My Son’s Roommate

by Red Rose Publishing

  Shanna left the bedroom, but hesitated at the top of the stairs. Stevie’s door was shut and she couldn’t hear any sounds of movement emanating from it. Maybe her daughter was still asleep. Maybe Stevie wasn’t coming with them after all.

  With a surge of hope, Shanna hurried down the stairs to find Dave waiting in the kitchen. She recklessly threw herself into his arms and kissed him.

  Dave’s strong arms slid around Shanna’s back, locking her tight against him. His mouth greedily matched her intensity and for a few moments her senses were overwhelmed by the wild thrusts of his tongue and the bulge growing against her stomach.

  It was the bulge that brought her back to reality. As much as she wanted to fondle it, she knew she couldn’t do that here in the kitchen.

  She broke her mouth free of his and let her hand drop down to massage the bulge in his shorts. “Let’s go down stairs,” she suggested.

  A loud yawn sounded from the stairwell startling both of them.

  Shanna and Dave broke apart and staggered back away from each other as Stevie rounded the bottom of the stairs and entered the kitchen from the hallway. “Good morning,” she yawned.

  Dave’s growing erection was painfully obvious. If anything, it was getting bigger now that Stevie had interrupted them. In an effort to distract Stevie from Dave’s condition, Shanna spoke up. “Good morning, Sleepy Head, I didn’t think you’d wake up in time to join us.”

  “I almost didn’t,” Stevie admitted, “but I knew you’d tease me about it all day, so I went ahead and got out of bed. She was eyeing Dave’s bulge despite Shanna’s efforts to distract her and making no effort to hide her interest.

  Dave’s face was red with embarrassment. “Shall we get started, ladies?” he asked.

  Without waiting for an answer, he stepped out of the kitchen toward the front door.

  Shanna started to follow him, but Stevie caught her arm and detained her. “Did you see that package?” she asked.

  Shanna tried to feign incomprehension. “What package?”

  Stevie was having none of it. “Mom!”

  “All right, I saw it,” Shanna conceded.

  “How big do you think it is?” Stevie wondered.

  Shanna was afraid to answer honestly. “Now how am I supposed to know that?”

  Shanna’s defensiveness made Stevie smile. It was a small, mischievous little thing that really made Shanna uncomfortable. “Well, usually you have to get the man to take off his pants so you can examine it. I find offering to give a blowjob usually works.”

  “Stevie!”

  Shanna’s daughter laughed. “Seriously, Mom, how else are you going to find out?”

  “Perhaps I don’t need to know that badly.”

  “But over Thanksgiving you admitted that you’d like to get back into the game. Dave might be a great way to get your sea legs back again. He’s hot, available, and most definitely interested. Have you seen the way his eyes follow you?”

  Shanna felt an almost overwhelming desire to confess her affair with Dave, but Loren’s warning lingered in her mind and inhibited her. “I think you’re letting your imagination run away with you,” she said.

  Stevie shrugged. “Okay, but if you’re not interested, then I may be.”

  Shanna’s heart sank. “What about Edward?”

  Stevie started across the room toward the hallway. “We’re not married.”

  Shanna’s hope dimmed further. As she watched her daughter’s shapely ass disappear she wondered: How on earth am I suppose to compete with that?

  Part II

  Dave

  December 31

  Chapter One

  “Are you ready to go?” Bobby asked.

  “Ready!” Dave confirmed. He looked over to Shanna. “We’ll see you later tonight, Mrs. Elder.”

  “Or not!” Bobby added.

  “We’ll see you later,” Dave repeated. He wanted to make that: I’ll see you later and a heck of a lot sooner than Bobby thinks, but that would be far too indiscreet.

  “You can still change your mind and go with me,” Stevie said. “I’m sure you could both do a hell of a lot better than Marcie and Liz where I’m going.”

  “No, thank you,” Bobby said with enough attitude to keep his words from sounding polite.

  “Thanks anyway,” Dave added, “but Bobby’s already got the whole evening mapped out. We’re going to stick to his plan.”

