Mom got a bit frazzled and said, “Oh, I don’t need that kind of stuff at my age.”
I just looked at her and said, “We all need it, not matter our age. I am dying of loneliness without a woman in my life.” She didn’t seem to answer for that and simply stared at her drink.
Over the next few days, I paid her compliments as often as I dared, and took liberties with hugs and kisses more than a son should. She was always welcoming of my actions and this spurred me on to take more and more risks.
One day I took her in my arms again and lifted her chin to kiss her, we paused mid-stream and just gazed in each other’s eyes. I said, “I love you so much Mom,”
Mom replied, “I love you too,” and I kissed her long and firmly, but without opening my lips. I could feel her arching her back to press tightly to my chest and her breathing seemed to get slightly erratic. I then broke our rather chaste kiss and lowered my head to starting kissing her neck. She gasped, and now really labored in her breathing, as I nuzzled her and kissed her soft neck. I wanted to go on forever, but she apparently got her wits back and suddenly broke away from me.
“Wow,” she said, “You really know how to make a woman feel wanted and desirable!”
“You are wanted in every way imaginable Mom!” I replied. “And I have desired you for years, for a long as I can remember!”
“Oh don’t be silly,” she shot back. “I am an old lady and you are a young man.”
“No Mom, you are a beautiful woman and I love you, and I know you love me. What could be more perfect, more desirable?”
Her eyes were searching mine as she fought for words, and I think fought for control. She then looked confused and nervous and said, “This is silly” and walked away.
For the next few days I kept my distance to let her relax and get comfortable again. She was often looking at me with a strange look I was not used to.
When we finally started to again get close, I worked my way slowly back into her embraces, with the now usual kisses to the top of her head. I was about to try to work my way down to her neck when she floored me with some blunt questions. Mom asked, “I hope you are not trying to replace your relationships with lady friends because you are entertaining me. I hope your love life will not stall because you are staying here, perhaps you need to find your own place sooner rather than later?”
I was a bit taken back, and said, “Mom, I love being here with you. I have no desires for other lady friends. I want to enjoy your company only.”
She shook her head and said, “It’s not natural, you should be out dating.”
I took that opportunity to say, “OK, let’s go on a date! Let’s get dressed up and hit the town for some dinner and drinks!”
“Not with me stupid!” She answered, “I meant with some eligible young lady!”
I shot back, “You are eligible, and available, I am eligible and available, and we love each other, and we are here together – so let’s just do it.”
She had nothing to counter that with, so we set off to change clothes and to hit the town.