Just a Taste/Start/Lacey/Hospital/Room/Aaron
The next day Andrew woke up early before anyone else in the house. He could feel Lacey sleeping contently in her room. He sensed that she was happy and it helped lighten his mood a little. He'd had nightmares all night about Lacey being angry with him in the morning and running to their mom. As Andrew got dressed he started whistling a light tune and then headed over to Aaron's house.
Andrew walked onto Aaron's front porch and knocked on the door. He was completely caught by surprise by the welcome he received.
"Andy!!!" Aaron bellowed as he threw open the door and tackled Andrew to the ground. "You son of a bitch, you scared the shit out of me. Don't you ever do anything like that again!."
Andrew struggled to get out from under his best friend as Aaron punched him repeatedly on his shoulders.
Andrew felt Aaron's weight lift off of him "Aaron Jason Smith, you get off of him right this instant. I swear, you are trying to put him back into the hospital!"
Andrew looked up from the defensive position he found himself in, to see Aaron's mother Jill standing over him with two of her fingers firmly gripping Aaron's ear. As she pulled her son into the house, she looked down at Andrew and winked. She then turned and continued her tirade on Aaron.
Andrew stood up and dusted himself off. "It's ok, Ma'am, I am fine." He stated.
Jill turned towards Andrew with the typical mother knows best stare. "You, young man, just got out of the hospital. The last thing you need is Aaron here to send you right back." She stated as she released Aaron from her grip of death. "Now get in here and give me a hug, I am so happy to see you are ok. We were all worried sick."
Andrew happily complied with Aaron's mother request, just as Aaron's little sister, Sue, walked into the room. "Speak for yourself mom, I would be just as happy if he had stayed there," she said with a scowl and then stuck her tongue out at Andrew.
Andrew could never figure out what it was that he had done to Aaron's little sister, but for as long as he could remember, ever since the girl had been able to talk, she had hated him. Andrew always went out of his way to be nice to her, with hopes of mending whatever it was. He even asked her once what he had done to make her so mad. She laughed and simply walked away. She had the potential to be a very pretty girl, only ten years old and full of attitude. She had long straight black hair that she kept meticulously combed, green eyes, and a pretty smile, not that he saw it much as she usually frowned or scowled as soon as she saw that he had entered a room.
Jill, on the other, hand always had time for Andrew and was always happy to see him. She approved of the distraction he provided to get her son Aaron out of his room and into the outside world, and Andrew was very appreciative of her affection. She was a very beautiful woman in her mid thirties and kept herself in extremely good shape. She had long curly blond hair and bright blue eyes, that Andrew had found himself lost in on several occasions, much to his embarrassment.
Andrew gave Jill a warm hug, but as he began to extract himself from her embrace, she gripped him tighter and pulled him into her bosom. "Oh no, you don't get away that easy, I was so worried about you young man."
He struggled against her embrace until he felt her breasts pressing against his chest. The softness of her body and the silkiness of her night gown against his skin caused his struggles to cease. He could smell the light sent of her shampoo, and as he enjoyed the moment, he could have sworn her hands touched his ass. His thoughts were interrupted by a shrill voice. "Mother! That's so gross!" Sue shrieked as she stomped out of the room.
Jill watched her daughter stomp off as she released Andrew and then looked down at him. "Don't you ever scare us like that again young man," she scolded with a smile before she walked out towards the kitchen.
Andrew watched her exit the room and again his thoughts were interrupted, this time by the clearing of a throat.
"If you are quite done ogling my mother?" Aaron asked.
Andrew looked over at Aaron and blushed. "Aaron, we need to talk."