Sometimes you have to hit bottom...

[dirtymindny]

...before things start to look up !!!

Main character: Male,37 Handsome, athletic with neat dark brown hair with little graying and blue eyes. 6'2" tall, strong build with a slight belly. Well endowed and sexually submissive.


Wife recently left him, and just lost his job as a manager of a shipping company. Wife took the house and most the savings so he has to move back in with his mother.

{This can go any number of ways. He will/can look for another job and place to live. He can go back to school, He can do odd jobs for his mothers friends, or all of the above. Characters can come and go as they please.}

 

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Micki Conners, 33, never been married, broken hearts and had hers broken, minor trust issues, tends to be sexually demanding, 5'4", long thick brown hair, amazing green brown eyes, the mind of a genius, the body of a genie (dangerously curvy olive skinned).


She'd heard the gossip but could not believe it. It was hard to believe that sweet old Mrs. Duncan's 30 something son was moving back in. Due to a nasty divorce and loss of job to boot. However when she heard it from Mrs. Duncan herself, she had to believe.

It was strange how Mrs. Duncan was going on about her poor sweet son, and how he was looking for work. Anything really to help keep him afloat in his time of need.

She sympathized and she knew she was in for trouble when she heard:

"Well you're a young single gal, surely you could use some help with the yardwork and such?"

It was impossible to turn her down, especially when she was offering dessert at the same time. She should have said that it was wrong time of year for yardwork, that her car ran fine, and she killed spiders. But no, instead she said, "Is he tall?" which being on short side led to a discussion of all the things a nice man did around the house and dissolved into how much they appreciated their husbands or missed their dearly departed husbands.

Micki thought she'd managed to avoid the landmine, when a few days later she recieved a call that he was being sent over to help her out over the weekend. Along with prattle of how he was driving his mom insane and she had plans for weekend and wanted him to get out of house. She complained briefly about the moping and gently reminded Micki that she had agreed to help out.

Now Micki wasn't so sure, that had been Thursday night. He was supposed to arrive sometime Friday afternoon and Micki had no idea what to do with him. She'd been planning a nice relaxing weekend filled with bubble baths and satin pajamas. It had been a long time since she'd pampered herself.

 

[dirtymindny]

Charles Duncan collapsed into the old leather chair.
"Whew..." he thought "...glad that's over!"

He had just finished moving his belongings into his childhood bedroom. At least what little he had left after his divorce. He just wanted to relax into his father’s old leather chair and never move.

"You look good in that chair Chase!" His mother said to him passing through the living room where the chair was kept. "Not many use it anymore. Maybe you should move it into your room?"

Her saying that brought back old memories of his Dad. The chair was his oasis when he was alive. Between working long hours in his job as an engineer and then coming home to a demanding wife, he needed a place to just relax. His father would sit in that chair every chance he had. Of course that was rare. When mother had her way, no one had time to rest.

"Don't get too comfortable there." she said from the other room. " I have many things for you to do. Since your lazy father went and left..." she always said it like having a heart attack while mowing the lawn was his way of getting out of work, "...there is lots to do around this house."

They both knew that was a lie. His mom had many a man over fixing everything in sight since Dad passed. The only thing that hadn't been fixed or changed since was that old leather chair. Chase would not even be surprised if his old mom was sleeping with many of those "workers" she had over. That was certainly the rumor around the neighborhood.
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It had been only a week since he moved in with her. She was just as bad as he remembered...no worse! "Do this", "do that", "Get me this or that", any little thing you could imagine her demanding, he did it. It was starting to make him wish he never moved back. He had no choice of course. It was live here or on the street. The streets were beginning to look good.

She was equally irritated however. She just wanted him to get out of the house. He was sitting around all day and trying to do nothing. "No way for a man to act!" she thought. He was in her mind just like his good for nothing father. She was trying her best to keep him busy but it was getting difficult. Besides she had another "worker" coming over this weekend. How could she have someone there with her lazy son around? Then she remembered running into Micki Conners. She knew dumping him on Micki was a horrible thing to do but she was at the end of her rope.

"You need to go over Micki's house and help her with some things." she told Chase.

"Who?" he replied.

"She is a single female friend. She is all alone, and you know how some women are without a man around. I'm sure she has plenty of need for you." she told him. She knew she was stretching the truth but she had to make him feel good. That’s what mothers do for there sons, and she knew she had always been a good mother.

