It took everything in Ty's power not to unleash his perverted desires on the lovely neighbor mom he had just shared the biggest secret of his life with. She must have caught his awkward gaze and the blush on his cheeks because she seemed to pick up on his thoughts somehow and blushed deeper red herself.
"I... I see." Eileen said softly. She seemed to crack a startled smile as she thought of something and almost giggled. "I-I didn't know that you thought of me that way, Ty."
Ty gulped and wanted to sink into the floor. He slumped in his chair and began to sweat a little in complete shame.
"Goodness, this is turning out to be quite the conversation, isn't it?" Eileen laughed. She gulped nervously, saw Ty's utterly humiliated expression, and took a deep breath. "Well, I can... I can understand. You're a young man and I'll bet I've been one of the few people to... to... well, treat you nicely."
"Uh-huh." Ty whispered, although there was an underlying urgency to her voice. He wanted to tell her how he felt so badly. How he had built her up into a fantasy woman in his mind. How he wanted to make her even more beautiful and give her all that she deserved for her kindness.
Eileen caught his subtle change in posture, the tenseness, and the pent up something he was holding back. She was a very perceptive and empathetic woman. She was suddenly aware of her body and felt oddly and uncomfortably naked even in her housecoat. At the same time, it was clear the boy had it bad for her. She could read it on her face. And the power... his... gift. She couldn't string two thoughts together to save her life. Instead, she went with her gut. "So... what are we going to do about this, young man?" She felt a hot burn of utter excitement and a strong mixture of horror as she blurted out the words.
Ty stared up in sudden shock across the table and felt the same feeling twist through his stomach. "D...do? About..."
Eileen blinked several times in quick succession and put her hands to her mouth in shock. She laughed nervously and seemed to blush harder. "I-I guess I like... that... you like me?" She said with disbelief, even at herself.
Ty took a wide eyed sip of his lemonade and decided that this day had been weird enough already. He might as well go for broke. "Um... like isn't really... the right word. I... I think about you all the time. I... I think about you. Um... well, you know."
At this, Eileen burst out into a mortified giggle and nodded. "Oh my." She said simply. "Oh, Ty. I... but I'm so old... and... and surely even Becca is prettier than me. There must be so many nice girls you could... like that way."
The lad choked on his own spit and felt drips of sweat and the burning tightness of his embarassed face. "But you're special."
Eileen sat for a few moments in shock and seemed to be having a mild panic attack. Eventually, she rose from her chair and wandered into the living room, pacing nervously in her housecoat. She glanced out the window nervously, drew the curtains closed, and then walked over to the door and locked it tight.
Ty stared in horror and wondered what she was doing. Eileen walked into the kitchen and stood in front of Ty, looking down on him in utter bewilderment.
"Can we keep this our secret?" She whispered gently. "That you like me and I like that you like me?"
"I swear it." Ty said softly, staring up at his junior sexy fantasy with complete disbelief.
"Mmmm." Eileen nodded gently, taking another nervous breath. "Then... then if we can keep this between us, Ty, I... I think I'd like to see what you can do with your... your gift. It... it is your birthday after all." She covered her face again and averted her eyes in mortified shame.
"Oh." Ty said simply, going white as the implication sunk in of what she was saying. "I see."
"Yes." Eileen chuckled again, taking a deeeeep breath. "So, uh... what would you like to try?"