Zara came home to find her loser stepson and his best friend drunk. This would have to happen while Trey's father was out of town on business!
"Where did you get that!" She demanded, indicating the bottle of whiskey Trey was holding.
"Aaron's dad gave it to him," Trey smirked, not seeming at all ashamed to be caught drinking underage.
"Hello Mrs. Daniels!" Said the drunk 18 year old. "May I say you're looking fabulous today?"
Her stepson giggled at his friend's compliment. The creepy kid was always ogling her, but not usually so openly. She was surprised hif father had given the boys liquor, though. Mr. Sheridan seemed more responsible than that. She supposed she would need to talk to him about it, since her useless husband was gone.
"Neither of you are old enough to drink," she reminded them. "Give me that bottle! "
"Your mom wants to get drunk with us, Trey!" Aaron exclaimed. "So cool!"
"Stepmom," Trey corrected. "My stepmom wants to get drunk with us!"
"Just like that one porno!" Aaron exclaimed.
"I do not want to get drunk with you losers!" Zara exclaimed. "I don't want either of you to get drunk! It's not legal!"
"We're 18!" Aaron objected. "18 is totally legal, Mrs. Daniels! Not to buy alcohol, but, you know, other things..."
The two teenagers giggled wickedly.
"You're both disgusting, " Zara said. "Now give me the bottle. "
"Dude, show her the thing already," Trey said to his friend.
"You really think I should?" Aaron asked.
"Come on!" Trey whined.
"What are you two talking about?" Zara demanded. "What thing?"
"This thing," Aaron said, pulling a pewter amulet with a pink gemstone out of his shirt from where it had been hanging around his neck.
"What is tha..." Zara began.
But then the jewel in the amulet began to shine and she froze.
"What's... what's happening..." Zara asked as it suddenly felt as if she was thinking through think mud.
"Just relax, Mrs. Daniels," Aaron said. "Zara, right? Relax Zara. Everything is just fine. You don't need to worry about anything at all. Just relax and listen to the sound of my voice. "
"Just relax and listen..." Zara agreed, releaved to have permission not to try and think, since it was so hard at the moment.
"You're hypnotized now, Zara," Aaron explained. "You like being hypnotized. You know that you'd never do anything under hypnosis that you don't really want to do, right?"
"Right..." she agreed. She had heard that before, somewhere. She couldn't think of where just now. She didn't need to. All she had to do was relax and listen.
"You remember asking for the whiskey bottle, right?" Aaron said.
"Yes..." she agreed.
"Because you really want the whiskey bottle," he said.
"Yes..." she agreed.
"You'd happily do anything we asked in exchange for the whiskey bottle," Aaron said.
"Anything for the bottle..." Zara agreed.
Her stepson snorted and giggled and his friend shushed him. Zara didn't have to think about that.
"Because you really, really want to have the bottle," Aaron told her, and she did. "You really, really want to drink from the bottle. You want to be the cool stepmom who parties with her stepson and his friends."
"I want to be the cool stepmom," she agreed. "Party with Trey and his friends."
"OK, Zara, when I put my amulet away, you're going to wake up and forget you were ever hypnotized," Aaron said
Zara blinked. What just happened?
"So you really want us to give you the whiskey bottle, Mrs. D?" Aaron asked.
The whiskey bottle! Her eyes went to it and her mouth watered. She needed it!
"Give it to me, Trey!" She demanded.
They probably thought she was going to dump it down the sink. They'd be so surprised when she started drinking with them! She was such a cool stepmom!
"But it's ours!" Trey objected, smirking.
"Yeah, Mrs. D," Aaron agreed. "My dad gave it to us."
Zara sighed, her plan to surprise them failing, she changed tactics.
"Look, boys, it's not like that. I'm GLAD Aaron's dad gave it to you! I know I don't always show it, but I'm a cool stepmom! I just want to join the party! Please, let me have a swig!" She said.
She grinned hopefully and it looked like Trey was about to hand her the bottle she wanted so much, but Aaron stopped him.
"Look, Mrs. D," He began.
"Zara!" She corrected. "Call me Zara! I want you both to think of me as a friend!"
"That's cool, Zara, but if we're gonna share our bottle with you, we should get something in return!" Aaron said.
That did seem reasonable.
"I could order us pizza! " She volunteered.
"That's cool, but this bottle is worth more than that, don't you think?" He said.
She reluctantly nodded. It was worth much, much more.
"So how about this," Aaron said, taking the bottle from Trey and setting it between his legs, running a hand up and down it. "We'll give you the bottle if you take off your clothes," Aaron said.
Zara's eyebrows shot up. She knew Aaron found her attractive but never expected him to be so brazen and perverse about it.
"I...I really shouldn't..." she said, unable to take her eyes from the bottle between the young man’s legs. Young MAN. 18. Legal. Could she?
