Her Daughter's Boyfriend E-Book

Laura Lovecraft

• Herausgeber: Boruma Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

Beschreibung

Tina has always tried to do the right thing, but when she catches her daughter Kelly's boyfriend, Jason, staring, she likes the attention and plays it up. When Jason breaks up with Kelly, Tina realizes it was her fault and feels terrible. But when he shows up the next day her guilt is replaced with another emotion; lust. Tina is about to prove that sometimes wrong can feel pretty damned good!

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"She's not here!" Tina yelled loud enough for Jason to hear her through the glass. 

"I just want to talk, Miss Denny, please?"

"You have balls showing up here, kid." 

"I know."

"I'm not getting in the middle of you two."

"You didn't mind getting in the middle yesterday." 

"What the hell does that mean?" 

"I know to you I'm a kid, but I'm not stupid. Can we just talk?"

"Go ahead." 

"Can I come in?"

Tina saw no reason to talk and saw the reason the answer should be no. Jason was already staring at her legs  and like yesterday, was making no effort to conceal he was checking her out

Also like yesterday, she returned the favor. Jason was simply dressed in a snug black t-shirt and a pair of tight jeans that showed off the large bulge she'd taken far too much interest in yesterday.

"Miss Denny?" 

Tina looked up to see Jason now looking at her, and with a slight smile on his face. Smug bastard had caught her looking. Tell him to leave!

"Okay but be quick about it."

Tina slid the door open and stood to the side, closing it after he entered. She walked over to the counter and leaned against, gesturing at the table.

"You can sit if you want." 

"I'd rather stand." 

"You don't have to stand so close; I know to you I'm an old lady, but I can hear just fine."

"You're no old lady, Miss Denny," Jason didn't move. "And you know it."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Really?" Jason raised his eyebrows. "You're going to pretend you weren't putting on a show for me yesterday?"

When Tina's response was to look away, he nodded. 

"Thought so, and I'm pretty sure you knew I was enjoying the show."

"Okay, it's been awhile since I had that kind of attention, and I was playing it up," Tina admitted. "What does that have to do with why you're here?"

"I'm here because you had just as much fun being watched." Jason grinned. "You really didn't think I saw that lame mirror trick? I do that at the beach all the time."

Tina blushed, she needed to end this.

"If you don't tell me why you're here, I'm going to tell you to leave." Her tone made her even more angry for letting him know he'd gotten to her. 

"I'm here because I figure it's what we both want."

"Excuse me?"

"I was looking, you were looking, and I'm pretty sure we were both thinking about doing more than looking."

"Kid, you're out of your mind if you think I felt anything other than flattered."

"That why you went in and 'flattered' yourself?" Jason smirked. "Sounded like a good one."

Leseprobe

Her Daughter’s Boyfriend

By

Laura Lovecraft

Artwork by CJ Douglass

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PUBLISHED BY: LL Craft Publications

Her Daughter’s Boyfriend

Copyright © 2020 by Laura Lovecraft

Chapter One

“Mom!”

Tina’s eyes flew open at the sound of Kelly yelling.

“What’s the matter?” She sat up, lifting the towel from over her eyes to see her daughter peering down at her, a distressed look on her face.

“Jason’s going to be here soon!” Kelly exclaimed with an air of drama only an eighteen-year-old girl was capable of.

“So?” Tina lay back down on the lounge chair she’d been stretched out on.

Kelly stared down at her, hands on her hips and an annoyed expression Tina swore was her permanent look these days.

“So?” She threw her hands in the air as if Tina were missing something. “Look at you!”

“What’s the matter with how I look?”

“You’re wearing a bikini!”

“Oh my god!” Tina looked down at the new emerald green bikini she’d bought last week. “You’re right, I am!”

Kelly’s brown eyes flashed, and she gave her head a toss, sending her long dark hair over her shoulder. Both moves being her typical reaction when she knew Tina wasn’t taking her seriously.

“Don’t make fun of me!’ Now the pout. “I’m serious!”

“About what?”

“The bikini, why would you wear it?”

“Um, because I wanted to take a dip in the pool.” Tina sighed. “Not sure if you know this or not, but people usually wear bathing suits when they go swimming.”

“Mom!” Christ, now the whine.

“Mom what?” Tina asked. “What’s next? Telling me my hair’s wet?”

“You’re not swimming now.”

“Clever girl!” Tina teased. “Nothing gets past you.”

“You…”

“People also wear bathing suits when they want to lay out in the sun and get some color.” She pointed to the pink bikini bottom visible below Kelly’s black t-shirt. “Don’t look now, but you’re wearing one.”

“Why do you always have to be a bitch?” Kelly folded her arms over her chest.

“Watch your mouth, young lady, or not only is Jason not coming over, but you won’t be going anywhere all weekend.”

“That’s not fair! You can be mean to me, but I can’t say anything?”

“I’m not being mean, I’m playing with you, and doing it without name calling.”

