A HUGE THANK YOU TO DEMONJEDI89 FOR WRITING CHAPTERS 1-6 OF THIS STORY

I woke up early in the morning with a yawn and rolled onto my back. As my mind came to life I remembered it was only Tuesday, so the weekend was still far far away. Waking up and knowing there was another boring day of school ahead didn't improve my state of mind. I sat up slowly and pulled back the covers. I swung my long legs over the edge of the bed and rested my feet on the floor, then I slowly got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.

As I brushed my teeth I took a quick glans in the mirror. I couldn't see anything out of the ordinary, but I had often been told by girls at school, that I was an extraordinarily handsome guy. Looking back at me was a tall, at several inches over six feet, and lean, but very muscular tanned teenager with shaggy blond hair. My eyes were a bright burning blue and I knew my gaze had a spectacular impact on the girls at my high school. I rolled my shoulders, making my muscles ripple. It wasn't a moment of vanity but I usually got a kick out of seeing my good muscles tone as a statement of me being a natural born athlete. "Well, get moving Ryan or you'll be late," I said to myself as I got into the shower. After the shower I rushed downstairs for a quick breakfast noticing that my parents already had left for work. 5 minutes later I got into my car and drove over to pick up my friend Tony for school. It was a two minute drive through our wealthy neighborhood with its large houses and mansions.

Two minutes later I was parked in the Grants twined driveway. I knocked once at the door and walked right in. Tony had been my best friend since kindergarten and for as long as I could remember, our families had been close friends. Tony and I had always played on the same sports teams, gone to the same schools and so on. Our families were used to seeing us together and we both just dropped in like part of the family.

As I got to the kitchen I could see it was a typical Tuesday morning in the Grant household. As she always did Carmen -- Tony's mother - had made breakfast for her husband, Peter and Tony. Michelle, Tony's sister, had left for college a year ago, so the family were just the three of them.

Tony barely looked up from his cereal at my arrival and just waved a good morning at me with his spoon. He was kind of short but muscular guy only being 5'7'' with short dark hair. We spent most of our time together either studying for classes, going to parties with friends, watching TV, and other usual activities for high school boys. Sometimes we would go out on double dates. Tony was an alright looking guy and got his fair share of action, but I surpassed him quite a bit in that field. We were both brash and outgoing, but where Tony was a known comedian and liked to goof around I was more reckless.

In one area we were different. Tony struggled getting good grades in school whereas I was a straight A student. I always got good grades with the least possible effort but helped Tony a lot with his schoolwork.

Peter, Tony's dad, was sitting reading a newspaper at the large kitchen table, dressed in his usual shirt, pants and tie. Being an eminent businessman he had long work hours but had also made a killing in the market with his investment company. Peter loved to laugh and have a good time and had lots of friends. He had a somewhat instinctive ability to hook people with whatever he was saying. As Tony he was kind of short, about 5'8'', with short blond going gray hair.

Last but not least was Carmen, Tony's mother. She was leaning against the counter with her arms folded, drinking some coffee. Standing just barely 5'2'' Tony's mother was a gorgeous latin beauty. Even dressed in a long white bathrobe she looked hot. She must have been coming right out of the bath and down to the kitchen for a quick fix of coffee. Her long black hair hung down her chest in wet, clingy waves and she had a radiant face with amazing dark-lashed brown eyes and full sensual lips. While Carmen was the same age as my mom, now thirty-nine, she had always maintained an appearance that made people think that she was much younger than her actual years. One of the things that made Carmen appear so young was her incredibly youthful figure. Her breasts were full, and not sagging in the least, and she had a tight ass. Her legs were perfectly formed with trim ankles, beautifully shaped calves and taught, full thighs. She was definitely a dream milf.

At the time where Tony and I went from only being interested in typical young boys stuff and became aware of girls, we secretly found out Carmen's measurement. She was a 36C-25-37 and weighed 115 pounds. Later on I could easily accept this as Carmen truly had an hourglass figure with an incredible bust, a wasp waist and flaring hips.As I first experienced my sexual awakening as a young boy I had had an incredible crush on Carmen. I had never mentioned this to Tony because I didn't think he would like to know, that his best friend had a thing for his mother. But as I started dating, and eventually got into my first relationship with a girl, my crush turned into a memory of my youth, and I once again just saw Carmen as my friend's mother. Carmen had a sunny disposition and an outgoing personality, so I still really liked being around her.

