Hi! My name is Derek, I am 6'2", quite handsome with blonde curly hair, and a senior in high school. Maybe I'm only half mature but trying to become an adult. My mother is Susan. She is 5'4". blonde and vivacious. Her age is 37 but could pass for late 25. My father is Samuel. He is 42 but could pass for 10 years older. He is out of town a couple of days a week with his work. Not much else to say about him.
As most young men do, I brag about sex exploits that I haven't had. However, I am not a virgin due to one girl in my class at school. That was fun but very quick. One day 5 of us guys were talking about MILF's, Or Mothers I'd Like to Fuck.. They all agreed that my mother was definitely a MILF. I had not thought of her in that way until then.
That Friday evening, I was sitting there in my silk tight boxers watching TV. We are a very casual family with our clothing in front of each other. As Mom walked by in her sexy little nightie, she passed by the lamp, giving me a beautiful view of breasts. I thought to myself, "WOW! The guys are right. Mom is as cute as they come!"
As Mom walked back in the living room and sat down, I said, "Mom, tomorrow I will stay home and help you with the yard work, Looks like there is a lot to do."
Mom says, "I would really appreciate that! Think you can get up before noon?"
I get up and go over to sit next to her on the sofa. I turn toward her and lay my arm across her shoulders. As my hand gently rubs her upper arm I say, "I will do anything for my favorite girl." I lean over and kiss her cheek while sneaking a look down her cleavage. Then I get up and go to my room and masturbate while thinking of Mom.
The next morning, I put on track shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt. I'm ready to work by 10 AM. Mom has on athletic shorts and a crop top. I can see that she is bra-less. I mow the lawn and edge it while Mom works in the flower gardens. As she bends over, her top hangs down and I can see her breasts hanging down. Her cute little ass sways back and forth as she works.
We finish up by 2 PM and Mom brings out some cold lemonade with sandwiches. We sit on the shaded patio talking about school and my friends.
I say, "Mom, I would like you to help me develop some more adult skills. Maybe you can teach me to dance. Not the way we all dance now but the older ways like a waltz or maybe country swing, where you are holding the girl. I want to learn how to treat a girl like a Princess. Show me how to take a woman to dinner and how to act all thru the date. I want all women to see me as respectful and caring but also fun. Will you help me learn to be a Prince?"
Mom looks at me in awe and says, "WOW! That's a tall order for the little kid that I raised. I would be so pleased to help you mature more. When do you want to start?"
I say, "Whenever Dad is gone on business next. You can show me how to dance and what music to dance to. Then maybe we could work on a Dinner Date."
Mom says, "This is so great! Your Father hasn't danced with me in years and seldom takes me to dinner. I am proud to be your Dancing Partner and your Dinner Date. We will start Monday evening."
I come home from school Monday afternoon to the sound of nice, slow, quiet, music playing. I enter the Living Room to see Mom in a short yellow sun dress with her hair in a pony tail.
Mom says, "Hi my new Dancing Partner. This is how I dressed for dancing when I was in High School." She twirled in her dress showing me her legs.... and her bikini panties.
I sat my books down and said, "I am ready to dance with a hot chick like you!" We smile and give each other a light kiss.
Mom shows me how to hold her properly and leads me for several steps. I then slowly take over and after a few miscues I am slow dancing with her. It is so much easier than I thought it would be. I am really enjoying holding my mother in my arms while dancing around. I smile at her and lean forward and give her a light kiss on her lips.
I say, "This is wonderful. I love dancing with you this way. Show me a little bit if the Swing dancing now."
Mom says, "Just move your feet slightly to the beat. When you let go of my hand I will swing back and then forward. If you squeeze my left or right hand I will twirl that way. Let's start with a slower song and the speed up as we dance."
After about 30 minutes we have a nice Rythm and speed up with Mom twirling back and forth. As she twirls faster her skirt rises and I see that cute ass in her bikini panties. I'm feel my cock rising and have to stop for a break.
I say, "Gosh that was fun. And I sure enjoy seeing those cute little panties you are wearing."
Mom slaps my shoulder and says, "I'm your mother. You aren't supposed to look at my panties."
I say, "Anytime a hot chick like you shows me her panties I am going to look! Twirl and show me one more time. You are a beautiful young woman!"
Mom blushes and twirls several times in front of me. She says, "That's enough for now. I need to take a break."
I say, "Thanks so much for the dancing lesson. It is so much fun. We need to do that regular. Can we set up a dinner date soon? I need to learn some etiquette for that for sure."
Mom says, "Your father will be gone again Thursday night. How about a dress up dinner at the Country Club. We have a membership there but your father never takes me. It would be quite special."