"She is expecting you tomorrow afternoon." she said as she walked away.

He knew there was no arguing with her. He did not want to go. Spending a few days doing things for an old hag friend of his mothers was not his idea of fun. He had planned on just spending time these next few weeks "getting to know himself again". First he cannot find a single peaceful moment with his mother around and now he has to spend the weekend helping someone he has never even met.

"What the hell !" Chase said under his breath as he walked into his room. Not that he had anything special to do this weekend. He never really had anything to do. He was just going to sit at the computer most of the time and masturbate while looking at porn.

In between masturbating he would join "singles sites" and search for his next ex-wife. He also liked to place anonymous listings for women looking for sex. So far he had gotten a few responses from the singles sites, but none from the sex postings. The few responses that he did get always asked for pictures. He knew that if he posted a picture he would get lots of responses.

He was a very attractive man. Strong features deep blue eyes and a mature but virile body. He always received compliments about his eyes and legs. Eyes were something that men often were complimented about. His legs on the other hand were a different thing altogether. He knew that was special for a guy to have nice legs. At least that is what his ex-wife used to tell him.

He wondered what he would be doing for this Micki woman, as he stripped down and climbed into his old twin bed. Probably changing the litter box, running her to the store and things like that he thought. Anything that you would do for an old woman he guessed. Nothing he could do about it now he was thinking as he drifted off to sleep.

 

[intriguess]

Micki knew about Mrs. Duncan's various guests, and sincerely hoped her son wasn't thinking that was how he was going to be paid for his work. As Friday went on she made a list of chores, hoping that he'd never possible get everything done, while making them detailed enough so he wouldn't have to interupt her with questions.

She hoped he wasn't a whiny pouting type, which considering his mother she did wonder. Heck he was probably bald and pudgy, and since she hadn't seen him around he could just as easily be a pale pimpled faced geek.

The last thing she needed was some drooler on her doorstep. Unfortunately their wasn't much she could do to hide her female assets without wearing something like a moo moo. She absently twirled a strand of brown hair as she looked at the list. She was tempted to add rather demeaning chores, but it wasn't her style, and until she met him she wasn't sure she wanting him doing her laundry anyway.

 

[etamitni2]

Mark Johnson

OOC
45 yr old - good physical shape - brown hair - neatly trimmed beard.
Micki Conners' next door neighbor.
Devastated after wife left him for another man.
Has always thought Micki was gorgeous, but never would have cheated on his wife.
Used to be confident about his appeal to the opposite sex, now he isn't sure.
Has reverted back to his pre-marital voyeur habits - watches Micki constantly, hoping to see her nude, but has not yet achieved that desire.

IC
Every day I come home from work and all weekend long I am possessed by the obsession I have for Micki. How in the hell did I get this way so soon after Becky left me. I guess I shouldn't be surprised. Before we found each other I was always the horny voyeur bastard I've reverted to now, seeking any and every opportunity to view the beauty of a woman and masturbate while fantasizing about her.

I never had much confidence with women until Becky threw herself at me. Over the 15 years of our marriage she had convinced me I was man enough for anything. Well, I damn sure wasn't man enough to function normally with her walking out of the house with no more than "Sorry hon, I don't want to hurt you, but I have to follow my heart and libido. My new lover is just so much more appealing than you."

How could she be so flipant after so many years of being together, planning our lives around each other. Well, her "don't want to hurt you" rang hollow. I don't think I'll ever make another attempt at a relationship. I can get the sexual excitement and relief I need from watching, and Micki is a beautiful and convenient beginning.

 

[dirtymindny]

Friday started like any other day. Chase awoke with the usual stiff cock. Normally he did not masturbate in the morning. Today he was exceptional horny however. So he slid down the covers past his waist till his dick sprang up from beneath. He began to slowly stroke it as he admired himself.

Chase might have had bad luck most of his life, but this was one thing he could be proud of. His cock was something that he had always felt lucky about. There were larger ones. Even thicker ones. Not many however put both together with such beauty. He measured it when he was a teen, as all teen boys do. It was at that point a bit over 8 inches and nearly 6 inches around. He felt that it had gotten bigger since then, but he has never measured again. All of his sexual partners enjoyed it to. He was cut and as one ex-girlfriend put it..."That doctor was an artist!" Not too much foreskin taken, not too little. Just right he thought.

