Frat Mom

[badbabysitter]

" You have got to be kidding"

Veronica looked at the backyard of the sprawling house. It was a mine field. There were chairs floating in the pool. Beer bottles as well. Asssorted party deitritus covered the landsape.

She shrugged and went to work.

This was the first day at her job as "domestic maintainer" of the Kappa Omega Kappa fraternity. How the hell did a 43 year old woman end up in a job surrounded by boys her sons age.

Simple. She needed the money.

The divorce was messy and she had ended up with nothing. She landed this through a friend of a friend of a friend who knew a father of one of the young men who attended the school. They needed to bring this party pad up to a principled state and maintain some discipline, so the thought was domestic help, and an older woman would be perfect. A mother figure to keep them in line.

That was the idea.

The boys were out at a game and the others staying behind were passed out intheir rooms. This gave Veronica most of the day to tackle cleaning the house, whch she did. She was planning on leaving the boiys a big suprise.

A clean house!

The yard took the rest of the afternoon, and by 4 she was exhausted.

She was to be a "live-in" and there was her "cozy" bungalow at the back of the yard, almost buried in bushes.

" Cozy" entailed a bathroom, a bedroom and kitchenette/living room. The nice thing was it was one of those gorgeous clawfoot tubs, which had probably been there since the 20's.



She soaked into the tub and let some of the cares fade away from the day.


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Veronica Kingsley
43
auburn hair in curls cascading over her shoulders..which she wears in a bun while working

hazel eyes
light dash of freckles
buxom hourglass figue.. 36DD- 30- 34

 

[badbabysitter]

bump bump

 

[lylelylenecro]

Ron

Stumbling out of the Frat House, the sun glared his my eyes, blinding white. But as they refocused, Ron had to wonder if he woke up in the right place. If this was the same place they'd had the party last night, some magical creatures must surely have swept it all away. He remembered some shoe fairies from a long-ago childhood nursery rhyme and in his still-drunken state of mind it seemed to make sense.

He could hear water running in the bungalow across the yard, and the sound of it was effecting his ability to retain fluid. Being as early (4pm) as it was after a party like that, Ron decided it would be far better to stumble into the old bungalow than to piss right in the seemingly magical swimming pool. Heavily hung-over, the 22 year old foot-ball player brushed his way through the doorway, and as he found the toilet he let his head lean against the wall as he positioned himself aiming into the porceline bowl. Resting his head on the wall, with his dick in his hands, knees locked in subconscious support for his body, Ron's heavy eyelids sunk low and he felt them close as the songs from lastnight began playing again in his inner world, lulling him back into the Land of Nod.

He had no idea the bath tub, only feet away, was even occupied.

 

[mirrors2]

"Lets see .. I know I had it before we were wrestling out here.."

Matt stood in the center of the yard, giving it, the surrounding bushes, and the bungalow an appraising look. The lanky 22-year-old's lost wallet was out here somewhere, hopefully. With an unhappy look back at the frathouse - he'd better not have to search the entire thing - he starts walking along the outside edge of the yard, keeping a careful lookout for the lost wallet.

 

[OnHarry]

Alfred Suggins

Alfred was around six foot but rather awkward, he was not a jock, he did not do well with the ladies, he was a virgin in fact, and he was 22 and a senior at the university. He was in this fraternity because this is where his father had been, his dad had been an all star football player, a runner up for the Heisman trophy, and was still spoken of with respect here.

To say Alfred was a disapointment to his dad was putting it mildly. So why was he still here in this frat house full of jocks and such, because Alfred acted as a tutor to all the others who had trouble getting their marks, and he could aid anyone in any subject, from English literature to differential calculas, the jocks respected him and no one bothered him. He was not big on sports, hell he wouldn't walk across the street to see a football game for nothing. The only sport that appealed to him at all was Baseball as to him it seemed somewhat more cerebral than others. He did not play of course.

He was not overly happy about the lifestyle ie wild parties, semi naked and naked gilrs all over the place but even the jocks girlfreinds respected him and left him to himself, he helped them to.

He did all the teaching aid for a modest fee which had really piled up over his four years here, and he had enough saved to cover his incidental expenses for an MBA at one of several universities that had offered him scholarships including this one.

The only thing he was missing was that one thing he had not as yet done except in his mind and that was to have his manhood consumated, he had come close once, but the girl refused to follow through saying he was not the man she wanted.

He always showered alone as he had never been a jock and was never comfortable showering with a bunch of other guys. The guys figured he was embarrased about his equipment and they were right but he still wanted sex.

He came home that day figuriong he would have to organize a party of the least hung over jocks to do a clean up, but to his surprise when he got there the place was pristine. Fantastic someone actually took the initiative this time. Now he would go to his private room on the third floor of the house and work on a study plan for Matt's biology project he had to do to pass his final year.

