Chapter 1

My name is Paige Johnson and what I’m about to tell you happened a couple years ago now. My son Robert was going to college at the time in San Diego, about 75 miles away from our home in Santa Ana. I am a nurse for a OB/GYN clinic here in Santa Ana. Robert’s father and I had been divorced for a couple years now, so without Robert, the house was strangely quiet.

My life was pretty ordinary, I guess. I was born in the Midwest and met John (Robert’s father) when I was twenty years old. I had just started working for the clinic and one day coming home my car got a flat tire. I had pulled over and was trying to flag down someone on the freeway to call the auto club for help. Well, my “knight in shining armor” came riding up in his Pontiac Firebird and stopped to see if I needed help. He was kind enough to change my tire for me but in the process got his clothes all greasy. I offered to have them cleaned but he refused. Instead he said I could pay him back by going out to dinner with him. He was good looking and I was a little smitten with his polite manners (and those sexy eyes!), so I agreed.

We began dating and a couple years later we were married. Robert came along after that and life was good. But like a lot of folks I guess, we just didn’t have what it took for “happily ever after” and we eventually ended up in divorce court. It wasn’t infidelity or anything like that that caused us to split, we just weren’t getting along and had different dreams now. Robert was in high school when it happened so he wasn’t going to have to grow up with a broken family. Thankfully, we had managed to stay together for him long enough to prevent that. But it wasn’t always easy.

Robert was a sophomore in college and while that may make me seem old I wasn’t. I was actually only forty-one years old, but because I took care of myself – and my mother’s good genes – I could pass for thirty-five pretty easily. “The Incident” as I like to call it, happened one day in mid-June as I remember it. Robert had gotten out of school for the year but because he had gotten a job down in San Diego, he was living down there and earning some money for the upcoming year. It was fine because he was only an hour or so away but he felt he was on his own and independent. I missed him around the house but I saw him quite a lot whenever one of us would visit the other.

This particular day I was off work and just puttering around the house. It was a Friday afternoon but because the clinic wasn’t busy, I was able to go home early. It was a nice day with just a hint of a breeze and since I didn’t have anything pressing to do, I decided to go out and sit by the pool and sunbathe.

My father left me a pretty sizable inheritance when he passed away, and because of my ex-husband’s shrewd investment counselor, I didn’t have to worry about money much. The house was almost paid off and between the investment dividends I got monthly, my job, and a nice alimony settlement, we did pretty well. I was able to send my son to college and for me that was enough.

I was laying out by the pool working on my tan. Our backyard had a solid brick wall surrounding it and all the houses in the area were either single story or they didn’t have a view of our pool area, so it felt pretty private and secluded. I felt so safe back there that, in a moment of temporary insanity, I decided to take off my top and forgo the tan lines.

I had gotten comfortable laying on my back in one of the deck chairs with my dark sunglasses on enjoying the warmth of the sun. I had my iPod with me and with my earbuds in, and I didn’t hear the sound of the side gate opening or anyone approaching. I was quite startled when all of a sudden I felt a hand touch my foot alerting me that I was no longer alone!

“What the hell?” I said sitting up. I quickly remembered my current state of undress and snatched up a handy towel to cover myself. “Kevin! What are you doing?”

Kevin was my son’s best friend. He and Robert had known each other for years and I had watched him grow up beside my son. He had decided to go straight to work from high school instead of college; he was a “motorhead” and had found a good job at a local auto repair shop. Now he was standing at my feet watching me in my embarrassment.

“Sorry to have startled you, Ms. Johnson, but I just came by because Robert wanted me to bring a couple things down to ‘Diego with me. I’m going down for the weekend to see him,” he said.

“Oh, I see. Well, can you turn around for a moment and let me ... get fixed up?” I said, twirling my fingers in a circle as I spoke. Kevin turned around while I quickly put my top back on and adjusted things.

“Okay, now what is it that my son wants you to bring down?” I asked.