His mind wandered as he stroked. He thought about how much he missed regular sex. He dreamed about various women in little or no dress. His mind wandered to women in his past, which ones he liked and how they felt. He thought about his ex-wife. He missed her body.

Just as he was beginning to feel his cock swell. There was a knock at the door.

"Chase! Chase! You awake yet?" His mother shouted from behind the door.

"Umm..Yeah Mom! Hold on!"

"I'm heading out to the store now. Remember you have to go to Micki Conners this afternoon."

"Yes Mom, I remember!"

Chase had actually not remembered yet. "What a mood breaker that was" He thought as he pulled the sheets back up and over his head. "How the hell did I get here?" He said to himself as he heard his mother walking down the stairs.

As the morning went on all he could think about was having to go to this old hags place and do some stupid chores. He showered, ate breakfast and even applied for some jobs on the internet, but he couldn't get it off his mind. He'd do anything to get out of this.

He was going through the morning paper searching for a job when the big grandfather clock struck twelve. "Noon! Damn!" he thought. He put down the paper and gathered his things. "Off to service the old hag!" he thought as he went out the door.

 

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Micki

There was only one disadvantage about working at home, and that was that everyone thought you were available. She'd worked so hard to get to a point where she no longer needed to drive to an office and work for someone else, and most days the struggle seemed worth it. At least the weather was holding, there had been snow storms up north. Then again the idea of making him spend all day shoveling and never enter her house, she started hoping for snow.

She wasn't quite sure when he'd show up so she was comfortably dressed, sweat pants, t-shirt, and a cardigan. When she really got into what she was working on she typically ended up with the cardigan over the chair as her body warmed up.

So when the doorbell rang it completely interupted her train of thought. She cussed out loud and headed for the door. Micki was tempted to peak out window but figured she might as well see him face to face. Though she doubted it would be eye to eye since she was barely 5'5" in shoes and she was currently just in socks.

 

[etamitni2]

Mark Johnson

I was setting up the new telescope that arrived via Fedex today when I saw a guy get out of his car and saunter up to Micki's front door. He looked to be in a bad mood as he rang the doorbell.

I thought "If he hasn't seen what's coming to that door before, his sour mood is gonna change fast!"

This was great. Hopefully, Micki will come outside to talk with him or something. I hurriedly finished assembling the telescope so I could get up close and personal if the opportunity presented itself.

 

[dirtymindny]

Chase had no trouble finding the house. He had grown up in this neighborhood after all. He pulled into the driveway with that empty feeling in his stomach. What went so wrong in his life that has driven him to this point? Having to do mindless chores for his mother and her friends.

As he got out of the car he noticed a spot on his jeans. It was nothing really. Barely noticeable. To him however it may as well been a huge ink stain. It had even taken him nearly an hour to pick out his clothing this morning. He had so much trouble making decisions after his wife left and he lost his job. He had lost all his confidence and the smallest thing drove him deeper away from the man he wanted to be. The outfit he finally settled on was an old pair of jeans and a polo shirt and a baseball hat.

As he approached the door he noticed how nice the house looked. The walkway and hedges were neatly trimmed. The house had a good paint job and everything was landscaped impeccably. It was obvious that Micki Conners kept a stern eye on her exterior.

He paused momentarily before he rang the doorbell. He peppered himself for what was to come to the door. He pictured an older woman like his mother. Maybe older. Someone with short "old lady" hair, maybe thick glasses, wearing ugly comfortable shoes and way too much perfume. How he hated the scent of his mothers perfume. He dreaded the thought of getting a headache from smelly perfume.

He pressed the doorbell. After the ring he waited to hear the footsteps coming. Would he hear the sound of those ugly comfortable shoes he pictured? His mind drifted to his ex wife’s shoes. She was a bit of a shoe whore. He did not mind it though. To tell the truth he liked it. She had some of the most erotic looking shoes he had ever seen. When they were newly weds she used to wear her high heels just for him. He loved the look of a sexy female leg in heels. His cock began to stir in his pants as his mind drifted.

