Jack heard a soft knock at his door…
Scrambling to close the movie and cover himself up, he called out. It was Mirnda, of course.
“May I come in, Jack?” Mirnda asked and he said she could. She opened the door, gently slid across the floor towards him and sat down on the edge of the bed, next to him. It was only then that he noticed his huge erection poking through the bed clothes.
Mirnda had changed into her silky robe again, and though it was fastened more tightly than the other day, he could still see her nipples poking through and a little hint of cleavage below the neck line. She looked incredible in the warm light of his bedside lamp.
“Hi,” Mirnda whispered and gave him a warm smile. She ran her fingers through his hair like she always did and he swooned at her touch. She leaned forward towards him a little and he could feel her breath and body heat. A strand of her hair fell down in front of her face.
“Are you feeling better, sweetheart?” Mirnda asked him in her usual kind voice.
“I’m a little low,” Jack replied. It was true, but Jack felt wonderful being with her.
“You wanna talk about it?” Mirnda asked, and Jack felt her hips press up against his. She placed her arm over him and brought her body down in towards him. Her face was still some distance away, but her buxom bosom was inches from touching him, just above his stomach. It occurred to him then that he wasn’t wearing any clothes under the sheets and he felt embarrassed. He didn’t answer but gave a little shrug.
“You know, Jack, I understand that it’s not been easy for you. With your dad gone all the time and now Kazal. I know I’m not your mom, Jack, and this isn’t what you signed up for…”
Mirnda stopped talking, sighed, then lay down and cuddled into him. She put her head on his shoulder, put her arm across his chest and Jack felt her breasts and hips resting against his body. It felt incredible but he was increasingly aware of his giant hard-on, and the feeling of Mirnda’s luscious body didn’t help.
“I’m a little low too, Jack. Is it OK if we cuddle a little?” Mirnda asked him.
Jack felt a surge of emotional and feeling towards her. She had done so much for him and been so kind and giving, and he’d done so little for her in return. Jack put his arms around her and held tight.
“I love cuddling, Mirnda,” Jack said.
Jack felt like calling her “Mom” but he didn’t. After a minute, she shifted her body so that she was laying on the bed, her body against him. It felt even more physically intimate than their other encounters.
“I love cuddling too, you’re such a sweet young man, Jack,” she said softly and let out another sigh. She continued to lay there, her head on his shoulder and her hand on his hair, fiddling with the strands. Her bosom was pushed against his chest, and he could feel the silky softness of her robe. Jack’s hands fell naturally on her back and waist, inches from her ass.
After a minute, she asked, “Is this OK, Jack?”
Jack didn’t know what to say, so gave her some gentle squeezes to signify a “Yes,” and she seemed to be completely relaxed.
After a little while of her just laying there and not speaking, Jack started to feel tired.
“Say, Mirnda, I’m going to go to sleep,” Jack said.
She picked her head up and smiled. Her face was inches from him and her hair was a delightful mess. “Yeah, me too,” she said with a laugh.
“Want me to leave you alone, baby?” She said, again, laughing a little. Actually, Jack didn’t want her to leave, but he didn’t know what he did want exactly. Even if his dreams came true and they ended up having some kind of sexual encounter, Jack knew nothing about it and would be completely out of his depth.
“No,” Jack said. “I like being together.”
“I’m cold though,” Mirnda said, with a shiver. Jack wrapped his arms around her.
Jack nearly invited her under the covers, but then remembered his state of undress. “Well, I…” is all Jack could manage to say.
“I’m worried about you, Jack. Are you going to be alright?” Mirnda said. “I feel like I need to be here for you.”
It sounded like she was fishing for an invitation. Was she lonely too? It certainly seemed like it. Jack doubted she was looking for sex with him, and even if she felt the same urges as him, Jack doubted she would act on it. She had such a strong sense of responsibility towards him, that he was sure that was somewhere she would never consider going. But, here she was. She had let him touch her breast earlier, and she seemed to want attention.
“Mirnda, I need to use the bathroom,” Jack said. She sat up and apologized for holding him up.
“Go ahead,” Mirnda said with a giggle, allowing him space to get out of bed.
“Um, there’s a problem,” Jack started to explain.
“Yes?” Mirnda said with a tease in her voice.
“I’m, er…”
“You’re what?” Mirnda giggled.
“I’m naked under here,” Jack blurted out, pulling the sheets up around him. Mirnda burst out laughing, then, standing up and grabbing pajama bottoms off the floor, threw them at his head.
“There you go, I won’t peak,” she said, turning her back to him, making a half-hearted show of covering her eyes.