  Bobby opened the door and he and Dave stepped out into the cold night air.

  “Have a good time!” Shanna called after them.

  Dave turned back and waved, anxious for him and Bobby to get going so he could quickly sneak back here and start fucking this woman.

  Shanna started to close the door, but Stevie grabbed her coat and slipped out after them. “Wait up! I’ll give you a ride.”

  Bobby groaned. “We can walk. We don’t need your help.”

  “Come on, it’s cold,” Stevie said. “And I’m borrowing Mom’s car tonight.”

  Dave also felt a moment of uncertainty. Bobby’s plan had been to leave Dave at the party so he could go spend time with Loren. Dave’s plan was to leave the party also, and sneak back to see Shanna. If Stevie accompanied them to Bobby’s party, both plans would be in jeopardy.

  Shanna seemed to recognize that Stevie’s offer threatened her chance to spend the evening with Dave. She pulled the door all the way open. “Stevie, I don’t want you getting in your brother’s way tonight. He doesn’t want his older sister hanging out with him and his friends. You can understand that, can’t you?”

  “I’m just offering them a ride,” Stevie insisted.

  “All right then,” Shanna agreed and closed the door.

  Stevie held up her car keys. “Do you really want to walk?”

  Bobby conceded. “No, I guess not.”

  Dave followed them both to the car.

  “You can sit up front with me,” Stevie told him.

  “Are you hitting on Dave now?” Bobby asked as Dave opened the door and sat down.

  Dave felt his eyes widen and his cheeks pale. He had been so focused on Shanna that he hadn’t considered that Stevie might be interested in him. Suddenly, he found himself reinterpreting the subtle nuances of his visit.

  “Because it’s not cool, you know,” Bobby announced. “Sorry Dave, you’re my friend and all, but fucking my sister is only a breath better than sleeping with my Mom.”

  Dave felt his throat constricting.

  “As if we care what you think,” Stevie said. “Right Dave?”

  She reached over and patted his knee.

  “Uhmmm,” Dave answered. “Are you hitting on me? ‘Cause I admit, I’ve been rather clueless if you have been.”

  “No, silly,” Stevie said as she started the car, “although we really ought to get hot and heavy tonight just because Bobby told us not to.”

  “Not that you’re not beautiful,” Dave said, “but I still have to live with Bobby for another semester.”

  Both Bobby and Stevie laughed. “Hey, Stevie,” Bobby teased. “Does that mean he should sleep with Mom too? After all, I said he shouldn’t.”

  Stevie appeared to consider the question quite seriously. “They are both adults,” she told her brother.

  “Ah come on,” Bobby said, “that’s just sick and you know it.”

  Stevie backed out into the driveway. “So, where am I going?”

  “Nelson’s house, do you remember how to get there?”

  “Of course, that’s not very far at all.”

  She drove in silence for a few moments before asking. “So if you don’t plan for Dave to sleep with me or Mom, who do you want him to hook up with tonight? Marcie again?”

  “Could you all stop discussing who I’m going to bed?” Dave asked. “And to set the record straight, I did not sleep with Marcie.”

  “Why not?” Stevie asked. “I always thought she was kind of cute, in a slutty little way.”

  “He got cold feet,” Bobby said. �
�She was all hot for him, but he got nervous so he drank himself into a coma.”

  Dave started to protest, but then realized that any excuse he could try to make might start them down a trail that led to Shanna.

  “Really?” Stevie asked, clearly surprised.

  “He blamed it on a fictitious girlfriend,” Bobby clarified, “but as far as I can tell, he just got cold feet.”

  Stevie stared at Dave, calculating something in her head. “That might be kind of cute,” she noted. “Did Marcie come on too strong for you? Do you like to be the man and take your woman in hand?”

  “I am not having this conversation,” Dave insisted.

  Bobby started laughing. “I think you’ve hit the nail on the head, Stevie. Marcie started coming on to him hot and heavy with Liz and me right across from them. She did everything but pull his cock out of his pants and ride him. Liz is a lot more conservative than that and she made a couple of comments that embarrassed Dave and he convinced Marcie to back off for a while. But by the time Liz was ready to take me into the other room, Dave had already had too much to drink to pick up where he left off with Marcie.”