Just then the door began to open. "Oh shit !" he thought. How could he hide his bulge? He placed his hands in front of his pants... then he put them in his pockets. He was undecided. They dropped to his sides.

He looked up. His eyes met hers. This was not the woman he pictured. She was much younger. She was also attractive. Obviously she had been working around the house because of the way she was dressed. He could still tell she was attractive even in her sweat pants and tee shirt. Some women are just beautiful like that.

She was looking at him funny. He hadn't said anything. "Idiot say something!" he thought. What to say? He was speechless. He had lost all his composure. "She must think I'm an freak! Say something...anything!" he was frozen. The moment began to get very uncomfortable. He had to say something. Finally he spoke...

"Umm..err...Is you mother here?"

 

[intriguess]

He had this Giligan/Forrest Gump look about him, all lanky and awkward. She laughed as he asked for her mother even as she privately bet he was bald under the baseball cap. When she stopped laughing she took a slow breath before answering.

"My mother?" She almost asked if she looked desperate enough to be living with her mother at her age, but managed to bite her lip as that was his situation. "You must be Mrs. Duncan's son. Come in, I have a list for you. Mainly stuff out back it's gotten rather straggly with the changing temperature."

 

[dirtymindny]

Chase did not blame her for looking at him like he was an idiot. He felt like one, and after that question he must have looked like one. He felt his face flush red as he entered the house. He would have normally been kicking himself for such an idiot comment. This time he could have killed himself. Micki Conners was not at all what he expected. She was not the old hag he pictured at all. She was young and attractive.
He didn't know if he should say something or not. He was uncomfortable in this situation. He was never what you'd call a sweet talker, but he wasn't an idiot either. At least he did not used to be. He was not sure of anything these days.
As Micki showed him to the back, Chase noticed her shapely body. He loved curves! He never really thought skinny women attractive. He always wondered what the big deal was about them. Girls like Paris Hilton he could do without.

He decided he should say something. He did not want Micki to think he was such an idiot forever.

"You have a lovely place." he said

 

[etamitni2]

Mark Johnson

I watched as the guy chatted with Micki for a few minutes outside her front door. He went inside.

"Damn it" No chance for a view of Micki. I wished I had had time to hook up the long distance directional mic I purchased along with the telescope. I set about doing that now. I wanted to catch as much of Micki as I could. Supposedly, this mic would even pic up through a window well enough to hear conversations clearly in another building.

 

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She wasn't sure how to take it as she led him towards the back door, Micki snagged the list along the way. "You should find everything you need in the garage. If you have any questions skip ahead on list. I work from home and I usually take a snack break at about 3, so come in then and I'll see how you're doing." She smiled, last thing she needed was the neighborhood to think she was a cold callous bitch. It wouldn't be true and trying to live it up or down, would be draining.

"You are familiar with yardwork?" she asked, while he appeared to be in okay shape, his hands were definetly not the hands of someone who worked outdoors.

 

[dirtymindny]

It was too late. Chase could tell by the way she looked at him that she thought that he was an idiot. "Oh well..." he thought to himself, "not the first time will not be the last. Let's just get this over with."

"I've done much outside work for my own home. Umm... I mean my old home." He responded to her question. "I also worked my way through college working summers for a landscaper."

Chase tried to speak with confidence so to erase the skepticism he heard in her voice.

"I'll see you at three!" He said enthusiastically as he walked out to the back yard. As she walked away it hit him. "Damn!" he said as his eyes shot down to his wrist. No watch! Now she was really going to think he was an idiot. Should he say something? No.. She seemed not to want to be disturbed. He decided to just wait. Maybe he will just see her getting her snack.

He looked down at the list Micki had handed him. Shouldn't be too bad he thought. Most of the stuff he had done before. Right off he had a few minor questions but he figured he could just do that stuff later like Micki suggested.
Chase made his way to the garage to get a rake. He figured that would be the easiest thing to begin with.

 

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Micki

She wandered back inside, taking one last look to see that he was heading in the right direction. Once inside she headed upstairs, luckily the room she worked from had a a great view of the back yard. Typically she kept the blinds shut as to eliminate distractions but today she opted to pull back the sheers and pull up the blinds.

He looked to be doing fine, so she pulled her hair back in a ponytail and opted to go ahead and do her usual afternoon workout. It wasn't much just some stretching yoga type stuff, just something to loosen her up and focus her thoughts. She rarely broke a sweat as aerobic exercises tended to make her breasts ache with the bouncing.

