“Jenny I’m not saying that we want to dump Johnny and Jojo on mom. You know I love them both. I love all your kids.” Aunt Jess looked longingly at me.
“We love you too Aunt Jessica!” I replied. She smiled sexily at me.
“You know how thrilled mom would be to have them. You’re always saying that she makes comments about how much she doesn’t get to see them, not like she did when Jeremy was younger.”
I had always loved going to Grandma Sharon’s house. She’d give me treats and we’d play games all day and I would … but I digress.
“Yes mom would love it, the kids would love it, but then why do I feel so guilty about agreeing to it?”
“Because you want the debauchery and the togas and the tequila too mom!”
“There will be no alcohol!” She said sternly.
Aunt Jess laughed at the same time as I did. Mom looked at us puzzled.
“No alcohol, but you’re fine with the togas and debauchery?” Aunt Jess asked. I held back more laughter. A smile grew on mom’s lips.
“I guess when you put it like that, it is amusing.”
“Toga! Toga! Toga!” Aunt Jessica chanted.
It seemed that I remembered those words from an old 80’s movie that I couldn’t think of at that moment. Mom must have remembered it because she laughed then.
“But what if Justin asks?” She questioned us.
“Do you really think he would mom?”
“Yeah Jenny, just tell him mom called after he left and that it was a coincidence and just a spur of the moment thing. It’s not like he’s going to think you have a hot young stud lined up for the weekend is he?” Aunt Jess said and gave me another undressing with her gaze.
“Well, no.” Mom answered still wavering.
“Come on mom, how many chances will we get like this? You keep saying how dangerous it is with dad and the kids here. Now’s our chance with none of them around.” I pleaded.
Mom looked me square in the face and I could see the pleading in her own eyes. She did want this as bad as Aunt Jess and I; she just had to convince her practical, motherly side to let the sexy cougar half have some fun. A look crossed her face that let me know the cougar had won out.
“Okay, I’ll call mom. I’ll have to tell her that it has to be her idea if it ever comes up.” She gave a resigned sigh.
“That’ll make her suspicious, but mom’s suspicious of everything!” Aunt Jess added with too much glee. “It’s not like Justin and mom will ever stop and compare notes. They hardly ever talk, even standing right next to each other.”
Aunt Jessica did have a point. I don’t think I’ve ever heard dad say anything more than hello to Grandma Sharon, and she talked to everyone, and I mean every one, and she only ever added goodbye to their conversations. I never knew why and had never asked.
“I still feel like this makes it official now, that I’m cheating on Justin, your father.” Mom added that last while looking at me. “That by making whatever excuses to not go with him, I’m trying to justify staying home to spend time, a whole weekend, with my new lover.” She made a point of not looking at me then, like that would cause her to lose any resolve to voice her concerns. “I can’t say I’m sorry that all this started, or that I’ve involved you Jessica, but that doesn’t make any of this any easier.”