Chapter 4: Guys and Girls

Zack and Kerry

So, if you read the other stuff, you know what’s happening. If not, I’ll summarize. I’m a virgin with girls. I’m having gay sex with my best friend and his dad, but my best friend doesn’t know. Okay, this part isn’t that kind of story, but you have to know that stuff.

When I stay over at Derek’s, there is a routine. Friday night dinner, family movies, then bed. I showered before bed, tossing my dirty briefs on top of my open duffle. I do it every time I’m here. In the morning, I’m up way before Derek, and I end up having breakfast with his mom because Jack, her husband, also sleeps in on the weekends. Derek’s mom, Kerry, is so laid back and cool. The lady always seems to know what’s going on. She’s tall and blonde, blue eyes and nice breasts. Not stupid huge but not, ‘where are they’ small, ya know? Oh, and a killer round ass. I’ll hook up with a girl sooner or later, and I can only hope she’ll look half as good as Derek’s mom.

So, I get up and slip on my loose running shorts like always. I slip out the door and head for the kitchen. Kerry always has a robe on. Long, not flannel, but mature, I guess? Anyway, I turn the corner into the kitchen, and bang, I knew something was different.

“Good morning, Zack.” She didn’t turn around from the stove where she was finishing up the bacon. It was the robe. Not transparent or short, it was gauzy? I guess? I could see she had underwear on, red, but I couldn’t see if she had a bra. She’d never dressed like this before. So, I’m being Mr. Cool and pour a cup of coffee, sit at the small table, and watch that hot ass move in those red panties under her robe. Yeah, I got hard.

I had my cup to my mouth when Derek’s mom turned around. I literally spit coffee. She was wearing my briefs that I had on all day yesterday. She smiles as she walks over and bends down to put the plate in front of me. That robe gapped open, and her two perfect breasts were on full display. I must have looked like an idiot sitting there with coffee on my face and my mouth hanging open. She stayed bent over and glanced at my tented shorts.

“Nice to know an old lady’s saggy tits can get a boy excited.”

Somehow, I managed to mumble, “They look beautiful.”

Still bent over, looking right into my eyes. “Thank you. So, I guess you like girls too.”

My eyes went all over the place, her tits, her face, my briefs with whisps of her pubic hair at the edge. I must have looked like somebody smacked me in the face with a fish. Kerry took her hand and cupped my face. “I snuck in and borrowed them. I like them. They smell like you.”

Jack came in. Kerry tightened up her robe, and I slid my boner under the table. He winked at me when Kerry wasn’t looking.

“Hey babe, gotta run. Frank and I are playing golf today.”

Jack grabbed his travel mug and a donut and was out the door to the garage. I saw Kerry facing the counter, her perfect breasts on display, and I saw her loosen the robe, letting it hang free. She came over to fill my coffee. I stared at her breasts. I pushed back from the table so she could see my shorts. She smiled and touched my face. “You make me feel so wicked, young man.”

“Thank you,” I mumbled.

She nodded her head towards the garage, “Golf balls aren’t the ones he’ll be playing with today.”

I just sat there like an idiot. Kerry smiled. I heard Derek coming down the stairs. Kerry leaned over her mouth at my ear. “Remember something, Zack. Mother knows all and says little. Our secret, right?”

I nodded like an idiot as Kerry cinched her robe and Derek sailed in the door.

While Dereck and I finished breakfast and talked about what we were doing today, Kerry left to get dressed.

Dereck and I walked into his room, and I saw them, my briefs, sitting on the clothes in my open bag. While Dereck was in the bathroom, I picked them up. The gusset was drenched. I sniffed, def not pee. Kerry masturbated in my briefs and soaked them. Then I saw the post-it. T.Y. and a winky face. My cock was so hard.

Dereck came in and saw my boner. Yeah, we did stuff.

The day was good, but nothing happened. Hanging around the pool, Kerry in a conservative tank suit, like a good mom, but I saw some stray pubes. Once when Dereck wasn’t looking, she caught my eye and pulled on a few of them, just smiling at me.

Sunday afternoon, Dereck was leaving. I went up to zip my bag. I saw a flash of green. Panties, green Victoria’s panties, hers. Another post-it, “fill these and bring them back.” As I left the house, Kerry pecked my cheek and whispered, ‘bring them back soon.”

