"No! Not a chance in hell. I didn't sign up for that." my mom told my dad over the phone.
"But you have to. I signed up to chaperone Eric's prom, but I'm stuck working out in Los Angeles. I need you to fill in for me." I heard my dad say over the loudspeaker of his phone after desperately trying to find a replacement.
"Why can't you get Jason's dad to cover for you?"
Jason being my best friend since elementary school. Both our parents are really close since we've been best friends since practically forever.
"He already signed up to chaperone also. I already asked everybody I can think of, you're the only one left so you kinda have to." He explained, making sure my insanely hot mom understood the situation.
My mom was what is commonly known as a MILF or trophy wife. Standing at 5'2, weighing barely 120 pounds, most of which is in her 36D tits or her slightly too large for her body, peach shaped ass. On more than a few occasions, my friends and teammates had made it not so subtly known of how hot and sexy my mother is. She was the talk of the basketball team. Most of which included how much each guy was willing to pay to have a go at her, or all the dirty things that the team would do to her, myself included.
Pretty upset that her first night to herself in almost a year was ruined. She said, "Fine! But you owe me big time Mister."
"I promise to make it up to you. Thank you. I love you. Gotta go, big client meeting." hanging up before she even had the chance to say I love you back.
Looking over at me, she said "Guess you kids are stuck with me tonight, huh kiddo."
"Mom, most of us are 18 already, we're not exactly kids anymore." I laughed
Looking back when she was 18, "Ah to be 18 again. I guess that just means that I am going to have to keep an extra close eye tonight. Wouldn't want any little teenage girls getting knocked up on my watch huh." she laughed in response
As soon as I found out she would be chaperoning, I sent out a group text to the whole team.
Text from me: guess who is chaperoning the prom tonight
Text from Jason: who?
Text from Bobby: Who?
Text from me: The woman of our dreams, my mom!
I am bunch of celebratory texts came quickly after. Hell yeah! She is so hot! Yay! Fuck yeah dude!
While the group text went on like that and some comments about them trying to get her to dance with them, in a private text between me and Jason, he texted me: dude. You should try to get your mom to dress hot as hell tonight.
I texted back: I'll try walking over to the living room, I sat down on the couch. "So what are you thinking about wearing for tonight, mom?"
"Probably just a normal dress I wear for work. Why?"
"Those dresses are good for being a realtor, but maybe you should try to enjoy yourself tonight. I mean, since it ruined your night to yourself, and dad is away on business anyway. You might as well try and have some fun."
"I guess it wouldn't hurt to see what I can throw together in my closet." she said, as she stood up to go see if she had anything fun to wear.
A few hours later, I was all ready to go. The limo was out front with a few of my friends including Jason and our dates. Jason decides to come inside to say hi to my mom, so him and I are in the living room when she walks out. She comes strutting out in this little, tight, dark blue dress that hugs her in all the right places, with matching 4 inch heels. Jason and I looked at each other shocked, I thought I was about to bust a nut right there in the living room.
"Damn Mrs. W! You're looking better than my date tonight. If it wasn't too late to cancel, I would've taken you to the prom." said Jason, making my mom blush.
"Yeah mom, I'd rather go to prom with you than any girl at my school." I agreed.
She blushed and giggled "Are you boys sure this isn't too much? I mean I'm only going to chaperone."
"No way, you look hot mom!"
She giggled again. "Why don't you boys head out to the prom, I'll take my own car and meet you there."
We headed out to the limo and started heading to prom. Mom decided to go check herself out one more time before heading out. Looking at herself in the mirror she thought, "Damn, I do look pretty good!"
Thinking back at the fun she had when she was 18, she started touching herself remembering all the sex she had on her prom night. how she took it in the ass from three different guys that night, because she was so afraid to get pregnant. Then thinking about how a few minutes ago her hunk of a son and his best friend, who she thought of as a son, just wished that she was their prom date made her even hornier. Deciding that she didn't want to be late, she went out to her car to drive to prom.
When she walked in, it seemed like the world has stopped. All eyes were on her. She walked over to carrie. "I'm here filling in for Jesse because he's on a business trip. So where do you want me?"
Carrie never really liked my mom, so she had an idea. She pointed over to a dark corner that wasn't even visible because of the bleachers, "Some kids like to hang out over in that corner to make out because the light is broken. So if you could station yourself over there to make sure nothing is going on, that'd be great." She said with a forced smile.
While walking over to the dark corner, my mom mumbled to herself, "Stupid Carrie, putting me in the dark corner just because I look better than she does. Why can't I just serve some stupid punch?"
As the dance went on, naturally, couples made their way over to the dark corner where mom was. She would shut them down with a, "No no no. Nobody's getting pregnant on my watch tonight. You guys go back out to the dance floor and have somd good wholesome fun."