Thread: Mom/Son & Friends (Me and Frogger)

Jeanne Bridges is a young mother who is, to be put quite simply, beyond description. There is just no one word that comes close. Beautiful starts the list, yesbut it doesnt quite work. It doesnt fit, at least, not entirely. Adventurous, confident and independent, these words scratch the surfacebut only so much. Her raven-black hair is finer than any silk available. It flows down in glistening waves to highlight her delicate features, especially those jade green eyes. Her mouth is to die for, the rosy pink pair full and tempting. Even her curvaceous figure summons dirtynasty thoughts, the kind that shouldnt leave the bedroom. Yes, she is a beautiful womannot only because of her appearance, but because of her personality as well. She may be a motherbut she still knows how to have a good time, no matter whats going on. There is a silver lining to every ominous cloudand well, shes an expert at finding it. Very few will make that effort. It takes a special kind of person to go that far, especially for others. Not everyone can think selflessly and with no alternative motives, yet she can, and does. In all actuality she is a rare individuala diamond in the rough, if you will. Of course no one is perfect, and she will never admit to being as such. At times she can be lazy or a bit temperamentalbut who isnt? That is normal for anyone, and everyone. Hm Which bikini should I wear? Jeanne murmured to herself, lips puckered as though waiting for a kiss. Her eyes slightly narrowed, the green pair went from one bikini to the other, studying both. Fingertips tapping against the inside of one arm, she let out a long, weary sigh. Ohfuck this to hell! I pick this one! Her hand found a bikini set, fingers curling into the material. The bikini chosen was the more revealing of the two, yet she loved the color and style. It was a rather pretty sky blue, cut down to accentuate womanly features. Given how she hasquite a bit, nothing will be hidden. With a smile curving her lips, a song playing over the radio, the young woman shed her clothes with ease. The slippery bottoms fit snugly on her hips, showing off her long slender legs. Her breasts luscious double Ds- bounced within the confines of her new bikini top. Much could be seenthe general shape, the rosy nipples poking througheverything a boy or man wants to see. YeahI like that Jeanne twisted this way and that in front of the mirror, pleased about how it fits. Mm-hmmI definitely like ita whole lot A smile aimed at her reflection, she blew herself a kiss with a soft laugh. I would be so bad if I go to the beach, wearing this little number All the boys would be drooling and panting after me like dogs. It would be so much fun to watch Her smile growing more mischievous by the second, she ran a hand over her hair to smooth it down. A thought rose, its poisonous fingers sinking deep into her mind to take root there. I wonderhow the boys will react she whispered, thoughts no longer about strangers, but about her son and his friends. Jeanne shook her head, long black hair catching the light as it waved this way and that. NoNo, dont be silly. I cant be thinking this way I love my son dearly, but notnot beyond a mother and son relationship Liar, a voice whispered in the back of her mind. I am not lying! she told herself firmly, cheeks taking on a dark red tone. Biting her lip, almost to the point where blood was shed, she grabbed a towel and hurried out of her bedroom. At least outsideshe wont ponder such forbidden thoughts. It only was five minutes later that she stepped out onto the patio. Three pairs of mouths dropped, eyes growing wide within seconds. Her breasts bounced with that one step, nipples hardening at the change in temperature. Another smile threatened to curl her lips. OhIf only I had a camera Hello, boys, she spoke, eyes bright. You guys having fun? Breasts bouncing with every step now, she sat down on a lounge chair and stretched her arms high above. It was rather satisfying to see those eyes widen again, especially since one pair belonged to her son. Stewart may be a nerd in the social pyramid, but he was her nerd, no matter what happened. His friendsare not quite the same, but she still thought of them fondly, and at times inappropriately. There was something about the trio that reallymade heat come to life inside her veins. Maybe it was because she hasnt had sex since her husband died, but still it was rather hard not to think of such things. Andy, Lance, Stewart! What do you say I bring out some snacks, drinks and all that? Its awfully hot todayand I cant have you passing out in the pool! What would your mothers say? After a laugh, which was like music to the ears, the young woman rose in one graceful swoop, going back inside.