I hate summer. I hate the heat, the humidity, the dust and pollution, oh and did I mention I hate the heat. But one good thing. No, check that. One great thing did happened to me this summer. First a little background for some context might help.
My name is Robert, most people call me Rob, except for my mom who calls my Robby. Unless she's upset with me, then she'll call me Robert, but I've seldom given her any reason to these last 10 years. You see my father died of cancer 10 years ago so we've had to lean on each other to get through those first few years without dad. It was hard, still is hard, but we manage. My father fought a long hard battle, going through all the chemo and operations, which only extended his life a year, maybe. It was very difficult for mom and I to watch this strong viral man wither before our eyes. In the end everyone one told us it was for the best, that he was at peace and wasn't suffering any more. But we weren't at peace and we were now suffering a great loss.
The medical bills soon did a number on my mom's bank account and, even though dad had life insurance, there were still more bills to pay then we had money for. So we sold the house, cars, and anything of value to cover those bills. We ended up renting a small two bedroom condo that mom could afford. You see dad was the main bread winner in our family but mom also worked at a part time job so we could go on nice vacations and put some money aside for my college fund. Well that fund disappeared quickly enough so here I am at 19, living with my mom. I go to school part time at a community college, work two part time jobs to help pay for school, and to help mom out as well. I don't own a car but I do have an old mountain bike instead. Mom's car is a 15 year old Honda that's on its last legs.
Since money is tight she has us counting every penny, trying to save enough to get me in to a good school and to find a better place to live. I love my mom to death, but she can over do the, 'We have to save where we can.' bit. You see where we live it gets very hot in the summer. Also the governor has declared a state of emergency due to the drought and has asked that the public conserve water where ever they can. So to my mom that means very limited use of the AC and showering no more than 3 times a week for the each of us. Now I could live without one or the other, but both? That's just cruel and unusual punishment.
So its one of those hot, humid, sweaty nights where there is no breeze and the air is heavy with dusty and pollution. I'm laying in bed on top of sweat covered sheets wishing for rain or a cool breeze or a winning lottery ticket so we will have enough money to turn on the damn AC. While trying to think of cool thoughts I hear my mother also tossing and turning in her bed. Finally, not being able to stand the heat any more, I get out of my bed and go knock on my mom's bedroom door.
"Mom? You awake?"
I hear a muffled, "Yeah."
"Will you please let me turn on the AC for an hour so we can at least get some sleep. This heat is melting my brain." I plead thru the door.
"No. This heat wave will break soon so go back to bed."
"Can I at least take a quick cool shower?"
"No. Go back to bed and stop bothering me."
Frustrated I speak up, "Mom, I'm taking a quick shower and THEN I'll go back to bed."
As I head towards the bathroom I can hear her getting up to stop me. She opens her bedroom door just in time to see me close the bathroom door. She stomps over and bangs on the door.
"Robert, you come out of there right now. Robert? Don't you do it young man."
I start the water pull off my shorts and jump in under the cold spray. Oh God does it feel good. Suddenly the bathroom door flings open and my mother storms in.
"Robert, turn the water off right now and go back to bed this instant young man." she's almost yelling at me.
I peeked around the shower curtain to see my mother standing there with her hands on her hips, wearing a pair of her very short shorts and a sweat stained tank top with no bra on underneath. Let me just say here that my mother, although a very attractive woman, is not super model thin or freakishly tall. She stands at about 5'4" and has what I would call a voluptuous body. Not fat by any means, but curves in all the right places. She has proportional breasts, 38Cs, which from the view I was getting, didn't appear to sag very much. Her long chocolate brown hair had that I-just-got-out-of-bed look. Wild and untamed. Even with out make-up my mother is beautiful with her full pouty lips and those large dark brown eyes, which were now drilling a hole through the curtain I was hiding behind.
"Mom please, just another few minutes. Its to hot to sleep and I really need my rest." I begged.
I watched her walk over and reach for the faucet handles to shut off the water. Without thinking I grabbed her by the wrist to stop her. As she tried to pull away from me, all of a sudden I reached around her waist with my other arm, picked up about a foot off the floor, and pulled her into the shower with me. I was naked, she was not.
She started to scream, "Robert, stop this. No, this is wrong of you." but her voice changed once she was under the shower.
The cool water must have cooled her temper, but I could still sense her displeasure with me. Her top and shorts were now thoroughly soaked. Standing behind her I was tall enough to look down and get a wonderful view of her magnificent breasts. The coolness of the water made her nipples hard and stick out. Her wet tan skin made her body glisten and shine. After a minute or two she was rubbing her arms and face trying to remove the sweat from her body. I started to help but she gave my a look that meant I was still in trouble. My manhood started to grow, but I didn't care. I was in the shower with this gorgeous woman who's clothing didn't cover much.
"Don't think for a moment that you're off the hook mister. I know its hot tonight, but that doesn't give you the right to waste all of this water." she hissed.
Then she looked down and saw her tits were on full display and brought her arm up to cover them.
