Misc. Erotica Guilty Pleasures

It seemed like I had barely closed my eyes when I heard Rob get up and begin dressing. I knew he and Bill had a full day of golf planned, playing at least 36 holes and more if they could fit it in. That meant they'd be gone all day and very possibly into the early evening. Plenty of time for whatever was going to happen to happen.

I attempted to go back to sleep as tired as I was, but my thoughts kept me awake as I lay there in bed. I was struggling with Jared's sudden change in personality and demeanor. I understood he was angry and upset with everything that had happened. Along with what he had only recently learned about himself. That Susan and I had in fact deceived him in our own actions only added fuel to the fire. Still, treating her as he had was inexcusable, though I held myself partially to blame because of it.

I finally rolled out of bed throwing on a fresh pair of undies and a tee shirt and headed into the joined kitchen sitting area. I wasn't surprised to find Susan already up and sitting there at the kitchen counter. I was surprised to find her sitting there in the nude however.

I hadn't bothered to look at myself in the mirror after getting up, looking at Susan I didn't need to. I figured I looked almost as bad as she did. She had bags under her eyes from lack of sleep, her hair not yet brushed, unkempt and still wearing her now partially smeared makeup from the night before. She looked like hell, and no doubt felt like it too, but that still didn't explain why she was sitting there drinking coffee with nothing on.

"Susan?" I asked without further elaboration. Just saying her name asked all the questions I had running around inside my head. She looked up at me dejectedly, even blushing a little at her obvious appearance.

"I know," she said simply in response to that, then adding, "he told me to stay like this," she now said taking a tired sip of her coffee. Normally Susan would have offered to pour me one, and would have in fact done so upon seeing me. I walked by her still curious as to what she meant, pouring my own coffee, and then asking.

"Who? Bill?"

"No. Jared. He was up when the boys left," she told me. "I was in fact, pretty much wearing what you are now when they left, shortly after which, Jared got up and came out. I tried to talk to him, but he told me if he was even going to listen to anything I had to say, that I had to undress. He then told me he hadn't as yet made any decisions, but until he had, he wanted me to stay like this so he could look at me whenever he wanted to, however he wanted to, and in whatever way he wanted to, until he finally had."

I looked over my shoulder back towards Jared's room. "He go back to bed?"

"No...in the shower, just left before you got up and came in here," she told me.

I listened more carefully then, and could hear the shower running. Once again I looked at my friend. I was both appalled and angry that Jared would be acting out like this. Again...it wasn't his nature to be doing this for one. But that Susan was complying with his request wasn't in her nature either, and I told her so.

"This is bordering on cruel," I told her. "Jared has no right to be treating you like this Susan, I don't care what he's gone through, or believes we've done for either one of us to be treated like this, but for you to actually comply with his wishes, and sit here naked until he does decide, is ridicules! What does he hope to accomplish in having you do that anyway?"

"I know why," she said simply. "Jared's trying to humiliate me the same way he now believes we...or rather I, humiliated him." With that, she now stood revealing something else to me I wasn't aware of until that moment. Even then it took me a moment more to grasp what that was, until she spread her legs as she stood there. I glanced over towards her, still confused as to what it was she was doing, until I saw a hint of something blue sticking out of my friend's pussy. It was then that I realized she had the same blue pair of panties stuffed almost entirely up inside her cunt that we had used as enticement towards Jared. The same panties that he had stood there using to pleasure himself with. The same panties Jared had seen me twirling about my finger just before I kissed his mother, with Jared's fresh cream still held within my mouth.

Susan now had them buried almost completely up inside herself.

"What the fuck? Susan?"

She sat down again, her face now crimson. "He told me to put them there, and keep them there, until he said otherwise," she now informed me.

I was shocked, not so much that my best friend was sitting there with her panties stuffed up her cunt, but that Jared was indeed angry enough, and cruel enough to have demanded that she do so. But I was also surprised on the other hand, that she actually had.

"Why? Why would you allow him to do this to you Susan? And why on earth are you doing it?"

"Because...I don't want to lose my son, though after everything that's happened, maybe I already have," she told me. "But if this is what it takes for me to get him to at least talk to me, have anything to do with me at all, then it's a small price to pay. That's why."

