The party had been going well until Sarah put her hand on her husband's leg under the dinner table at their friend's house. She was surprised when moments later he gently pushed her hand off. She brushed off the encounter and continued talking and laughing with their friends.
There were four couples at the dinner party; a group of old friends that got together a few times a year for good food and a late night of drinks. Each of the couples had children that were either in college or would soon be entering and they were determined to enjoy their newfound freedom as married couples without the daily responsibilities of parenthood that had dominated their lives for so long.
Sarah got along well with everyone and enjoyed the adult conversation but the encounter under the table left her feeling hurt and vulnerable. To help her take the edge off she drank a little more wine than she usually would over dinner.
After dessert it was time for coffee. Sarah's husband Jeff offered bring it out and she decided to follow him into the kitchen under the pretext of helping, hoping to steal quick kiss.
"Sarah, what are you doing?"
"I just wanted a little kiss, that's all."
"Our friends are out there, this is not the time."
"It's never the right time with you anymore Jeff!"
Pouting she swung her hips around flaring out her dress.
"Don't you think I look good tonight?"
"Sarah, I think you might have had too much to drink. Maybe I should take you home so you can sleep it off."
"Why don't you loosen up a little and have some fun?"
"My idea of fun isn't making out in front of our friends Sarah."
"You know Jeff, you can be a real jerk sometimes. I'll get my own ride. You stay here and have fun without me."
Sarah grabbed the tray and stomped off to the dining room. At the table she refilled her wine and send her son a text message asking him to pick her up. She hoped her son would be available because ever since he came home from college for summer break he had spent most nights out with his friends. She turned to the table and said that she was tired from a long week and that she would be leaving early but that Jeff would be staying behind. Twenty minutes and two more glasses of wine passed before she got a reply. She did her best to act like everything was ok but she felt insulted and embarrassed.
She and Jeff had always had a good sex life but she felt like she was always the one who had to initiate everything. She was hoping that the atmosphere of the night would loosen him up a little but clearly she had been wrong.
The text from her son said that he would be there in a few minutes and that she should wait out front for him.
Pulling up to the house Jason saw his mother leaning against the house under a porch light holding her high heels at her side. The fact that his mother was still pretty hot at 37 wasn't lost on her eighteen year old son. She usually dressed conservatively around the house but whenever she wore a tight shirt he couldn't help but noticing her ample breasts. They had a pool in the backyard but his mother only ever wore boring one piece suits that showed off her sexy body without showing too much skin.
Sarah had long red hair that framed her head like a lion's mane. She was about 5'7" tall with long lean legs. Childbirth left her with hips that were wider than she liked, but gave her body a perfect hourglass figure. On that night she wore a simple black cocktail dress that clung to her bosom and stomach but fell loose around her hips.
Jason could tell that she needed help getting to the car and walked up the path to retrieve his apparently drunk mother.
"My hero!" She gushed as she threw her arms around his neck.
"Mom..."
"Every girl dreams of having a strong young man rescue her."
"Did someone drink a little too much wine tonight?" He teased her.
She fell into him with her arms tied around his neck. Jason was in no hurry to push his mom off of him but he knew he couldn't stand there with her breasts pressed against him all night.
"Ok, let's get you home, your chariot awaits."
Walking down the path to the car was a challenge. Jason did his best to hold his mother up and ended up wrapping one of her arms around his neck and one of his arms around her waist before she was able to regain her balance.
Jason lowered his mother into the car seat and watched as she awkwardly pulled her legs into the car giving him a generous view of her red panties before closing the door. Sarah noticed her son staring but didn't realize until he closed the door that she must have just flashed him.
Sarah thought to herself through her drunken haze "What a naughty boy... Sneaking a peak at mommy's panties..."
She felt her face get flush at the thought of someone other than her husband Jeff seeing her panties. She was even wearing her sexiest pair hoping to seduce her husband that night.
Jason saw that his mother had lowered the back of her seat as far as it would go and had already closed her eyes by the time that he got into the car.
"Mom, you need to put your seatbelt on before we go anywhere."
Nothing.
He poked her arm and got no response.
"Great" he thought "she passed out."
Sarah was not asleep and wasn't quite sure what compelled her to pretend but she could feel her body quiver when her son's warm breath caressed her neck as he reached across her for the seatbelt. His right hand briefly rested on her thigh and his left arm brushed against her chest as he brought the belt across her lap to buckle her in. Sarah's heart was racing.
She was no virgin when she married her husband but had remained monogamous through the years. Over time her sexual appetite waned to the point that she had become satisfied with the few times that her husband still wanted to have sex with her each year. The intimate warmth of another body against her, even if it was her son's, had jump-started her memory and suddenly she felt long forgotten feelings flow through her from whatever place she had kept them locked up over the years.
On the drive home she peered through half open slits in her eyes and thought that she saw her son stealing glances at her legs. She was always proud of her long legs and enjoyed showing them off. Years ago she wouldn't wear anything but short dresses or skirts that barely covered her. Now she mostly wore pants or long dresses. The dress she wore that night was the shortest one she owned and even that nearly came down to her knees.
Sensing an opportunity for a cheap thrill, like the good old days, she slid her body several inches down on the seat and pushed her knees further apart.
Jason was having a hard time keeping his eyes on the road. His drunk mother was passed out in the passenger seat and the way that she was sitting was giving him a great view of her long beautiful legs. He slowly approached each intersection hoping that the light would turn red and allow him the chance for a better look. When the opportunity finally arrived he put the car in park and openly ogled his mother. Her dress had inched up her bare legs which were spread out in a lewd display. His eyes lingered on the soft curves of her inner thigh. Thoughts of the red panties that he knew were hidden underneath her dress played through his head.
His revelry was broken by the sound of a car honking behind him. He quickly snapped out of it and put the car in gear. The vehicle lurched forward as his foot stumbled on the accelerator.
Sarah felt a rush knowing that just a glimpse of her legs could distract her son like that. She knew she had a great body, especially for her age, she just forgot how to use it to turn men on.
Back at the house Jason walked around the car knowing that she would need help getting inside.
"Mom, we're home" He said as he gently nudged her arm.
