Chad suddenly sobered up and said, “Are you okay with this, Mom? You don’t mind?”
I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs that of course I minded, that my son’s heart and body should belong to no one but me, but I smiled and replied, “Of course not, Chad. This was your father’s last wish for you, son.”
He seemed satisfied with that and we lapsed into silence for most of the ride. I know he was thinking about his impending evening though. A bulge began to grow in Chad’s pants…a sizable bulge and I had a hard time concentrating on traffic.
Finally we reached New York City and drove to the address Alexis had given me. It was a posh, old mansion. An attendant took our car while an elegantly dressed butler walked us past Grecian statues of Gods and Goddesses and inside to a sitting room. The place reeked of money and power and taste. Erotic paintings hung on the wall and here and there were placed art objects, intensely sexual in nature. We waited just a few minutes, both of us trying not to giggle from nervousness, when in walked two lovely women.
“Good evening, Diana. Good evening, Chad. We’re so thrilled to finally meet you. I am Alexis.” Alexis was a beautiful Eurasian woman. She was wearing a Christian Dior suit that hung perfectly on her lovely form. Her short, black hair was perfectly in place, except for a thick strand that hung attractively over her right eye. She approached us and kissed me on the cheek and then shook Chad’s hand. “We’re thrilled to finally meet you. I know Charles would be thrilled to see your family tradition continue!”
Chad was almost speechless and I managed a quiet thank you. There was a moment of awkward silence and then Alexis continued. “So, Chad I know you’re anxious to get started. There are some formalities we need to take care of.” She turned and gestured to the other woman, a short, gorgeous redhead, with an attractive zaftig figure wearing a white medical coat. “This is Doctor Claire. Chad, you’ll need to step out with her. She’s going to take a little blood test and check you out a little while your mother and I have a little chat, okay?”
Claire stepped up and took Chad by the hand. “I’m so pleased to meet you, Chad…Diana. Shall we, Chad?” She led my son away while Alexis gestured for us to sit.
She reached out and took my hand. “So, how is Mom doing? Are you okay, Diana?”
I let out a nervous laugh. “I guess so. I can barely believe I’m here, bringing my son here for his first…um…”
“Experience?” suggested Alexis. “I understand. I know it’s difficult, filling in for your husband, but I’m sure he’d be so proud of you. It’s not every woman or every mother who could be so open-minded.” She squeezed my hand and her touch seemed strangely reassuring and a little more. Her dark eyes seemed to draw me in. I’ve rarely felt attracted to a woman, but I felt more than a little tingle from her touch and from her gaze. I felt my nipples begin to harden against my bra.
“Well, lets get the formalities over with. You have the fee?”