"Shit!" Alex exclaimed upon hearing his mother's voice. He wasn't ready at all, he was going to be late! The freshman quickly finished getting ready and ran downstairs, throwing the dictaphone into his backpack as left his room. Downstairs, his mother was standing by the door waiting for him patiently, tying her long red hair up into a ponytail. His mom, Iris, was about 35, and still pretty good looking for her age. She kept herself in shape, and had a runner's body that was on display today in her short khaki shorts and navy blue tank top. Even though she was his mother, Alex had to tear his eyes away from her so he wouldn't stare at her impressively firm ass while she leaned down to put on a pair of strappy leather sandals.
His mom turned around and smiled upon seeing him in the hallway behind her. "Hurry up kiddo, you've only got one more week of freshman year, you don't want to get detention for being late again!" She teasingly encouraged him. Alex quickly put on his own shoes and got into the car, his mother following him out and into the driver's seat. As she had almost everyday for years now, Iris started the engine, pulled out of the driveway, and headed off to take Alex to school.
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