 

[badbabysitter]

Veronica

She floated languidly in the tub, her full breasts floating on the surface. Her body in this light to see was absolutely exquisite, but alas no one was looking . Not evenm the drunken man being no less than 3 feet from her.

Her ears floated under the water, having her immune to the sounds of the man entering, her hair fanning about her in the under.

Then she surfaced, opened her eyes...and shrieked

He did too.

It was almost comical as the two were startled.

She sat upright in the tub, and covered her abundant bosom with her hands

" What are you doing in here young man! This is my bathroom!"

 

[lylelylenecro]

"Oh, shit, i'm sorry!!! I just stumbled over here instead of pissing in the pool. I didn't think the shoe faries would like that much." He treis to drunkenly explain himself in half-sensical sentances, but in the blur of Ron's mind the sudden realization that this lovely nude woman was in front of him hit his nervous system, and his cock swelled of its own valition.

"I'm sorry, ma'am," he said more slowly, "I didn't mean to barge in on you... I guess I'm still pretty drunk, i guess..." His words began to trail off into inaudible syllables.

Veronica watched as his phallus enlarged visibly in his own hand.

 

[badbabysitter]

Veronica reached over and quickly grabbed a samll hand towel dangling by the edge of the tub, it tid very little to hide her abundant cleavage.

" I dont care if you're drunk or not! I am still your domestic maintainer!" she said half blustering.

Her eyes wandered but kept coming back to his crotch, the rumours were false about jocks, they werent all steroid monkeys. This young man had a handful.

Oh what was she thinking! This man would bne her sons age, if she had a son.

" Please zip up your..your thing..and leave and we wont speak of this again"

 

[lylelylenecro]

Ron

Stumbling over himself to put his junk back in his drawers, Ron apollogizes repeatedly as he searches for the door. Ashamed and a bit bewildered, he leaves the bathing beauty to her self and stammers back into the frat house, collapsing back into one of the darkened bedrooms.

 

[mirrors2]

Well, that was strange.

Wallet forgotten for the moment, Matt watches Ron stumble back towards the frat house. He could swear it just sounded like Ron shrieked a second ago.. but that couldn't have been Ron's voice, could it? Another confusing mystery for an already confusing day.

"Alright .. see what's going on, find my wallet, then finish homework," he mutters to himself.

Padding over to the bungalow, he leans through the slightly open door to take a look inside.

 

[badbabysitter]

Veronica

The young man sure got an eyeful.

Veronicawas bent over, her round shapely ass pointing towards him picking up her bra.

She turned, oblivious to her voyeur and struggled with her boulder holder, untill she was firmly encased. She followed suit with a simple set of white cotton panties, then pulled over some tight hup hugging jeans, and a blouse she loosely did up.

" That should do it" she said to her self, ' time to say hi to the boys"

She walked to the door

 

[mirrors2]

That ... was unexpected.

Matt was too stunned to move, for a moment. After what seemed like an eternity - only a split second, really - he tore his eyes away from the sexy figure moving towards him, and lithely stepped around the side of the bungalow and out of sight.

At least, that's what he intended to do.

His sleeve caught on the doorknow as he started to move, and his involuntary tug bounces the door off of the toe of his shoe and swings it open into the room.

Frozen in place and unsure how to react, he simply stood in place, a conspicuous thick bulge at the front of his jeans.

 

[badbabysitter]

Veronica

She turned , startled at her new intruder.

Another cute young man, with another considerable bulge in his pants.

*What are they feeding thse guys* Is what she briefly thought.

Veronica crossed her arms across her chest.

" I think we need to summon your far brothers to the the den in the big house, all all have a little chat"

 

[mirrors2]

Although he generally doesn't like to question the sudden appearance of attractive women, Matt wasn't likely to follow orders without at least a few questions answered.

Shaking his head briefly, he seemed to snap back into the present and compose himself. Ignoring the tightness in his jeans, he tore his gaze away from the sheer fabric of Veronica's blouse, and narrowed his eyes.

"A little chat? Who are you?"

 

[badbabysitter]

Veronica

She sighed .

" Who am I?" She actively searched his face for an answer.

Nope , didnt look like he had a clue as to what he was speaking of.

" I'm the domestic maintaner, that the university has hired to ENSURE that this frat house stays open"

There was a slow dawning of understanding it seems

" I'm here to maintain the house in appearance and hopefully decorum"

 

[mirrors2]

Matt's lips quirked upwards at the corners. This woman seems pretty quick to pretend that Ron didn't just come out of here, and that she hadn't just been putting her clothes back on.

"Decorum, huh? Is that what you were helping Ron with..?"