Chapter 2
Young Alex seduces his stepmom
Charla had become very relaxed as she soaked in the Jacuzzi with her thoughts. As the beautiful young widow began falling asleep her thoughts were replaced with a strange dream. She was walking down the staircase when she noticed the bedroom door partially open. She peaked in on her stepson Alex who was lying nude on his bed; he was uncovered and lying on his stomach.
She stood there for a moment mesmerized and unable to take her eyes away. He rolled over on his back fully exposing himself to her; she tried to back away from the door but was unable to move. Then he opened his eyes and smiled at her as he motioned for her to join him on the bed.
Charla opened her eyes and stared blankly across the room for a moment before opening the drain and stepping out of the tub. She wrapped a towel around her waist and stood in front of the mirror for a moment as images from the dream flashed through her mind. Suddenly feeling very warm she turned on the cold water and began to sponge her face and shoulders. Wearing only the towel wrapped around her waist and still wet from her bath she opened the bathroom door and walked across the bedroom.
After removing the towel and drying herself she placed it over the chair in front of her vanity and sat down. From her large collection of lotions and fragrances she picked up an unopened box. It contained an elegant looking bottle which she removed from the carton. After sampling the aroma she began to apply the lotion to her beautiful long legs.
She had purchased the lotion at the mall a few days after Tim had left on his trip; she was planning a special night upon his return. Charla continued to apply the lotion massaging it over her shoulders and then her arms.
Having finished with the lotion she opened the double doors and entered her large walk in wardrobe. She looked through her swimsuit collection until she came across a bikini that she hadn't worn since that Hawaiian vacation. It was a two piece string bikini, the kind you have to be careful wearing. It seems like there's always someone that thinks it would be funny to pull one of the tie strings.
Charla remembered that she had worn it only once after becoming embarrassed at a public beach, white in color the thin material becomes somewhat transparent when wet. Luckily that day was dry and breezy and the material dried quickly after her swim. She decided it would be okay to wear it to get some sun but she would stay out of the pool.
After checking herself in the full length mirror she put on a pair of high heel sandals and walked towards her bedroom door. As she left her room she noticed the door. She was sure she had closed it when she had come upstairs, she paused, maybe she had just left it open. She shrugged it off and went down the stairway and into the large family room.
In one corner of the dimly lit room was a large mahogany wet bar completely stocked for entertaining their adult guests. Connie found the remote on the end of the bar, she picked it up and began pressing on the keypad as she walked around the bar. The curtains opened across the eight full length glass panels followed by the vertical blinds. With the room lit up, she took a glass from the cabinet. After filling it with ice she pulled a bottle of tequila from the well and filled the glass half full.
She said, "It's noon somewhere," as she opened the cooler door and pulled out a bottle of margarita mix. Charla had decided that it was time to stop living in a daze and start trying to have a little fun; she took a drink from her glass and went into the kitchen. After removing her cell phone from the charger she opened the patio door and stepped outside.
Alex was by the pool testing the chlorine content; he had changed into a pair of swim trunks but had not yet been in the pool. Once again she found herself admiring his dark tan and muscular young body as he stood up and walked around the pool. He looked up at Charla; her white bikini drew his attention as she crossed the patio. He watched the shifting of her hips accentuated by the string bikini bottoms as she walked. Charla sat on one of the chase lounges and began checking messages on her phone.
As Alex walked across the patio, Charla put on her sunglasses and placed her phone on the stand next to her. Catching herself staring, she tried to look away. The image of him lying nude on his bed was still fresh in her mind. Anyway it had to be some kind of sin looking at your husband's son and thinking those thoughts.
Alex turned around and asked, "Are you getting in the pool Charla?"
Alex had called her by name, something he had been doing that more often lately. This never went unnoticed and Charla realized there was a pattern in the way he addressed her. Part of that pattern was that when he called her by name he was usually in a playful mood. So much so that sometimes she didn't know if she could take anything he did or said seriously. A feeling of intimacy came over her when she would hear her name spoken by him. It may have simply been his voice which was almost indistinguishable from his fathers.
To answer his question, she replied, "I'm not getting in the pool right now honey, I'm just going to get a little sun." The competition trunks he was wearing fit his body like a glove and she caught herself once again letting her gaze linger.
As Alex jumped into the pool Charla answered a call on her phone. It was a representative from the consulting firm she had hired to help manage the construction business. She recognized the deep voice on the other end even though they had never met.
Good morning Mrs. Sedona, this is Murray from Conway Consultants."
Charla answered, "Hi Murray from Conway, call me Charla please."
"Hi Charla, Look, I'm really sorry to bother you on the weekend but I was hoping you could meet with me today."
Charla hesitated for a moment and responded, "Wow, you like to get right to the point don't you? What could be so important that I should meet with you today?"
As Murray hesitated for a moment Connie laughed and asked, "Are you just a little lonely and looking for some company?"
"Well, actually... yes, but the reason I called was about this contract that needs to be looked over. I need to get it signed off by Monday morning and I was unable to get in touch with the G.M., uh Mr. Diaz at the office," Murray answered.
"You know, Murray, until it gets approved by the board, I can't sign off on anything, why do you think I hired your company? You need to get it approved and then we have a vote."
After a moment she continued, "I was really just planning on relaxing by the pool today Murray."
Murray replied, "You wouldn't have to leave the house; I can just meet you out at your home if you like."
"Oh no," Charla responded. "That would be breaking one of the most sacred of our house rules. We never conduct business at home... it's enough that you have me on the phone." After a short pause she tried to lighten it up and said, "You wouldn't want to see me out here in my bikini anyway Murray."
The consultant nervously responded, "Oh, from what I've heard I'm sure you look real fine in a bikini, I may even forget all about this contract."
"Okay Murray I'll tell what, I will get Mr. Diaz on the phone and have him call you, I'm absolutely sure that the two of you can get this contract thing resolved."
Murray replied, "Well I sure hope you can get a hold of him, I've been trying all morning."
"Trust me, I have his hotline number." Charla finished her call, walked over to the pool and sat on the edge of the deep end with her legs in the water.
Alex moved closer to the edge of the pool where she sat. He placed his hands on the backside of her legs just below her knees. said, "C'mon in Mom, the waters great."
