Prompt for September 15, 2016

Complete the short story/flash fiction, that has the following opening:

Fifteen minutes.

He double checked the clock on the kitchen wall. Yes, it had been fifteen minutes since he had sat down with his parents and not a word was said. Oh, granted, a number of words were said fifteen minutes ago, but none now. He thought back to find a more embarrassing moment in his life but concluded that fifteen minutes ago was probably the most embarrassing moment in his life, in his father’s life, in his mother’s life, the life of everyone in his family and probably everyone at Stevenson High.

He thought his parents were out shopping and not cleaning up the basement when he got home as their car wasn’t parked in its usual spot on the driveway in front of the garage. He hadn’t known that they had cleaned out the garage, finally giving his dad the first chance in almost two years of parking inside the garage. So, because he didn’t know that they were home, and because Mrs. Stephanice Sinclair, the thirty-year-old divorced MILF next door was sunbathing, he thought he would spy on her from his parent’s bedroom.

Mrs. Sinclair liked small bikinis when she was sunbathing. Really small bikinis. And Jason liked to watch Mrs. Sinclair sunbathe, just in case someone tried to attack her while she was defenseless, he justified to himself. All the time. Today was a little different, though. Mrs. Sinclair was topless.

Sweat broke out on Jason’s forward as he looked down into her yard as she laid out on a towel beside her pool. The six-foot privacy fence wasn’t even in the way, considering that he was looking down at her from the second story of his house. He just stood there, daydreaming, when Mrs. Sinclair rolled over onto her back.
Jason couldn’t believe his eyes, nor his good luck. Thinking “what could go wrong”, he slipped his hand inside his shorts when the door to his parent’s bedroom opened and his mother walked in the door. That was fifteen minutes ago and not a word since.

He was just about to say something when the doorbell rang. He started to rise to get it but his mother gestured for him to sit with a stern look on her face. He watched her head to the front of the house and he glanced at his dad but his dad was doing his best not to look at him. Although, Jason could swear that there was a hint of a smile on his dad’s face. He heard his mom open the door and the word’s she spoke chilled him to the bone.

“Hello, Stephanie.”

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