It's Monica

“Shit!” Zack exclaimed in a low, hushed tone as he and Heather scrambled to change into a more innocent position, that is, without his fingers buried deep inside her. He moved to sit against the edge of the tub and Heather dropped down beside him just as the door opened to reveal Monica Bishop.

“Oh, hi, I thought you’d be playing with the others,” the woman said, walking over to a chaise near the tub, wearing a fluffy white robe and a pair of sandals.

Zack coughed in response as Heather smiled at her boyfriend’s mother. “We didn’t even know they’d be playing something,” she saved both of their faces. “Not after that Monopoly game Gavin dominated.”

Monica smiled back at the girl. “Taylor and Gavin were talking about cards back in there, I think Hannah joined them,” she sat down on the chaise. “How’s the tub?”

“Water’s great, Mom,” Zack answered, closing his eyes and letting his head tip backward to rest on the edge. “This was a fine idea, indeed.”

Heather chuckled. “We decided to take a quick dip before going to bed,” she explained to Monica.

The 39-year-old woman smiled at her dozing son and his girlfriend. “Well, great minds think alike, then. I had the same idea.”

Heather thought nothing of it when Monica started to untie her robe, and Zack, having his eyes closed, didn’t even notice his mother about to join them in the tub at first. Then he opened his eyes and saw she had dropped the robe on the chaise, taken off her sandals and started climbing in the tub next. He had seen her in swimsuits countless times by the pool at home and on beaches, but something he couldn’t exactly pinpoint what caused him to freeze at the sight of his nearly unclothed mother.

Perhaps it was still the effect of the kiss Heather and Hannah shared or the fingerfucking session he was giving his girlfriend that had been interrupted, but the simple, undeniable truth was that Zachary was still aroused. Monica was wearing a one-piece black swimsuit with holes on the waist, and her still firm large breasts were very well highlighted by the fabric of her swimwear. She had a better body than a lot of girls of his age, not to mention the fact that she was simply more beautiful than those girls as well. Zack felt an unexpected jolt at his dick that would surely have made his knees buckle if he had been standing.

You fucking idiot! he mentally admonished his traitorous cock while quickly shutting his eyes. Learn to freaking tell Mom apart from Heather and Hannah, dammit!

With Zack refusing to open his eyes, Heather and Monica fell into a one-on-one conversation in the tub. Monica liked her son’s new girlfriend more each time they spent together, the girl was really level-headed and mature, with a clear picture of her future ahead of her, in other words, everything a mother could want for her son. Heather had the same thoughts, Monica was a really nice person to talk to, and since she was used to interacting with adults due to her father’s social functions, she hoped her boyfriend’s mother was developing a good opinion of her. It was a new thing for Heather, having to deal with a boyfriend’s parents.

Nearly half an hour went away before Zack decided to open his eyes again. He was relieved to see that his mom was neck-deep into the water, sparing him from any uncomfortable sights. He almost felt bad for interrupting the bonding time between his girlfriend and his mother, but now that he had gotten his arousal under control, Zack needed to get out of that place.

“Hey, babe, how about we see if the others are still playing and join them for a while?” he asked Heather while pressing a kiss to the back of her head.

“Aww, Zack, your mom and I are talking here,” the cheerleader captain whined cutely.

“I know, but I’m falling asleep here,” Zack gently insisted. “I don’t wanna go to bed yet.”

Monica laughed. “See, now YOU have to deal with this lovely young man.”

Heather joined her. “Oh, it’s worth the hassle, Monica. I’m sure you know it.”

“Damn right I do, Heather,” the doctor smiled brightly at her son and his girlfriend as they started getting up from the tub.

Back inside, in the girls’ room, Taylor, Gavin and Hannah had just finished another hand, with Gavin winning again, just like when they played Monopoly earlier. Taylor was starting to get pissed, and even Hannah on a smaller degree. Of all the hands they had played, Gavin had won almost all of them, and the young man was even starting to get awed by his luck. When Hannah tried to steer the game to the poker variation she preferred, Strip Poker, Taylor quickly shot her best friend down before she embarrassed Gavin and they ended up with one less player.

“So, one more?” Gavin inquired, simultaneously eager to keep winning and worried that the two older girls were starting to get angry with him. It had been hard to concentrate with two gorgeous young women such as Taylor and Hannah sitting beside him wearing only tank tops and shorts, but he managed to in the end as he won games and his confidence grew.

“I don’t think I can take another loss,” Taylor chuckled, also impressed with her brother’s friend for how well he had been playing. She thought Hannah was the best poker player she knew. Well, not anymore, she thought, while it sucked that she had to lose so much, it was fun to see Hannah losing too for a change.

However, Hannah wasn’t so upset for her lack of luck. “Well, I told you, we can change the game.”

“We’re not playing that, Hannah,” Taylor gave her another dirty look.

“Playing what?” Gavin asked.

Before someone could answer the question, the slightly closed door was pushed open and Zack and Heather entered the room, having put on some regular clothes over their swimwear.

“Hey, what are you playing?” Heather asked. “Can we join you?”

“Of course,” Taylor replied, smiling at them. “You know what they say, the more the merrier.”

“What are we playing here? Poker?” Zack inquired, his gaze falling on the cards scattered on the floor.

“We were just about to start playing Truth or Dare,” Hannah was quick to respond before Taylor could say otherwise. “You came just in time.”