SHE FELL IN LOVE WITH HER TEENAGE SON
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“I don’t… uh don’t know about that stuff. I… I… I… would… uh… you know, feel silly if I messed up. That would be embar… embarrassing,” Tommy said, a stutter in his voice.
“There’s nothing you could do to embarrass yourself ho–ney,” Sue said patting his leg affectio–nately.
“Come on, let’s get dressed and you can take me to dinner and a movie,” Sue said, reaching to the table and picking up her car keys and flipping them to him. “You can even drive, ba–by boy.”
“Mommmmm,” Tommy said, his face turning red again. However, underneath the embarrassment he was as excited as he had been in a long time.
Twenty minutes later, Tommy was pacing around the living room nervously, waiting for his mom.
When he saw her come down the stairs, he started to say something but stopped in mid-sentence with his mouth open.
Sue had on a ti–ght, white pull over top that was low cut, exp–osing the upper sw–ells of her br–asts, and a sh–ort black sk–irt and high heels. She thought Tommy would like the outfit since he picked it out for her.
“What’s wrong?” Sue asked concerned about the look on her son’s face. Suddenly, she thought that she had made a big mistake.
“Mom, uh, uh, you look, look…” Tommy stuttered trying to tell her how great she looked.
“I’ll change,” Sue said, turning to go back upstairs fearing that she had gone too far in trying to look young and “h–ot”.
“No! You look beautiful,” Tommy blurted out.
Sue turned back around smiling. “Why thank you sw–eetie, I thought you were up–set with what I was wearing.”
“Wow Mom, I hope some of my friends see me with you. God, they will be so jea–lous!”
Sue felt her heart swell with pride and love. “Well, let’s go make them jea–lous. For tonight, why don’t you call me Sue,” she said with a smile.
“Okay Mo… uh Sue,” Tommy answered. “Sue,” he said again to himself, lo–ving the way her name rolled off his to–ngue.
Tommy rushed to the car in front of his mom to open the door to let her in. As she sat down, Tommy couldn’t help look at the exp–anse of her thi–ghs as her sk–irt pul-led up.
When he looked up he saw his mom smiling at him. God, she saw me looking up her sk–irt, Tommy thought. I can’t even do that right, he thought, mentally cha–stising himself.
As he drove, Tommy kept glancing over at his mother’s le–gs. He felt a sti–rring bet-ween his le–gs and was suddenly very con–fused.
Sue’s sk–irt had pu–lled up her le-gs, revealing her tanned thi–ghs. She tried to pu–ll it down but the seats of her car made that difficult.
Tommy drove to a small Italian restaurant that they went to on occasion. It was quiet and inti–mate.
The tables were covered in red checked table clothes and each had an old wine bottle in the center with a lit candle.
Dinner went great and was very relaxing. Sue even let Tommy have a couple glasses of wine. Sue wanted to make him feel more grown up. He certainly needed some confidence building.
Sue had quite a bit more wine than Tommy. She felt a little ti–psy but also warm and relaxed.
Tommy had no trouble talking to his mom. The wine had loo–sened his tongue just a bit. Besides, it wasn’t like it was a real date, he thought.
They talked about school, friends, music, movies; all the things that a boy and girl would talk about on a date.
Occasionally, Sue would point out things about how he should act on a date. Like waiting until his date had taken her seat before he sat down or opening the restaurant door for her.
She tried not to be too cri–tical. Not surprisingly though, Tommy didn’t need much coaching. He was a natural gentleman, like his dad.
For a little while, Tommy truly forgot that Sue was his mom.
Sue also forgot for a short time that she was out with her son. He suddenly seemed so ma–ture. His pretty blue eyes sparkled in the dim candlelight as he laughed and his face lit up like a candle when he smiled.
God, he was handsome, she thought. Suddenly, Sue felt a little shiver run through her.
When dinner was over, Tommy escorted Sue out to the car, opening the restaurant door and hurrying to open the car door.
Sue was just a bit unsteady on her feet. She knew that she shouldn’t have had that last glass of wine.
When Tommy opened the door of the car, and his mom slid in, he tried not to look at her exp–osed thi–ghs again.
However, that was impossible. No matter how ha–rd he tried, his eyes went to the dark area bet–ween his mother’s le–gs.
The light from a street lamp melted the shad–ows and Tommy drew in his breath. His mother’s le–gs ope-ned, revealing her smo–oth thi–ghs and then a pair of pale blue s-ilk pan–ties hugging her spe–cial ar–ea. She paused for a second with one le–g out of the car.
Tommy stood almost frozen, his eyes as large as saucers.
“Well, are we going to the movies or not?” Sue asked, again noticing that her son was looking up her sk–irt.
Another shiver ran through her. Now Sue wasn’t sure whether the spre–ading of her thi–ghs had been an acc–ident on her part or not.
She felt so nau–ghty tonight. It was just a little innocent fun, she told herself. The wi–ne was making everything seem all right.
Tommy’s shocked face turned sca–rlet when he saw his mom watching him again.
Suddenly, he felt ash–amed of his behavior.
If I do this to my o-wn mom, what will I do when I go out on a date with a real girlfriend? he thought