"Have you got any plans for this weekend, Mom?" It was the Friday before Mother's day weekend and I had already planned something special for Mom.
"No plans, honey. Why do you ask?" Mom texted back, innocently playing along pretending it wasn't Mother's day weekend.
"Well, I'd like to take you out for Mother's day.. Like a real date." I responded.
"Oh, in that case. I'm all yours baby." Mom texted back, instantly.
"Good. I bought you a little something special, it'll arrive tomorrow. I'm taking you to dinner tomorrow night, be sure to wear it for me." I instructed her.
And that was that, I hope to give Mom the best Mother's day of her life; one that she will never forget.
The next day I drove up to Palmdale and picked Mom up around 5 PM on Saturday; I stood outside her house anxiously waiting to see how she looked in the dress I'd bought her. Mom stepped out of the front door and onto the porch, locking the door behind her; the bright white dress I'd bought for her fit magically, hugging every inch of her curvaceous body tightly. The dress was long and classy but had a slit running up each side of her thighs, all the way up to her hips; exposing just the right amount of leg. The neckline of the dressed plunged deep and ended right below her huge 34E sized breasts; you could already tell Mom wasn't wearing a bra beneath the dress.
Mom made her way down the driveway to my car; I could have sworn she was actually glowing for a change. The sun was setting but she was still vibrant, illuminating with every step. I grabbed her by the hand and pulled her in for a hug; she held me tightly before kissing me on the cheek.
"Thank you so much for the dress. I absolutely love it." Mom said.
"Aw, you deserve it Mom." I replied. I kept a hold of her hand and led her to the other side of my car and opened the door for her as any gentleman would on a first date.
"Did you tell Dad you wouldn't be home tonight?" I asked, before leaving her house.
"Oh, I must have forgotten to tell him this morning. Don't worry, I'll text him now." Mom explained.
"Honey, Matthew is taking me out for Mother's day in LA. I'm going to stay the night as his place tonight but I'll be home tomorrow. Love, Ari."
Thus begun the greatest Mother's day celebration of our lives.
"So, where are we headed?" Mom asked.
"We have reservations at LA Prime; it's the steakhouse at the top of Westin Bonaventura Hotel." I told her.
"Fancy.."
"There's a bar on the floor above that slowly revolves around giving a great view of the city, I figured we could end our night there." I added.
"That sounds wonderful." Mom replied.
"There's just one thing.." I began.
"What's that?" Mom asked.
"Tonight, you're not "Mom." Since it's not Mother's day, no one will expect you to be on a date with your son.. Tonight, I'm your date and I'm going to call you Ari, alright?" I asked.
"I wouldn't have it any other way baby." Mom answered.
We arrived at the restaurant right on time.
"Hi, I've got a reservation for two. Yeah, the last name is Butler." I told the hostess.
"Right this way, Mr. and Mrs. Butler." The hostess instructed us to follow her to our table.
The restaurant was dimly lit and there were candles on each table; the waitress filled our cups with water and we requested a bottle of wine.
Mom and I sat quietly in the candle lit restaurant gazing into each other's eyes surrounded by countless strangers who had no idea we were mother and son, not husband and wife. Mom sipped away at her glass of wine and I could tell she was already getting tipsy; I couldn't help myself, she just looked so god damn perfect.
"Ari.." I said aloud, Mom glanced up at me and smiled. "You look so fucking beautiful. There is no one else I'd want sitting across from me."
Mom blushed and glanced down at the table, she slowly slid her hand on top of mine and said, "Thank you, Matthew. I love you; this night means so much to me."
We finished our bottle of wine before our server could even make her way back to the table to take our order.
"Actually, could we get the check please?" Mom asked, as the server returned.
"Are.. Are you sure?" I asked.
"I.. I need you inside of me, right now."
My cock was rock solid and protruding through my pants already; the server dropped the check on the table and I quickly pulled out a wad of cash to pay.
"Let's get out of here." I told Mom, as I stood waiting for her to stand. I pushed the chair in behind her as she stood up and wrapped my arm around her waist while firmly grasping her ass in front of the entire restaurant.
Mom quite literally couldn't contain herself as we made our way to the elevator; as soon as the doors closed behind us she lunged forward and wrapped her arms around my neck pulling me in to kiss her. She pushed me all the way back until my back was against the wall of the elevator; we made out passionately not caring if anyone was around to see or catch us.
Luckily the elevator was empty; I spun Mom around so that her back was facing me and pushed her up against the wall. I ran my hands down the sides of her voluptuous body, caressing every single curve as I kissed her neck. Once my hands made it just below her hips where the dress was slit, I yanked it up over her ass and gave her a good slap.
"Give it to me." Mom exclaimed, "Give it to me right now."
"First floor.." The monotonous tone of the elevator called out.
We quickly hurried to appear casual; Mom yanked her dress back down over her ass and combed her hair back to look less wild. Despite our best efforts the group of people at the bottom gave us an awkward eye; we looked.. Flustered to say the least.
I handed our valet ticket to the hotel valet and he took off running down the garage to fetch my car; Mom could not keep her hands to herself. Her hands explored my face and down my body as she kept kissing my neck and biting my ear; eventually her hands found her way to my cock which was hard as rock.
"This is all mine, Mr. Butler." Mom whispered in my ear, "This belongs to Mrs. Butler." She finished, as she nibbled on my ear with a slight giggle.
"Where are we staying tonight?" Mom asked as we got into my car. "We can't stay at your apartment, can we?"
"No, my roommate is home.. But don't worry. I got us a suite at the Standard Hotel." I explained.
Fortunately the Standard wasn't far from where we were supposed to have dinner; I'd already checked in earlier in the day before picking Mom up and already had a room key. We quickly by passed the lobby and made our way into the elevator once more.
"What floor?" Mom asked.
"All the way up." I told her.
Mom pressed the last button on the elevator and quickly turned her attention back to my cock; she grabbed a hold of it and began to gently rub and stroke it beneath my pants as I held one of her breasts in my hand and we kissed until the elevator came to a stop.
I opened the door to our room, making sure to lock it behind me; Mom lunged forward and latched onto me once more and kissed me as we made our way over to the bed. Mom fell back onto the bed and quickly untied the strap holding her dress up; she yanked it down just under her massive tits before hiking the dress up over her hips exposing the solid white lace thong she wore to match the dress. Mom sat up on the edge of the bed and spread her legs as wide as she could; her body was begging to be set free from that skin tight dress, she looked like an angel.