It was now a full hour passed the agreed start time for the party and Michael was feeling sorry for his mother. No one else has showed up, without the decency of saying they couldn’t make it. Any excuse was better than just not showing up. Still, the night could have gone worse. Now he was all alone in the house with his mom dressed like a horny school girl and her best friend Violet, who was constantly flirting with him, was dressed in a skintight catsuit. This was far from a disaster, but he resolved himself to make the most of it, for his mom’s sake. With that steely resolve he adjusted his semi hard cock and joined his mother on the couch in the livingroom.
“Well I for one don’t wanna let the fact no one else turned up ruin all my hard work planning this.” Violets voice somewhat muffled as her head was inside a cupboard while she searched for a game. Finally, with a cry of triumph she emerged and held out a large square box. “Who wants to play twister?” She asked with an impish grin.
“Ooh I haven’t played that in years” Charlotte replied excitedly, before glancing across the couch at her son. “But I don’t think your old mom will be flexible enough for it now” lowering her eyes in embarrassment.
“That’s ridiculous mom, you’re fitter than most of the girls in my college. You could dance your way across a twister mat” Michael told her earnestly.
“Oh, alright you’ve convinced me” Charlotte spoke softly, then seeming to have had an idea she leaned across to her son, “only if you play the first game with me”.
And so, the sofa was pushed out to make room on the floor for the twister mat. Violet sat on the arm with the game dial and rule sheet, while Charlotte stood to Michael’s left, both barefooted but still in their costumes.
Violet took a long drink of her cocktail then set it aside to observe the rule sheet. “Alright so it says right here that you two have to do what I say and the game is over when one of you is flat on the ground, all good?”
“Oh no, I knew it was a bad idea giving you any kind of authority” Charlotte laughed as her best friend gave her best impression of the Joker grin.
“Well you’ve done it now, so will you two agree to do whatever I say ’til the game ends?” Violet asked putting some emphasis on the word ‘whatever’.
“Very well, we submit to your authority, for now, don’t we Michael?”
Michael looked at Charlotte seeing the excitement hidden on her face as she waited for his answer. “Who am I to say no to you two”
“Alright, let’s get this party started” Violet sang, “first of all my first ruling is that you two have to start at opposite ends, there and there” Violet pointed to the sides of the sheet which did not have the word Twister printed in the white border.
As Charlotte stepped onto the mat Violet stopped her, “no no no, your feet aren’t in the game yet they have to stay where they are” as Violet spun the dial she glanced down as it stopped then looked at her friend again “your first tile is right hand, green”
Charlotte scowled at her friend and stole a quick glance at her son, who was watching her intently. Charlotte slowly bent at the waist, her pigtails hanging, to place her palms directly in front of her feet on the carpet and crawled to the last row of circles to place her right hand on green, mere inches from Michaels foot.