Alone Time between Zack and Ms. Westher

"Diane, what are you doing here?" Asks Zack and looks at the blonde mother of his best friend who is sitting on the wall in front of him and looks at him sadly.

"Oh Zack, you don't want to know ... what are you doing out here so late, don't you have to turn the head of some girls?" Says Diane with a hint of bitterness in her voice.

"I was looking for my sister, Hannah annoyed her and I wanted to see if everything was okay with her ... long story ... oh and I don't turn the heads on any girls" says Zack with a shy smile and sparkles at Diane Westher with his blue eyes, who can only guess because of the darkness.

“Oh, our Hannah, you can never get her under control. Good to know that you don't seduce all of this innocent girls” says Diane gently and now with a real smile, noticing how her heart is slowly beating faster.

“Shall I keep you company?” Asks Zack as if out of a reflex and steps around the wall so that he can now look head-on at the blonde busty beauty in front of him. Due to the moonlight, it is bright enough for Zack to see that she is wearing a long summer dress that goes to her ankles, as it is cut quite wide, it guarantees the exciting curves that Diane Westher has to offer.

"If you like" Diane tries to say as neutrally as possible, although she is very happy inside and points to the free space on the wall next to her. Without another word, Zack takes a seat next to her and immediately she feels a tingling warmth when she feels the presence of the 18 year old next to her. She looks nervously next to her and immediately looks into Zack's blue eyes, which she lovingly pattern. Diane's heart leaps when the look goes to her bones and her blood boils.

"What am I doing here?" Asks Diane herself, slightly drunken by the alcohol, without having an answer to her question.

"Um, would you like a sip of red wine?" Diane breaks the tense silence between the two of them and holds the half-full bottle in front of Zack's nose, who then takes his eyes off the pretty older woman in front of him.

"No thanks, I don't drink alcohol" says Zack politely and wants to reject the raised bottle with his hand, unintentionally touching the soft back of Diane's hand. As if hit by an electric shock, she drops the bottle.

"Ohhh" screams Diane briefly when the bottle falls from her hand, which a moment later hits the soft forest floor with a thud.

"Are you all right?" Asks Zack worried and as if by himself grabs Diane's hand, who then looks at him with a mixture of amazement and affection.

"Yes, everything is fine Zack, I was just scared" says Diane with a breathy voice and looks again into those deep blue eyes of the young man in front of her, who goes to her marrow.

"Okay Diane. May I ask why you cried, was it because of what happened this afternoon?“ Zack asks what has been going through his head since he found the sad mother of his best friend here.

Diane keeps her eyes on the 18-year-old young man she has known since he was a little boy, who has always stuck to her son and has now become a mature young man whom she shamefully perceives as an attractive man who evokes feelings in her that she has forgotten for years.

"Zack" she begins gently and now Diane is the one who grabs Zack's trembling hand and looks lovingly into his worried blue eyes.

“What happened today shouldn't have happened, you are the son of my work colleague and friend and my son's best friend. I am the adult here and should have stopped that, there is hardly anything that would be more wrong than this rapprochement that happened between us today" says Diane in a motherly voice and pauses briefly.

Zack looks at the 34-year-old blonde woman in front of him, who looks at him lovingly through her sapphire-green eyes and says that Zack was expecting.

"It was wrong what happened between the two of you, she is my friend's mother ... no matter how it felt it was wrong ..." Zack thinks and can understand Diane's words.

"... but she didn't say she didn't like it" reports a soft, happy voice in Zack, trying to convey to him that maybe there is something here after all.

"Diane, did you like it?" Zack lets his last thoughts run free. While he is saying this, Zack wants to put his hands directly in front of his face when he perceives what he has asked, with a pounding heart and red face he looks into the perplexed face of Diane who looks at him with wide eyes and seems to be thinking hard. For a few seconds there is absolute silence while Zack gets more and more nervous.

"Diane? .... Ms. Westher?" Zack interrupts the silence with a little panic in his voice.

"Yes ... I liked it" says Diane softly and looks at Zack with big, panicked eyes as if she is going to be killed by a tree at any moment, but nothing happens except that Zack looks at her in amazement.

“Yes?” Asks Zack, amazed.

"Yes Zack, what do you think why I'm sitting out here alone and crying ... I've been alone for 18 years Zack, I got Gavin early and then had to get by on my own and as a doctor and single mother that's difficult ... and then you just kissed me, you Zack who has caught my eye so often ... who is definitely after all the young hot women ... and now I'm sitting here with you and pouring my heart out to you, you really have to think what kind of lonely old housewife is that ... but I just want some love and affection” Diane bursts out and hot tears run down her cheeks as she tries to keep her eyes away from Zack.

"Diane" says Zack after a short pause and she looks at the young man, who smiles at her encouragingly and does the only right thing in this situation. Without thinking too much about right or wrong, Zack puts his hands on Diane's wet cheeks and seconds later presses his soft lips onto her full, welcoming lips, which immediately return the kiss with a pleasant moan.