  “So was the problem Liz or Marcie?” Stevie asked Bobby.

  “I am sitting right here next to you,” Dave reminded everyone.

  Stevie patted his knee. “We know that, Sweety. What I’m trying to figure out is how you like your women. You know, I can be quite aggressive when I’m horny.”

  Dave took a deep breath to calm his nerves. The way Stevie called him Sweety sounded exactly like her mother. He had a sudden image of Stevie pulling last night’s T-shirt up over those braless breasts. “I…think it’s time we changed the conversation,” Dave said, “unless Bobby’s changed his mind and wants you to join us at the party.”

  Dave did not want Stevie to join them, and he knew Bobby would never agree. Bobby wanted to sneak out and see Loren tonight, and he couldn’t count on doing that if Stevie was checking up on him.

  “No way,” Bobby said. “Besides, you’re not supposed to fuck my sister, remember?”

  “It’s nice to know you’d like to,” Stevie murmured.

  “I didn’t say that,” Dave said.

  Stevie patted his knee again. “You didn’t have too,” she assured him.

  Chapter Two

  Stevie dropped Dave and Bobby off outside of Nelson’s house and then drove away as she had promised. Both young men watched her go.

  “Wow,” Bobby said. “She really wants you! Forget what I said in the car, man, you can fuck her all you like as long as it doesn’t keep me from getting to Loren.”

  Surprised, Dave turned to face Bobby, but he tried to make a joke of his friends offer. “Thanks a lot, man, now are you going to tell me I can sleep with your mother too?”

  Bobby’s face screwed up uncomfortably. “No, I’m serious man. You might be good for her, and I really think she likes you.”

  Dave decided the smartest thing to do was walk away from this conversation. He turned back toward Nelson’s house. “Are we going into this party? Or going straight to Loren’s?”

  “What’s wrong with her?” Bobby asked. He was starting to get a little bit defensive that Dave wasn’t at all interested in Stevie. “She’s beautiful. She’s fun. Hey, tell me the truth man; is it because she’s black?”

  No, you idiot, Dave wanted to scream, it’s because I’m already in love with your mother!

  Fortunately he resisted that impulse. “No, Bobby, your sister is beautiful, it’s just—she’s your sister. Are you sure you want me messing around there? We’re going to be friends for a long time.” A new argument came to Dave. “And what about Edward?”

  “I didn’t like Edward,” Bobby said. “Fuck him. And I’m not saying you have to date Stevie, she can be a real pain in the ass. I just want you to know it’s really okay. The only reason I acted like it wasn’t, is that I wanted to get rid of her tonight so I can go meet Loren.”

  He offered Dave his hand.

  Dave shook it. “That’s cool,” he said. “I like Stevie, but I don’t think I want to go out with her. Let’s take it slow and see what happens.”

  “That’s cool,” Bobby agreed.

  As if of one mind, they both turned back to the party. “Do you want to go in there?” Bobby asked.

  Dave checked his watch. “It’s already after 9:00. How long do you think it’s going to take you to get to Loren’s?”

  “About twenty minutes.”

  “Then let’s start there now,” Dave said. “You’re going to have to get out of there by 1:00 a.m. latest if we’re to make certain nobody notices your visit. That only gives you a little more than three hours with Loren.”

  Bobby sighed. “It would be a lot easier if she’d let us come out in the open.”

  Dave could completely sympathize with the sentiment, but he still didn’t know if it was correct. “Maybe, maybe not,” he said. “How do you think your mother would take the news that you and Loren are having conjugal visits.”

  Bobby shook his head. “It wouldn’t be pretty, man. That’s why Loren wouldn’t even touch me until you got back. She knows I told you and she seems to think that you being out with me will make my alibi more believable.”

  No, Dave thought, it’s because she also knows about me and Shanna, and either she wants to help the two of us, or she feels less guilty about fucking you when she knows Shanna’s also making love to a younger man. He settled for saying, “If that’s the way she wants it.”

