Frat Boys and the House Mom

intriguess

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This is an old idea that died too soon, however it is different in the fact that I want to play all the frat boys so that there actions are coordinated instead of having four guys tripping over each other's posts. All I need is someone willing to play the house mom for the summer session

here are the descriptions of the guys



Paul and Randy shared a room, in fact they shared everything down to their genetic code. They were identical twins and loved playing pranks with the help of their frat brothers and were looking forward to a relaxing summer of enjoying the pool and hanging out with the guys.

They looked like Ken dolls as they tromped downstairs, both with blue eyes tanned skin and sandy hair. This made them popular with the girls in some ways, but they tried to share everything and women just didn't get that. They saw a glimpse of their house mom, who in their mind was conflicting image of mom and hottie. Maybe this summer they would get to know her much much better.

Jeff was an athlete and staying over summer to make up a class and maintain training. He played basketball and had the tall lean build, and was one of the few African Americans in the frat and the only one staying over the summer. He was enjoying the shower as he heard the twins tromping downstairs for breakfast.

Mark was a natural leader, copper colored hair and green eyes, with a slim build made him stand out among his frat brothers. He was studying art and was taking a intensive class over summer. He had alreayd grabbed toast and was down in the dark room when the twins were heard tromping down the stairs. He smiled inwardly as he planned to really make her feel like part of the family this summer......the family slut that was.
 
Mark

She was quite pretty, and he doubted she even knew it, he thought as he headed back upstairs to see how she was doing, let her know what the summer rules were and to see if she wouldn't mind letting him take some photos of her.
 
Chantal Arrives

Chantal Lemay was 36 years old and had just finished her third divorce and was anxious to get away from her friends and family in Quebec City. The opportunity to work as a "house mom" for some college boys had a certain appeal - namely free room and board and far away at some little American college in the middle of nowhere USA.

At 36, she didn't have much to show for her life - no kids, 3 X-husbands, too many lovers, and a few hundred dollars after deducting the cost of the plane and taxi fares. The three bags of luggage were mostly clothes, clothes and shoes.

The job seemed ideal for her. She'd be working as an illegal alien and making a little cash under the table while she cooked, cleaned and helped out the college boys. It was simply and no one would know her there.

The thought of being around young college guys was exciting too. There was the thought of having young sexy men running around the house and the chance to play mother for the children she never had.

Being French she was very comfortable with her body and wasn't a prude. Sexually she more than experienced and had a great "joie de vivre".

Exiting the shower, early on a Monday morning, she looked in the mirror and was pleased with the reflection.

I still have it at 36! she decided.

Then she heard footsteps ....
 
Mark

Man was she hot, and he told himself to turn the air conditioner off so he could get a much better look at her body. He walked up to her and introduced myself, "Hi, I'm Mark Connor, the frat president and I thought I'd let you know what's expected of you. There is of course the cooking and cleaning, and lending a helping hand when needed. It shouldn't be too hard after all there are just four of us here this summer. Paul and Randy are twins, and don't let their golden hair fool you, they love to pull pranks, and Jeff is on athletic scholarship you can spot him from a mile away." I absently caress my camera, she had fantastic breasts. "You have full use of the house and the pool out back. We've cleaned up one of the spare rooms for you. It's on the same floor as ours, any questions?" I listened to her voice dripping with a honeyed accent and I began mentally undressing this luscious blonde. He figured she had already seen the room as she was clad in one of the barely there over used thin towels that was probably the last clean towel in the house. He also found it really cool that she didn't mind being in a towel in front of him as he blocked the hall.
 
Introductions

Chantal had been walking from the shower to her room when a young man had stopped her. She could tell that he was inspecting her and getting an eyeful of her in her towel.

The young man stood before her and looked a little dumbfounded. He spoke:

"Hi, I'm Mark Connor, the frat president and I thought I'd let you know what's expected of you. There is of course the cooking and cleaning, and lending a helping hand when needed. It shouldn't be too hard after all there are just four of us here this summer. Paul and Randy are twins, and don't let their golden hair fool you, they love to pull pranks, and Jeff is on athletic scholarship you can spot him from a mile away."

