"It's going to be a hot night." Mary said as he walked back into the
kitchen. "There's a good movie on HBO and I've already turned up the air
conditioner so we can relax and enjoy it."
"Sounds great." A.C. said. "Any popcorn?" he asked, remembering all
the movie nights they'd shared over the years.
"Of course, what would a movie be without it." Mary said as she held up
a microwave popcorn bag.
Back when they were kids they'd took turns making Jiffy-Pop Popcorn on
the range top. Oh well, the price of progress.
They watched the end of some silly comedy and chatted some more. A.C.
was really enjoying himself. This was what he missed in his life, just
having someone to talk to.
"I'm going to get some wine before the movie starts." Mary said as she
got up, "Can I get you anything?"
"Wine would be fine." A.C. said, remembering the tongue lashing the
first time Mary had caught Josh and him after they'd had a few cans of
beer. He guessed he really was an adult after all.
Mary came back fifteen minutes later with a bottle of wine and two
glasses. She'd also taken the opportunity to change into a more
comfortable outfit. She had discarded the dress she'd been wearing and now
wore a oversized T-shirt which stretched down to just above her knees. In
the cool air conditioned environment her thick nipples were clearly evident
beneath the thin material.
Taking a seat next to Mary on the couch, A.C. kept sneaking peaks at
those erect nipples. Unbidden, the memories of the night he had gotten a
very good look at the bountiful breasts beneath filled his mind.
It was July 7th, 1990, a night he would always remember. Josh, Jerry
Wilson and he were camping out in the backyard of Josh's house. Close to
midnight, nature called and A.C. went back in the house to answer.
The first floor bathroom was being fixed so he had to use the one up on
the second floor. Once he got up there, he heard sounds he couldn't
identify coming from Dawn's room. Curious, since Josh had told him his
little sister was spending the week at their grandmother's, A.C. quietly
walked down the hall.
It wasn't until he got to the door of her room that he realized that the
noise was coming from the open door next to Dawn's. Silently, the 16 year
old inched along the door and peeked in from the dark corridor.
The lights in the room were off but there was more than enough
illumination from the streetlights outside for A.C. to get the surprise of
his young life. Mr. Austin was laying on the bed, his hands interlocked
behind his head. He was totally naked and for the first time, A.C. saw an
adult erect cock.
Not that this milestone ever entered his mind. Because at that moment,
Jim Austin's cock was buried in the mouth of his equally naked wife. A.C.
stood mesmerized as he watched Mary Austin's head bob up and down as she
performed a sexual act he had only heard the older guys make jokes about.
Bouncing, as she moved, were breasts larger than the boy had seen in the
Playboy magazines his older brother sometimes let him borrow.
"Shit!" A.C. said under his breath as he carefully retraced his steps,
fearful that they would hear him. His young heart had been racing like a
triphammer and even his breathing seemed exceptionally loud.
The temptation to remain almost overrode his fear of discovery, but good
sense finally prevailed. As he tip toed back towards the bathroom, A.C.
realized that he had a first class hard-on. He'd have to do something
about that before he went back to his friends. The last thing he ever
wanted them to think was that he got that erection from laying next to one
of them.
Sitting in the bathroom with his pants down around his ankles, A.C.
began to gently stroke his cock. Fully erect it wasn't anywhere as large
as Mr. Austin's, but then again he still had a lot of growing to do.
Gently, slowly, he ran his hand up and down his full six inches. It
felt so good. Closing his eyes he imaged what it would be like if he could
change places with Jim Austin. What would it be like to have a woman suck
his cock.
A.C. began to pump furiously as he imagined Mary rubbing those big
boobs against his cock. He could almost feel the warmth of her skin
against his and the even greater heat of her mouth on his boyhood. Already
he could feel a familiar fire growing in his balls. The teen was oblivious
to his surroundings. In his imagination, he was laying in that bed with
Mary.
A.C.'s cock was as hard as it had ever been, his hand a blur of motion.
His body was jerking up and down so fast he was bouncing on the toilet
seat. Moments later he felt the first surge of his orgasm race up the
length of his boyhood and explode into the night air. His cock erupted
again and again. Each stroke, sending white droplets scattering in every
direction. He had to bite down on his lip to keep from shouting with joy.
