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it was hot outside, really hot. It was the 4th of July and Mom and I were relaxing in the pool. We had decided that this year we would just stay home and enjoy our vacation week, hanging out in the pool and watching movies. No work, no schedules, and since we were staying home, no crowds or traffic to contend with. Lying there on the pool float I was thinking how this was just about perfect. The only thing better would be if I had a girlfriend to hang out with instead of my Mom.

It had been a few months since I broke up with Jill.

We had been dating for about six months and we had gotten into a pretty steady diet of fucking each other’s brains out. But she had become clingy and was talking about how great it would be to get married and stuff. I didn’t have any plans like that, I had just turned 18, and Jill had my life planned out for me.

Jill was on the pill but I always made sure I wore a rubber, just in case. I had heard about girls that trap guys into having a kid and I didn’t want any part of that. It wasn’t easy to break away from having sex pretty much every day but I got scared something might happen and I would be doomed to having a kid and a wife and all that before I really had a chance to have fun.

So here I was floating in the pool, listening to the radio and drinking margaritas that Mom made. It really wasn’t that bad.

I guess I was zoned out in my own world pretty deep because when Mom called my name I didn’t hear her at first. “Bobby!… Have you gone deaf?”.

I snapped back to reality and looked up to see my Mom standing by the pool ladder holding a plate of food. “uh … what Mom?” I asked.

“I asked if you wanted some lunch its after 12 0’clock I figured you would be hungry, I made some sandwiches and chips.” She replied.

As I got off the pool float and moved toward the ladder I noticed just how good Mom looked today. Of course she always looked good as she worked out pretty much every day and she always wore stylish clothes for work. Mom sold real estate and she was good at it. She made great money and never skimped on her wardrobe.

Mom is 43 and could pass for a woman in her late 20s or early 30’s. She is 5ft 1in tall, slender build with a nice set of tits. I checked the tag on one of her bras one day and found out they are 34c. Mom is always smiling and even when she gets upset she can keep her composure very well.

Today she was wearing a bikini that looked great. It had a top that had strings between the triangles of fabric that covered her nipples and the bottom was tied at the sides. It was bright orange and it looked great against her tan skin.

As I climbed the ladder getting out of the pool I was awestruck at just how beautiful and sexy she really was.

We sat at the table and ate lunch while talking about trivial things going on in our lives. After we finished I helped Mom clean up and I got back in the pool while she went to mix another batch of margaritas.

When Mom returned I watched her walk from the house and out to the pool. My brain seemed to have switched to cheesy movie scene mode. Time slowed down, she looked like one of those sexy girls in a movie…walking towards me, like she was walking in slow motion, smiling, her tits bouncing just a bit as she walked towards me.

I didn’t know what to think about the thoughts that flew through my brain right then. For a few Moments I wasn’t looking at my Mom, I was looking at a beautiful sexy woman.

“Ready for a refill?” Mom asked as she poured herself a fresh glass.

“Sure, don’t mind if I do” was my reply as I held my glass out to her.

Even though the legal drinking age was 21, Mom didn’t mind if I had margaritas or a few beers with her from time to time. I was 18 and, as she puts it, when she was my age it was legal and what we do in our own house is nobody else’s business.

We floated around in the pool, drinking and listening to music for an hour or so. We really hadn’t said much to each other during that time, it was as we were each in our own relaxing world. I was brought back to reality when Mom climbed out of the pool and said she was going to go mix up another batch. As she walked across the patio she stumbled a bit and admitted that maybe the margaritas were having an effect on her. I flopped off the raft I was laying on and noticed when I stood up my head was buzzing just a bit. “Woa, feels like they are having an effect on me too”.

As Mom reached the house she called back to me “lets get this party goin!” I just laughed and reached up and turned up the music.

A few minutes later Mom emerged from the house with a new batch of drinks and as she walked towards the pool she was doing a kind of dancing step.

She was definitely feeling the effects of the margaritas as she placed the container of the drinks by the edge of the pool then walked towards the ladder to get back in. She stopped at the ladder and did a sexy dance to the music. Wiggling her butt and throwing herself around like a dancer in a strip joint. I was laughing and clapping cheering her on as she did her dance. “Wooooo!” Mom, “Yea! Lets get this party into gear!”

When the song ended mom took a bow and slipped into the pool. We were both laughing and joking around. “I guess I still move OK for an old broad don’t you think?”

“Mom you move great! You could probably make extra money workin as a dancer”, I replied.