Some Like It Young

Chapter 2
The regression continues...

"What the hell do you mean by that? I’m really starting to worry about you."

"Never mind that. You know, we have to figure out what we’re going to tell people. I guess we could start by saying that my husband is out of town..."

"I’m your husband and I’m right here. What do you..." Just then a rather attractive woman, in her late thirties or so approached us.

"Why hello Eve, you remember me? I’m Susan, Lauren’s mom. Hot day huh?" She smiled at me. "And who have we here?"

"That’s my cousin, Jon. He’s home from school for the summer," I heard Eve say.

"Well I knew he couldn’t be your son, unless you had him as a teen..." and on they went. I was dumbfounded. Did I really look that young?

"Pleased to meet you Jon. What year are you in? I have a daughter who is looking at schools."

"Really?" I looked at Lauren sunning herself.

"Oh! Ha ha, no that’s Lauren, she’s my baby. No, my oldest is going to be a senior next fall at Central High, her name is Jennifer. She doesn’t come here often. Oh, wait, there she is now..." And sure enough a beautiful young woman who could have only been Lauren’s sister approached. She was about 5’6, with a perfect, taught body, and wearing a light blue bikini that sort of shimmered in the sunlight. "Hello dear, " I heard her mother say.

"Hi mom..." she looked at me, "Hi there, I’m Jen."

"Um, hi....I’m...I’m Jon..." boy, I was really nervous! My wife snickered. How could I be this tongue tied around a young girl, as if I was some shy kid.

"I never saw you around school."

"Oh, um, well...I...I go to state..."

"Really, thats so kewl. I was thinking about applying there. I can’t wait to get out of the house on my own.." and on an on she went, and I tried to interest her as much as possible but must have come off as really goofy.

"Well, we really have to get going. Nice meeting you Jon. Don’t be a stranger," and with that, Susan and Jennifer left. I heard her giggle a little. They collected Lauren and went home.

"Aren’t you the casanova," my wife laughed. " She was a really scary girl, wasn’t she Jonny? I thought you were going to wet yourself!" she laughed and laughed.

’Hey, cut that out! I’m still your husband you know! It’s just that with all that’s happening I got confused and like tongue-tied, you know? Anyway, I have no interest in any girls other than you!" Eve looked at me, right in the eyes, and she’s always been taller than me and that hasn’t changed but it kinda felt like our roles sorta changed, she was very imposing now. She seemed more grown up, more mature and together than I did if that makes any sense.

"That’s very sweet Jonny, but in case you haven’t noticed," she touched my face "I’m a grown woman, not a school girl....and I wouldn’t be offended if you were more comfortable with someone your own age. Take Jennifer for instance..."

"Oh come on, she’s still in high school!" I sat down on the sofa. Eve sat down next to me."

"I know she is Jonny..."

"And my name is Jon, Eve!"

"Sorry for the slip Jon. You’re right, of course. what with her in high school." She slipped off her top. I stared at her lovely full breasts. I kissed her and my hand slid to her thigh. As I reached her crotch, she pushed me gently away.. "I don’t think so Jonny, oh I mean Jon...I’d feel like I was robbing the cradle. No more of that for you young man." I noticed her nipple was dripping..."wow, am I full. maybe I should stop taking that supplement..." she carressed her breast, some milk squirted out...I couldn’t resist a little taste..she held me against her " ...careful, just a little..." and it was over way too soon. she looked at me and laughed...

"um, oops. Sorry Jonny. Don’t be mad at me please," and she just couldn’t stop laughing

"hey, cut it out Eve!" We stood up, well she did anyway. I felf like I was almost still sitting! "What have you done to me!? Oh, cause I said I was too old for Jennifer n you wanted to make me her age? Maybe I should drive over there right now!"

"Jennifer won’t be interested in you Jonny. She doesn’t like younger boys. And I don’t think I should let you drive until you are old enough. But that should be soon!" I ran to the bathroon and looked into the mirror. I was about 15. "Eve! You get up here right now! You have to fix this!"

"Calm down sweetie. Just relax!" she said, rubbing my neck.

"But how can I relax! I can’t go to work! None of my clothes fit! I..I.." I was really mad. Then Eve got a sort of funny look in her eye..."

"Now Jonny, I think you should relax. Really, you are acting like a child, you don’t just look like one." What could I say to her? Now she really was much bigger than me, I came up to her shoulder. "That’s it....just relax. See? Its not really that bad now, is it?" she kissed me on the cheek "But you know Jonny, I don’t think I could pass you off as a college kid anymore; you really look like you can’t be more than 15. In fact, I think when we are out, you shouldn’t call me by my first name. It won’t seem right..."

"Well what then, you have all the answers," I pouted.

"OK, try this out Jonny. You’re my son from my first marriage. You live with your father and your stepmom. You’re visiting for the summer. See? Wasn’t that easy?"

