Mom Swap, Part 3

One Week Later

Gavin Westher was the luckiest man in Azure Rocks. Without a doubt.

He could only stare as the door of the hotel bathroom opened up, and a sexy, busty dark haired woman emerged.

Monica Bishop wore only a blood red babydoll dress that showed off copious amounts of cleavage.

Gavin swallowed.

“Like what you see?” Monica teased. Gavin nodded.

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Zack Bishop gave a sigh and reached over to grab the TV controller, turning off Arrow. He was bored. This past week, his mother had been very busy with one thing or another.

Zack’s usual go-to source of fun was MIA. Chloe McRose had very rudely decided to go on a big family trip right at the time when Zack needed someone to hang out with. He wasn’t serious about Chloe being rude. He knew Chloe had been looking forward to this trip for months, and would never deprive her of going.

Zack’s other friend was, of course, Gavin Westher, but Gavin… was better in small doses. He had a tendency to completely ignore Zack and focus on whatever video game he was currently playing.

Zack sighed. He supposed he didn’t really have a choice of friends at the moment, as a good chunk of his other friends were up on a trip to Ravers cabin.

Zack rose up off the couch and headed out of his house, along the sidewalk to one of the other houses in the coul-de-sac, the one belonging to the Westhers, which was just Gavin and his mom.

Gavin’s dad had died when he was very little, and Diane Westher, Gavin’s mom, had been alone ever since.

Zack lifted his arm and knocked on the door. He paused, listening for any sound of movement.

Zack glanced sideways at the driveway to see Diane’s silver car parked out front. Gavin didn’t have a car, so he couldn’t tell whether or not his friend was home that way.

The door opened suddenly, and Zack looked back to the front door, and his mouth went a little dry, his eyes widening in surprise and a sudden tingling going to his dick.

Zack had seen a lot of Diane Westher over the years, as she was best friends with Monica, after all. They owned a clinic together, in fact.

But the vision of beauty before him… she was dressed skimpier than Zack had ever seen her dress.

Diane was a few inches shorter than Monica, which meant she was quite a bit shorter than Zack, who was three inches taller than Monica, a fact he was rather proud of.

Diane had thicker curves than Monica did, with wide hips, tantalizing thighs, and a rather slim waist. She kept herself in amazing shape, and had a tight and toned ass. Unlike Monica’s wavy dark hair, Diane had long, straight blond hair.

She had vivid green eyes that reminded Zack of grass on a bright summer’s day, and a smile that was just as warm.

Diane’s large breasts were stunning, but they couldn’t compare to women like Sarah Woodsen or Monica.

The real shocking thing was that she wore a very skimpy string bikini the color of emeralds. It matched her eyes nicely and complimented her golden hair.

“Zack!” Diane exclaimed, looking a little sheepish, “Sorry about the outfit. I was just about to hop in the pool.”

“Oh, it’s fine. It’s your house after all.” Zack chuckled, “Is Gavin around?”

“No, actually. He’s been pretty busy all week with some kind of video game tournament, I think he said.” Diane said. Zack nodded. That was pretty classic Gavin.

“I see. I’m, uh, sorry to bother you. I was just sitting at my house bored and figured I’d come see if he was busy.” Zack apologized.

“You can come swim, if you want.” Diane offered, “I’m pretty bored, too.”

“Oh. Wow, thanks. Yeah, that sounds great. Let me just dash home and grab some trunks.” Zack said.

“Great! I’ll leave the side fence unlocked for you, so don’t bother with knocking. I’ll be out in the pool.” Diane said, and Zack nodded his understanding.

True to his word, he headed back to his house and went upstairs to his bedroom to change into a swimsuit.

He took off his shirt and the rest of his clothes, then pulled on some navy swim trunks.

Once dressed, Zack put on some flip-flops and headed back across to the Westher house. He walked past the turn to the front door, then cut into the grass and walked up to the white picket fence door, opening it up with ease. He closed the fence door behind him and locked it.

He crossed the backyard and stepped up onto the slightly raised pool deck, and saw Diane sitting on the edge of the pool, holding a glass of wine.

“You want some?” she offered.

“Uh… I don’t drink. Also, I’m underage.” Zack said.

“Oh. Whoops.” Diane said, laughing, “I forgot. You seem a lot older and more mature than I guess you actually are.”

“Thank you?” Zack asked, sitting down beside her on the edge of the pool.

Zack glanced sideways at the bountiful cleavage of the blond woman and then up at her green eyes.

Once, Diane’s striking appearance would have stupefied Zack. But his time with Lisa had taught him a lot about being able to talk in front of a gorgeous woman.

“This pool is so nice. I wish we had one at my house.” Zack said off-handedly. Diane took a small sip of her wine.

“You’re welcome over here to use it any time, Zack.” Diane said, and she looked at Zack. He looked back at her.

“Thanks, Mrs. Westher.” Zack said.

“It’s no problem. Really.” Diane said.

“Alright, then. I guess it’s time for a swim.” Zack said, rising to his feet. He dived into the pool, making sure he splashed Diane as he did so.

Zack broke the surface of the water to see Diane covered in water. She set down her wine glass, and kicked out at him, intending to kick up water and splash him. Zack lifted his hands and caught Diane’s foot. He gave her a wicked grin, and Diane gave a gasp of understanding, right before Zack yanked her into the pool.

There was a big splash, and Zack backed up quickly. Diane burst from the water, golden locks streaming down her back, green eyes dancing with mischief, and her large breasts looking fabulous dripping wet.

“I’m going to get you for that one, Zack.” Diane said with a laugh.

“Good luck.” Zack taunted the older woman, though she really wasn’t that old. At only 34, she was 5 years younger than Monica. She still looked very youthful, and her breasts were still round and full like a young woman’s.

Diane leaped at Zack, but he managed to avoid the blond’s touch. Zack reached out instead and grabbed her, lifting her up and dragging her down under the water.

Diane squirmed out of Zack’s grasp, and dragged him up above the water.

Zack realized abruptly that Diane was pressed up against him, her hands on his sides. His icy blue eyes stared into her bright green eyes, and they held each other’s gaze for a long time. Zack didn’t even look down at Diane’s large breasts floating in the water, barely concealed by the thin fabric of her bikini top. Ok, so maybe he stole a few peeks. But to his surprise, Diane didn’t seem too upset with him. Or upset at all, actually.

Zack remembered what Lisa had instilled in him during their time together: If you weren’t bold, then you didn’t get the girl.

Zack slid his arms around Diane’s waist, and leaned forwards, pressing his lips to hers. Diane had naturally plump lips, which Zack greatly enjoyed kissing.

Zack drew back from the kiss, looking with unsure eyes at Diane, who’s cheeks were pink.

Then, Diane kissed him back.