It was then that I heard the shower turn off in Jared's bedroom, which meant he would no doubt be coming out into the kitchen area soon. I stood, immediately pulling off my tee shirt throwing it over onto the back of a nearby chair. I then stepped out of my panties as Susan looked at me, her eyes suddenly going wide.

"What are you doing?"

"I don't agree with any of this," I told her. "But you are my best friend, and if you're going to sit here like that, then so am I. If nothing else, I'll do it to support you, not because of anything Jared expects from me, but only so that he knows I am likewise willing to be humiliated out of support for my friend."

I stood, now stuffing my own panties up inside myself, which at the moment wasn't a very easy thing to do as I was certainly not aroused. But I was bound and determined that if Susan was going to sit here like this waiting for Jared to return, then so was I.

"You don't have to do this. He didn't ask you to even do it," she told me, though I could see the tears already forming in her eyes that I was willing to humiliate myself for her in front of her son.

"Yeah...I know, but we're in this together, and Jared needs to know that I'm doing this to support you...I'm certainly not doing it for him!"

As expected, Jared came wandering back out into the room several minutes later. Hearing him, I had stood next to Susan. He was wearing the resort robe he had had on the night before, and nothing else as it was clearly obvious he was sporting an erection beneath it, and didn't care that it was quite evident that he was. I held back a smile, seeing the surprised look on his face at seeing me. Not that I was there, he must have anticipated that, but that I was also naked just as surprised at seeing me that way as I had been upon seeing Susan. It was then that he looked down as I stood there, legs slightly spread, a hint of my own panties sticking down between my legs.

He opened his mouth about to say something, and then thought better of it taking a seat in front of the two of us, his erection tenting the front of his bathrobe as he sat down.

"You don't have to do that," he told me, for a brief moment the old Jared, the one I had actually become friends with and had come to like reappeared. But then his face hardened almost immediately. "Why don't you go back to bed Jennefer? Or go out to the pool or something? This is between mother and I. But...if you stay, then know I won't treat you any differently than I am her." He added with just a tinge of a threat being given.

I stood my ground, my hand caressing Susan's shoulder in support. "I don't know why you feel it's necessary to humiliate your mother more than you already have Jared," I began as Susan tried briefly to keep me from continuing. "But if you're insistent on doing that, then you do it to us both, if that's what's going to make you feel better about yourself," I concluded staring back into his eyes.

"So be it," he said with a steely-eyed expression. "If that's what you want...then sit down."

I started to do so, pulling my chair out.

"No, next to her," he told me, and then stood untying the sash on his robe, allowing it to part. He now stood there in front of us, fully erect, his hard stiff penis thrust out in front of him as though brandishing a sword. He stood looking down at us, stroking his cock as he did so, fisting it slowly up and down. What he was doing, I would have normally found erotic and enjoyable, just as I had done before when I'd watched him previously. Now however, I received no pleasure out of his doing this. And I am sure the stoic look in my own face as I sat there looking at him told him that. He almost appeared to be getting frustrated a little as I now noticed his cock growing a bit softer, even though he continued to play with it. Once again I almost smiled, but it would have only served to make him even angrier and more frustrated than he already was.

"Play with yourselves," he demanded. I at first hesitated, but Susan almost immediately spread her own legs, her hand slipping down spreading herself, revealing even more of the now infamous blue panties still peeking out of her pussy lips as she began fingering and toying with her clit.

Still determined to support my friend, I now made motion to touch myself seeing that she was, still giving in to what I now felt where very unreasonable, and continued humiliating demands. I hated that my own body could betray me as well, just as Susan's obviously was, as she moaned pleasurably, now purposely fingering herself, rubbing her clit as we sat there watching Jared jerk off. He'd managed to get himself fully erect once again, no doubt the stimulus of seeing us likewise masturbating had worked through whatever guilt he might have been feeling after starting this. But I still hated the fact that my own body was betraying me as I felt the liquid moisture of beginning arousal begin to seep through the panties I still had stuffed up inside me. As much as I fought against the urge, the sensations, I found myself losing, the images of the nice erotic encounters we had shared, right or wrong, once again worming their way back into my memories, my thoughts.

