The fuck?

“Look!” Jennifer showed you the postcard in her hand. “It has your name on it!” she said pointing to your name at the bottom.

Was she out of her mind? Or was she making fun of you? One thing is sure. This was unlike her.

“What are you talking about Jennifer?” you asked, looking at her face to see if she was joking “It’s yours. I sent it to you and Jake!”

Jennifer looked at you confused “So are you saying you’re giving it to us?”

“Yes, that is what I’m saying.” you answered, still not sure if she was serious.

“Oh, okay then! Thank you, Elliot.” said Jennifer, her smile returning to her face.

You tried to answer her but she rushed to hug you. Her fit body, which she owed to her heavy gym routine and a healthy diet, crashed into yours faster than you could register.

“No problem.” You mustered the words with the little breath you had.

You couldn’t breathe, but you didn’t complain. It wasn’t often that you had physical contact with something as perfect as Jennifer’s body. If you were to die right now, you’d die a happy person.

Unfortunately, she let go of you and said “I brought some pizza with me. Could you help me with it?”

You were glad to see Jennifer in her normal cheerful state again, so you joined her next to the counter, where a pizza box laid.

Still thinking about the woman’s suspicious reaction, you looked at the yet to be opened pizza box. Why was Jennifer so surprised with your name written on the postcard? Did she really think it was your property? Why didn’t she want to take it from you before you insisted on it? None of it made any sense.

Out of curiosity you grabbed the sharpie again and quickly wrote your name on the pizza box, while Jennifer washed her hands.

What would be her reaction to a huge ‘Elliot’ on a cardboard? Jennifer didn’t give you time to think.

“What!?” she stared at it for a few seconds with her mouth open, “I would have brought two pizzas if I had known this one was yours, Elliot.”

“What am I and Jake gonna eat now?” Jennifer asked rhetorically.

There were 2 very confused people in the kitchen now.

Jennifer, who was thinking of a way for her and her son to eat dinner.

And you.

Am I dreaming? You asked yourself looking around the room searching for clues that it was the case.

Jennifer was the first one to find a solution.

“Excuse me, Elliot, I have to go back to the pizzeria” said Jennifer quickly walking past your teenage body, which was frozen in place.

Your head was filled with realizations. You suddenly woke up and said “No need for that Jennifer, I didn’t want to eat the whole pizza by myself anyway. There will be enough for all of us.”

“I couldn’t ask you that much.” said Jennifer, staring you in the eyes defeated.

You walked up to her and held her shoulder.

“It’s really not a big deal. I’d be happy to share the pizza with you and Jake.” you said with a smile.

“Oh, thank you so much, Elliot.” she hugged you again. Her boobs squeezed between your bodies again.

Can this day get any better? You thought.

“Please go to Jake. I will bring your pizza in a moment” she seemed to be very grateful to you, even though you just claimed her pizza by writing your name on the box.

You decided it’d be better if you left her to herself now. Jake must have been waiting for you for almost an hour now.

Walking down the stairs you saw Jake completely drawn to the TV, where you could see him playing one of your favorite games, TEKKEN 7. You walked to him and gave him a pat on the back.

“Hi, Jake! How’s it going man?” you said rather loudly.

Surprised, Jake jumped from his seat on the couch and looked at you.

“Jesus Christ! Don’t scare me like this, Elliot!” he said before sitting back down and making space for you.

You went for the second controller and sat next to him. You spent the next few minutes dueling each other, before you heard the door to the basement open.

Jennifer came down with 2 plates filled with pizza slices. She put them down on the coffee table in front of the couch.

“Here’s your dinner, boys! Jake, be nice to Elliot and say thank you. He was generous enough to share his pizza with us.” she said, and then looked at her son expectantly.

Jake looked at his mother as if she was making a bad joke, but quickly realized she was serious. He turned his head in your direction and after a short break said “Thanks.”

You were once again reminded of the fact that the pizza belonged to you.

You would concern yourself with it again, but seeing Jennifer make her son thank you for something so unusual awakened something inside you. It was nothing like what you’ve ever felt before. It almost felt primal.

The MILF smiled at you one more time and left the basement.

You watched her ass sway with every step she took. Every little thrust her hips made had you completely dazed and salivating. You really wanted to rip her tight skirt right there and then, and fuck her on the stairs, but you couldn’t even stand up from the couch.

Suddenly Jennifer disappeared from your eyesight and, as if magically, you regained control over your body.

You looked over at Jake who was back to playing the game. Then you stared at the small windows right below the ceiling, sat back on the couch and let the feeling of power fill your body and invade your mind.

“Hey, are you playing or not?”