This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 or older.
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"Well there you two are!" Mom exclaimed as Margaret and I walked through the door. "I was beginning to think you two weren't coming back!" She laughed as she glanced at the clock hanging on our kitchen wall.
"Well of course we were coming back, we wouldn't want to miss out on that Chinese take-out, now would we?" Margaret laughed.
Margaret and I both exchanged glances.
I could see the sparkle in Margaret's eyes. She was so full of life, as always. I'm sure I had the same look in my eyes.
"Well, I didn't know how long you two would be, so I went ahead and ordered for all of us." Mom laughed again. "So, just dig in!" Mom cheered.
She had the table set up nicely.
Margaret took a seat, as did I, with my cock still half hard.
"This looks so wonderful Diane. Thank you for putting this all together." Margaret smiled.
"Oh, no worries sister! Just dig-in and enjoy!" Mom said. "This is just a little 'Quick-Order' that I thought would suit a Saturday night. I think you should tell me just how well the 'massage' went." Mom said as she put a fork-full of her food into her mouth.
"Well, let's just say it this way, Mr. David here knows how to make a woman feel like new again!" Margaret grinned.
"Well, I do know that!" Mom said.
"So, did I take care of your back pain Margaret?" I asked, giving Margaret's elbow a little bump with my elbow.
"Yep, you did indeed! Diane, your son is a genius! Whatever he's learned in that Massage School, it worked well on my lower back. He's a Treasure!" Margaret cheered.
"Well, I guess they taught him well!" Mom said.
"They did indeed." Margaret smiled.
"David, there is a couple boxes in the car that still need brought up. Won't you be a dear and go fetch them?" Mom asked.
Mom locked eyes with me.
This wasn't a request, it was a demand.
"Yeah, no problem. I'll be right back." I answered.
A million thoughts ran through my mind as I walked down the Apartments stairway and out to our car.
'Well, this should be interesting.' I thought to myself.
Fetching a couple boxes from the car only takes a couple minutes, so I wasn't sure exactly what my mom was going to try to get talked-out with Margaret.
Upon returning to the kitchen, both mom and Margaret were laughing and joking about something while nibbling on their food.
"Oh there's my strong young Masseur!" Margaret cheered with a big smile.
"Is everything ok?" I asked.
"Of course everything is ok. In fact, things couldn't be better!" Mom smiled.
"Margaret and I were just talking about her 'massage'." Mom grinned. "She enjoyed it so much that she'd like you do it for her more often, perhaps a few times a week. That is, if you're up to it?"
Margaret looked up at me and winked.
I knew from the looks in their eyes that the cat was out of the bag. And I could feel my face turning red with some slight embarrassment, and a little perspiration building on my forehead.
"Honey, come over here and give your old mom a hug." Mom smiled, holding out her arms.
I gave mom a big hug, and she asked me to sit down with them.
Taking a chair, mom began to speak.
"Sweetie, don't you think your old mom 'knows'?" Mom grinned while patting my leg.
"You do?" I said, feeling my face turning even more-red with embarrassment.
"Of course I do! I'm your mom! I gave birth to you! And I want you to know that I'm ok with it." Mom said while reaching up and giving my cheek a little loving pinch.
A wave of relief flowed through my body as I let out a huge sigh of relief.
"Diane, don't you think we should tell him?" Margaret smiled.
"Actually, I think we should just go ahead and show him." Mom grinned as she stood up and walked over to Margaret. Margaret then stood up, and the two shared a beautifully romantic, passionate kiss.
I was taken aback and pleasantly shocked at what I was seeing.
Both women looked at me and giggled.
"I think he likes what he's seeing!" Mom laughed.
"Do tell us, Mr. David, do you like what you're seeing?" Margaret asked.
My cock was harder than ever now. The sight of my mom dear mom and our beautiful neighbor, my new lover, Margaret, kissing, and tonguing each other's mouths was such a turn on.
"I think we should all sit down and just enjoy our food. And then, we'll enjoy a little 'desert'! Mom cheered.
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Over the course of the next hour, we all enjoyed the Chinese Take-Out and laughed and joked about anything and everything.
It was the most beautiful sight watching mom and Margaret just talk shit and giggling back and forth while a lovely nighttime breeze swept through our half-opened kitchen windows.
"Diane, I do need to ask you, do you enjoy beer or wine?" Margaret asked mom.
"Well, I'm not much of a drinker at all, actually. Only on occasion, I'll splurge. Why? Would you like to have some wine right now?" Mom asked.
"Well, it's just such a special weekend for me, having you and Mr. Handsome here. I'm so full of joy! And when I'm full of joy, I like to enjoy some wine! Would you care to indulge with me?" Margaret smiled.
"Well, in that case, I'd certainly like to enjoy a glass, or two, or more with you!" Mom cheered. "But I'm sorry, we don't have any here. Just coffee, juice and milk." Mom said with a slight frown.
"Oh, no worries dear, I've got some back in my fridge. I'll be right back." Margaret said and walked out.
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"So, what did you think of that kiss?" Mom asked. "I'll bet you weren't expecting that!" She grinned.
"Well honestly, I thought it was awesome. And nope, you're right. I didn't expect that. Not in a million years."
"Well, look. I'm not gay. I'm not a lesbian, if that's what you're thinking. But, I do love that woman, in a special 'friendship' sort of way, if that makes any sense. Let me just say it this way, she makes me feel wonderful. She's like the missing piece to me since your dad died several months ago. Does that make any sense?" Mom asked while taking a sip of her coffee.
"Actually mom, it makes total sense, and I'm damn glad. She's also making me feel quite special too. 'The missing piece' as you call it." I said.
"Well, I can tell you that I enjoyed the kiss. I plan on kissing her again later. She's just so damn cheerful and happy. She's like a little angel that's been sent to us. I don't know quite how to describe her. I just love her. I don't mean I'm 'in-love' with her, but dammit, you know what I mean?" Mom asked.
"Mom, I think I know exactly what you mean, and you don't need to try to explain yourself. If you feel like kissing her, then just kiss her. I certainly think she enjoyed the last one." I said while taking another bite of my food.
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