He had never felt so good before.
Finally, his eruptions subsided until only a small pearl of white
appeared at the tip of his cock in response to his continued pumping. He
could feel a softness growing in his hand and knew he was done. It had
felt so very good. That A.C. had just jerked off to the naked image of
his best friend's mother never entered his mind. At least not at this
moment.
It took a few minutes for A.C. to clean up the mess on the floor tiles.
It wouldn't do for them to find cum spots in the morning. When he stepped
back out of the bathroom, he could hear the sound of the bed creaking from
down the hall and it didn't take much imagination for him to know that it
wasn't from the two of them playing leapfrog on the bed.
The familiar HBO fanfare brought A.C. back from his little trip down
memory lane. No doubt about it, even with the perspective of hindsight,
that had been one of the most erotic moments of his life. He smiled at
Mary as she glanced in his direction. Image her reaction if she had any
idea what he was thinking.
The movie turned out to be "Disclosure" with Demi Moore and Michael
Douglas. A.C. had never seen it before but he'd heard about it.
When the film got to the part were Demi Moore's character was seducing
Michael Douglas's, A.C. looked down and noticed that he was once again
getting a major erection. Then again, what normal guy could watch Demi
Moore give a blow job, however simulated, and not have a reaction.
A.C. carefully lifted the large half empty bowl of popcorn off the
table and put it on his lap, strategically covering a potential
embarrassment. Out a the corner of his eye he was glad to see that Mary
hadn't noticed.
"Interesting movie, isn't it." Mary commented as she reached into the
bowl and grabbed an handful of popcorn.
"Yeah, it is." A.C. said, trying to ignore the fact that only the
plastic bowl separated Mary's hand from his hard cock.
"Personally, I think she'd too perfect." Mary went on as she scooped
some of the popcorn into her mouth. "It's like what a lot of people used
to say about Barbie dolls. That they gave little girls a negative image of
themselves because most of them were never going to grow up and have that
perfect body."
Mary paused as she took a little wine to wash down the popcorn. All the
time her eyes never left the television screen where Demi was now fucking
Michael.
"Also she creates a bad image for guys too." she went on. "A young man
spends all his time looking for Miss Perfect Body when someone who loves
them and would spend the rest of their life making him happy could be right
under their nose. What do you think she'd look like if she didn't have a
small army of personal trainers taking care of her?"
"I guess I never really thought of it that way." A.C. said.
"Well it's something that you should keep in mind." Mary said, turning
her head away from the movie and looking right at A.C.. "I'll bet you've
passed up a dozen girls who were interested in you because you didn't think
they were perfect enough?"
"Well I wouldn't say a dozen." A.C. said, caught off guard as he
wondered where this sudden conversation was going.
"I'm not trying to accuse you of anything, A.C." she said as she smiled.
"It's just something I've become increasingly aware of lately. That people
sometimes sell themselves and other people short because they don't think
they are attractive enough."
"I don't understand." A.C. replied, more than a little confused.
"I guess it's just an old lady's ramblings." Mary said as she finished
her wine.
"You're far from old." A.C. said.
"Well there are times that I feel that way." Mary replied.
A.C. put his own glass of wine down on the table and looked into Mary's
face. It was obvious that something was bothering her.
"Mary, is there something that you'd like to talk about. Something that
you might not feel like discussing with your friends that live around here.
If so, I'm all ears."
"You'd find it very boring."
"As if you didn't find a lot of the talks we had while I was growing up
a little boring." he grinned.
Mary took a deep breath and picked up the remote control. With a flick
of her finger she turned off the television.
"I hope you don't mind," she said. "But if we're going to talk I'd
rather it be without the distraction."
"Sure, they'll run the movie a dozen more times this month anyway." A.C.
said.
Mary took a few moments to collect her thoughts. Then in a quiet tone
she began.
"You know I was quite young when I married Mr. Austin." she began. "I
hadn't even turned 18 yet."
A.C. knew they'd been married a long time but he didn't know she'd been
married that young. He also knew that Josh's father was ten years older
than his mother.
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