"I'm Chantal....."

Before she could jump into the conversation, the young man, Mark, continued on with his explanation about "the rules":

"You have full use of the house and the pool out back. We've cleaned up one of the spare rooms for you. It's on the same floor as ours, any questions?"

"No questions right now" anwsered Chantal with her soft French accent.

Mark seemed so nice and honest. But she would be on her guard about those twins. Pranks were okay and she had a sense of humour. But she didn't have a whole lot of experience with American college boys....

"I have a sense of humour....." explained Chantal meekly.

"... and I like to swim and sun tan. So I'll probably use the pool a lot. Is there any times when you don't want me in the pool?" asked Chantal nervously. She figured these boys probably had girlfriends to bring over and she didn't want to be in there way.

"and do you kids have a lot of parties?"


:rose:
 
Mark

"Actually as it's summer not too many people are around, so we just hang out whenever. The pool is cleaned once a month otherwise it's cool that you take advantage of it. We like to keep the place pretty clean so most of time we head out to parties elsewhere. I don't think the twins have girlfriends right now, Jeff is too involved in sports to have a girlfriend, and my girlfriend took advantage of a chance to study overseas this summer so it should be pretty quiet." I stepped just enough so that she could slip pass me if she wanted to.

He could already imagine her body clad in some bikini dripping wet as she pulled herself out of the pool.

"If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask," I was going to offer my hand and decide to just pick up my camera and glance through the view finder, seeing how she would react, "Anything at all."
 
Chatting

Chantal watched Mark as he side stepped to allow her to squeeze by.

He asked - "If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask. Anything at all."

Chantal smiled as the young man pointed the camera at her in a teasing fashion.

"Save your pictures for those young college girls you probably like so much. I bet there are lots of pretty girls on campus...." Chantal spoke softly in her French accent.

"Now is there anything special you want me to cook, to clean or to do ...." Chantal smiled.

If this guy is my boss.... We'd better get along Chantal decided.

:kiss:
 
Mark

"The twins will eat anything, and I know Jeff tends to eat a lot of carbs and I'm not all that picky." I raise my camera again, "Every woman has her own special beauty, whether the childlike innocence of the young, the youthful freshness of college girls, the experienced sensuality, or even the sparkle and grace of a women in her 70's. That is the true challenge of photography to find that inner beauty and let it shine." I wait until she is half turned away and snap a picture of her body in profile, the towel clinging to her body.

"I only do portraits of those that intrigue me," I said with a sly grin, winding the camera and watching her walk away. I knew what I wanted to eat, but it would be worth the wait I was sure.
 
Cooking... Hmmmm

Chantal listened carefully, if this was the president of the frat house she was certain they would have to get along just peachy. She smiled daintily as she listened.

Mark spoke:
"The twins will eat anything, and I know Jeff tends to eat a lot of carbs and I'm not all that picky. Every woman has her own special beauty, whether the childlike innocence of the young, the youthful freshness of college girls, the experienced sensuality, or even the sparkle and grace of a women in her 70's. That is the true challenge of photography to find that inner beauty and let it shine."

Chantal smiles, at his explanation and takes it as a complement.
As she starts to walk down the hall she hears a clicking of a shutter and a short flash.

"Oh no..." she protests feebly as she turns back and smiles at Mark.

"I only do portraits of those that intrigue me," Mark had explained to her in a confident manner.

"If you are going to take my picture, I want to look my best..." explained Chantal meekly.

"Next, you'll be clicking pictures when I'm cooking pancakes" she teased the frat president.

"French people are artistic you know. If you want to photograph me sometime - you will have to be very artistic. Once I posed nude for a painter in Montreal" Chantal explained in a casual tone.

"If you studying photography at college maybe I could model for you" she suggested.

A favour for a favour she thought.

Quickly she hurried into her room. It was time to finish her hair and make up. Dressing in yellow sundress, she hurried downstairs to start cooking......

"Now where are things" she spoke to herself.
 
