A Stepmother's Lust
Sasha Merin
Copyright 2010 by Sasha Merin
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At a distance he could only marvel at how picturesque his mother appeared standing alone in the courtyard. She wore a white tank top with straps so thin he could barely make them out from a distance, which made the top appear almost magical in how it cascaded about her thin frame. The wind caressed her flesh, pushing and pulling the fabric in chaotic form and with how the light shone through he felt almost hypnotized by it's dance.
Her wavy blonde hair hung slightly past her shoulders and caught the sunlight brilliantly which only reinforced his trance. She wore tight jeans that only served to accentuate her shapely curves and opened up half way down her calves allowing room for the tall pair of brown leather boots. She turned to his approach with a beautiful smile that enraptured his heart.
“Where have you been?” Linda asked as she already moved to embrace him.
“Falling in love all over again,” he replied as he melted into her. “Happens every time I see you.”
Nearly forgetting they were in public he took in a deep breath, her scent reminded him of home. Regretfully he pulled away from the tiny woman in his arms. He felt silly but even that tiny separation pained him.
Linda had found herself with a need to visit Paul on campus on a near weekly basis now. Her husband Rick had lost his job and had seemingly given up on finding a new one choosing instead to lounge about the house all day getting absolutely nothing done. With her new found love for Paul her desire for Rick had all but dried up.
He had grown plump, unshaven, and had given her an even deeper appreciation for the young man standing before her now. He looked so handsome. His hair was kind of tossed but that was how boy's did it these days. A baby blue polo shirt that she was fairly certain had been a gift from her clung tightly to his muscled torso. Sleeves short enough to reveal the strong arms which she spent night after night dreaming of having wrapped around her.
“Are we going to stand out here forever?”
“Steve is gonna be in for another thirty minutes,” he replied. “He missed his morning class.”
Linda merely pouted and glanced around the deserted courtyard. “I suppose we could grab lunch, I ate already but I can make room for a small salad.”
For the last two months they had spent the majority of their time tangled together in Paul's twin sized dorm room bunk bed counting the minutes to the return of his irksome roommate Steve. She had considered helping him pay for his own apartment but she didn't want him to miss out on such a core part of the college experience just so they could spend more time together in bed. She had so many fun memories of her first year in college of dorm life, he deserved the same.
“They feed you well here huh?” She remarked at the large feast Paul had organized on the cafeteria table between them. “It's not all for me you know.”
“I've already eaten hon,” she replied. “I told you that.”
Paul chuckled. “No, leftovers go to Steve. He didn't buy the meal plan this quarter. He's sort of leeching off his friends. So we all get a little extra to throw his way.”
“Oh, I didn't know he was..”
“Poor? Nah, he's just really bad with the money he has. So yeah I guess he's poor today but next quarter he'll be set again.”
“Gambling?” She asked while poking at the salad. She has been thinking of riding her son's cock the entire drive there and she found herself eating a stale salad talking about Paul's roommates financial woes.
“No,” he replied. “He blows through it all on live cam shows. There's this one Asian guy he's majorly crushing on, he spends most of it on him,” Paul laughed. “He's an addict.”
“He's gay?” She asked. She had met him several times and thought she would have noticed.
“Uh, yeah mom.. Totally gay,” Paul said with a grin. “How'd you miss it?”