*As soon as he walked into the living room, I couldn’t take my eyes off him.*
*Tall. Slim. Dark blonde hair. Glasses……simply adorable.*
*Well mannered. Polite. Exactly the type of boy you would bring home to your……Mother.*
*Zack Ellison had just turned 20. He’s my son’s room mate and best friend at Uni. I was just about to find out that this shy, handsome young man would be spending his summer holiday staying at my house.*
I’m sweating and in the middle of an intense yoga session when my son, Charlie, unexpectedly unlocks the front door and comes bounding through with his backpack, guitar case, sports bag, and a huge bag of dirty washing that he’d so kindly saved up for me during his current term at Uni.
‘’Hey, Mum! Your favourite son is home! I hope you have food in. We’re starving!’’
Charlie booms up the stairs, not realising I’m stretching my curves over a yoga mat in the front room.
‘’Thanks for replying to my text and telling me what time you’d be home’’ I sigh deeply, continuing on with sliding into downward dog.
‘’Also, who’s *we*?………’ I question, expecting to see one of Charlie’s ever-changing girlfriends in the hallway. After rummaging in the fridge for a couple of cold cans of Pepsi, Charlie finds me in the front room, mid Cobra pose.
‘’Mum, you don’t mind if Zack stays with us for a while over the holidays, do you? His Dad is working away and I didn’t want him wandering around Uni picking up girls without me, so I insisted he came back with me’’
Following my son into the living room, Zack appears in front of me, his long, toned frame towering over me as I stretched out my inner hips. His glasses frame his deep green eyes perfectly as, just for a second, he glances between my legs. I remain in position as though I don’t notice and as he does, Zack almost trips further into the room, his backpack still on his shoulders. My son, Charlie, wraps his arm around Zack’s neck and tugs down on it, as though he is rugby tackling him to the ground. The poor boy tries to pull his arms away from him as he laughs nervously, trying to shrug off my boisterous son.
‘I hope it’s ok, s…..sorry for the late notice, I promise I won’t be any problem, Mrs. Miller’’ the words tumbling from Zack’s mouth .
’’I’m starting a summer job at the cafe in town, I can pay my way and…….well, I can always help around the house if you need me to?’’ Zack looks at me, his eyes brows raised and cheeks flushed, a hopeful smile across his face.
My gaze never shift from Zack’s eye line. I slip my short frame back out of my pose so my shapely bottom rests on my heels. Pushing up with my elbows, smiling, I slowly rise up to my feet and pad across the wooden floor towards him.
‘’Zack….. first things first…….its lovely to meet you and please, call me Sarah, and not Mrs. Miller. Don’t make me feel any older’’ I giggle, stepping forward to stroke Zack’s upper arm.
Standing at 5’2, it’s now I realise that this sweet young boy must be well over a foot taller than me.
‘’Also, I won’t expect any payment from you, but I just may take you up on your offer to help around the house’’ grinning up at his sweet face and I gently squeeze my fingers over the arm of his t shirt.
Well isn’t this shaping up to be a fun summer I think to myself as I push a strand of long brunette hair behind my ear.
Turning to my son, I give him a quick peck on the cheek,
‘‘And it’s really great to see you too, sweetie. Just try not to make such a mess over the summer holidays and have me regret not turning your old room into a yoga studio, ok? Why don’t you both take your bags upstairs, unpack and I’ll make some snacks, considering how starved you clearly are’’
I roll my eyes and tut, stepping over the mound of luggage in the hallway and into the kitchen.
A few minutes later, I’m carrying a tray of cold juice, sandwiches, and crisps up the stairs. I can hear the familiar hum of the extractor fan in the bathroom as steam from the shower creeps from under the closed door.
‘’Knock, knock, can I come in…….. I have snacks’’ I shout through the crack in the door at the same time, tapping on the door frame.
After a few seconds with no response, I set the tray down outside the door and retreat to go back down. From previous experience I know better than to just push open any door that my son is on the other side of. Just as I am about to step down the stairs, I hear Zack call after me,
‘’Thanks, Mrs. Miller……I mean, Sarah…….the food looks really great’’
I turn to see Zack, craning his head around the spare bedroom door. His glasses are now off revealing more of his boyish, handsome face… As I walk back towards where he stands, I catch him looking at my breasts, pushed together under my gym vest. I try to shake the thought of him picturing what my nipples look like. I’m a little shocked as it seems to make them strain against the stretchy material of my sports bra even more.
‘’You’re very welcome, Zack’’ I gush, my cheeks feeling a little warm. I’m now stood directly in front of Zack, so I can see he’s shirtless.
‘’I’m sure a growing boy like you must be really *hungry*……’’
Zack doesn’t reply but I feel his eyes burning into mine as I cast a glance down towards his flat lower stomach. I notice a faint line of blonde hair disappear underneath the band of his boxers, under his sweats. I’m shocked but cant deny I’m also a little exhilarated to notice a small tent growing inside.
‘’It will be great to have some company around the house……..Especially someone so……… *handsome*’’
When I look back up, Zack is wide-eyed and chewing on his bottom lip, his expression makes a little surge of adrenaline course through my stomach and I can feel a small damp patch form inside my thong. I can’t believe how much I enjoy the feeling that he’s embarrassed…….and a little turned on.
Smiling, I slowly bring my hand up to Zack’s face and rest my hand there, cupping it gently.
‘’You let me know if you need anything……..Anything at all. You just make yourself at home, ok, Zack’’
I squeeze his cheek softly and wink, leaving my fingers grazing over his skin for a couple of seconds before heading off to my bedroom…………
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