The Long Absence: Ted’s Story - Sex Stories

The Long Absence: Ted’s Story

... like the hottest woman on the ship would be his tonight. He, again, told himself it’s going to happen. He imagined making her cum better than Rodney. He imagined getting her contact information and continuing their relationship after the cruise. The sex goddess would be all his! His naivety, overconfidence and knack for making assumptions would be his downfall. It was 8pm, Ted stood by the pool, wearing a nice dress shirt and khakis. He was looking to the gradually darkening sky, breathing slowly, calming his nerves. This was it. He heard high heel shoes approaching from behind. “Play it cool,” he thought. The sound got closer and closer, it was her, he felt it. “Yes,” he told himself, not turning around, his hands shaking. Then she spoke, his heart stopped. Nikki, the hot bus brunette neighbor, cleared her throat. She was at arm’s length from Ted, “Hi, sorry I’m a couple minutes late.” “Her voice,” Ted’s eyes shot open, still not turning around to face her. “Hello? “ She lightly touched his back. “Hi.” Ted wanted this to be a nightmare. He hoped he was asleep in his room on this horrible, insane cruise ship. He slowly turned around to face the woman whose voice he knew. Their eyes locked, their mouths dropped open, they stared at each other’s face, finally getting a good look at each other. Ted gulped, his breathing and heart rate through the roof. The woman’s eyes darted from side-to-side, their faces draining of blood, neither unable to speak due to shock and monumental ...

... embarrassment. Ted cleared his throat, his blue eyes meeting her light-brown ones once again, managing to whisper, “mom?” Nikki lowered her eyes, nodding, glancing back to her son, “Ted.” Chapter 7 – Awkward He felt like vomiting. Ted sat on the edge of a lounge chair. Nikki, his mother, doing the same across from him. He glanced at her every few seconds, still unable to believe his horrible luck. He fantasized about her, he jacked off to her, and he saw her have sex in the boiler room, wishing and hoping it was him bouncing her up and down on his cock. “Ted,” his mom whispered. He held up his hand to quiet her. He didn’t want to talk. He wanted to run. Rubbing his temples, he thought about things. It’s been three years since he’s seen his mother. At his college graduation, she was 50 pounds overweight, had shorter, blonde dyed hair, glasses, and absolutely zero sexy attributes. The words “sexy” and “mom” were as opposite as hot and cold in his mind. Yet here she was on this same singles cruise. His mother was thin, in great shape, her hair was long and brown, her natural color, she was wearing sexy, revealing bikinis, she looked incredibly hot. She looked like she was in her mid 30s – ten years younger. And she was apparently sexually active. Ted pictured her arching her back in the low lit boiler room. The phrase “sex goddess” popped into his mind. Ted stood, “I’m leaving.” “No wait! Ted!” Nikki stood, chasing after him. “Just leave me alone,” He shook her off, disgusted with ...