Hi, my name is Rick. I am about six foot four, 170 lbs and I have messy light brown hair. I thought tonight was going to be like any other Friday night, but Mom did not have any of that.
This whole mess began last night. Me and my Mother were going out tonight. Mom called me to her room and asked me, "Hey Rick, can you come here a minute?" 'Sure." I replied. I moseyed on into Mom's room and what I saw was amazing. Mom was getting dressed up for her night out. Mom was in her early 40's five and a half feet tall, weighed 125 lbs and had a big butt. She was wearing bell bottom Pants and a top that tied up in front of her bosoms. She styled her fiery red hair into a fluffy Farrah Fawcett hairdo. She looked to me and asked,
"How do I look?"
"Aw geez, Mom. You are putting me in an uncomfortable spot right now."
"It's alright, you can tell me if I am attractive or not."
I then told her, "Yeah, you look good."
She then said in a sultry voice, 'Thanks, but do I look sexy?"
"MOOOOM!" I blurted.
She put her hand on my shoulder and said, "Hahahaha! Calm down, I am just messing with you."
"Yeah, real funny..." I sighed.
"But seriously, be sure to be back home in one piece, okay?" Mom asked.
"Sure thing." I said. I walked out to the driveway and started my car. As I drove to the party, I could not stop entertaining thoughts of my Mom. I had to keep pushing them out of my mind for the whole drive there. I arrive to Joe's place, where he was hosting the party. Joe Ono was a guy I knew since mid-high School. He was a 20 year old Japanese-American who stood at five foot nine with a fringe haircut.
The party was going well until my Cell Phone went off. Turns out mom was calling. I accepted the call and opened with "Hello."
"Hi, Rick. The party I wanted to go to had to be called off, can I crash yours?"
I replied, "uh..."
Mom said, "Come on, you're not embarrassed of me, are you?"
"Okay, I will invite you. The address is...see you there."
A few minutes pass and Mom calls again, "I'm outside the door, can you invite me in?"
I walked to the front door and there she was. Mom embraced me in a hug where I could feel her tits through her top. I swiftly broke up the hug and she asked me, "It is really awkward going to a party where I don't know many people, can you introduce me?"
"Sure." I answered. I walked over to Joe and Mom wrapped her arm around mine as we walked over to our host.
"Hey, Joe. This is Laura, she's my-" "GUEST!" Laura interjected.
Is it okay with you if she crashes this party?" Laura flips one of the wings of her Farrah hairdo with a flick of her Hand and her wing of Hair bounces. Joe's eyes popped open for a brief moment.
He answered, "O-oh, it's perfectly fine. I really like your Hairstyle by the way."
Mom said, "Thanks, it was not easy getting it this full."
Joe asked, "Did you use cum-ditioner-" and was cut off my mom's erupting laughter. Joe shrugged the gaffe off and continued chatting her up.
The word "Cum-ditioner" stuck in my head for a few seconds until I figured it may have been a Freudian slip. His unconscious desire may have manifested as such. As I watched mom bite her lower lip and twirl her Hair with her Fingers as she and Joe chatted I was filled with a strange mix of embarrassment and arousal. I sat on a nearby couch and buried my forehead in my Palms as I thought this situation through. When I put thought into it, my mother was a free adult and could do what she wanted and Joe was a pretty cool guy to me growing up. Perhaps I could nudge them together and see where it goes from there.
I walked over to the two and suggested they get Drinks. When we got to the Table I assured mom, "Tell ya what. How about I be the designated Driver tonight?"
"Really?!" Mom asked.
"Sure. You deserve to cut loose tonight." I reassured.
Mom hugged me and said, "Thanks!" I saw mom gulp down a few shots. Mom turned away from the Table to walk over to where the guests were dancing.
"Hey, how about one more Shot, mom?" I proposed.
"You sure that's a good idea?" Mom asked.
"Come on, it's a party! Loosen up."