Voyeur for the first time

I had come back home from a semester of college to stay with my mom. It had been a tough time academically, but I made it through. I had not had much time for myself because of the class loads that I had, and that made it a hard year sexually as well. To be frank, I had not had sex since before the semester started. I felt myself starting to stare at women now not even meaning too. Just daydreaming about sex all day.

It was nice to see my mom again. Her and I have a great relationship. I was never too much trouble, so she was able to be a friend to me pretty soon after I left the house. I think that this was a blessing to her because she was able to loosen up and do all the things that she had been holding off on when I was living in the house, like go out with her friends and have people over. She was always put together and stereotypical mother material, and now she was dressing up and telling me about being out with her friends. I had never seen my mother drink at all and these days she is drinking wine with her girlfriends at the house every weekend.

Trish and Veronica came walking in the front door like they owned the place and screamed, “Stacy!” They were both laughing and carrying glasses of wine.

Trish was skinny and tall, with a sex in the city feel to her. She was always talking with her hands and it appeared that she was on Broadway. She had small but perky breasts and would always wear things that showed off her shoulders. She would always wear flats, probably because she was taller than Veronica and my mom even when they wore heels.

Veronica was maybe 5 feet tall, but always wore platform heels. She was a little on the heavier side but that wouldn’t matter if you were looking at her. She had a very soft hourglass body with very large supple breasts that were always pushed up. The heels she always wore made her legs look amazing, and she accentuated that even more by wearing high skirts. She was shyer than Trish or my mom. Veronica would always be sitting listening and laughing and using her eyes to seduce the world. She wore just enough eye makeup that you couldn’t help but think of sex as soon as you saw her.

I heard my mother coming down the stairs and we all turned. Her heels were clinking as she was presenting herself to us from bottom to top because of the way the staircase emptied into the large living room. Gold platform heels that shined just enough that you had to look at them. Her small ankles and formed calves led you right up to her tight toned thighs that were hugged tightly by a black dress skirt that had a very low-cut V, showing off her breasts. They were big C’s probably, and had a shiny gold necklace sitting in their cleavage.

“Girls!” she screamed as she danced across the living room and they all hugged each other and bounced around. Watching these gorgeous women bouncing around the living room made me consider walking to the other side of the bar in the kitchen and leaning against it, which I did. I casually leaned against the counter and tried not to make it to obvious what my body was doing without my permission.

“What is this handsome man going to do tonight?” Veronica said as she looked at me, with her dark eyes and dark red lips, really not helping my situation.

“He is going to watch the house for me.” My mother said.

“Maybe we should take him with us.” Trish said, as she flailed her arms around.

“I am sure he doesn’t want to be hanging out with his mother and her friends when he’s home from college.” My mother said as she started pushing them towards the door. “Come on girls.”

When the door opened, I could see a black town car outside at the curb. I was wondering how Veronica and Trish were drinking when they walked in and that explained it.

“Have a good night sweetheart.” My mother said as she was getting into the town car.

“Oh yes. Have a good night sweetheart.” Trish teased as she pointed back at me with one hand and her glass of wine raised above her head in the other.

“Yes sweetheart, have a very good night.” Veronica seduced me with her words as she locked eye contact and slid into the town car.

I was standing as natural as possible at the door, knowing that there was a bit of a situation in my pants that I was not sure how noticeable it was. I just waved and smiled, anxious to close the door.

The car pulled off and the door closed, and the challenge had begun for what I was actually going to do for the night.