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Too Much of a Resemblance (JellyBean)

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Alex was on fire, or so he thought, or rather, or so thought ever drunk in the world. He smiled, but it wasn't just him this time at least, the girl that he had once liked was digging him tonight. She was sitting on his lap, giggling at his stories, as they talked. All the little kids were at the back of the block party yelling and running around, all the grown ups were dancing, next to the food, and sitting down, while all the teens, ranging from early twenties to around 15, were sitting and chilling, talking as their summer was all the way through. This traditional festive was always fun to attend and this time, the girl that was about a year older than him was actually flirting with him. He had a fun time tonight, but he didn't realized how carried away he had become with the drinking. He just let the wind take him away without worries... oh wait that was the alcohol. Alex continued to act romantically towards the girl, giving her the right body language of being there for her protection, but also her fun time.

He was a tall young man, finishing his teen years before heading out to college, he had turned out to be exactly like the father he never remembered. Tall, about 6'02", with a broad and strong back, marked muscles from excessive amount of sports, short light oak hair, and a pair of dazzling green eyes. His personalities and reactions were just the same too, his shifting eyes, daring smile, confidence, and relaxed personality. Even after what his father had done, his mother still loved him, and would justify his actions. Alex didn't understand, but at the same time he didn't understand why his mother had indirectly been avoiding him. He had hints and clues about her odd actions, like talking to him from around the corner, or being locked up in her room whenever he got home. He put these thoughts aside hoping she would finally stop the none sense, as was today. Today she was out having fun, or so it seemed, little did he know she was to come soon to ruin his fun.

As for now he let this girl, a very curvy female that seemed to want something more than usual. Alex had always set an eye on her, but she had never even considered him until now, because of their age difference. This girl had always been stuck up about that, but now, she seemed to have been seduced by his new body, or attitude on life. It was all good no matter what anyone thought, Alex was burning hot!
 
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On her mind, she never thought of it as trying to ruin his fun. She couldn't stop thinking about him like that, looking at him she almost lost her mind. Her legs grew weak, wanting to just wrap her arms about him and just take him. He wasn't his father, but the problem was the fact he acted like him, looked like him and just all around could be him. It drove her insane, after what his father did she could never stay mad at him. She still loved him deeply, she swore to just hide herself in her room to keep her son safe but he had convinced her to go out to the party that the city was holding. Which happened each year at the same time. Though the night had passed on by and she sighed softly she had to leave and she saw the time as it was now almost two in the morning and she turned around as she caught sight of him. The girl on his lap, giggling at his every words and she just glared and she wouldn't let that happen.

Pushing herself up from the wall she swallowed and walked over towards him. "Alex." She said softly and she smiled sweetly, "I hate to say this. But we need to go.." She said and rubbed her head, she was already getting a headache from the extreme partying. She wasn't as drunk as he was, but she wasn't going to let him get completely wasted to where he fucked the girl and passed out. She knew he'd glare and probably be angered with her but she knew she couldn't do anything about it.

Turning around she made her way out of the building, wobbling a bit but she pulled the keys out and pressed the unlock button to find her car. Addison was her name, the woman in her mid forties, standing at 5'9''. Her hair was a dark brown and her eyes a deep ocean blue. He had gotten her ex-husbands eyes which she always melted when looking into them. She was quite an attractive older woman. She wasn't thin like a stick, she had some meat on her bones but she was fit. Her stomach was toned as she often worked out. She wore a white tube top that hugged her body a pair of blue jeans and black knee high black boots. Steel hoop earrings, her hair was pulled up into a messy bun and she mumbled slightly as she turned around to look to him, she needed to get him home. She knew what she had to do.. or what she wnated to do and she needed to do it now.
 
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He had not paid attention to his mother until she spoke out, the impregnated voice made him jerk his head almost instinctively. Alex looked at her, but before he even dared to say anything back, he looked back at his 'new friend' kissing her on the cheek whispering something into her ear. She nodded and smiled getting up, saying something like, "It's a pleasure to see you Mrs. H." But none of that seemed to make it at his mother's ears. Alex got up and followed her, knowing that arguing against it would be much more than pointless. It was either that or it was the drinking that had calmed his nerves and gave him a different view of the entire situation, whatever it was, he had passed the point of being a steam head drunk. He followed his mother out of the car, as all of a sudden a wave of disorientation came to his body, releasing a series of wobbles and mind swings. He winced for a moment before continuing behind Addison. Alex had no idea what was inside his mind, nor did he know what would be in store for tonight, all that he did notice though was that his friend form before had left his pants in a rather tight situation. Luckily he was near the exit, and outside was dark, so no one would notice.

He finally got to the car opening up the door and sliding inside, closing the door roughly. He did not know it, but his father would do the same thing every time he got drunk at parties. He put on his seat belt because of good habits and sat back looking at the street lights before the car began it's journey. The roar of the car came on, and soon enough they were off. His hands fumbled over the radio searching for a good song, leaving it on some rock station where he hummed to the rhythm. Maybe the alcohol was really doing it's feature as he slurred, "Why'id we haf ta leav so earl'?" He looked to the side as his pants were still pretty tight, images of his lap buddy were still running through his barbaric male mind, as it was what most guys thought when under such level of alcohol and teasing. "You always haf to spoil mai parties..." He said rather bummed. And this too was one of his father's streamline sayings. Most of the time his mother and father would get into a fight with this phrase, but ended up having wild crazy make up sex.
 
She heard those words and she sighed lightly, he sounded just like his father and she looked over to him glaring. "Well if I hadn't of, you'd be off fucking that girl in your drunk state. Hey.. might get her pregnant. And then you're night would have been screwed up anyways. But if that happened, so would my night. I'd be stuck there waiting for you.. I'm drunk enough as it is. I shouldn't be driving. You wouldn't have had a way home." She said, growling as she was ranting on and on before she decided to just shut up and she sighed lightly. "Listen.. you're drunk. WAsted.. Completely. I'm supposed to be a responsible mother.. " She looked over to him and closed her eyes for a moment as they pulled up and into the driveway of their house. She turned off the car and she stood up slowly before she got out and she stumbled her way over to the car and turned to look towards him.

"Come on." She said and waited for him until she turned and made her way to the front door, taking a moment to get the key inside and she sighed softly as it opened up and she turned on the lights into the living room. She looked over to him and she frowned, he looked just like him. Acted just like him when drunk and sober.. she couldn't handle it anymore. It was driving her insane, she had to do something and she looked to him. "Sit on the couch.. I.. have a surprise fer your. A goin' aways gift." She said and wiped her eyes. Once inside she left to her room and opened up her closet and pulled down the one costume that her husband absolutely loved.

A black and red corset, a real corset with a pair of matching panties. She pulled on a pair of black stockings and black high heels. The corset pushed her breasts up, showing her amount of cleavage and she let her hair down from her bun which was quite curly and she quite drunkenly made her way down the stairs and into the living room before clearing her throat.
 
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