I pulled the car into my driveway, parked and sat there with the engine running for a few minutes. Pulling myself out of the reverie I turned the engine off and looked up to the great oak standing between my parents home and our neighbors. I got up from my seat and walked to the tree and easily swung myself up to the lowest branch. Soon I was standing on the wooden walkway that spanned the distance between both houses. Stormy's dad had built it ten years ago tomorrow as a birthday present for his daughter and me. Of course it was my constant climbing along the limbs to her window that inspired this particular piece of engineering. Stormy and I had been friends since, well since forever. We shared the same birthday, lived next to each other and both of us had lost a parent. My dad had left my mom so long ago I couldn't even remember his name. And her mom had died in childbirth. But between our families we had survived, hell we had thrived. Secretly I looked up to her father like he was my own and I knew Stormy felt the same way about my mom. I leaned up against the railing as I had a thousand other times my fingers finding the initials etched there three years earlier.
"Thought I might find you here." I looked up to see Stormy climbing out of her bedroom window. My heart caught in my chest as it always did lately. Lately, oh jeez it's been years now since she began to look like the woman she was growing into. Her long dishwater blond hair woven into a braid that hung down to her butt. I swallowed hard staring at the tight shorts clinging to her incredible ass. As she turned her impressive breasts came into view hidden under the clingy blue half shirt that also revealed her pierced belly button. I turned to look again over the shared backyard. "Whatcha thinking?"
"I can't believe its all changing. That in a couple of months we will be thousands of miles away you will be on one coast and me on the other." She closed the distance and I felt her hands slip around me from behind her breasts pressing against my back. I suppressed a shudder of desire as my childhood friend and the woman I most wanted to be with embraced me.
"What's really bothering you?" Her lips right by my ear, her breath as she continued causing a swelling between my legs. "I have a feeling there's more to it than us just parting." Every syllable precisely spoken as her lips brushed against my ear. I turned and looked over my shoulder, her face so close to mine. I looked into her steel gray eyes so prominent in her heart shaped face. Just below her eyes the high noble cheekbones, then her button nose, her full lips framing her brilliant smile. "Turn around." She said as a mischievous mask slipped into place. I turned and she molded herself to me my hands settled onto her firm butt. She kissed me and the world seemed to go away. There was only the heat of our bodies and the electric contact of our flesh touching. Her tongue invaded mine and we dueled for a time even as her leg rubbed against my crotch. When we finally broke the contact I was gasping she was wearing the sex hungry mask now. Even as her hand moved down between my legs the voice cut thru the air.
"Mike? Mike where are you?" My mom broke the moment. I groaned in disappointment. I looked at Stormy and she just smiled, "Later stud muffin." She tore away from our embrace and sashayed back to her window. She bent over letting her shorts ride up revealing a hint of her crotch missing a key piece of clothing, no panties. "Mike?"
"I'm up here mom, I'll be right down." I yelled back and began the climb down to the ground.
"You look like hell." That was my mom subtle as always. She offered me a cup of coffee, which I eagerly accepted.
"I haven't been sleeping well." She got that motherly look on her face.
"You need to take care of yourself, finals are coming up and you know how important they are."
"I know mom, its just I have been distracted lately." She was sipping her coffee but her eyes brightened in response.
"Distracted, twitterpated would be closer to the mark." My face must have been that 'who me?' look. "Stormy huh?" She asked already knowing the answer. There had never been anyone else my entire life. I nodded and stared down into my coffee, my dark reflection stared back. A strong jaw was my prominent feature, just like my dad apparently. But I preferred my elegant ears with their slightly pointed tips. When I was a kid I always imagined I was a 'changeling' the elves had left for my mom since my dad had run away. And of course my light body frame, I was built for speed not strength, and that is why I was going to college on a sports scholarship. Track and field had saved my life; the same way gymnastics had changed Stormy's. We both train together, running and a weight regiment that works for both of us. Of course there is more we do separately but we try to find as much to do together as possible.
"Twitterpated, nice word mom." She hugged me and whispered in my ear.
"Don't live a life with regrets." With that she stepped away looked me in the eye for a long moment and then turned away and left me to my own thoughts. I needed to clear my thoughts so I finished my coffee as I walked up the stairs. I walked to my room set out some clothes and then stripped down getting ready for a nice long hot shower. I stepped into the bathroom in a daze not seeing my mom until it was too late.
"Sorry mom." She looked at me her eyes looking at me appraisingly.
"God I make handsome kids." I blushed.
"Mom!" She dismissed me with a wave of a hand.
"Mike you need to relax. I breast-fed you for god's sake. Changed your diaper, should I go on?" I shook my head and held my hands up in surrender. She reached over and started the water for my shower then turned back and continued. "Stress will kill you." She looked past me and smiled. "Hi Stormy!" I smiled and looked at my mom.
"That won't work." I said she was always trying those sorts of things.
"Hi mom," came Stormy's voice from behind me, "nice view Mike." I turned around in shock and her eyes tracked down between my legs. "Yes mom you make yummy kids." Stormy always called her mom since, well since we were children. I turned back around and slipped past my mom and into the shower pulling the curtain behind me. I could hear mom's and Stormy's laughter and then there was hushed whispers and then my mother's voice.
"I'll leave you two alone." The door to the bathroom closed and I heard Stormy sit on the toilet.
"She means well." Stormy's voice drifted over the falling water.
"That's what's so hard." I stepped under the water and wet my hair. She said something else but I couldn't hear it with the cascade of water around my ears. The curtain opened and Stormy stepped in wearing only a smile.
"I said do you mind if I join you?" I shook my head and looked her over from head to foot. For all of our years together and all the slap and tickle we had enjoyed, I had never seen her naked before.