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Mark Jeff

Mark smiled and headed out and thought about having her poise...he was dying to try out some black and white shots. He headed down to the dark room and hoped she would like working here

Jeff tromped into the kitchen starving, he pulled off his sweaty shirt and flung it over a chair before walking into the kitchen spotting the hot new house mom. He hoped she wouldn't freak out at seeing a shirtless tall black man in the kitchen. "Hi i'm Jeff, I don't believe we've met."

She had a voice like silk and he wondered who had hired her and how to thank them. He was hot and sweaty and he opened the fridge and pulled out a drink and drank it down letting droplets slide down his chest.
 
Pancakes

The kicthen was spacious but the wall paper was absolutely hideous. After opening and closing a few drawers Chantal found some utensils and mixing bowls. After a little mixing of the pancake mix, a few eggs and some milk she was stirring up the mix and getting ready to pour on the griddle she was heating up.

As she looked up, she saw a handsome looking athletic college kid hurrying in to the kitchen with a hungry look. She watched and enjoyed it the boy pulled off his sweaty shirt and flung it over a chair.

A jock. A jogger. Pretty well built too. she decided as she mentally assessed the young man.

He spoke: "Hi i'm Jeff, I don't believe we've met."

"Oh, I'm Chantal... I'm the new house mom.... I just started.... But I'll have a plate of pancakes for you in a few minutes. Can I start you with something else?"
 
Jeff

"I'll just get something to drink," he said as he looked her over, very hot indeed, and she could cook, "pancaked sounds fantastic, Chantal right?" he smiled his pearly whites and looked her over. Damn she was fine, this was going to be a fun summer and he was sure Mark had some ulterior motive when hiring her.

"Actually do you mind if I take a quick shower?"

He drank down the glass and saw her nod and he headed up to the bathroom. He stripped and entered the shower. It smelled like her, and he found his cock rising as he showered. He was starving and did not care to deal with it and put on a baggy pair of shorts that mostly concealed his cock.

He trotted back downstairs inhaling the scent of pancakes.
 
Sausage?

The young man spoke confidently:
"I'll just get something to drink, pancaked sounds fantastic, Chantal right?"

"Oui Chantal" replied nervously.

"Great pancakes, I'll fill you up" Chantal explained as she flipped over a grill full of pancakes.

"Would you like a big sausage?" Chantal replied as she stumbled over the words "big sausage".

The young man spoke further:
"Actually do you mind if I take a quick shower?"

"Oh no.... you hurry and shower, I'll start putting things on the table.

Chantal worked quickly to get the table set for the boys. She made orange juice, toast, sausages and started another grill of pancakes.

"Oh that was fast!" she told the young man who now was back with dripping hair. She could see his hard on.......

Chantal started to blush... He had caught her staring at the hardon!
:rose:
 
the boys

Jeff slicked back my still damp hair and noticed the lay out. I grinned as I noticed she was looking at my crotch. She was fine and I sat down and felt my cock trying to escape from my shorts. I drank down the orange juice, speared a sausage and devoured it. I began drizzling the syrup over the stack of pancakes. "These are great. Where did you learn to cook?" He asked before wolfing down the fluffy pancakes.

Mark popped his head in and smiled and drank a quick glass of orange juice, nabbed a few sausages, said he was going to be in the dark room and not to disturb him. He waved at them before leaving.
 
A Little Teasing...

Chantal felt an awkwardness and sensed that the joke was on her.

As she blushed she quickly turned back to the grill of pancakes as she didn't want them to burn!

"Would you boys like more?" she asked.

I wonder what they look like nude she pondered as she flipped some more of the pancakes which seemed golden brown.

Chantal heard one of the boys praising her cooking:
"These are great. Where did you learn to cook?"

"Oh merci...." Chantal replied. Unconciously she adjusted her hair slightly given that one strand seemed out of place.

I want to make a good impression on the boys she reminded herself.

Chantal took the opportunity to bend over as she pretended to pick up a spec of garbage on the floor. She wanted the boys to get a better look at her ass.

Young men are horny men.....

"Have a good day Mark!" she called as she watched him heading out.

