Monica

After Gavin left for his walk and Heather went for a swim a half hour later, Zack found himself unsure what to do.

Taylor had vanished to somewhere, and Hannah had gone to her room.

Zack was in the kitchen when Monica walked in.

“Hey, Mom.” Zack greeted his gorgeous mother. Her dark hair looked a little messier than it had been when he last saw her, and the top few buttons of her blouse were undone, revealing some cleavage and a hint of her lacy purple bra.

“Hi, dear.” Monica said a bit breathlessly, smiling, “I figured you’d be with Gavin or Heather.”

“I would, but Gavin went for a walk and Heather wanted to go swim by herself down in the lake.” Zack shrugged, “And I have no idea where Taylor went.”

“Oh, that’s a shame.” Monica nodded, putting her elbows on the kitchen counter and leaning forwards a bit.

Zack was reminded of this morning, when he had seen her naked. His mother’s body was just too incredible to ignore, and the cleavage spilling out of her shirt kept drawing his gaze. Thankfully, his mom seemed kind of distracted over something.

“Do you wanna spend some time together?” Zack asked. Monica bit her lip and glanced back upstairs, but then she nodded.

“Sure. What do you wanna do?” she asked.

“I don’t know. We could play some pool in the game room, we could, uhhhhh, oh, we could go out in the hot tub.” Zack suggested.

Monica considered the options.

“I think pool sounds fun.” Monica said, and the mother and son smiled at each other.

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EARLIER…

Monica Bishop glanced up from her book at the sound of a knock on the door.

She went to open the door and revealed her daughter’s best friend standing there. The curvaceous busty blond Hannah Woodsen smiled brightly at Monica.

Hannah was clad in only a sky blue bikini, one that pressed her large breasts together to create some tantalizing cleavage. Her smooth stomach and legs were both entirely on display.

“Hannah. What can I do for you?” Monica asked.

Hannah looked her best friend’s mother up and down. Monica’s big tits were restrained in a fairly tight buttoned up white blouse, while her curves and ass were in a tight and kind of short grey skirt.

Hannah walked in without an invite and threw herself backwards onto Monica’s bed.

“Whoa! Your bed is so much nicer than the one in Tay’s and my room.” Hannah exclaimed.

Monica looked away from the younger girl’s bouncing breasts and looked Hannah in the eyes.

“If you’re looking for Taylor, she’s not here.” Monica said.

“Don’t be so uptight, Mrs. B.” Hannah pouted, rising to her feet.

“I’m not uptight, trust me.” Monica gave a low laugh.

“Oh? You don’t strike me as the wild spirit, Mrs. B.” Hannah teased.

“I was a different woman back in high school and college.” Monica confessed to Hannah. She couldn’t bear the idea of Hannah thinking she was boring. Of anyone thinking she was boring, honestly.

“No way.” Hannah said, shaking her head, blond locks bouncing.

“I’m serious! I made you look like a nun.” Monica smirked.

“You think I look like a nun?” Hannah asked softly, running a lazy hand down her own body, cupping her breast and following the wide curves of her hips.

“A very, very attractive nun.” Monica joked, soothing the blond’s identity crisis.

“You think I’m very, very attractive?” Hannah asked in teasing voice.

“Everybody on the planet does, Hannah.” Monica told the truth.

Hannah sashayed up to Monica, and Monica swallowed at the girl’s closeness.

It had been a long time since Monica had been touched by anyone. Gavin accidentally cumming on her had been the highlight of her last few months. Years, if she’s being honest.

“What are you doing, Hannah?” Monica asked gently.

“I’m proving to you that there is no way I could look like a nun.” Hannah said, and she threw her arms around Monica.

Monica and Hannah’s large bosoms mashed together, and Monica gasped at the now unfamiliar sensation, though back in high school, she’d done this plenty of times.

Then, Hannah kissed Monica. Monica tried to complain, but she could only make muffled sounds against Hannah’s full lips. The feeling of Hannah up against her body was hell on Monica’s resolve, and she gave in and kissed back.

Hannah’s arms encircled Monica’s waist, and the two women kissed feverishly. Monica ran her hands up and down Hannah’s mostly bare back, the only thing covering her back being the back of her bikini. Hannah’s hands lifted up from Monica’s waist and started unbuttoning the top buttons of her white blouse, revealing the top of Monica’s lacy purple bra.

Hannah had to stop unbuttoning because Monica’s tits pressed against hers prevented Hannah’s hands from finding the next button.

So instead Hannah ran her hands through Monica’s hair while still kissing her heatedly.

“See?” Hannah gloated when she pulled back, eyes dancing.

“Y-you’re right. Definitely not a nun.” Monica said, her voice a bit shaky. Hannah nodded.

“Uh huh. I’m the sexy blond who just made out with you. A married woman.” Hannah reminded Monica, who shivered as Hannah’s hand found her lower back.

“Y-yes you are.” Monica said.

“Maybe I’ll come back later tonight, Mrs. B. We can really spend some time together.” Hannah winked, and then she headed back to her bedroom.

Monica realized that Hannah had no intention of going swimming, which must mean… she had put on the bikini just to seduce Monica.

Shit, she needed a drink of something. Monica headed down to the kitchen, completely forgetting to unbutton her blouse or fix her messy hair or do anything to look like she hadn’t just been making out.