“I like that frequency!”
“You’re in your prime now dear. You want it all the time!”
“Not all the time. Sometimes I want to eat!”
Mom laughed at this. “That’s a male teen, sex and food!”
“What more do you need?” I asked honestly. I mean really.
“Well now that you’ve caused enough trouble for one day you should go find something else to do before your father gets suspicious of all the time you are spending in the kitchen with your mother.”
“Something to do, besides my mother?” I gave her a grin, then a kiss on her cheek, but let my lips slide down to hers before I pulled away. “I haven’t been spending much time with my friends lately. I suppose I could spend the rest of the day with them instead of my sexy aunt and her equally hot sister!”
Mom moved to swat my arm but I dodged her feeble swing. “I may be home late. Don’t wait up.”
“Remember it’s a school night!” There was still some of my former mother left in this incredible woman standing before me.
“Yes mom.” I replied. “We’ll probably just troll the suburbs looking for some hot moms that need some good lovin’.” I teased as I went out the door; the dishtowel she’d thrown hit the door’s window.
I chuckled to myself as I walked to my car parked at the curb. If I didn’t already have almost more women than I could handle with the two I had, I might have thought about bringing it up to the other guys. This was a secret I would have to keep to myself. Let them each discover the joys of an older woman on their own.
I did have to dodge their questions as to what I had been doing lately that I didn’t come around as much. I let them believe that I had a girl that they didn’t know about, which was mostly true in its own way. They didn’t need to know I had two!
The five of us whiled away the afternoon in the time-tested way of all teen guys, hanging out at the local gathering place and talking about music, movies, and of course, girls, while scoping out any cute or hot girls that wondered by. I found them all to be, well, girls. Not women. I played along, still enjoying the sights. There had been a couple women pass by that drew my attention, but after making a comment about the first one and their response having been, ‘she’s old!’ I made no further comment and enjoyed the views silently. I think one or two may have even glanced back at me upon catching my stares. If not for mom or Aunt Jess, I might have tried to talk to one (or more) of them. If there were more desperate housewives out there …
We grabbed some burgers, played some hoops, a few of the guys had to leave early, and when darkness fell and the bugs finally got intolerable the rest of us after awhile called it a night. I promised not to ignore them as much but with their belief in my girlfriend, I could tell they didn’t really hold me to it.
I knew everyone would probably be in bed when I got home just after eleven. I saw a light in my parent’s bedroom window, but I knew it was too late for a visit from mom; dad would be in bed, but would still be awake I was sure. I entered the house as quietly as I could, not because of any curfew but out of respect for the rest of the family. My parents had never set a time to be home, feeling that that was my decision and if I wanted to suffer the next day that was also my consequences for a bad decision. As long as my grades were good, they relied on knowing that they had brought me up right to make the right choices.