My parents had a whirlwind romance and got married right out of high school. I came along shortly thereafter, and certainly had the youngest parents around. My dad Cliff just kept working at the local factory. He taught me how to hunt and fish and be a man, how to throw a baseball and fix cars. My mom made me feel loved and special, instilling in me values of kindness and respect. I had a great childhood.
Just before they got married, my mom had enrolled in fashion school. She had a career in modeling and design in her sights. But getting pregnant with me upset those plans. My mom spent her 20's taking care of me and her husband instead, becoming the perfect housewife. When I got into high school, she earned her real estate license and became pretty good at it. Despite the sparse population of our rural area, she found a way to be successful.
She never was able to go back to fashion school, but a shadow of those early dreams still remained. My mom's a bit of an anomaly. She takes great care of her body and is very particular about wearing stylish outfits. But she is far from flirty. In fact, quite the opposite. She is actually quite reserved and easily embarrassed. Even around my dad she can be a bit of a prude.
She and I always got along great. With a similar sense of humor, we were always teasing each other and enjoying inside jokes. She is fun to be around and great to look at. Perhaps the best thing I love about her body is her ass. Her workout routine has helped develop a nice round bubble butt that always stands out in whatever she is wearing. Even though she is shy about it, her assets are easy to enjoy. It was impossible for me to not begin to lust after my mom, living in the same house with such a beauty.
My mom was insistent that I attend college, with her and dad helping to pay the way. After I graduated, I moved into my old basement room, not too eager to begin paying rent on my own. I had a part-time online job that provided some income. But I could tell that my parents, especially my dad, was not impressed.
My mom was actually born in Canada, and had dual citizenship. We lived just below the border. She wanted to practice real estate in the more populous area north of us. Despite my dad's mild objections due to his patriotic convictions, she earned her Canadian real estate license.
"Dylan, I need you to drive me across the border tomorrow. I have a real estate luncheon to go to and hate doing the border crossing by myself," my mom mentioned at breakfast one Friday morning.
"Seriously? Can't Dad take you?" I protested.
"No, no, no, Dylan," protested my dad. "You're not pawning this off me. I have a fishing date at the lake."
Disappointed, I considered any other excuses. "But I was going to spend some time working on my online business," I tried.
Unconvinced, my dad said, "You can work on that any day of the week. Besides, it's the least you can do. Last time I checked your calendar is fairly open." This last dig hurt a little, my dad being critical of my current career status in his passive-aggressive way.
Out of excuses, we made plans for the next day. She was hoping to make a bunch of new connections in a Canadian metro area to springboard into more business. I knew she could be successful, it's just that no one in the Canadian city knew about her.
The next morning I had the car warming up in the driveway, my mom always the punctual type.
"You ready, chauffeur?" She said with a smile, slipping in the passenger seat.
It took us over an hour to drive to the golf course the luncheon was hosted at. As we walked into the lobby, there was a long table with name tags to fill out. I grabbed two for us, while my mom introduced herself to a few people, trying to break into the new area. There were a few prize drawings to sign up for as well, which of course I did not pass up.
As I sat down at a table to wait, I observed how skillfully my mom worked the room. She really was good at it. She had a vibrant personality and a beautiful smile that made others feel important. Looking around the room I could tell she also had an unfair advantage. She was by far the most attractive realtor in the room. No one would guess she was a mom from a rural town. She looked like a young executive, right out of college.
Getting bored as I waited, I shamefully began to check out my mom. I had long buried any guilt of regularly feasting my eyes on her gorgeous body. Her beautiful blonde hair was long and curled for the event. Her satin red blouse looked professional, though clung to her body in a provocative way. I was trying to guess what bra she was wearing underneath, as I often snooped in her closet when she wasn't home. She wore a C-cup, though she probably fit better into a D. When she walked around in her 3-inch heels, it appeared that more of her breasts were spilling out than staying put.
As she walked around in her tasteful black skirt, I was not the only guest with their eyes on her. With each step, her ripe bubble butt was mesmerizing to my eyes and libido. Yet she carried herself in such a way that made people comfortable around her. Her intentionally restrained mannerisms made people respect her and take her seriously.
Eventually she joined me at my table. The meal was nice and the presentation was interesting. I could tell my mom was enjoying herself. I had been nervous about coming. As we both got comfortable, it almost felt like we were back home watching a show together. Near the end of the luncheon, they began the special drawings. The last prize was a free trip to Alaska.
"Wouldn't it be great to win that one? I've always wanted to take your father." My mom whispered in my ear.
"And the winner is....Mr. and Mrs. Hart!"
Wait! That was our last name! I looked around to see if anyone else stood up. No one did. My mom looked at me both in surprise and confusion.
"Is that us?" she whispered.
"I think so," I whispered back. "I could only enter one time, so I think I wrote our name as 'The Harts.'"
We had won! But their announcement was a bit awkward, implying that my mom and I were married. I assume we could fix that.
"Would the lucky couple come up and claim your prize?"