 

[etamitni2]

Mark Johnson

I saw the guy walk out of the house and into the back yard. He headed toward Micki's garage. It appeared to me he might be hired-help. I had hoped he might be a romantic interest and provide some way of exposing Micki to my telescope/camera equipment.

It dawned on me that if this dude was going to do some work for Micki she was probably keeping an eye on him. If that was the case I might be able to catch a glimpse of her through a back window. I had quickly packed up my equipment in two cases and headed for the back door when the phone rang.

It was my boss telling me to drop everything and pack for New Zealand. Our company had an opportunity there to make huge inroads with prospective business partners and he chose me to be the man to spearhead the project.

I couldn't believe it. After a few feeble attemps at suggesting other employees for the job were shot down I meekly accepted the position and went upstairs to pack. Three hours later I was on an overseas flight headed to a land I knew very little about.

 

[dirtymindny]

Chase grabbed the rake from the garage and headed to the backyard. "Well at least the weather is nice." he said to himself. The weather was seasonably warm and the sun was out. He made his way to the back my Micki's property and began to rake.
Shortly he realized that he was going to need some garbage bags to fill. As he turned to the garage to find some something caught his eye. He looked up through one of Micki Conners' second story windows. He could see Micki clearly in the window. She looked to be exercising. She was not facing him completely so Chase did not think she had noticed him.
He felt strange. Should he turn away? He was excited and scared at the same time. He did not want to get caught, but he really wanted to watch. Chase decided to go back to raking, but now he faced toward the window. "When do you get an opportunity like this." he rationalized. Trying to push away his guilt.
Micki suddenly became much more attractive to him. H econtinued his work keeping one eye on the grass, and one on the window.

 

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Micki Conners

She finished her work out and feeling a bit warm opted to twist the lower half of her t-shirt into a knot just below her full breasts. It felt good, and she was ready to face work again. She glanced out back and saw he was raking, so she opted to skip downstairs and fetch a quick drink before digging into her afternoon.

 

[dirtymindny]

Chase continued raking as he watched Micki in the window. He saw that she had stopped her exercising and began to tie her shirt in the front. "Wow! They are amazing!" he thought, as he starred at her breasts. He could almost feel them rise and fall with each breath she took.

He was hoping she was not done with her exercise. She was growing more and more attractive to him. He wanted more!

Micki's head turned toward him. He quickly lowered his eyes to the lawn. "I hope she didn't notice." he thought. Normally he would be embarrassed but he allowed himself no time for that. Chase began to think about ways to see her naked. The thought got him excited again and his cock began to stir in his pants.

 

[intriguess]

She quickly snagged something to drink and headed back upstairs. She loved her work, there was nothing like getting paid to do what you loved. It allowed her to set aside time for it rather than trying to fit it in around another job and all the stress that came with it.

She set down at her computer and began writing. An idea had been tugging at her brain all week and she'd set aside Fridays for fun fiction, typically short stories and trivial impossible things that may never see the light of day but allowed her to empty her mind before the weekend. She had an hour glass near by to remind her to get up and move about every hour or so.

When she got up to take a break she had a lot of energy built up and decided to dictate for the rest of the afternoon. Sometimes typing allowed her ideas to roam free, but since she had someone willing to type for her, she loved being able to just talk it out. She set up the mic and spoke and paced and stretched. She was feeling oddly sexual, Micki wasn't sure if it was the endorphins, that time of month, or the fact that she was currently writing rather erotic pieces.

Typically she'd just take a nice hot bubble bath after her snack and let the pulsating jets of water finish her off, but she doubted she would enjoy it knowing he was hanging about. The idea of getting caught was a complete turn off. So by the time 3pm came around she was definetely worked up.

It wasn't until she was sitting at the counter with a cookie and a glass of lemonade that she realized she could smell how turned on she was. It was too late to change her clothes as she heard the sliding door open.

 

[dirtymindny]

Chase continued working in the backyard while thinking of how he could get to see Micki's body naked. Time passed quickly and the next thing he knew he saw Micki having her snack in the house. "It must be three,” he said to himself as he made his way toward the house.

