While Mom took a drink of her pop it went dry in the middle of her sucking on the straw. She looked at the paper cup and put it in the bag that had held our food, “You know I think I’m kind of glad you did listen in on that conversation. As you gathered, you know, she thinks of you as one fine young man. She wants in your pants so bad that she can taste it.” then in a much lower voice just loud enough for me to hear, “But so do I.” Then she went on to ask me, “Now that you know all that, how do you feel about it?”
“Surprised but I like that you both feel that way. I have fantasized about making love to you and wished you felt the same way toward me. When did you start wanting me like that?”
“April has been wishing she was younger every time she saw you. When April told me that the first time, she asked me if I knew how big you are, and that is about when I started wanting you. She told me at the house how I may entice you by wearing shorter skirts, dresses, and short shorts. As you may have noticed, I began to wear shorter skirts, dresses and short shorts around the house more, just to peak your interest in me.”
“Yes, I noticed it alright and I love every minute of it too. You look so sexy and you have what it takes to flaunt it, I was thinking that it was about time you started flaunting it.”
“April heard you flirting with me one day and that is what started us to talking, and her telling me to change the way I dress around you, and she even flirted with you and you would flirt back. She’s old enough to be your mother, as I am. Then as you looked at her, instead of me, and flirting in front of me, like you had just been doing with me. I would get just a little bit jealous of you two, but then you would turn around and flirt with me right back again, in front of her. I finally was able to deal with it and enjoy flirting with you in front of her, as she seems to enjoy doing in front of me.”
“I like April but she is married still unless she’s gotten divorced since we moved from there. The other thing is I don’t know if she can truly love me as close to what you can being you are my mom. In other words can she love me as much as a wife is supposed to love her husband? I believe I could but don’t know because; I’m not dating her for me to get to know her better. Now that I think about it I know who I do love and want to be with for the rest of my days.”
“May I ask who that woman is?”
I turned my head, and answered, “I’m next to her and looking at her right now.”
Mom looked into my eyes and with a smile she leaned in close and asked, “Is this where we are supposed to kiss and someone decides to interrupt us, like they do in the movies?” then we laughed a bit before kissing each other like lovers.
After we kissed, I asked, “Does this mean the end of the movie and we go wherever it is actors and actress go, when they finish filming?” we chuckled and just held each other in our arms for a short while before deciding on going to do our weekly grocery shopping.
Just as all the groceries were put away and the shopping bags from the mall put in mom’s bedroom there was a knock on the front door. I opened the door to see the rancher’s wife standing on the porch, “Hello Mrs. Thurston. Please come on in.” holding the door open for her.