"But Eve..."

"no ’but Eve’. Come on Jonny, I don’t wanna have to use this," she said making to shoot her tit at me.

"Ok, uh.....mom"

"That’s better. and as far as your clothes are concerned, we’ll go to the mall tonight and get you some that fit. We can try to get you some ’really cool’ stuff, so you’ll blend right in with the other kids. K sweetie?"

"okay mom," I really did love her." And with that, I put on some old sweatshorts and a tee so they would look normal baggy, and Eve drove us to the mall. I got some pretty cool stuff in Gap, and boy, there were cute girls everywhere! It was like I was in heaven.

"Jonny, I want to get some make-up and I know how that bored you when you were grown up.. I won’t put you through it now. Why don’t you find something to do for the next hour or so, then meet me here at closing."

"’k mom," funny, it was feeling kind of natural to say that at this point. She gave me 20 bucks and I walked around. I always liked video games so I went to the arcade. Lots of kids were there. Then I heard "Hey, Jon..." I turned around, it was Jennifer and Lauren! Oh my God, what am I gonna do! But she bailed me out with "Oh, I’m sorry, my mistake. You look kinda like a guy I met at the pool today, but he’s older." Whew!

"That’s ok. My names Jon too, that’s why I turned around. Maybe you mean my cousin. We look alike." Now that was a nice save! "And what is your name?" I was trying to be as cool as possible but I wasn’t very good at it.

"Hmm? oh, it Jennifer. You go to Central?"

"I’m from out of town, visiting my mom this summer. Maybe I’ll see you at the pool?"

"Maybe. What grade are you in? I’m gonna be a senior."

"Me too!" I lied.

"In what, middle school?Look, you’re sorta cute but you’re just a kid. Hey, I know.." she pulled Lauren over, and there she was! Cute halter top and shorts. I was a few inches taller than her (even if I was eye level with her sister). "Jonny, this is Lauren"

"Um, hi," she stammered. I guess to her I was a big deal. I guess 15 is a cool age. I played it up..

"Hey Lauren, I was just going to go to the food court, wanna come?" She blushed, her sister elbowed her, and we went to Burger King. As we sat there eating fries and talking about school I completely forgot that I used to be grown, with a wife,who i was supposed to meet 20 minutes ago!

"Jonny! There you are. I was waiting for you! Come on, its time to go home now!" I blushed. How could she embarress me like that in front of a girl!

"Sorry mom, be right there. Bye Lauren. Hey, I’m going to my mom’s pool tomorrow, maybe I’ll see you there?

"Maybe. Bye Jonny!"

As we walked to the car, Eve could tell I was upset. "Gosh mom, I was like talking to Lauren and just lost track of the time, K? s’not a crime. I’m still getting used to this."

"Okay Jonny, sorry I embarressed you in front of your girlfriend," she smiled. " I told you you would make a cute couple.

"She’s not my girlfriend!"

"Whatever you say sweetheart." We drove home and got ready for bed. Eve was wearing a short white nightie, all sort of lacy. I loved that one cause it showed her panties. She saw how I was looking at her, I think she put it on to tease me. I went to kiss her, she sort of held me back.

"Can I help you with something Jonny? We’ve been through this. I don’t have sex with children. Besides, just yesterday you couldn’t take your eyes off of sweet young Lauren. You never gave your old wife a second thought."

God, she was so sexy! A grown, beautiful woman! I was so intimidated. I looked at myself in the bedroom mirror. Standing next to her it was ludicrous to think she would want a boy like me. She needed a man. Lauren was really nice, but she wasn’t sexy like this. And I was a man! At least I used to be. And I had had sex (I think, but the memory of it was starting to fade.)

"But Eve, I’m your husband..."

"You’re my son Jonny," she sat on the bed, and as she did her nightie rode up showing more panty. "Awwww, look how hard little Jonny is," I turned beet red. "C’mon, sit down next to me, I was only teasing" I’ll say she was! "But you know, we really have to make different sleeping arrangements. Its not right for a teen-aged boy to sleep with his mother." She put her arm around me and kissed my cheek. I saw her nightie staining at both of her breasts. "Just for tonight, you can sleep here. Tomorrow its the guest room for you young man."

"Thanks mom," she turned out the light, I snuggled next to her. Soon I heard her snoring gently. I couldn’t get to sleep for some reason (cause I was this kid sharing a bed with a sexy woman right next to me!) I could smell her milk. I wanted it so bad even though I knew what it would do to me. She was lying on her back, and her lovely breast was no more than 2 inches from my lips. I eased down the top of her nightie. She kind of stirred but the went back to sleep. The milk was dripping from her nipple. A taste wouldn’t hurt. Lets see, Lauren is 13. I would have to be very careful. If she liked me at 15, I’m sure she would like me at 13. I would just have to be careful...

to be continued...