“I’m eighteen and I can’t swear?”

You can swear, but not at me. You can say bitch, but you don’t call me one. See the difference?” Tina tried to remain patient but was going to lose that battle if this went on much longer, so stopped playing.

“Okay, Kelly, I’m obviously missing what I’m doing wrong here.” With a resigned sigh, she sat up again. “What exactly is the problem with me wearing a bikini?”

“Because Jason is coming over, and we’re going to be in the pool.”

“Pretty sure there’s room for the three of us out here.” Tina gestured to the large inground pool she and Ted had taken money out of the house a few years ago to pay for.

The pool had been worth every penny, especially when it ended up being how Ted had gotten himself caught cheating on her with a much younger co-worker. Tina had suspected for a few weeks he was stepping out and had thought about hiring someone to follow him after she came back from a trip to Florida with Kelly to see Tina’s brother, Leo.

When she came back, her neighbor, Pete, came over and presented her with several pictures of Ted with his little tart. The big shot couldn’t resist bringing her over to show off his pool while no doubt getting a sick thrill out of screwing her not only in their house, but more than likely their damn bed.

Good old Pete, a professional freelance photographer had not only gotten great shots of them making out in the water, but a couple of little miss thing with her top off.

“Mom?”

“Huh?” Kelly’s voice brought her back from her bitter trip down memory lane, one she continued to take even though that had been close to a year ago.

“God, you’re not even listening to me.”

“Stop whining!” Tina snapped with more force than she’d intended. When Kelly lowered her head and looked away, she softened her tone. “Sorry, it’s been a long week and I just wanted to relax. What’s the matter?”

“What’s the matter is look at what you’re wearing.”

“I repeat, people wear…”

“Not like that!” Kelly cut her off and this time it was her voice that rose. “Jesus, Mom, your boobs are almost falling out and that bottom looks like a damn thong.”

Tina had to admit Kelly had a point. The minimal bikini was a reward to herself for reaching her goal of losing thirty-five pounds since her divorce. Tina had never reached the stage where she would consider herself ‘fat’ but had gained some curve to her ass and hips and gotten softer in the thighs and stomach over the years.

Maybe she was being kind to herself, but she’d felt even the word ‘chubby’ would have been a little harsh. She preferred curvy, or as the younger crowd said ‘thick’. Sure, her ass and thighs had a little jiggle to them, and she’d gone up a couple sizes, but she’d still felt attractive.

That was until a year or so before she’d caught Ted. Their sex life had been dwindling and whenever she mentioned it, she’d get lame excuses like his long hours or not feeling well. Finally, when she’d pushed, he’d blamed her, saying her extra weight was a turn off.

At first, Tina had been upset, not only because she didn’t feel she was no longer desirable, but that it should matter. He had love handles and was developing a belly, why was she supposed to remain as slim as she had been until her later thirties?

But when the sex grew less frequent and he began making digs about what she ate, and how she looked, Tina had tried a few diets and getting back to the gym, as her job as a financial advisor didn’t exactly haver her running around and active all day.

However, she couldn’t stick to anything and she knew the reason was Ted’s double standard bullshit, that she should try to look better, but he made no effort for her. She’d given up entirely when Ted had insulted her by e-mailing her pictures of herself from as recent as five years ago and asking, ‘remember how hot you were?’. Tina was not vain by any means, but she was a straight up hottie back from her teens right into her thirties.

She’d even bounced back well after Kelly, slimming right back down and working out and dieting to get her figure back. That had worked because she’d been twenty-three and much more active and with a younger person’s metabolism.

At five eight, Tina was tall for a woman, and her long well shaped legs, which she displayed at every chance, never failed to get attention. Her legs matched the rest of her slender build, but her breasts, which were a full D cup, seemed a bit out of proportion to the rest of her body.

It was a nice problem to have as despite their size, they sat high and proud to where Ted used to refer to them as her “porn star tits”. Over the last few years, they’d succumbed a bit to gravity and her age, but were still things of beauty, especially with the right bra.

Likewise, Tina’s ass had a nice little curve to it. Not enough to be considered big, but her cheeks were pleasantly prominent for an otherwise slender woman. For years Tina had no issue flaunting her assets; wearing short skirts and tight low-cut tops and dresses, but changed her mode of dress when Kelly hit her early teens

At that point Tina didn’t want to look like one of those mothers who were trying to look like their daughter’s sister and refused to accept they were getting older. Not to mention when she would have friends over for a party, Tina didn’t want to have the boys her age gawking at her.

Ted’s e-mail had gotten her thinking that men had always looked at her, but not so much anymore. Granted, she dressed far more professionally since she’d returned to the work force a few years ago, wearing business suits, loose fitting slacks and knee length skirts.

Not that she still didn’t get some attention as once guys didn’t have her breasts to focus on anymore, they noticed her from the neck up. Tina’s light brown hair, which she still wore long at an age many women were wearing theirs shorter, and her large expressive brown eyes gave her the appearance of being younger than her forty-three years.

