195

Spring finally came!
It was a double-edged sword (was that the right phrase?) being that at long last the weather would be getting warmer and calling for less clothes. Stevie would be looking forward to getting out into the back yard for some much needed solar power, but she wouldn’t be looking forward to getting older.
That was a month away now. And as much as she loved birthdays, even if it would be just her and the son, there was something dreadful about creeping a year further from forty, where life was just beginning, and leaping ever closer to fifty.
When she would get to fifty, she imagined, it wouldn’t be so bad. Chances were that she’d still look good going on sixty, like her mum had. But it was the sense of time shortening that she noticed sometimes, and worried that she wasn’t just creating problems that didn’t exist.
Like every other woman and man alike, she wanted to be young forever. Unlike most others though she didn’t give in to the urge to have a stranger take a scalpel to her bits, in an attempt to look like a fifty year-old human impersonating a thirty year-old alien.
Her proud tits she’d gotten enhanced purely because she wanted big tits, and that was the be all and end all. She wanted porn star tits that she could treat her man to in the bedroom; and otherwise something to fill out a sexy outfit when the mood took her.
Lee, who was now getting more used to her flaunting ways, was also growing bolder in showing his interest. And slowly he was wearing down his mother’s inhibitions, and her reluctance.
‘Let’s go swimming,’ she chirpily suggested one warm and sunny Thursday afternoon. It was rare that they both had the same day off. Not that they didn’t see enough of each other, but they spent a lot of time around the same old house. It would be a shame to waste a perfectly good day, when every school kid’s parents were at work.
Lee was up for it. It had been a long time since he did a few laps. He might even have had his old swimming trunks around somewhere. The question on his mind was, what was his mother going to wear?
Considering that she was built strong in the curves department and also sported the tone of a frequent swimmer, he couldn’t wait to find out.
As they accessed the indoor pool not only Lee was happy to see only a few casual swimmers splashing about. It was the lifeguard with the shifty eyes that he immediately didn’t like.
She was a plain, skinny, mousey brunette with her hair tied back tighter than a warrior tribesman’s testicles, with an old face on a pre-pubescent body. That wasn’t the issue. Why would that be an issue?
The issue was that the moment he and his mother entered, her eyes were on the both of them with a peevish look of disdain, and she didn’t seem to care about making it known. Maybe she had one of those faces? Maybe she really was as bitter as she looked.
Casually Lee followed Stevie along the row of changing cubicles, and then unexpectedly he was pulled into the very one she chose for herself, near the lockers.
Thinking nothing of it, Stevie began to roll down her leggings over her thick buttocks and down her thighs, facing away. When she sensed that her son was not undressing, but merely standing there with his eyes poking out…
‘Perv!’
‘What?’ Lee scoffed, grinning guiltily.
Stevie swirled a finger. ‘Turn around. Get changed into your trunks.’
Lee sat on his end of the bench and slipped off his trainers and socks, lumping them into his water-proof sports bag. Then off came his t-shirt. His mother now following suit, pulled off her tank top to reveal that she was wearing a sporty silvery-white one-piece, stretched thin enough over her tits that it already showed her hardened nipples, and the ring hanging from the left one.
Lee was ogling again, though he tried not to. She still saw him pausing to look from the periphery. And of course now that she was ready and waiting and he was still not done…
‘What?’ Lee asked, as she sat there staring.
‘Hurry up and take your pants off,’ she said too patiently.
‘Well then turn away,’ he directed, mimicking her as he swirled his finger.
Stevie crossed her arms, looking almost insulted. ‘Well you see, this is what happens when you waste time perving at my tits,’ she said too loud. They both heard very clearly that statement echoing around the hall. She cupped her mouth, eyes popping out of her head.
Lee turned away himself. Dropping his sweatpants, he had forgotten to just wear his trunks on the way there and had to change. Now his mother was getting an eyeful of his strong, firm young butt, and those toned muscular thighs.
Slipping on a pair of stretchy blue sports briefs, Lee fumbled a while, trying to secure his junk, unaware of how it might look from behind.