:rose:
 
boys

The twins stop in just in time to hear her last remarks and watch her bend over, "We'd sure like to eat some of that," in a youthful chorus as the sat down to two plates piled high of pancakes.

Jeff just smiled at them and licked his lips as he watched her straighten up and he wondered what kind of panties she was wearing....that is if she was wearing any panties. Man was she fine, and he made a mental note to make sure to see her in a swimsuit.

The twins on the other hand shot off a greeting, "I'm Paul," and "I'm Randy, and in England that would be like being named horny." They both grinned at ran their eyes over her, they were already thinking of what jokes to pull, definetly steal all the towels when she is taking a shower Paul thought. Randy was thinking of dropping cold water balloons on her when sunbathing. Both of them wondered what Mark had been thinking when he hired her.
 
In The Kitchen

Chantal straightened up and hear the two new voices enter into the discussion.

"We'd sure like to eat some of that," spoke two voices in unison.

Chantal watched with a smile as they piled food on their plates.

"Oh there is lots to go around" Chantal replied assuming that the boys was referring to the pancakes and sausages.

"I like big sausages too" Chantal confided to them in her heavy French accented English. Of course she was talking about food.....

She could see Jeff thinking... and gazing at her.

"Oh Jeff you must be thinking about your school work. You have that certain look that you are deep in thought. Yes.... I bet you are a smart one?" spoke Chantal softly as she adjusted her apron. As she moved it slightly the boys could see a big breast and a nipple poking at the fabric. As she reajusted the apron it was hidden again.

"You boys want milk?" she asked politely as she pulled the pitcher from the fridge.

Chantal smiled as the twins took the opportuntity to introduce themselves:

"I'm Paul."

"I'm Randy"

"Oh you two must be the twins" it was a stupid comment but it came out too quickly from her mouth. She was nervous and wanted to make a good first impression on the college boys.

Chantal remembered that the boys were prankster and she made a mental note to hid her panties in a locked drawer. These boys would not doubt be having parties and playing pranks too.

A shudder went through her body as she felt the twins checking her out.....

No they can't be... I'm old enough to be their mother....


:rose:
 
the boys

The view of her nipple and the question about milk made the twins smile. They wondered if she were really that innocent, that accent of hers was so sexy especially as she said that she liked big sausages. "We love milk," they were thinking along different lines but for now were content to play with words.

Jeff flashed a grin and loved how she just gave them a little peak at her breast. He stretched his feet up on a spare chair and said, "Just figuring out a game plan in my head." He looked her over one more time. "I'm just not sure how the other team will respond."
 
Chantal smiled as she made small talk with the college boys. She was eager to get them fed and on their way to classes. One of the perks of her job was to enjoy her own time when the boys were in class. She was already thinking about a little sun tanning and a dip in the pool.

"We love milk!" one of the boys had responded and for a split second she wasn't sure if the boys were teasing her and messing with her brain.

These are nice college boys. Probably young gentlemen. So innocent and pure.... Chantal thought to herself.

. they were thinking along different lines but for now were content to play with words.

Jeff spoke up:
"Just figuring out a game plan in my head. I'm just not sure how the other team will respond."

"Well you study hard, get good grades and a great job. A woman needs security you know" Chantal coached the boys as if they were rather young.

Chantal took a left over sausage and ate it slowly. She took it in her mouth like it was a big cock and slid it in deep and then out after she took a bite off the end. It was an erotic display... for a moment she had forgotten where she was.

"I bet you boys better get hurrying. It's going to be a hot day today. I may go for a dip later this afternoon. What time are you back for supper? Did you want something special? Maybe a little... BBQ?" Chantal asked.

"Oh yes... and is there a special account for groceries and such?" she asked innocently. Chantal was dying to go shopping. If she was careful with the grocery money, she could maybe spend a little on herself without the boys realizing it.

"I just love the hot sun" grinned Chantal as she rubbed her hands down her side as if basking in the sun's warm rays....


