“Mum, if what I’ve heard for the last two times that you’ve had sex is how it’s become, you’ve certainly got something to complain about.”
“Two times, you’ve heard us twice. I knew that you were in the room on Saturday night.” She paused thinking, “so then you must have heard us after you and I came back from the cinema?”
“Yes I did, and I need to know why you let him have you that night, for me it spoiled the evening that we’d just had, that was our night, a very special night, and hearing him having you just shattered me, why did you do it with him?”
“Alex, I wanted to make love with you so, so much that night, but I just couldn’t bring myself to take that huge step then, so I left you my clothes as a sort of consolation prize. But I hadn’t thought it through completely, because of course, when I got into the room, I was naked. I didn’t want to wake him up going into my drawers looking for a nightgown, so when I got into bed and he turned into me, he felt that I was naked, and thought that I wanted sex, so how could I explain it away if I didn’t let him have me?”
“But you enjoyed it?”
“Yes, I always enjoy it to some extent, but you saw tonight just what I can be with some real love and attention applied to me, didn’t you?”
“Yes, there’s a bit for me to work with that’s for sure.”
Mum then looked down, “damn there’s a wet spot,” and then getting out of bed, started walking towards the door.
“Where’re you going?”
“I think that you and I have some unfinished business in the shower from this morning, and then because of that wet spot, we’re just forced to have to sleep in my bed.” She turned smiling, “but only if that’s all right with you?”
“That’s cool ma, in fact I think I’ll like having you in that bed, even more than in mine.”
“I thought you might somehow. Now, when am I going to meet your lady…Jane, right?”
“Yes it’s Jane, but why do you want to meet her?”
“Oh I just thought it might be fun, this is the new me, I’m forty four in two months, and I think it’s about time I had my mid life crisis, you know try some new things. Look for new horizons, that sort of thing, I’m sure you can understand that. But for now it’s time for us to revisit the shower, are you coming lover?”
She stopped as a thought struck her, “Lover, it’s got such a ring to it hasn’t it? My lover my son, my son my lover, yes a very nice ring to it, if I may say so.”
Like every good son, I never argued with my Mum, I just agreed, and of course, my Mother my lover, my lover my Mother, sounded just as good to me.