Have you ever had a weird dream, and at some point you realize you are dreaming, but you still can't wake up? I had this dream that I was looking down at my body. I was back in the hospital, and three doctors were standing over my body, trying to revive me. I looked to my right, and saw Charlene and Sarah talking softly to each other.
"It's such a shame," Sarah said, "I wonder what Joshua would have been like, if he'd ever woken up."
"I bet he would have been lovely in bed," Charlene sighed.
I realized then that I was dreaming. I also realized the doctors weren't trying to revive me. They were harvesting my organs. I watched with sick fascination as they pulled my liver out of my abdomen. I heard my mother walk up behind the nurses.
"Joshua," she said softly, "you really need to wake up now. This isn't healthy."
I finally did manage to wake up. I sat up, but I wasn't filled with panic as I had been so many times before. I looked around the dim living room, expecting to see my mother. Nobody was there. I turned and sat up on the couch, to watch the vivid colors light the sky as the sun rose. I was thinking about the dream, and about the reality of my hospital experience.
I needed to put that behind me and move on with my life. Dwelling on it wasn't healthy. When the sky had worked its way from purple to pink to the pale blue of daylight, I stood up. I went into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee for Mom, Leanne and Beth. I poured a large glass of juice for myself and took my vitamins and supplements.
Now, I don't like the taste of coffee, but it certainly smells good while it is brewing. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee spread through the house, acting like a gentle wake up call. My mother was the first to answer that call, padding out to the kitchen in her bare feet. Like me, she had fallen asleep in the clothes she wore when we drove to pick up Beth and Leanne from their friend's party. Her skirt and blouse were only slightly wrinkled.
"Mmm. Good morning," she said softly to me. She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a nice, tight hug. Her body was still very warm from getting out of bed. I hugged her back. My hands slid down her back, and I gently squeezed her bare ass under the skirt, causing my mother to shiver deliciously in my arms. I could clearly see the top of her lacy bra down her blouse as we released each other.
Mom turned and poured a mug of coffee. She was bent slightly at the kitchen counter. I could easily imagine taking her right there, particularly after last night. We both heard Leanne from down the hall, though, putting that little fantasy out of my mind.
"Ohhh," she moaned out softly, "Is that coffee I smell?"
Leanne had changed out of her clothes. She had slept in one of my oversized shirts. There is something undeniably sexy about a woman dressed for bed that way. Of course, this is Leanne we're talking about. She would make a burlap sack look sexy, without even trying.
"Good morning, Leanne. Josh got up and made us coffee this morning," my mom said.
Leanne flowed into my arms and gave me my second warm hug of the morning. Unlike my mom, she wasn't wearing a bra, as evidenced by her hard nipples pressed into my chest. I squeezed her to me. I saw my mom's eyebrows rise as she noticed Leanne's bare bottom peeking out of the bottom of that shirt.
Leanne slid from my arms and turned to my mother. Mom had poured her a mug of coffee. Leanne held it in both hands and breathed in the aroma before taking a sip. From her expression, you would think I had learned to make Ambrosia.
"This settles it," she said to my mom, "He's an amazing cook and makes me morning coffee. I will have to marry your son."
My mom had started getting frying pans out to make breakfast. She smiled at Leanne and said, "Alright. But you have to let him graduate high school first."
"Deal." Leanne and I spoke as one. We shared a smile at that, and all three of us chuckled.
After a few more sips of coffee, Leanne went back to my room and dressed before rejoining me at the table.
The lovely aromas of breakfast wafted through the house. Beth came out of her room dressed in her pink pajamas, smiling as she sniffed the air. "That smells great," she said before ducking into the bathroom. She joined us shortly after, coming over to sit in my lap as she and Leanne talked about the wild party that had broken out the night before. It was just girlfriends hanging out and sharing drinks, but they had one hell of a great time doing it.
Beth got out of my lap when Mom brought out heaping plates of breakfast. It was just so nice to sit around with these beautiful women and fill my ravenous gut with food. I did the breakfast dishes, and then sat down to look at my study schedule for the day. Leanne showed me the activities she had scheduled for me as well.
"Do you feel up to using the pool?" she asked, "Your sunburn doesn't look nearly as bad today."
I thought it over a bit before replying, "I think if we wait until this evening, it would be a good idea. I don't think it would be smart to go out in the middle of the day. Will that work for you?"
Leanne nodded. "Yes. That would give me a chance to go to my place and change, and bring my own swimsuit. In fact, I should do that now. You can study for a couple of hours, and then we can start your physical therapy." She turned to Beth then, "Hey, Beth. Do you want to go with me to my apartment? We can get my clothes and then head over to Gypsy's."
Gypsy's was a nail salon across town. According to the women in my life, it was a really good one. Beth seemed torn, but in the end decided to go. "Sounds good. Let me get dressed real quick first." When Beth was ready to go, Mom and I hugged each of the girls and walked them to the door.
We watched Leanne's Mustang drive away, and then my mother walked into the house ahead of me. As I followed her, I couldn't help but think, "Your mother has no panties on underneath that skirt. Just a delicious pussy and a tight, cock-hungry ass."
