were in the back yard on the table.”
“Oh, those are yours?” Julia said, “I thought they were Michael’s so I just left them out there. Do you want to get them?”
“Thanks, Ms. Wilkinson,” Josh replied, stepping past her and heading to the glass doors which lead from the kitchen to the back yard.”
“Take your time, honey,” Julia said, “I’m going to take my dry cleaning upstairs then I’ll drop you home.”
Reaching her room, Julia hung her suit it in the closet.
Shaking her head, Julia turned and left the room, heading down the stairs. When she didn’t see Josh waiting for her by the front door she looked out to the kitchen. Through the glass doors she could see Josh, headphones in, sitting on one of the sunbeds, obviously scrolling through the songs on his phone. Despite him only having a few hours of boredom until Michael was home, Julia felt sorry for him. Walking through the kitchen she opened the doors. Josh looked up.
“Joshua,” she said. He pulled the ear buds from his ears. “Since Michael will be home later this afternoon, do you want to wait here? I’ve got some work to do and you’re welcome to use the pool if you want to.”
Josh smiled at her, obviously happy that he wouldn’t have to spend the rest of the day sitting in his room. “That would be great, Ms. Wilkinson. As long as you don’t mind.”
“Of course not, honey. You go to Michael’s room and grab some swimming shorts and I’ll get on with my work. Just be careful in the pool, okay?”
Josh nodded and stepped past Julia, heading through the house and up the stairs. Following him, Julia watched as he walked into her son’s room. Stepping into her own room, she closed the door behind her, feeling a little guilty for telling Josh that she would be working when her real intention was to spend an hour playing with herself. Sitting on her bed, Julia pulled off her boots and slid out of her jeans. Pulling her t-shirt over her head she sat on her bed in just her underwear. Looking over at the drawer which held her vibrator she felt the tingle between her legs and, reaching over, she was about to pull open the drawer when she heard Josh’s voice.
“Ms. Wilkinson?” He said. “I can’t find a towel. If you just point me in the right direction I’m sure I’ll find one. Sorry.”
Julia paused, the thought of talking to her son’s friend while she sat in her lacy bra and panties seemed wrong, particularly considering her current level of arousal and her plans to make herself cum. But it was also exciting and so, slipping one hand inside her panties, feeling the smooth skin of her pussy, she answered him.
“It’s okay, honey, I think they’re in the dryer. I didn’t take them out this morning. Can you find it?”
“Sure thing, Ms. Wilkinson. Thank you.”
Falling back onto her bed, Julia looked over at her drawer again, but the thought of using the plastic toy no longer seemed as inviting and so, with a deep breath she stood up and walked to her chest of drawers. Opening the bottom drawer where she kept her various swim suits, Julia began flipping through. The first bikini she found was the smallest one she owned and the one she only wore when she had the house and yard to herself, as it barley covered her breasts and the bottoms were almost a thong, showing off her firm ass cheeks.
Continuing her search she quickly found another, slightly less revealing bikini. Quickly stripping off her underwear, Julia stepped into the pale pink bikini bottoms and then the top, tying it at the back. From a distance the color gave the appearance of her being nude. Grabbing a towel from her bathroom she made her way down stairs, her heart racing, not really sure where she was planning on going with this but not wanting to give herself the chance to back out.
When she reached the kitchen she could see Josh lying on one the of the sun loungers, ear buds back in, eyes closed, in the shade of the balcony that came from her room above him. Julia slid the door open and stepped through. For a moment she paused, stealing a glance at the good looking, toned eighteen year old boy in front of her. She looked down over his chest, developing nicely as a result of hours of swimming and workouts. Her eyes drifted down to his flat stomach and to the waist band of the borrowed swimming shorts, beneath which, she knew was the one thing she really missed from her short marriage.
Pulling herself away from the view of Josh’s body, Julia took a step back, silently questioning herself over what she was doing. With her heart starting to beat faster she went to turn away and step back into the house, but as she turned her leg bumped the vacant sun lounger, causing it to scrape on the concrete decking. Josh started at the sound, his eyes snapping open.
