Please read the previous two stories first. This one is sort of an aside and doesn't feature any actual sex. It ties into the overall fantasy of the story though. Cheers!
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My phone buzzed at around 10am the next day. It was Mum.
"Now I have two dates! ;-)"
"What happened?"
"Dave texted this morning. Apologised for being too busy and asked me out again. So I've got a date on Friday and now Saturday too!"
"That's excellent news! Well done! Let me know if you need anything"
"I will, thanks!"
This was amazing! My Mum was really into it now; meeting men and, with any luck, fucking them. And with even more luck I'd be able to watch it all happen.
I was still pretty happy after work and decided to stop in at a bar for a beer before heading home. I picked one near my office that I don't usually go to. It was full of suits; drunk obnoxious young professionals all being fairly rowdy for a Monday. I found a spot at the end of the bar and ordered a beer.
There was a loud table with four of these young businessmen to my left, I drowned them out as I enjoyed my beer and savoured the news that I had recieved from my mother. I began to plan how I could sneak in and regain my vantage point, and hopefully see my mother getting worked over like a cheap pornstar.
The bartender asked if I wanted another beer, just as the guys behind me burst into laughter. I ordered my next beer and listened in lazily. Seems they were talking about their girlfriends and what they could get them to do. It sounded to me like dialogue from Wolf of Wall Street, if that movie had been written by a hack.