Linda Evans hung up the Kitchen phone and walked back in the den where her husband, Charles, was watching the evening news. He looked up at his wife and she had a strange look on her face.
"Who was that on the phone?
"It was Jim."
"What does he need now. The only time he calls is when he needs something. He must be over drawn at the bank."
"Nothing like that. He wants me to come up this weekend and be his date for the homecoming dance. Can you believe he would want his mother for a date?"
"Sure, if my mother looked as good as his. What happened to that girl he was so crazy about?"
"They had an argument and she dumped him or he dumped her. Whatever, he needs a date for the dance and he wants me to come up."
"What did you tell him?"
"I told him no but he kept insisting that he wanted me to come. I told him I would call him back after talking with you."
"I think you should go. You are always helping him out one way or another. When does he want you to come up?"
"They have something at the fraternity that Friday night and then the dance is after the ballgame on Saturday night. He said he needs a date to save face after Susan left him. What kind of face will he save by bring his mom to the dance? I would think it would be embarrassing to have your mother at a college dance."
"He must think you look pretty good to ask you to come up and go with him. I must say you will be the best looking girl there."
She walked over and kissed her husband. "Thanks for the compliment but I am not nearly as young as those other girls the other boys have for dates."
"If it is like it was when I was in college it was a bonus to date an older woman. I have a feeling that is what he is counting on with you."
"I will be forty in a couple of months. An older woman to his crowd would be one in her late twenties or thirty years old. I don't want to embarrass him."
"Don't sell your self short. I would love to have had a date with an older woman that looks like you when I was in college."
"You did. It was me and I was only nineteen back then."
"I'm talking about the way you look now. All the other guys will go wild when they see you."
"They will go wild all right. They will laugh Jim out of school. I can't go anyway. I don't even have a dress to wear for something like that. I don't have time to go shopping before I will need to leave."
"I think you are just looking for an accuse to not go. I think you are afraid of what the others say. You could get up there early Friday and find a dress for Saturday night. If you want to go I will call and get the Air Line ticket."
Reluctantly, she called Jim back. "I talked to your father and he gave his permission if you are sure you really want me to come up."
"Mom, that great. You will be the hit of the ball."
"I think you are hoping for to much. It has been years since I danced. I don't want to embarrass you in front of your friends."
"You want embarrass me. You will make my stock go way up."
"I don't know much about your stock but if going with me to a dance will help you then meet my plane Friday morning. I have to find a dress for the dance."
"Don't worry about a dress. One of my friends is married and his wife will loan you one of hers. You are both the same size."
"Does your friend know that your date is going to be your mother."
"No, no one knows it is my mother coming to the dance with me. They think it is a woman I dated back home.
"You are sure digging your self a deep hole if this falls through."
"It want fall through. You are one of the hottest women I have ever seen. Sorry about saying that Mom, but it is the truth."
Linda knew that she still looked good and her body was in excellent shape, thanks to several trips to the Gym each week. Still she would not be a match for girls twenty years younger."
Linda went to bed that night feeling good that her husband and son thought she still had what it took to turn young men's head.
Jim met her at the gate. Her heart went out to him when she saw him. He looked so much like his father. He was over six feet tall and well built. He wouldn't have trouble getting a date and she wondered why he hadn't called one of the girls his own age.
"I have all ready got you a hotel room. It has two beds and I am going to stay with you until you go home Monday."
"I thought I was going back Sunday."
"We will be out late Saturday and want wake up very early. I called Dad back and he agreed that you should stay until Monday."
At the hotel he had already brought his stuff over for the Friday night get together and the Saturday night dance.
Linda unpacked as she talked to him about his girlfriend and how he ended up with out a date for the dance.
"I caught her with one of my friends. They were out side the fraternity building. They were kissing and making out. I lost my cool and told them both off. Now she is going to the dance with him."
"So, I am suppose to be the date that lets you show her up? I think you are dreaming. Look at me. I am nearly forty. How am I going to look good enough to make her jealous?"
He looked her up and down. She blushed at the way her son was looking at her. If it had been anyone else she would have liked to see the gleam in his eyes, as he looked her over. "Don't worry, she want hold a candle to you."
"Have you got the dress for me to try on. I don't want to wait until the last minute to try it on. If I can't wear it I can try to find another one before Saturday night."
He got the sleek black dress from the closet and handed it to her. She took the dress and went into the bath to try it on.
"Come back out when you get dressed, I want to see how good it looks on you."
Linda stripped of her skirt and blouse and the slip she wore under them. She knew from looking at the dress that the slip would have to go. The dress was short and came up above her knees. She didn't mind the short dress. She had beautifully shaped legs and she didn't mind showing them off.
She pulled the dress over her head. One look in the mirror she knew that she could not wear a bra with this dress. It was very low cut in front and the back was cut down to the top of her hips.
She pulled the dress back off and removed her bra. Her breasts tumbled out of the bra as she released the hooks that held it in place. Looking in the mirror she saw a nice pair of c cup breasts. They were still firm and the bra wasn't needed to hold them up.
With the dress back on again she looked in the floor length mirror. She was shocked at how short the dress really was. It came half way up her legs and she knew that she would have to watch if she bent over. Every thing she had would be on display.
Her breasts were on display as well. If she leaned to for over someone was going to get a very good look at her tits. "I can't wear this," she said to herself.
She was hesitant to go back out in the room and let Jim see her in this dress. Another look in the mirror and she knew she looked hot in the dress. If it were anyone other than her son she wouldn't have minded wearing the dress to the party. Her blond hair and shapely body really looked good in the tight black dress.
She opened the door and stepped into the room. Jim turned when she opened the door. When he got a look at his sexy mother he let out a whistle. Linda blushed at the obvious way he was looking at her. "Wow! You sure do look good in that dress."