Carmen was a teacher at our high school, and all the guys thought she was a babe. But Tony and I had years ago put a stop to their crude comments about how they would like to fuck Carmen. But sometimes they still kidded Tony about how young and attractive his mother looked.

Carmen was talking to Peter but as I came into the kitchen she smiled at me and said, "Good morning, Ryan."

Good morning, Mrs. G," I replied back

"Morning, big boy," Peter said without taking his eyes from the paper. He almost never took his eyes away from the paper, and barely participated in the morning conversation. He often just called me big boy, as I had a much larger frame than any of the Grants.

Carmen just walked over to her husband and took the paper from him. As Peter looked up she just smiled at him and laughed lightly, "Thanks for joining the conversation, darling."

She bent down and ran her hands through Peter's hair before she gave him a lovely little kiss. It was clear to all that Carmen and Peter had a good marriage and still were happy about each other.

"Anything interesting going on in school today?" Peter asked Tony and me.

"Not really. Same old boring stuff with the same old boring teachers," I said with a grin and blinked at Peter, while I poured some coffee into a cup.

"Watch it Mister," Carmen quickly retorted while Peter and Tony laughed.

"Well of course I didn't mean my young vibrant Spanish teacher," I chuckled back at her.

"Good save," Peter said and we all shared a laugh.

"Have you got any tests this week?" Carmen asked Tony, leaning back against the counter zipping coffee.

"Only in mean old Mr. Watson's history class on Friday," Tony answered and got up walking over to the dishwasher to rid himself of his bowl and spoon.

"Well, I hope you have been studying for it, because you'll have to keep up your grades if you'll want to get into a great college," Carmen said.

"Not yet, but Ryan has promised to help me on Thursday," Tony said.

"That's good, but why don't you start tonight," His mother asked.

"I have already promised to go out to dinner with my parents tonight, as they are leaving for my father's business trip on Friday," I interrupted.

"Oh, that's right. I have told your mother that you could stay at our house for the weekend and next week," Carmen replied.

"Relax mom, Thursday is soon enough and with Ryan's help I'll at least get a B," Tony said enthusiastically."Okay, but you know I'm just concerned about your grades, Honey," Carmen said as she gave her son a peak on the cheek.

After that Tony and I left for school.I had been right in the morning about another boring day at school. After lunch-break I had Computer Science and here I was assigned to setting up 2 new computers in the teacher lounge. Not a very interesting task, but I did it without complaining.

I had just finished and walked down to my own laptop in another room to see if the web-camera and microphone was broadcasting its signals without problems. I had set my own computer up to record the signals from the two computers in the teacher lounge.

The cameras worked like a charm but because there were no teachers in the room I couldn't test if the microphones worked okay.

I decided to wait some time before coming up with another solution for testing the sound. 10 minutes later I could see my history teacher Mr. Watson coming into the room and sat down and turned on his laptop. He began to work, but I still wasn't totally sure if the microphones worked alright, so I surfed the net while waiting for another teacher to come into the lounge.

5 minutes later Carmen walked into the room. She greeted Mr. Watson and they stroke up a conversation. It wasn't very interesting, so I decided to shut down my laptop and go to the teacher lounge and turn off the microphone and camera, now I knew they worked. But as I had my finger on the off button I heard something interesting.

Carmen had been looking at the screen of Mr. Watson's laptop and she said, "Is that the test for this week?"

"Yes. I have just finished it," Mr. Watson replied and continued, "Some of my students has been slacking of this past two weeks, so I have decided to surprise them with a test tomorrow instead of Friday. Let's see how they handle that."

"Sounds interesting, but are you not afraid a lot of them will do badly in the test," Carmen replied sounding a little off and with a troubled look on her face -- clearly thinking about her own son.

"Not my problem, you snooze you loose," Mr. Watson said with a mean grin and got up.

"Will you look after my computer while I go to the bathroom?" He asked Carmen.

"Of course," She replied and Mr. Watson walked out the door. I just thought to myself that I had to tell Tony about this surprise, but I also knew he would totally freak out, because he couldn't study for the test by himself. Over the years he had become dependent on my help.

But before I could do anything Carmen got a determinant look on her face and reached into her purse. She got out a flash drive and quickly inserted it into Mr. Watson's laptop. She used the mouse pad and it seemed as if she was transferring the test to the flash drive. In a matter of seconds she had completed the task and quickly took a step away from the computer and looked really guilty around to see if anybody had seen her dishonorable act. She took a deep breath and put the flash drive back into her purse and went to the water-cooler.