“Oh, hey, Ms. Wilkinson,” he said, his voice trailing off as he caught sight of Julia’s tight body in the small two piece. “I didn’t realize you were there.” Then realizing he was staring he said, “Did you want to use the pool? I can go inside and watch TV if you’d like to spend some time on your own.”
“No, honey,” Julia replied, surprised at how calm she now was in the face of what she was planning. “You can stay out here. In fact I wanted to talk to you about something.”
“Oh?” Josh said, his eyes wide, his face innocent.
“Yes,” Julia said, lowering herself onto the sun lounger next to Josh’s, bringing her breasts, barely covered in the pink material of her bikini, into his eye line. Josh struggled not to look. “I was thinking about the conversation we had in the car, you know, about you worrying that you would be too inexperienced for the girls you’ll meet at college.”
“Oh that,” Josh said, trying to retain eye contact with Julia.
“And I was also thinking that I haven’t been with a man in, like, forever, so I was thinking that maybe we could help each other out a little.”
Josh looked at her, his eyes still wide, searching her face for signs of a practical joke. But when her face didn’t break into a laugh he managed to find his voice. “I’m not sure what you mean.” He said, his voice wavering a little and Julia was sure that, out of the corner of her eye, she could see the baggy swim shorts moving slightly.
“Well, what I mean is, you feel like you need experience with women. I want to feel something other that my plastic vibrator. So maybe we could solve both our problems.”
Josh’s mouth dropped open. “Do you mean?”
“Exactly,” Julia replied.
“But what about?”
“Michael? Well, I won’t tell if you won’t.”
“So you think you and I could?”
“Yes, Joshua, I think you should make love to me. It’s the best solution I can think of for our problems. You can use me to perfect your technique. I can give you some pointers and I get to feel a man inside me again. Everybody wins. Including those pretty little college girls in the fall. So what do you think?”
“Okay,” Josh spluttered, “I mean I’d really like to, y’know, make love to you, Ms. Wilkinson. Or should I call you Julia?”
“Actually, Joshua” Julia replied, “I think Ms. Wilkinson is sexy so lets keep using that.”
Josh nodded, “Okay, Ms. Wilkinson. Do you want to get started right now?”
“I think that would be a good idea,” Julia replied, “I’ve been horny all morning and I could really use some attention right now. Plus we have the place to our selves until 4 o’clock.”
“Okay,” Josh said, still a little dazed by the sudden turn of events. “Do you want to go inside?”
“No,” Julia said, ignoring the unintentional pun. “I think we should stay out here. The loungers have nice comfortable mattresses and the garden is pretty secluded so the neighbors won’t really be able to see us.”
“Right,” Josh said, starting to sit up.
“It’s okay, honey, why don’t you stay there for a minute,” Julia said, sliding her lounger closer to his.
Reaching out she pulled the draw string on the front of Josh’s borrowed swim shorts, loosening the waist band. Then, sliding her two index fingers inside the elastic, she began to pull them down. In response to her movements Josh lifted his hips off the mattress, allowing the shorts to slide down. Julia lifted the waist band over his now very erect and twitching penis. Josh gave a small gasp as his flesh was suddenly exposed to the air and Julia smiled at his innocence.
Dropping the shorts next to her, Julia moved across to Josh’s sun lounger. “How’re you doing down there?” She asked, looking from his erection to his face.
“I’m good,” Josh replied, his voice a little hoarse.
“You have a very nice penis, Joshua,” Julia said, her eyes returning to his erection.
“Th-thank you,” Josh said, obviously uncertain of how to respond when your best friend’s hot mom compliments you on your cock.
“Would you like to see my breasts?” Julia asked, making eye contact with him again.
Josh nodded, his eyes widening again and his hard on flexing against his stomach.