‘Don’t have too much fun with that,’ Stevie quipped. He turned back around then, and this time she fought to keep a straight face as it was now her ogling his loosely packed goods.
‘Don’t you,’ he retorted, scanning her face for a hint of flirtation.
It was all very well Stevie hitting the pool every week and gliding through the laps in her own time. It was a different story when an athletic and cocky young thing tagged along and almost immediately contrasted her abilities with a face full of chlorine.
Like a child on the beach after too long in the school sandpit, the world was his personal playground, and for a while he made a mockery of his mother’s breaststroke, chewing up the length and width of the pool.
And then for a while he slowed down and decided to swim side by side with Stevie, grinning like an idiot. ‘You’ve finally decided to slow down before you drown of exhaustion then?’ she spluttered as she moved into a backstroke and struggled at first to keep the water out of her eyes.
Lee’s eyes averted immediately to her swimsuit-clad breasts, and saw that indeed the suit had gone see-through. He could see the dark pink of her nipples and highly approved.
‘Well I wouldn’t want to have to be rescued right now,’ he gasped.
Stevie scoffed as she eased in and glided through the pool. ‘Oh?’
‘Not by that skinny angry lifeguard,’ he explained as quietly as he could, the lifeguard policing the pool’s length. ‘She keeps looking at me like I’m hiding heroin up my arse.’
Again, Stevie scoffed. Where did he find these sayings? ‘No, I don’t know her,’ was all she said on that matter. And with one quick glance to Lee, and then to where his eyes were trained, she knew that he was staring in awe of her tits again.
‘Perv…’
Lee didn’t quite catch that. ‘What?’ he asked. And then he made the connection. ‘Oh,’ he said and then smirked at his mother before looking elsewhere.
They reached the side, rolled under, projected off the wall and then came up to reverse the lap, shaking the excess out of their eyes. Now he wasn’t looking at her tits, she observed as she began to overtake him. He was eyeing every inch of her body from the legs up.
She’d teach him, she thought mischievously, and dove deep into a three-sixty degree curve, coming up like a shark snapping at his ankles from behind. Without even thinking what his mother was doing, Lee felt the shock of a strong hand yanking at his calf and held his breath to go under.
She was on him in an instant, showing her expertise in the pool regardless of how much faster he could swim on the surface. Her grinning face came up blue when Lee twirled around to find her, but before he could get away, she was in too close digging her nails playfully into his hips to tickle him.
‘Mmmmm,’ he gargled, and great big bubbles of laugher exited his nostrils. The only thing he could do was to pull her in tighter and take her into a pretend death-roll like an alligator would.
Their bodies pressed together, Stevie felt her son growing hard against her belly. Grabbing his wrists she playfully wrestled with him, wrapping her thighs around his waist, pulling him so tight that his growing hardness was now glaringly obvious.
Devilishly then, she allowed him to overpower her, only when he tried to push her away, she took back just enough control to manoeuvre his grasping hands right onto her tits.
Stevie opened her mouth into mock-outrage, only a cheeky grin and a flash of the eyebrows betrayed that she was deliberately toying with him.
He let him go. She could hold her breath way longer after so much swimming practice. He on the other hand, she would not drown for a laugh. Instead she would snatch down his trunks as he took off for the surface and come up for air herself in the deepest end some ten yards away from where he now bobbed naked and quietly panicking.
‘Oiiiiii,’ echoed the voice of the lifeguard as she came pacing down the side of the pool towards Lee, who now looked to his mother as though she was the one who would be in trouble. The lifeguard sounded angry, but spoke so loud that she became lost in her own echo chamber.
With a flash of his naked white bottom, Lee plunged back underneath the water and disappeared. Knowing very well where he would be going, Stevie laughed to herself, the flimsy trunks tight in her grip.
‘Payback’s a bitch,’ Lee thought as he closed in on his prey. Those long strong legs waved and paddled in the deep, that silvery-white one-piece unmistakeably his mother’s. And although he couldn’t deny the pleasurable sensation of swimming in the nude, he wanted his trunks back, preferable before he’d be kicked out of the pool.