With the sounds of Jared's labored breathing becoming more and more noticeable, I realized he was in fact well on the way towards orgasm. He fought, holding it in check however not allowing himself to come yet, knowing full well his own pleasure would be far less than it should be.

"Make yourselves cum, before I do," he demanded once again. I actually thought about simply faking it, but then I knew he would know if I did, unless I laid it on thick, and really acted as though I had. But I saw no point in doing so, realizing then what I felt would be an even better response, denying him whatever pleasure he was receiving from this when I actually did climax, and knew that I had.

I had given myself quick stress relief orgasms before, hardly as pleasurable as when I was aroused and excited, but I could in most instances come quickly if that was my simple intent. Which this now was. I now fingered, and rubbed my clit in such a way as to bring that about as quickly as I could, watching Jared's face as he now locked more onto mine than upon his own mothers as Susan labored with the difficulty of actually getting herself off.

As I actually began to climax, feeling the flush starting to spread across my face, my breasts, I allowed no pleasure to fill my eyes, locking onto Jared's as he watched me. He saw that I was indeed in the midst of having an orgasm, though denying him the normally sweet surrender of it that I'd have once freely given him. It was with a bit of my own personal satisfaction and joy that Jared now surrendered to his own. Frustratingly so as his prick now betrayed him, a forceful jettison of his spunk leaping from the tip, hitting me squarely between the breasts, quickly followed by another. He turned, the third already following the second as he now purposely aimed it towards Susan, likewise spurting against her. The majority of his spending now being directed upon her as opposed to me, his intent once again pure humiliation as opposed to eroticism. I could hear the frustration of that in his groan, even as he covered his mother's breasts in his cream. It was evident he received no real pleasure in doing so, any more than I had given him in climaxing as he watched me. My face expressionless, even if on the inside I felt the pleasured surge of momentary release.

After he was finished, he stood there, his prick wilting far more rapidly than I had ever seen it do in the past. I could feel the trickle of his semen running down between my breasts, but I paid no attention to it, only then glancing over towards Sue who was covered in her son's cream far more copiously than I was. She hadn't however climaxed, though she sat there in vain, still fingering herself as though trying to find the way to do so...for Jared, just as he'd asked and required her to do.

I saw then what for the first time actually looked like remorse. He reached for his sash once again closing his robe around him.

"I'm going out to the pool," he stated suddenly. The softness in his eyes once again hardening as he spoke. "Go...shower, make yourself presentable," he said speaking to his mother, ignoring me completely as he did so. "Put on your bikini, make it a sexy revealing one," he added not yet content with the way things had so far transpired. "And then come outside and join me," he told her, still ignoring me completely. He then turned and quickly headed back into his bedroom to dress.

I wanted to follow him, grab him and shake him, shake some sense into him if I could, and nearly did so. Susan however grabbed my arm, tears running down her face. "No Jen, don't!" She said, looking at me pleadingly to let it go...let him go. "I know him, I know he's not being himself, he just needs more time to work through this," she stated. She tried smiling then, looking at me. "But thank you...thank you for being there for me," she added, and then stood preparing to head off and shower herself.

"I'm coming with you," I told her, not taking no for an answer, and moments later followed her into her room.

Minutes later we were both standing in her shower. The nearly scalding hot water bathing each of us as she stood there beneath it, her hands reaching out in front of herself, braced against the wall. I stood behind her, hugging her to me, my head pressed against her shoulder, the water pounding away down upon each of us, making it almost hard to breathe. I didn't care, nor did she.

I noticed however as we stood there, a subtle movement of her body, just managing to look down as she stood there, legs slightly spread, fingering herself. Under normal circumstances, most would have thought her actions bizarre, and perhaps in a way they were. But I knew my friend, I knew this was no more than a desire and a need for emotional release more than pleasurable.

"Let me," I said softly, reaching around replacing her hand with my own as I tenderly began stroking her, petting her. Once again Susan supported herself against the wall, leaning forward, allowing me easier access to her as I molded my body against hers, my fingers now probing her, gently caressing her as I did so.

