Home Is Where The Family Is *closed*

[TheAntiRebel]

Robert Miller
Age: 21
6'3" / Well Built 195
Dirty Blond Hair, Blue Eyes, Handsome Face

Robert's Father had been the CEO of a powerful drug company, and his family had had a luxurious life in Southern California. When it was discovered that dear old dad had a habit of 'breaking in' the male junior executives sexually, his parents divorce was a small-time story in the corporate world. His mom made out with a decent fortune, and choice to live in the family's summer house, a fantastic beach house on the ocean coast.

Robert had picked to live with his mom, and she sent him off to the best college in the area. Now, after three years. He was returning home. He carefully guided his newish BMW sports car (his 20th birthday gift) down the small paved road, and pulled up outside his mom's house.

He got out, and headed up inside the French doors. "Mom?" he called, glanced around the living room.

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Jillian Miller
42
Blonde Hair
hazel eyes
36d 32 36

She had married young, into money, and had her son young. She got used to the loneliness of her marriage, until she learned that her husband perferred men. That she couldn't stomach, nor that everyone had found out.

She'd done prety well, taking just about half of what he owned.

She heard her son walk in and call out for her. "On the deck darling" she called out.

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Rob walked out to the rear deck and spotted mom. He smiled and sat down on a deck chair near her. "Hey mom, whats going on?" he asked, looking out over the view of the beach from the deck.

 

[SugarDeSpice]

"Nothing much" She said, curled up on a deck chair in a simple sundress.

She turned and smiled at her handsome son, "How is school going?"

 

[TheAntiRebel]

He leaned back in the chair, streching his powerful frame and sighed. He felt at home here. "Oh, you know," he said, nonchalantly. The past semister had been especially rough. His girlfriend, the captain of the fastpitch softball team had found he was fucking a teaching assistant on the side. "Same shit, different year," he said, smiling at her and taking off his designer sunglasses.

Now he had returned home for the summer to escape the drama. "What have you been up to, living out here all alone mom?" he asked, his eyes inspecting her body. She looked like she had lost weight, and her breasts looked... fuller than he remembered. It wasn't exactly a bad thing.

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Jillian lifted her own sunglasses and looked at him, "Okay...what did you do, and who did you do it with?"

She knew her son, he was a lot like his father in some ways, but straight and not malicious.

 

[TheAntiRebel]

He sighed heavily, and glanced down the beach. He decided he should tell her everything. "Well, I was screwing this one babe," he started. Being rich, spoiled, and handsome while growing up had made him have little self-restrant when talking about his sexual adventures, even with his own mother. "She was the captain of the softball team or some shit. Fantastic body, her parents are law partners. She's great," he started, wondering if he had gone too far.

"Well, this one teaching assistant, she's only like 26, asked to see me after class. Some paper I wrote, I just wrote 'Fuck You' instead of trying to answer it, and she was all like 'Oh Rob, why would you do this,' and I was like 'Whatever' and soon, she was totally flirting with me," Robert said, feeling an odd, yet enjoyable feeling at revealing these things to his mom.

"So, I asked her on a date. I played charming smart rich boy, and soon, we were back to my apartment, having sex like two wild monkeys or some shit. Well, the softball girl found out, and wasn't too happy," he explained.

"So, here I am. Spending the summer here so they'll both cool off for next semister, I hope," he said.

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Jillian rolled her eyes at her son and put her sunglasses back on her head.

"You are too much like your father. If the women know and want to share, it's one thing...but you really should be honest with them."

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Rob coffed at his mother's remarks. "Well, I'm don't bone men though, mom," he said sarcastically. He slipped his designer sunglasses back on, and continued to look on the beach, maybe for some sign of a little hottie he could use to entertain him for the summer.

"What are you doing down here, mom? No man in your life yet? I'm surprised you haven't found some lawyer or something to keep you busy," Robert said, half-joking, half seriously.

 

[SugarDeSpice]

"They all want young trophies on their arms." Jillian replied, disdainfully. "What is it with men and younger women, or men in some cases? What happened to the allure of an older woman?"

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Robert smiled. "I dunno. Must of gotten lost somewhere," Robert said with a grin. "I don't think there is anything wrong with older women, mommy," he said playfully. He ran a hand through his blond hair, and stood up. "Is the water cold this time of year?" he asked.