Like her breasts, her face had stood the test of time and was still line and wrinkle free. Her cupid bow lips, especially when coated in red or pink, were a definite asset as they immediately made men think about where they would look best.

Ted had gotten that look way too many times over the years, as Tina loved to give head, at least back when he wanted it, and her. He’d commented many times she had the lips of a woman, but the wide eyes of a young girl, a sexy pairing when it came to watching her blow him.

Tina hadn’t given anyone the pleasure of that look, or anything else for that matter, since the night she sent Kelly to her mother’s so she could open the bedroom window and throw all his clothes and anything else she could lift outside and into the pool, and had the locks changed.

Not that she wasn’t interested in sex but didn’t want to risk anything until the divorce was final so he could never say she’d been seeing anyone behind his back. It had been put to rest four months ago, but Tina still wasn’t looking to date or even get laid.

It took her awhile to realize the problem was she’d lost her confidence and didn’t feel sexy anymore. Not that she didn’t see a few looks here and there from co-workers and even a few male friends once she was single, but she was smart enough not to shit where she ate as the expression went.

She also didn’t want to be in the type of situation where some guy was trying to take advantage of her not just being on the rebound, but her current level of low self-esteem in that she should feel lucky someone wanted her.

That’s when she decided to do something to both alleviate her frustration and feel better about herself. Tina went on a reasonable diet, hit the gym before work three times a week and took up yoga.

Since then she’d not only dropped the extra weight, but her ass and thighs were now as firm as they’d been in her early thirties, and her tummy, although not hard, was nice and flat. Thinning out had made her breasts seem more prominent and Tina had begun showing them off again.

Not inappropriately, but tighter sleeveless shirts beneath her open blazer or over blouses, and low cut enough to show some cleavage. Conversely, she now wore skirts that were snugger around her hips and ass and a few inches over the knees.

The boring sensible pumps she’d favored the last couple of years had given way to her new collection of ‘business sexy’ heels, and her plain old mom pantyhose were now sheer thigh highs.

Although part of her felt like she was in a female midlife crisis, Tina had begun wearing thongs to work. Between the thigh highs, slinky thongs, and more confident mode of dress, she not only felt sexy once again, but at times found herself horny at work.

The same went for her new bikini. The top left the inside of her ample breasts visible while propping them up quite nicely. The bottom wasn’t quite the thong Kelly claimed it was, but was more revealing than a standard bikini bottom, and tied over her hips, leaving the full length of her legs bare.

“Where the hell are you?” Kelly demanded.

“Just thinking.” Tina shrugged, loving the way her breasts jiggled. They might be a little lower than in her prime, but she still felt they were things of wonder, as her college ex used to call them.

“Great, you can’t even listen to me.”

“Maybe because you’re not really saying anything.” Tina told her. “But now that I’m paying attention, I’ll give you one more chance to tell me what’s up your ass and stop trying to get me to guess.”

“I know what’s up your ass,” Kelly rolled her eyes. “That damn bikini.”

“Seems like it’s up your ass too. Why does it bother you so much?”

“You really don’t know?” Kelly sighed. “Because instead of paying attention to me Jason’s going to be ogling my mother in her wish I was twenty again swimsuit.”

Tina stared at her for a few seconds to see if she were serious then burst out laughing.

“You think this is funny?”

“You really think Jason is going to be looking at me?” Tina scoffed. “I’m old enough to be his mom.”

“I’ve met his mom, she doesn’t look like you, and even if she did, she wouldn’t dress like that, she acts her age.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Tina was pissed again. So much for a relaxing morning by the pool.

“Come on, mom, you look like a goddamn Milf wannabe.”

“What’s a milf?” Tina narrowed her eyes. “That an insult?”

“You really don’t know what a Milf is?” Kelly gave her the identical look in return.

“If I did, I wouldn’t ask.”

“Mother I’d like to…” Kelly put her hand out as she left the last word hanging.

“It’s a compliment!” Tina flashed a huge smile. “Thank you.”

“No, it’s not.” Kelly threw her hands up in exasperation. God, she was in full drama mode today. “It’s pretty damn sad when a woman can’t dress and act her age.”

“I think it’s pretty damn sad you think looking and feeling attractive has an age limit. Only as old as you feel, kiddo.”

“Looks like you’re trying to get someone to feel that old. Where’s your free lunch sign?” Kelly smirked.

“That’s enough!” Tina hissed. “That crack was uncalled for. I’m not out in public like this. I’m laying by my pool in my yard and behind a six-foot stockade fence. Only person who can see me is the people on the second-floor next door.”

“That’s why the loser husband is always in the window.” Kelly pointed directly at it. “He’s always staring at me when I’m out here.”

“Boys of any age will always be boys.” Tina told her. “As long as he’s not saying or doing anything creepy, take it as a compliment.”