He pulled out a piece of paper. “Just a few things. I wrote it all down so I wouldn’t forget,” he said. He handed me the paper and I read the short list. This was easy enough.

“Okay, let’s go get these things for you,” I said. I led the way to Robert’s bedroom and showed him where the things on his list were. Robert had asked for a few books, his swim trunks and a couple towels, and a few other things which we put on his bed together. I went to get an old suitcase I had stashed in the back of my closet in my room and when I turned around, Kevin was standing in the doorway.

“Oh, Kevin!” I said, not realizing he had followed me. “Here is a suitcase – we can put the things Robert wants in here for you,” I said, handing him the suitcase.

And that’s when it happened. Kevin took the suitcase from me and promptly dropped in on the floor beside him. His eyes never left me ... it was as if he didn’t care about the suitcase or Robert’s things anymore. He had a strange look on his face – a look I’d never seen on him before.

“Kevin? What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Nothing Ms. Johnson, it’s just that ... well this is the first time you and I have been alone like this. Usually Robert is around or you are busy or something. This is the first time we have had a chance ... to talk,” he said.

“Talk?” I asked, not sure where this was going.

“Yeah, you know, privately. Without anyone coming in and interrupting us,” he said.

His words about “privately” and “interrupting us” made me nervous and I was starting to get an uneasy feeling about this whole thing.

“Kevin, I-I think we should get these things packed up so you can get back home and get ready to go,” I suggested.

He pushed the door shut without taking his eyes off me. “We have time for all that, Ms. Johnson ... later,” he said.

“Kevin ... what are you doing?” I asked getting very nervous now.

“You are very beautiful Ms. Johnson. I’ve always thought so,” he said.

“T-thank you Kevin,” I said as I watched him carefully.

“Can I tell you a little secret? I’ve had a crush on you for years. I always liked coming over here and not just to see Robert. You always looked so pretty and smelled so nice ... I even had dreams about you,” he said. He began coming closer to me as he talked.

“Dreams? What do you mean dreams?” I asked.

“You know ... fantasies. Sexual ones. I’ve woken up with a hard on more than once because of you!” he said. This caused me to back up away from him in shock. My son’s best friend was having sexual dreams of me!

“Kevin, honey, it’s perfectly natural for a boy your age to have ... urges. But you have to realize they are just imaginations ... fantasies ... and that’s all. I mean, I’m Robert’s mother!” I said.

“I know and I’ve always been jealous of him for that. Having you for a mom ... being able to see you and hold you whenever he wanted. He’s a lucky guy,” he said. “But he’s not here, and a woman as beautiful as you shouldn’t be alone. So now it’s my turn.”

“Kevin, I am very flattered that you think I’m beautiful and that I have been the subject of some of your fantasies, but what you are thinking ... that can’t happen, honey. I’m old enough to be your mother! And I am your best friend’s mother – what would Robert think? I can’t be the one that causes you two to ruin your friendship!” I said.

“Ms. Johnson – Paige – is it okay to call you Paige?” he asked.

“I-I” I couldn’t come out with an answer. So he did.

“Good. Now Paige, your son in my best friend. Robert is in San Diego and not around to take care of things ... to take care of you. And as his best friend, I feel it’s my responsibility to look after you in his absence. I would want the same from him if things were reversed. And I know you don’t have a man around to help you, so I am stepping up. I will be taking care of things around here that that a man takes care of – that he would take care of if he were here,” he explained.

By now Kevin had moved across the bedroom and was standing in front of me. The bed was behind me so I sat down on it, which in retrospect was probably not the best idea. First off, it put me lower than him and in a submissive position – almost like I was kneeling in front of him. And in my lowered position, his eyes were drawn down to my tits, which in the skimpy bikini I was wearing gave him quite a suggestive view of them, further exciting him.

Secondly, I was sitting on the bed – the exact place he wanted me to be. Unwittingly, I was playing right into his hand!

Kevin stood there in front of me, his eyes roaming over my body, then moving to the bed, then back to me as I talked to him and tried to diffuse this tense situation.