"Come on now, Mrs. D," Aaron said. "You can keep your bra and panties on if you want. Nothing we couldn't see at the beach. "
That was true enough, though Zara avoided bikinis, given the size of her breasts. And Aaron was back to not calling her by her first name. She was losing cool points. Only one thing to do. She started undressing.
"Holy shit!" Trey said and Zara blushed even more furiously. Not only was she stripping in front of teenagers, one of them was her son. Stepson. Stepson made it not so bad. She focused on the bottle between her stepson's best friend's legs. It would all be worth it!
She stood before them in bra and panties, fighting the urge to cover her crotch and another urge to remove her bra, just so they'd think she was cool with going topless.
"Wow, Trey! Your stepmom is so damn hot!" Aaron exclaimed.
Trey giggled and nodded. He seemed quite a bit drunker than his friend. Maybe he wouldn't remember this. She could hope.
"You totally earned this, Zara," Aaron said, holding out the bottle of whiskey.
All other thoughts fled as she grabbed it. The bottle was hers at last! She removed the cap and chugged at it.
"Whoa!" Trey exclaimed.
"Go Zara!" Aaron exclaimed. "You really are a cool stepmom!"
The whiskey burned but she fought to keep drinking. She hardly ever drank hard liquor and never straight, but she needed to prove to the boys she was cool. She needed them to want to party with her! After all, they were nice enough to let her have the bottle!
"Oh wow, Zara!" Aaron said. "I've never seen a girl suck down booze like that, have you Trey?"
"Never, Trey confirmed. "I've got the coolest stepmom! "
Zara beamed as the room went fuzzy.
Aaron had called her a girl! Trey had called her the coolest. She had the bottle she wanted so much. This was the best day ever!
"Take another drink, Zara! You earned it!" Aaron said.
"Go Zara go!" Trey agreed. "Chug that shit!"
It didn't burn as badly the second time. She could get really good at this with practice! One of the boys started playing music. They were really partying now! She was partying with her stepson and his friend! She really was a cool stepmom!
"Wow, Zara!" Aaron exclaimed. "I'm amazed you're still upright after taking a hit like that!
"I'm cool!" She reminded him. "I cans tozally hannel its!"
"You can totally handle tits?" Aaron asked.
Zara snorted and giggled and set down her bottle.
"Thas nawa I seb!" She explained. "I saeb I can <hic>I can hazzle my lissor! I'm a cool stefmom an I luv a party!"
"You go, Zara!" Trey agreed, grabbing her bottle and taking another hit himself.
"Hey! Thas mine!" She objected.
"Be cool, Zara!" Aaron chided her. "You know what to do to get it back!"
She did? Oh yeah! Of course she did!
"I d'no, boys," she said, reaching behind her back. "Do youz think YOU can hannel tits?"
She pulled off her bra and let it drop to the floor.
"Wow!" Exclaimed Aaron.
"Bess stepmom ever!" Said Trey.
"Give that slut her bottle back, Trey!" Aaron insisted.
Zara blushed at being called a slut, but standing there showing her tits to two teenagers didn't really leave her a lot of room to argue.
She gave her tits a shake, to the utter amazement of the young men, then took another long pull from the bottle. As she did so, she realized Aaron thinking she was a slut wasn't bad at all. He probably meant it as a compliment.
The young man stepped up to her and patted her ass. She giggled and offered him a drink from the bottle while keeping tight hold of it. She'd probably have to give up her panties to get it back it back again. Not that she would mind so much.
"Imaslus," she acknowledged. "Ima drunkslus!"
"You're not that drunk, Zara!" Aaron said. "You can handle your liquor just like I can handle your tits!"
He grabbed hold of her rack with both hands and she gasped, then moaned. He certainly could handle them.
"Help me get Trey drunk enough that he passes out," her stepson's best friend whispered in her ear.
Zara was confused. Why would Aaron want....oh!
She saw her stepson was watching his friend maul her tits with a stupid grin, practically drooling. This would be easy.
She pushed an unresisting Aaron away and stumbled towards wide-eyed Trey to sit down beside him on his bed.
"Yera good sepson!" She observed. "Come lay yer head on mommy's boobs!"
He did as instructed and sighed as she lifted her bottle to his lips. He suckled at it as she praised him.
"Thas a good baby," she said "stepmommy's gaw you."
Whiskey splashed on her tits as her stepson slid down her body, senseless and smiling. His best friend was right there to lick it off, though, so it didn't go to waste.
Zara finished what was left of the bottle, then sighed, then hiccuped. She guessed it couldn't last.
"All gone!" She lamented.
"Oh, I've got another bottle, Zara," Aaron assured her, pulling it out of his backpack. "Think you have what it takes to earn it."
Zara giggled grabbed the bottle, then got on her knees.
"Course I do!" She declared. "I'm the cooleshshepmom!"
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