Julia reached behind her back and pulled at the tie which held her bikini top in place, catching it with her free hand and holding it over her breasts. Josh watched, his eyes transfixed as she slowly lowered her hand, allowing the top to fall away, revealing her firm, suntanned breasts.
“What do you think?” Julia asked, still holding eye contact with Josh but aware, out of the corner of her eye, that his cock had flexed again and pre-cum was starting to form at the tip.
“They’re perfect,” Josh said.
“You can touch if you’d like,” Julia said, resting her hand on Josh’s thigh.
Silently Josh reached out his hand, his fingers slowly approaching her breast until they touched, sending a jolt of excitement through Julia, the sensation strange and yet familiar after years of only feeling her own touch.
“They’re so firm and,” Josh paused, “soft.”
“Thank you,” Julia replied, “you can touch my nipples if you want. That’s what girls really like when you’re touching her boobs. There, that’s your first lesson.”
Without taking his eyes off her breasts, Josh reached out with the other hand, his fingers trailing over her nipples which were already hard with excitement. Julia’s eyes fluttered at his touch and she was pleasantly surprised at how gentle he was. Being an eighteen year old boy she had half expected him to grab at her breasts and begin pushing them together, tweaking her nipples. But instead, he caressed them gently, teasing her stiff buds. Julia sighed.
“Did that hurt?” Josh asked, his fingers lifting slightly.
“No, honey,” Julia replied, smiling. “It feels great. Could you keep doing that?”
Josh relaxed and continued stroking her flesh, producing another sigh from Julia and as she began to lose herself in the feel of his hands on her breasts she slid her hand along Josh’s thigh, towards his erection. Josh gasped as he felt its slow journey, finally taking his eyes off her breasts to watch her hand inching towards his cock. Brushing over his balls, the sensation causing Josh’s body to flinch, Julia gently wrapped her fingers around his erection.
“How does that feel?” She asked as she began to slide her hand slowly along the length of his shaft until she covered the tip and back down again. Josh’s reply was a groan, his fingers stopping their movement on Julia’s breasts.
“Why don’t you lay back and let me take care of you for a moment,” she said, her hand reaching the base of his cock before beginning its journey back towards the tip.
“Okay, Ms. Wilkinson,” Josh said, his head falling back on the lounger, “but you should know that if you keep doing that I think I’m going to, you know.”
“Cum?” Julia asked, raising her eyebrows. “Yeah, that’s the idea.”
“But I thought we were going to, you know, make love,” Josh said, his eyes fixed on Julia’s hand as it began to move a little faster.
“We will, honey,” Julia replied. “But I want you to last when we do. In my experience, being your age, eighteen year old guys don’t last very long,. Especially when they’re new to it. But I also know that they can get hard again pretty fast. So if it’s okay with you, I’m going to give you an oil change real quick here so that you can give me what you’ve got when we get you hard again in a little while.”
Although Josh was listening, he didn’t respond, his eyes flicking from Julia’s hand which was now making faster movements along his penis, to her breasts which were swaying gently in time with her movements.
Catching his glance Julia asked. “Do you want to touch me again?”
Josh nodded, reaching out and stroking her breasts again, his hard on flexing in her hand. Feeling his hands on her breasts again Julia increased the speed on Josh’s cock.
“That’s right, honey,” she said, softly, “play with my tits.”
“Ms. Wilkinson,” Josh groaned and then went silent.
Julia looked down just in time to see his legs flinch and the first shot of cum burst from his cock onto his stomach and chest, the movement of her hand causing it to spray onto her forearm. As her hand reached the base of his cock again another rope of cum shot out, landing on her bare thigh, a couple of drops ending up on her bikini bottoms. Continuing her movements on his shaft, Julia watched Josh’s face for signs of discomfort but as another jet spewed out. Josh said her name again before his body started to relax. Julia’s hand slid down to the base of his cock, holding it upright as the last few drops were squeezed out, running down his shaft and onto her fingers.
