“Love you, Michael, thank you too for a wonderful evening.”
“It’s not over yet. Come on, let’s enjoy the final dance, then, Mrs Marshall, I’ll take you home.”
His mom just nodded her head before resting it against his chest. He placed a hand on her butt and began to sway in time to the music. Other couples smiled at them and he felt himself grinning. He was in love with his mom, on a date with her, and everyone accepted them as a proper couple. How could his evening get any better?
~*~
The limo was waiting outside as they left the hotel and Mike waited as the chauffeur held the door for his mom. Once he too was safely inside the car pulled away and once again he offered his mother a flute of champagne.
“I do believe my date is trying to get me a little tipsy.”
“I do believe your date has succeeded.” He placed a gentle kiss on her lips, wondering if now it would be deemed improper.
“Michael.”
“Sandy, tonight you are my date, my wonderful, beautiful, sexy date, and I intend to take full advantage of the situation. I have the limo booked for another hour, so watch the world go by and enjoy the ride with me, please?”
His mom nodded her head and then, to his delight, nestled closer to him and again rested her head against his shoulder.
He had never realized quite how lovely the city looked at night and Mike, even though he was conscious of his mother’s body next to his all the time, enjoyed the tour enormously. Finally the car drew up outside their house and for the last time the chauffeur held the door and they climbed out to stand together as the shiny black limo drove away.
Mike let his mother enter the house first and then quietly closed the front door. He couldn’t believe how horny he was and knew jacking off to memories wouldn’t be enough, not tonight. He quickly hung his new suit jacket on a hook and then, as she carefully eased a shoe off, he moved up behind her. Not really knowing if he had the courage to say or do anything.
“Leave them on, I want another dance, here, where I can be alone with the most beautiful woman at the dance. We were the best new couple, after all, I think I deserve it.”
For a moment his mother was silent and he moved over to press play on the CD player. He had set up the track he wanted before they left and as the music began he pulled his mom close to him, not giving her a chance to refuse.
The music was slow and sensuous and Mike moved his hands over his mother’s body and down to her butt as they danced. He knew his cock was hard in his pants, knew his mother could feel it, and hoped it wouldn’t make her back off.
“Michael …”
“Shhh, I love you, mom, I … know it’s wrong but I want you.”
“Want me?” She looked up into his eyes and for a moment Michael smiled before capturing her lips with his own. He kissed her tenderly, just for a moment and then looked into her eyes again.
“I want to tell you this is wrong, Michael, but your kisses are so hot.” His mother rested her hand against his cheek and smiled at him.
He moved closer again and his tongue was accepted immediately. As they kissed he began to move her back towards the sofa and then pushed her gently so they were sitting together. The kiss continued, her hands running into his black curly hair, holding him in position until in the end they moved back to breathe.