She came quietly, shivering, shuddering there in front of me, her tears falling, mingling with the shower now cleansing us both.

Once again as Jared had asked her, Susan had slipped into one of her briefest, tiniest and most sexy bikinis. A black one that so complimented her body and skin tone. French cut, her marvelously sculpted twin ass cheeks were completely bare, only the briefest of coverings over her pubic mound. I was glad that she had still chosen to wear the top as opposed to going out topless to the pool even though that was allowed. At least in that, she allowed herself some dignity, even though her breasts still threatened to pour from the top all by themselves, thus revealing herself. I too had put on a bikini, but a far less revealing one, likewise covering myself as much as was possible, wondering even as we did, as we soon finished making ourselves "presentable" as Jared had asked us, what we'd find when we joined him out by the pool.

He was indeed sitting there waiting for us as we emerged from the room. He had taken a seat at one of the pool patio tables beneath an umbrella. I noticed as we drew closer he had already ordered a couple of tropical, though alcoholic drinks for us. A bit early perhaps, even now...but I was surprisingly grateful that he had. I noticed he too had a drink in front of him, but the stir stick announced it was a "virgin" non-alcoholic. I found that very fitting, and very ironic under the circumstances. But I noticed something else too as we both took our seats on either side of him, quickly sipping our drinks. His eyes once again had changed, the anger in them replaced by what I knew to be pure guilt as I looked at him.

"As soon as I finish this, I'll be leaving," he told his mother. "I'm sorry for the way I've been acting, for what I've forced you to do. And just so you know, as soon as I can, I plan on moving out, getting a place of my own, and going back to school," he added. I was glad and highly pleased to see him sitting there looking a little shame-faced, more so when he also turned addressing me.

"And I'm sorry for what I've said and done to you too. You didn't deserve any of that either. I appreciate what you did for me, the things you taught me, the friendship that you gave me even, though I later thought you were just having fun with me at my own expense. I know now, thinking about it, that never really was your intent. I enjoyed everything we did, every bit as much as you did, or at least I hope you did. So...again, I am sorry for the way I've treated you too."

"That's ok, we all make mistakes Jared," I said softening in my own anger towards him.

"Mom?" Jared said finally calling Susan by the name he'd once used far more affectionately. She looked up expectantly without answering. "Maybe I am adopted. And I think it was the shock of hearing about it the way that I did that threw me, caused me to react, and then act the way that I did. There's still no excuse for doing that however. You are my mom, you're the only mom I've ever known, will ever have. And I'm sorry for treating you the way that I did, the way that I have, for forcing you to do the things that you did. And so I truly am sorry for that, which is why I do think it's best if I move out, find a place of my own as soon as I can."

"Jared, you're not the only one to blame here. I allowed certain things to happen, which never should have. That's my own damn fault, but it had nothing to do with you being my adopted son, as I've never looked at you in that way. So to have gotten curiously aroused, is even more devastating to all this, that I should ever have allowed it to go in the first place. And that one's on me...not on you. For me to think that I was helping you, by coercing my dearest and very best friend into taking your virginity, was not my place."

"Susan!" I said trying to interrupt her, but she waved me off.

"No, please...let me finish here. It's not my place to do that. You and you alone will know when it's right, when its time...and with whom. I was wrong to suggest and think otherwise, even if I did so with the best of intentions."

"But see mother...that's where you're not getting it either. No disrespect Jennefer," he said looking at me. "Like I told you before, I really was tempted, and nearly gave in to it a couple of times, but...the thing here, ever since Jill and I broke up, it's you who I've been thinking and fantasizing about, so when I discovered that you were in fact involved in some of the things that happened, even to the degree that you were, I thought then I was finally going to have that opportunity, to finally do it, not with anyone else...but with you."

"Who's Jill?" I found myself asking, though I said it to myself.

"And I nearly allowed that to happen as well, even though I knew it wasn't right. I allowed my own curiosity and temptation to get in the way of my reasoning, something I should never have ever done. I'm just glad it never went quite that far for one thing, because I now know, it can't and never will."

