With her bathtub on the fritz, Gemma had taken to using her friends’ facilities. Stress had been weighing her down and after a long soak in the tub she felt much calmer and refreshed. She knew there was a chance Kyle could be home, but didn’t think anything of it. He was a sweet boy, and was growing up into a particularly attractive man– though she tried not to think about that. Gemma had had her fair share of men. It had started with a great love and spiralled into a college men’s hockey team and anyone she could seduce into be. She’d been with professional athletes, well known musicians, and even a few D-list celebrities. It didn’t take much for Gemma to connect with someone, when she fell she fell hard, but sex wasn’t so much about already knowing someone as it was getting to know them. She was applying a layer of scented lotion to her body, clad in her lace bra and matching underwear, a rare look as she seldom took the time to match her socks let alone her underwear, when the door opened. Doing little to cover herself, she glanced over her shoulder, smiling when she saw it was only Kyle. She was secure with her body for the most part, despite her less than healthy habits with food, and didn’t tend to flinch when people saw her in various states of undress. “Don’t worry about it,” she shook her head, her towel perched on to top of it. “What’s up? Do you need in here?”
Despite not really being a shy person, he always felt awkward around her, maybe it was because she was his moms’ friends, so in a way, she was a forbidden fruit, even if he was sure that they wouldn’t actually forbid him to be with her, he also knew that things would be slightly awkward, but his moms were always very supportive people. They wouldn’t care about their age difference, after all, they also had a big age difference, as one of his moms was almost his age, but things would be a little awkward, because he was their son, and she was their friend, so it was natural. There was also the fact that he didn’t think she would want anything to do with him, not every woman, would be up for even just as much as sleeping with a much younger man, they tended to go for an older one, which was another reason why he never made a move, “I...” he forgot for a minute what he was there for, as she was very distracting. She didn’t seem to be that bothered by the fact he was seeing her just in her underwear, which didn’t surprise him, she was always very confident, he knew her long enough to know that, “Oh, right, I came here to ask you if you wanted anything,” he stroked the back of his head, “Do you want anything to drink or eat?”