:rose:
 
The boys

Paul and Randy stared as she ate the sausage and realized the needed to dash to get to their classes. "Well it was nice to meet you, we've got to head off to classes. Barbeque would be fine," eating with their fingers, watching he lick her fingers. They were already looking forward to watching her eat again.

Jeff stood slowly and cleared his plates, enjoying the brief moment of contact as she tried to take the plates from him, he smiled, "Well I'm off to hit the gym, but I'll be back in time for dinner. I'd guess if you need any money talk to Mark, but if he is in his dark room, make sure the red light is NOT flashing, before you enter." Jeff watched the twins dash off before speaking again. "Best bet would be look around, pick things up, hit the pool, and let Mark come to you." He noticed how soft her skin was and his fingers ran gently along her arm. "There is plenty of suntan lotion if you want to work on your tan."
 
Chantal was pleased the boys enjoyed her cooking. That was a good sign that they were all getting along. She could see in their eyes that she had attracted their attention. As house mum she wanted to take good care of her boys and to keep them well fed and motivated.

One of the twins told her:
"Well it was nice to meet you, we've got to head off to classes. Barbeque would be fine."

"Great!" Chantal replied. "I'll make BBQ ribs then" she offered.
"We can eat by the pool" she suggested as she imagined a quaint little pool party.

As the twins disappeared out the door, Jeff was ready and spoke up:

"Well I'm off to hit the gym, but I'll be back in time for dinner. I'd guess if you need any money talk to Mark, but if he is in his dark room, make sure the red light is NOT flashing, before you enter."

"Are you studying Physical Education?" Chantal asked lamely.
"You look pretty strong already" she teased Jeff.

"I'll try not to disturb Jeff...." she added as Jeff seemed to head out.

For the next hour Chantal started to clean the place. Boys were so dirty and filthy. The house started to get warm and she realized she didn't have a clue how to work the AC. She went up to her room and forgetting that Mark was in the basement simply took off her sundress and put on a yellow bikini.

That is so much better! she decided as she returned to her cleaning of the house.

Chantal opened all the drapes on the house to get the sunlight in. Then she opened all the windows to get some type of breeze going. As she entered the boys rooms she took a quick peek at their stuff. They sure had a lot of dirty clothes.

Feeling motherly, she got a laundry basket and started to pick up the dirty clothes before heading down to the basement. After loading the machine and pouring in the liquid soap she turned it on.

As she left the laundry room, she could see a strange circular door with a flashing red light over it.

"Mark?" she called out softly. She was very curious about what he was doing in there. Afterall she had never been in a dark room.

As she moved closer to the door she saw a few lines of string with twisted paperclips holding various lengths of black and white processed film.

As she moved further.. she saw several prints...

Chantal giggled as she looked.....

Jeff watched the twins dash off before speaking again. "Best bet would be look around, pick things up, hit the pool, and let Mark come to you." He noticed how soft her skin was and his fingers ran gently along her arm. "There is plenty of suntan lotion if you want to work on your tan."


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Jeff smiled at her before saying he was actually studying sports medicine and that he needed to stay in shape during the off season. As he left he took another look at he and smiled and could only imagine what Mark had in mind.

Mark was developing film and it was nice to have the house to himself. Then as he pulled the print of Chantal he realized she was probably in the house somewhere.

He heard her calling out his name and he muttered, "Don't turn on the light, you'll ruin the film." He continued, "So do you like what you see?" He glanced up at the negatives making notes on what he had done so far as he scanned over them. "I know they look funny, that's because they are inverted, the black areas are white and the white areas are black." He turned towards her noticing how the reddish light highlighted her hair and made her bikini an orange color.

"Did you need something?" He smiled and went to wash his hands.
 
Chantal was surprised when Mark appeared in a side room off the darkroom.

She listened as he explained about the drying films:

"I know they look funny, that's because they are inverted, the black areas are white and the white areas are black."

Mark asked "Did you need something?"

"Oh no, I was just doing laundry....... But I've never been in a darkroom" Chantal explained politely in her French accented English.

"Did you develop the picture you took earlier?" she asked kindly.

"I love pictures and stuff" she explained.
 
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