"I know that now too," Jared told her. "Like I said...I think just because Jill reminded me so much of you, which is the reason why I even began thinking about it in the first place."

"Ok, sorry for interrupting, but who is this Jill person anyway?"

"Jill Welsh, she was Jared's first true love, and not just a passing fancy at the time either. They had known one another for years, they'd literally grown up together as kids. Bill and I seriously thought one day they would actually get married, when the time came."

"But I screwed that one up too," Jared said butting in. "We broke up my junior year of high school, which was again my own damn fault. I'd been pressuring Jill into having sex with me, something she had repeatedly told me she wasn't ready for yet. We'd done other things of course by then, but mostly just mild petting, nothing serious. She wanted to wait, asked me to do the same. But I kept pressuring her more and more until she finally couldn't handle the pressure any more, and broke up with me. Shortly after that, her parents transferred her to another high school, and then a short time after that, they even found a new place and moved away. I never saw, or spoke to her again after that. Anyway, I now know, because Jill did remind me so much of you, that not having her around anymore, I quite naturally began looking at you, as Jill."

"Well, that explains a few things anyway," I stated.

"So you see mom, this still didn't have anything to do with anything you did...not really. I'd been dealing with my own guilt for a long time, thinking about you in ways that I shouldn't have been in the first place. But now I know the reason why. So I've come to terms with that, and accepted that now. You see...when I saw you sitting in the chair, saw the tears in your eyes falling, yet the love you still had for me as you did, as you sat there humiliating yourself in front of me. I saw not your face, but Jill's. It was the same look she gave me just before we broke up. And then I realized, I was about to lose you...as my mother, the same way I lost her. Because of my own foolish pride, stupid illogical reasoning. And I knew then, in that moment...I had made a horrible, horrible mistake. And so again...for that, I am truly, truly sorry."

"Well I'm just glad that we've somehow managed to make it here," Susan told him. "But...there's no need for you to do anything rash, certainly not move out of the house, unless that's something you still wish to do. Just do it for your own reasons, and not for the reasons you indicated earlier. I'd prefer it if you continued to live at home, at least for a while Jared. You'll be moving out on your own soon enough as it is anyway."

"So you don't hate me then? Either of you?"

"Of course not," Susan and I said almost simultaneously. "Believe it or not Jared, we both love you. "Maybe things happened that now shouldn't have, but the fact they did cannot change the way I now feel about you. But I for one, am glad that we've all come to our senses about this. You need to make your own decisions, have your own choices and not have anything forced upon you, no more than you tried to force yourself later upon us. In that...we were all wrong. But now hopefully, we've been given a new chance to set things right again. So, can we all agree on that? Forgive and forget as it were?"

"I can...if you guys will," Jared stated, and then received a hug and a kiss from Susan in response to that, and then from me. "Well, I still think I'm going to be heading back. I've already ruined apart of your weekend as it is. Maybe at least you can salvage the rest of it, still have a little fun together."

I saw Susan's eyes rise in surprise upon hearing that. "You're ok with that? Still? After all this?"

Jared laughed. "Oh mom, give me a little credit anyway. You guys are friends, albeit close friends," he snickered. "No...the thought of that doesn't bother me at all, and frankly I'm glad that you can, that you do. But you are adults, responsible for yourselves, just as I now know that I am. So no, I say have fun, enjoy yourselves and quit worrying about what I think one way or the other about it, but more importantly, quit worrying about me. My time will come when it's supposed to, and not before then."

Jared stood up, preparing to leave. He glanced out across the pool area, and then froze. He looked as though he'd seen a ghost. And in a way...he had.

"What?" I said looking over in the direction he was, but didn't comprehend what it was he was looking at. Though Susan did.

"Oh my god!" She exclaimed suddenly sitting up, as Jared all but collapsed back down into his seat, his face having lost all color.

"What?" I repeated again.

"See that young attractive little blonde just sitting down in the lounge chair over there?"

"Yeah?"

"That's Jill!" Susan said sounding almost out of breath.

"Well I'll be damned," I exclaimed just under my breath as I sat there looking at what appeared to be a younger image of my very best friend. "No wonder."