Sitting in my room. My red briefs in one hand and Kerry’s panties in the other. I’m holding her panties around my cock as I masturbate, sniffing her scent in my briefs. Now I know I’m definitely bi-sexual. Picturing those perfect breasts and her stray pubes while smelling her scent made me cum like a fountain. I held her panties and let my orgasm fill the gusset. I did I again in the morning. I kept them folded so they didn’t dry up too fast. I’m such a fucking perv now.

Monday. My classes ended at noon. I had a text. Busy?

Kerry. I replied, no, classes done.

I need some help moving boxes in the garage, please?

I smiled, my cock growing already. I’ll be right over.

I put on a pair of loose shorts. We live in a pretty warm part of the country. No shirt, no briefs. Sneakers, no socks.

When Kerry answered the door, she wore a pair of khaki shorts and a white polo. I stepped in, blushing, and she looked at my hand, holding her folded, cum-filled green panties. She gently took them and kissed my cheek at the edge of my mouth. “Thank you, my good boy. Let me get into something better for sweaty work. You head for the garage a see what we’re doing.”

The garage wasn’t air-conditioned, and it was hot. The doors were closed. There were a lot of cardboard boxes kinda shoved all over the shelves that went up to the nine-foot ceiling. I didn’t know what to expect. It’s just me and Kerry. I figured I’ll just go along and see what happens. She may just be a big tease.

Kerry came out in a pair of peach running shorts, translucent. I saw green underneath but hardly noticed. She had no shirt, no top at all. Her perfect breasts moved gently as she walked in and stopped in front of me, smiling at my stunned look.

“It’s too fucking hot for a shirt, and you’ve admired my breasts already. No big deal, right? We’re just two adults.”

I nodded stupidly. She gave a little smirk. “Well, you’re not wearing a shirt, right?”

I smiled like an idiot and just stood there.

Kerry got out the ladder and set it up. I stood back, admiring her fine body, and waited for instructions. Kerry got halfway up the ladder and stopped. “Zack, you need to steady this thing. It’s loose, and I don’t want to fall off and have the paramedics looking at my little tits.”

My head was spinning. This was like some parallel universe. I grew up with Derek’s mom, and now there’s this new woman, a sexy woman. I stood behind her and held the sides of the ladder as she got to the top. I looked up.

Oh fuck, she’s wearing the panties I filled with cum. My cock went solid instantly. I couldn’t take my eyes off the green fabric visible up the loose leg of her shorts. I caught the faint scent of my cum. Kerry looked over her shoulder. “Everything good down there?”

I was sure I was drooling. “Yeah, I got you.”

She turned around and mumbled, barely audible, “You don’t, but you will.”

We worked for about a half an hour, Kerry up and down the ladder, rearranging boxes, and brushing my tent with her ass as she got up and down. No matter what happened, this was still the greatest day of my life. She was casual and chatty, asking about college and all. But, as she worked and I watched, I noticed that the gusset of those cum filled panties was getting darker, and Kerry was breathing a bit deeper. Now I could catch that scent from when she came in my briefs.

Kerry got off the ladder. “I need to take a pee break. You need anything?” She asked, her mouth picked up at one corner, her eyes looking wicked.

“No, Mrs. C, I’ve got all I need right now.”

She kissed me at the edge of my mouth again. “I’ll be right back.”

In a few minutes, she was back and climbing up the ladder. There it was. Her naked fat wet furry pussy. Oh fuck. She had no panties on, and I’d seen enough porn to know an excited pussy when I saw one. She got to the top and looked over her shoulder, smiling. “Got a good grip?”

I looked up, making no attempt to hide that I was looking at my bests friend’s mom’s excited vagina. “I’ve got a good grip. You won’t fall.”

Still looking, moving her leg over even more. “If I do, you’ll catch me, right?”

“Count on it. I won’t let you down.”

She turned back to her boxes. “I sure hope so.”

We worked for another fifteen minutes, and then we were done. Kerry climbed down and stood in front of me, nearly touching me. My cock had been hard the whole time, and there was a big pre-cum spot in my shorts.

She smiled at me. “Time to eat?” She turned and headed for the house. Like a good puppy, I followed.

I entered the kitchen and collided with Kerry as she abruptly stopped and turned. We were in full-body contact. She put her hands on my waist. My erection was poking her belly. We were eye-to-eye.

“I was going to be coy and seductive, but I can’t take it anymore. I’m so fucking horny.”

She stepped back, shoved her shorts off, and lay on the floor, holding her legs back. “Please fuck me, Zack. I can’t wait any longer.”