  The two men started walking down the street back the way Stevie had driven them. After half a block, Dave asked. “So do you love Loren? Or is this just about sex?”

  Bobby laughed. “Hey, the sex is great!” he said. “You can’t believe how good it is with an older woman like Loren.”

  “I’m serious,” Dave said. “Do you think you’re in love with her? Or is it just sex?”

  Bobby stopped laughing. “I really like her,” he said. “You know I’ve known her all my life. So I do love her, but…”

  “Does she love you too?” Dave asked.

  “I…not like you mean,” Bobby said. “She’s really up front about it. There’s no future for the two of us, so it can’t be any more than sex.”

  “That reeks, man,” Dave said.

  “Oh, I don’t know,” Bobby said. “It would be complicated. She has kids older than me, and in twenty years, well…we’re not getting any closer in age. Maybe she’s right.”

  “It reeks!” Dave repeated.

  “Yeah, it reeks,” Bobby agreed, “but right now I’m going to get laid by a hot and horny lady, so let’s try to talk about happier things.”

  Chapter Three

  Loren opened her back door within moments of Bobby knocking. To Dave’s interested eye, she appeared to be dressed only in a pale lavender silk robe. The cold New Year’s Eve air had her tiny nipples pressing hard into the smooth fabric.

  “Good evening, Dave,” she said. “Bobby, you may go upstairs to my play room and undress yourself, but do not touch anything.”

  Bobby ducked his head down as if he was embarrassed for Dave to hear his instructions, but he started off instantly to do as he was told.

  “Would you like to come in for a few minutes?” Loren asked Dave. “I have something I would like to ask you about, and I have a little time while Bobby gets ready.”

  She stepped back and Dave followed her uncertainly into the kitchen. Loren’s small nipples were really prominent now, and Dave could not help but wonder if the next few minutes might not provide an opportunity to see them.

  Loren’s small knowing smile suggested she knew precisely what he was thinking, but she made no move to either tighten or loosen her robe. Instead she led him to the kitchen table where she sat as demurely as a woman could when she was wearing nothing but a short silk robe.

  Dave sat across from Loren, wondering how he could cut this meeting short and get next door to Shanna.

  “I know you’re in a hurry,” Loren told
him, “but I want to know if you’ve considered the next step?”

  Dave blinked. Loren’s eyes were quite bewitching, and while he preferred a far more voluptuous woman, her curves were quite enchanting. “I don’t understand,” he said.

  “With Shanna,” Loren whispered. “After you get through fucking her brains out this week, what are you and she going to do next?”

  Dave was shocked to hear such a crude word coming out of the older woman’s lips. Admittedly, he’d heard far more from Shanna, but the circumstances had been more intimate. As always, he found the baseness of the language exciting. “I, we haven’t really talked about it yet.”

  Loren continued to pursue the subject. “And don’t you think it’s time?”

  “I ... Mrs. Silver I’m not sure what you want me to say.”

  Loren didn’t let him off the hook. “Where do you see yourself and Shanna in ten years?”

  That question made Dave pause. He tried not to think that far ahead with Shanna. Would they still be hiding their relationship? Or would she finally let them come out of the closet?

  “I don’t know. I hope we’re able to tell people we’re dating by then.”

  Loren shook her head. “Dave, you and Shanna have your head in the clouds. You’re not going to be together in ten years. You shouldn’t be together in ten weeks. Unless the two of you accept this for what it is, you’re going to get hurt.”

  “You’re wrong, Mrs. Silver. Shanna is special. We’re going to be together for a long time.”

  Loren shook her head again. “I know you believe that. Shanna wants to believe it too. But she and I know better. What you and Shanna have is great sex. Pretending it’s something else is just going to get people hurt.”

  “But, what about you and Bobby?”

  Loren laughed. It was a small cynical sound that really wasn’t very attractive. “Bobby is what you call a mistake. I invited him inside to give you a chance to fuck Shanna. But now I’m stuck with the consequences and it’s probably going to cost me Shanna’s friendship.”