We all sat there in silence watching the young woman as she spread out a towel on one of the pool lounge chairs preparing to lay back and catch some sun. I was a bit surprised when she reached back around behind herself, undoing the clasp on her top, letting it fall. Unlike Susan, her breasts appeared more similar to my own in their size and shape, a nice full perky "B" cup, and perhaps a bit fuller than my own. But it was obvious that Jared was surprised when she did that, let alone surprised at just seeing her there after all this time.

"Damn, I've never really even seen her boobs before," he said still in somewhat of a state of shock. "Now suddenly, there she is...after all this time, just lying there..."

"Maybe you should go over and say hi to her," I suggested. Jared looked at me like I was insane. "Why not Jared? What have you got to lose? What's she going to do? Make a scene? And even if she does...which I'm willing to bet she won't, what's the worst that can happen anyway? Ask you to leave? If she does...then leave. But you won't know one way or the other unless you go over there."

"She's right Jared. If you don't do it, you'll never forgive yourself. There's no way you can just up and go home now, not after seeing her again. And not until you've at least made some attempt to speak to her. If nothing else...just go over, tell her you've missed her, you're sorry, and then see what she has to say about all that. If she still has feelings for you too, you'll know it. If she doesn't...well, then you'll know that too. But you won't know anything one way or the other, unless you go over there and find out."

Still weak in the knees, Jared did stand, holding briefly onto the table for support, screwing up his courage. "Well...if she does hit me, I hope she hits me hard enough for all three of you...because I'll certainly deserve it," he stated, and then finding his legs, he slowly began making his way around the long end of the pool slowly approaching her.

It was like watching it all in slow motion. No one else around the pool area even seemed to exist anymore, somehow fading away. I glanced first towards Jared as he rounded the diving board heading directly towards her at the far opposite end. She was by now applying a bit of sunscreen to herself, glancing about as she did, and then as though sensing something...looking over in his direction. Her hand froze on her flesh, her hand suddenly coming up to shield her eyes. She sat straight up in her chair then, and I half expected her to reach for either her top or the towel beneath her, but she did neither. Jared had stopped midway towards her, hesitating, gauging her next reaction perhaps. Which when it came, was totally unexpected, for everyone.

As quickly as she had sat up, she now stood. She made for neither her top, nor her towel in order to cover herself with. In the next instant she had closed the gap between them before Jared could even react to it. So unprepared for it, when she reached him running at nearly full speed, Jared lost his balance, and together the two of them fell sideways into the pool, clinging to one another as they did.

"Now that's what I call a welcome!" Susan laughed, as I sat there and joined her, totally surprised by what we'd just witnessed.

We sat watching them thrash about wildly in the water for a few moments. Curious onlookers sitting nearby, temporarily watching them as well, wondering what all the sudden fuss and laughter was about. Finally, Jared managed to say something to her, now pointing in our direction. I saw Jill wave, as Susan waved back, and then we watched her sprint the short distance across the pool as she swam towards us, soon after getting out, Jared following behind. She arrived moments after that at our table, dripping wet, bare breasted, and obviously not the least bit embarrassed at being so, though amusingly, Jared was.

"Well, well Jill. Been a long time, nice to see you again," Susan told her. "I've...we've missed you," she then added and stood up giving the young woman an affectionate hug as Jill all but clung to her, hugging her back excitedly, just as Jared only then reached us...smiling. "So...what are you doing here anyway?" Susan asked.

"As a matter of fact, I just moved back a few days ago, got a place of my own, plan on starting school again in the fall. Thought after all that, I'd come up here, spend a few days relaxing, gathering my courage...and then see if I could find Jared, see if there was anything worth salvaging between us. Low and behold...guess who finds me instead? What do you call that anyway?" She said suddenly pressing herself against Jared kissing him deeply right there in front of us, with poor Jared not at all sure at the moment where to put his hands.

"Perfect timing?" I suggested, and then burst out laughing as Jared finally gave up worrying about it, and embraced her as everyone about us stood there looking on.

The pool waiter came over and took new drink orders from us, this time ordering Jared as well as Jill a non virginal drink. I liked the fact that she wasn't at all shy or inhibited about sitting there bare breasted while we did so, though of all people, it was Jared who seemed the most perplexed and confused by her newfound boldness.