 

[SugarDeSpice]

"Well someone needs to find it" Jillian grumbled. She looked up at her handsome son and smiled, "Is this the east coast?" she asked, "The water is ALWAYS cold."

She stretched out her long legs, propping them up on a table. "You can always swim inside if you want to though." She reminded him.

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Rob sighed, slightly disappointed. "Damn, I wanted to swim in the ocean. I guess the pool will have to suffice," he remarked, "Excuse me then, mum," Robert said, walking down, off the deck. He strutted around to the front of the house, where he grabbed his bag from the passenger seat of his sports car, before he headed back into the house, and one of the many bathrooms.

He quickly changed into his swimming suit, which showed off his impressive physique. He strutted out of his old room, and into the pool room. He dove into the pool, and started swimming and splashing about, his mind on his woman problems.

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Jillian stayed outside for another half hour and then made her way indoors.

She went to the indoor pool and watched her son for a while. She walked over to the steps and set at the edge, putting her feet in.

"Rob...you seem to be swimming off something more than the problems you spoke about earlier. What is bothering you?"

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Rob emerged near his mom's feet and stood near the edge of the pool. "Well..." he debated if he should admit this to his mum, "I'm having trouble finding a woman who satisfies me. Sexually and otherwise, they all seem so...." he threw his hands up, "boring," he said.

His eyes trailed up his mom long legs, up to the edge of her sundress, when he quickly diverted his eyes up to her face.

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Jillian laughed and leaned over to pat his face, her cleavage clearly visible.

"Well baby, that's what men get when they go for the young ones."

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Rob got a clear view of her full breasts when she touched his face. He suddenly felt lust for his mother, and felt his manhood start slowly stir to life, but he tried putting it out of his mind.

"Yeah, I guess your right mom," he grinning. "I guess I need to find a nice older woman," he said with a insecure chuckle. He took a few steps away from her, and started flicking his fingers through the water jet that was pumping water into the pool. "So, you don't mind if I spend the summer here, mom?" he asked.

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Jillian smiled and straigthened up, "No, of course not darling...you may even find a nice older woman to keep you satisified." She winked, she watched him flicking water through the jets, "Careful, you don't want to get me wet do you?"

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Rob watched his mother wink, and felt his lust return. His mind started racing, trying to wonder if it was his imagination, or if his mom was really coming on to him. "Yeah, maybe," he laughed. He moved back to his mom, and splashed some of the pool water, making a large arc of water, and getting the front in her sundress soaked.

"Ooops, sorry mom," Rob said sarcastically. The wet fabric of her sundress now showed off the curves of her breasts even more. Rob wanted to gaze at them, but fought to keep his eyes focused on her face.

 

[SugarDeSpice]

"Robert!" Jillan scolded, the front of her sundress clearly showed she was not wearing a bra. However, instead of getting mad, she flicked her foot and splashed him in the face.

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Robert laughed with her counter-attack, then dove at his mother, and quickly wrapped his powerful arms around her waist, his face pressed up against her breasts, and picked her up and lightly threw her backwards into the pool. He then turned to her and smiled, waiting for her reaction.

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Jillian stood up, sputtering and put her hands on her hips, "That was not very nice young man, now I have to take another shower today."

She waded over the the steps and walked up them, her dress plastered to her frame as she stood on the last step. "You're not going to get an older woman that way."

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Rob felt ashamed. She was right, he was treating her like one of the college coeds at school, messing around with them and acting like a jackass. He felt bad, and hung his head.

His mom stood near the edge of the pool, and her wet dress stuck to her body, and Rob suddenly felt his manhood start to grow at the sight. Ashamed, he tried to casually turn away from her before she could possibly see it. "Sorry, mom. I took it too far, I guess."

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Jillian sucked in a breath. He hadn't been able to hide his reaction to the state she was in, to her body.

She bit her lip, feeling her own body react to such thoughts, her nipples hardening.

 

[TheAntiRebel]

He saw Mom's reaction, and knew at once she had seen his hard member. He turned his back to her and climbed out of the pool. "It must be the... the water," he said, trying to come up with an excuse. He grabbed a towel and started to dry himself off, while his back was still to his mom.