Kelly walked past the bathroom in the hallway. A familiar sight met his eyes. Once again, his mom had left the door cracked open just a bit. He peeked in and saw his mom in the shower. He watched the water glisten and run down her naked body. It was like she was putting herself on display for him. Ever since Kelly had graduated, he and his mother seemed to be playing some sort of twisted game. Every time Rhonda would take a shower or change clothes, she would always leave the door open, just enough for Kelly to see in. It was like she wanted him to watch her... and he did.
Testing the limits, Kelly started doing the same thing. More than once he had seen his gorgeous mother gazing at him in the shower or in his room. Rhonda stood 5'4" with long, dark hair and beautiful brown eyes. She was single and so excited when Kelly decided to continue living with her after graduating. That was almost two years ago. Now he was about to turn twenty and wanted to treat himself to a birthday present.
Rhonda stood outside of Kelly's room, listening to him talk on the phone with his friend Andrew. "No man, I'm really gonna do it. Yeah, I'm going to hire an escort. Oh yeah, it's all legit; don't you know how it all works? Okay, I don't either, but I'm gonna find out."
Rhonda was overcome with jealousy. The thought of Kelly hiring a hooker made her blood boil and her heart break. Over the last two years, she had flirted with the idea of telling him how she really felt, but was much too scared. Just knowing he was watching her, and of course, doing some watching herself had been close enough for her. Now that he was venturing out and even making plans on a sexual encounter, Rhonda knew she had to act and act fast.
That afternoon Rhonda bought a burner phone and called her two best friends over to her house. Tammy and Ginger were hanging out around the pool in the backyard when Rhonda told them about her plan. "I've got to get him to call this cell, so I can set it up. I've already bought the phone and booked time at a hotel. Now I just need to get the number into his hands. It will be a great practical joke for his birthday. Tammy, will you do the honors?"
"Sure," Tammy replied. "Just tell me what you want me to do."
Kelly was in the kitchen when Tammy walked in. "Oh, hey Miss Tammy," said Kelly.
"Hey sweets," Tammy said smiling, "listen, Andrew told me about you hiring an escort..."
"Oh great," Kelly interrupted. "I tell him one secret and he goes and blabs to his mom. I'm sorry; it's so embarrassing."
"No no," she said, "don't be embarrassed. There are lots of guys who do that sort of thing. I actually have some connections, if you're interested."
"Really," Kelly whispered, "You mean, for real?"
"Absolutely," Tammy said enthusiastically, "all you have to do is text the word 'hookup' to this number." She handed him a slip of paper. "Once you get a response, you can work out all the details. What do you think?"
"This isn't a joke," Kelly said with hesitation in his voice. "I'm not gonna have some dude in a clown suit come to my house and start stripping or anything like that, right?"
Tammy smiled. "Have I ever lied to you?"
Rhonda and Ginger were sitting by the pool when Tammy came into the backyard. "He bought it; hook, line and sinker. What are you planning, anyway Rhonda? You're not going to embarrass him too bad are you? I'm already feeling guilty about playing a part in this joke."
"What are you talking about," Ginger laughed. "I hope she takes pictures!"
"Don't worry," Rhonda said. "It will all be in good fun." Her phone chirped. "Wow, that was fast." She texted back and forth with Kelly for a while, ironing out all the details; all the while Kelly never knowing he was texting his mom. When Tammy and Ginger asked her later what had happened, she lied and said she had backed out and not gone through with the practical joke.
Kelly knocked on the hotel room door. He noticed it moved a little as he knocked, letting him know it was unlocked.
"Come in," a female voice said from the other side of the door. Kelly pushed the door open and stepped in the room. A woman stood with her back to him, wearing a long, black trench coat with her hair done up. The smell of perfume filled the room. It was so familiar to him.
"Um, hello," Kelly said nervously. "I'm Kelly." He closed the door behind him. "I've never done anything like this before, so I'm pretty nervous." The woman didn't say anything. "Um, well, can I ask what your nane is?" he said, trying to break the ice and calm himself.
Rhonda slowly looked back over her right shoulder, cutting her eyes at him. In her sexiest voice she said, "You can call me Mommy."
Kelly's jaw dropped and he stumbled backwards. "What?" he gasped. "What the... how did you... oh my god!" He took another step back. His face turned bright red in embarrassment. "I knew it! I knew this had to be some sort of prank or joke for my birthday."
"This is for your birthday," Rhonda said, moving towards him, "but it's no joke. I think it's time for both of us to come clean."
"What are you talking about," asked Kelly.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about. I know you watch me in the shower. I know you spy on me when I'm getting dressed and undressed. I know who you're thinking about when you jerk your dick at night, while you're laying in your bed. You see baby, I've been watching you too. You don't have to hide anything from me anymore."
"But this is wrong; isn't it?" Kelly asked, with a note of panic in his voice. "We're not supposed to have these kinds of feelings for each other." His face burned and grew even more red.
"You can't deny it," Rhonda said, taking both of Kelly's hands in hers. "If Mommy says it's okay, then it's okay. Besides, I don't think you can resist me; not here; not like this." Rhonda stepped back away from him. She let her long dark hair down; shaking it loose and then she took off the trench coat, letting it drop to the floor. "How does Mommy look?"
"Oh my god," Kelly stammered. Rhonda wore a black, shiny, vinyl corset that zipped up in the front with a matching vinyl thong. She also had on black, thigh high stockings with garters and stiletto heels. Her lips were a dark shade of glossy red. She was perfect. Walking back to him, she touched his face and spoke in a sultry voice.
"We've been playing these games for too long, baby," she said as she started slowly undressing him. "No one knows what her little boy needs more than his mommy." She pulled his shirt up and off of him. "It's okay to be nervous, honey. I'm nervous too." She unbuttoned his pants and they fell to the floor. "Let Momma make it all better." She bent down and untied his shoes. Kelly stepped out of them and removed his socks. He was standing in front of Rhonda wearing nothing but his boxers. "C'mon hun," she said, taking him by the hand and leading him to the bed. "Sit here with me. Don't be scared."
Kelly's head was spinning as he sat on the bed next to his mother. "I don't know if I can do this," he said looking away from her.
"Just relax sweetheart," she said softly, "All you have to do is relax and let go. It's okay, honey. I long for you. I want you so bad and I know you want me too. I consume your every dream and desire, don't I?"
"Yes," Kelly breathed. "I want you more than anything, but it's all too much to take in."