He slid open the sliding door and walked in. He closed it behind himself feeling kinda awkward walking into a stranger’s house like this. He made his way toward the kitchen and saw Micki sitting at the counter.

"Uh Hi!" he said as she was in mid-bite of her cookie. "Stupid!" he thought of himself. Why didn’t he wait until she could speak?

"I was thinking it must be three by now." he stated to try to ease the obvious tension.

As Micki finished her chewing his eyes were drawn to her ample chest. He wanted to see them so bad. Touch them. Suck them. He could swear he saw a hint of erect nipple under her shirt. As he starred he thought his nose caught a hint of something in the air. He knew the scent well. He used to smell it during sex with his ex-wife. It was the raw smell of feminine sexual excitement. "Was Micki attracted to him" he pondered?

His eyes rose from her chest to her pretty face. He knew then that she had noticed him starring.

Embarrassed he asked, "Can I get a glass of water?"

 

[intriguess]

"Can't have you fainting in my back yard. Your mother would never forgive me if you suffered from dehydration." It was about ten after by the time he cam in and at first she figured he must have been hard at work but now looking at him she noticed he wasn't wearing a watch. A detail she should have picked up earlier, at least her nipples were not showing. They had hardened and were rubbing with every move she made, but her bra typically kept them under wraps.

She unconsciously uncrossed and recrossed her legs, and then bit her lip as the scent became more evident. At least to her nose it did, she wondered if he noticed and what he thought if he did. What if he thought she wanted him for the same reason his mother had a much younger man 'clean out her pipes.' She had always thought it would be interesting to be so sexually free at Mrs. Duncan's age. Then again she wasn't that free now, so she doubted it would increase that much over the next 20+ years.

"How's it going so far?" she focused back on why he was here, and not the image of him slowly licking from her feet, up her leg to.....She really needed to get out more if she was having such vivid fantasies. Then again he had been ogling her fairly obviously a few minutes ago. Of course a man would have to be gay or blind not to notice her breasts.

 

[dirtymindny]

Chase smiled and walked around Micki to get some water. As he found a glass and filled it with ice from the freezer he couldn't remove his mind from the thought of that wonderful smell. As if he was not horny enough it hit him hard. It was like the air was going into his nose, straight down his spine and wrapping around his cock. He tried to play it cool but there was no hiding his erection.

He filled his glass with water and glanced back at Micki. She was biting her lip and squirming in her seat. Was she uncomfortable or excited? Chase was not the world’s most knowledgeable guy when it came to woman. So he could not be sure but it sure looked like something was going on with her. The tension had also changed. It was still there hanging over them both like a thick fog. It was however different than it had been. That uncomfortable feeling that was shared between two strangers had left. Now it was a different tension.

Chase could not put his finger on it. It was exciting however. Was it sexual? He did not know but he did want to find out.

Chase decided to break the silence, "Sorry about the Mom comment before. I just wasn't expecting someone so young. My mother hadn't told me you'd be so sexual....um...I mean beautiful!"

His face immediately flushed red. It was a slip of the tongue. He cursed himself silently hoping she would have missed it.

 

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"That sounds just like your mother," she kept her legs crossed as the movements had only made things worse. "She evidentally thinks that because I don't have a steady stream of men in and out of my house that nothing gets done around the house." She attempted a weak laugh, but the idea of him scrubbing her feet while she lounged in a luscious bath of warm bubbles, kept filling her mind.

 

[dirtymindny]

Chase spoke without thinking..."I'm sorry I did not mean to imply that you couldn't...I mean were not sexual...umm I mean to say that you do not have sex enough. I'm sure you have lots of sex...not that you're not a respectable woman....I mean you are very respectable I'm sure. I just was trying to say that you are very sexy....I mean every guy would have to be blind not to want you. Not that you would want every guy I...umm...I mean you could just have them if you wanted....but like you say your not like my mother.

Chase tried to explain himself. He felt he was just making it worse. Here he had a sexy woman right in front of him. He could smell the excitement in the air. She looked like she was turned on and all he could do was babble like an idiot. His face was very red now, but that was the least of his worries. He had a huge bulge that he could not hide, and s small wet spot of precum was showing on his jeans.

Then it hit him..."MY Mother?" he thought. What about his mother that she would bring her up then?

His mind wavered...but his eyes could not leave Micki's body.