I couldn’t help smiling at her.
“There he is,” she said playfully and surprised me by leaning in and planting a kiss right on my lips.
“Mom!” I exclaimed.
“What? You’re standing under the Mistletoe,” she explained and pointed behind me, above the door. I turned to look.
“Like you didn’t put that there on purpose,” I commented. Not that I minded.
“Oh, relax. It’s just a ‘Christmas kiss’. I’m just so exited to have you home with me for this long.”
“And the rest of our relatives?” I asked.
“Ah, yeah. Them too, of course,” she answered, with less enthusiasm. “Which reminds me, I better take this down now so your uncle Tom doesn’t get any ideas.”
I chuckled as she reached around me and took the plant down. Tom would try almost anything he thought he could get away with when it came to Mom, especially with some eggnog in him. It never got him anything from her though, other than cold looks.
I took off my jacket and carried my bag into my room.
“Nick! You want some coffee?” Mom called from the kitchen.
“Sure,” I called back and began unpacking.
The presents lay hidden under layers of clothes in my sports bag. A couple of toys for the younger relatives in the family and a bottle of perfume for Mom. Mom had handled bying the rest of our shared gifts for the others. “Shared”, even though she insisted on not letting me help pay for them.
I took the gift wrapped box with the perfume and hid it under the pillow on my bed and let the rest sit on my desk.
Mom was waiting by the dinner table, two steaming cups of coffee in front of her.
“All set up?” she asked and handed me a cup.
“Yep, there’s not a lot to unpack.”
Mom was sitting with the steaming cup held in both hands, holding it up to her face and blowing on it to try and cool it down. She sat leaned forward with her elbows on the table, pushing her breasts together between her arms. She smiled at me, her mouth half hidden. I quickly tore my eyes away from her, to make my attraction less obvious.
Fuck, she’s hot… I thought as I looked around for something else to focus on.
“Oh, is that this year’s tree?” I asked, noticing the pine tree in the living room. The dining room was basically one with the living room, the majority of walls between the two knocked down to make a larger and more open area. I had noticed the tree before, but I needed something to talk about.
“You like it? I picked it up earlier today. I thought we could decorate it tomorrow evening together with everyone else.”
“Sure, sounds good. So they’re flying in tomorrow then?” I asked.
“Yeah, Jen and the rest of the gang are on the same flight tomorrow, and your aunt is driving over with her family and Tom,” she explained. Jen being her sister and the rest of family coming from my late father’s side of the family.
“It was snowing like crazy on the way here though, they might want to take it easy if they are going out on the roads,” I suggested, even though I had been going a bit too fast myself.
“I’ll make sure to tell them,” Mom said, smiling. She fell silent for a moment, gazing at me and with a grin on her face.
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