"Want me to go over and get your uh...towel or something?" He'd asked her.

"Why? You embarrassed about seeing my boobs? I thought you always wanted to, and now...here you are trying to cover them up instead. Though if you are uncomfortable, I guess I will if that's what you really want."

"I didn't say that...it's just that, well....um ah....seeing you, I mean, like this, suddenly..."

"Jared? Relax, enjoy your drink," I told him, and then removed my own top, just as Susan did.

"See? Now we're all relaxed and equal here, though some more than others," I said once again looking at Susan's much larger breasts. This time however, Jared didn't even bother noticing, his eyes glued on Jill at the moment.

"So, what are you doing up here anyway?" She now asked the rest of us. For a moment, Jared had a worried look in his eyes.

"Same as you...just getting away for the weekend, trying to relax, though Jared here just mentioned the fact he was thinking about heading back, rather than staying."

"Oh? And now that you've found out I'm staying here? Is that something you're still considering on doing?"

"Well no...I guess not, not now anyway. But...I did sort of crash my parent's weekend, so if they don't mind letting me stay in the extra room."

I could just see the look on our husband's faces when we told them that Jared had decided to stay with us for the remainder of the weekend. Until Jill once again surprised us all...and I do mean everyone.

"You can always stay with me in my room Jared, I am sleeping alone you know."

Susan and I both watched Jared's eyes light up with delight upon hearing that, as he stood there grinning at his mother and I sheepishly.

"You and I have a lot of catching up to do...in more ways than one," she added. "I think we need to sit down and have a long talk first though...before we do that," she then said as Jared frowned a little upon hearing that. She then leaned over, whispering into his ear. He listened, his eyes growing wide, his face suddenly blushing a little as she stood.

"Well, I think I'll go gather up my things and head back to my room for a bit. When you're ready to come see me Jared, I'm in bungalow 37. Oh, I understand they're having an outdoor pool party and barbeque tonight for dinner, you guys planning on being there?" She asked.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world!" Susan and I both told her, and then watched her as she scampered off, her cute little boobs bouncing up and down suggestively as she did so.

"So Jared...what did she just tell you?" Susan asked, once again seeing him blush upon being asked that.

"She said she was still a virgin...but that hopefully after tonight...she won't be."

Susan laughed at that. "Isn't that a case of the blind leading the blind?" She teased.

"Except, he's not quite as blind as he once was," I reminded her. "And because of that, I don't think it will be quite as awkward for either of them as it might have been back then. And besides...something tells me that Jill's not as blind as we might believe her to be either. I have a feeling, she's honed up on her brail techniques. But, what you Jared, need to get straight in your mind, is if you can accept that. So...can you?"

He thought about that only briefly, and only for a moment, and then stood.

"Who the hell am I to judge? I'm the one who chased her away in the first place. I'm the one who nearly lost her because of it, who nearly lost what I now have with the two of you, and more so...with my own mother!"

It was nice finely hearing him say that, and I gave him an affectionate kiss of my own. He looked at me then, winking.

"I don't mind telling you Jennefer, especially now. I still wouldn't mind being with you one day, you know...sort of finishing what it was we started and never really got around too?"

"I'll tell you what Jared, see how things go with you and Jill, see how your relationship with her goes first. Work on that...work on yourselves. Perhaps for your birthday maybe."

"My birthday? Shit! That's less than two months from now!" He said grinning at me.

I laughed. "I didn't say 'which' birthday, and I also said...maybe."

Jared moaned, nodded his head smiling. "Yeah...maybe, maybe then." He then kissed his mom, told her how much he truly did love her, and then dashed off in the direction of Jill's room.

Susan and I held up our drinks, clinking them together, smiling once again.

"Hey, you know what I could really use?" Susan asked me.

"No. What?"

"A really nice massage!"

"Think we can still call and get an appointment this late in the day?" I wondered.

"To hell with that," Susan said standing. "I was thinking more along the lines of you doing me...and me doing you."

"Even better," I told her standing up taking her hand in mine. "Lead the way sweetie...lead the way."​