Be My Date
I was at University when I got the news my father had been killed in a freak accident, the first thing I did was rush home to be with my Mum. As you would expect Mum was devastated, it took a strong sedative from the doctor to calm her down. At the time I was twenty-one while Mum was forty-four, both of us way too young to have lost someone so close.
After the funeral Mum decided to sell the house, she said there were too many memories for her to stay there. My father was a great believer in insurance, thanks to his belief and a substantial pay-out from his employers, Mum was okay financially.
Mum ended up buying a smaller house several miles away. I helped her move and decorate the place, a large framed photo of my parents on their wedding day hung on the wall above the fireplace. When I graduated I lived at home for a while, mostly to keep an eye on Mum. I was offered a job that would be easier for me to travel if I lived closer, reluctantly I moved into a place of my own. Mum was okay with me moving out, she said she would be okay on her own. I still called in twice a week to see how she was.
Mum didn’t need to work, despite this she took a job as an admin assistant for a financial services company. I knew Mum well enough to know that she wouldn’t have wanted to sit around all day, work kept her occupied and gave her the chance to meet other people.
When I let myself in the house I called out to Mum.
“Hey David. I’m in the kitchen.”
When I walked into the kitchen Mum looked at me and smiled, she noticed I had grown a beard.
“Nice beard. It suits you, makes you look rugged and manly.” Mum smiled then gave me her usual peck on the cheek.
“Thanks Mum. So I wasn’t rugged and manly before?” I asked grinning at Mum.
“Of course you were David. The beard just makes the look.”
We chatted about life in general as I watched Mum prepare dinner. Looking at my Mum you would never guess she was forty-seven years old. It must have been something in her family genes, my grandmother was sixty-nine and didn’t look a day over fifty. I remembered calling in on my grandparents one day, they were having sex on the sofa. My gran said if you acted young, you stayed young. I just smiled and promised to call before I went round next time.
Mum was about 5′ 6″ and slim. She had a little bit of weight on her backside but nothing to worry about. Mum’s legs were tanned and shapely, if the tight top was anything to go by her breasts were nice and didn’t have any sag in them.
Mum announced dinner was ready. I set the table as she served the food. When we had finished eating Mum asked me if I could do her a massive favour.
“There is a summer party for all the staff in two weeks. I was wondering if you would go along with me?”
“Sure I can do that,” I replied with a smile. “But won’t it seem weird being there with your son?”
Mum looked down at her empty plate, I knew there was something she hadn’t Girne Escort told me, yet.
“The thing is David. Well the thing is I was wondering if you would go as my date, rather than as my son. You see I told a little lie to get one of the men to stop pestering me. Now everyone will expect me to arrive with a date.” Mum looked slightly embarrassed when she asked.
“No offence Mum but surely you can find a date. You are certainly pretty enough to attract a man.”
“Oh I can get a date. The problem is most of them only want me for one thing. Nearly all of the men who show an interest are married. I am not a homewrecker, so I tell them to get lost.”
“Surely there are some single men where you work?”
“There are. I just don’t fancy any of them. Probably explains why they are still single,” Mum giggled.
“Okay Mum. Say I agree to go. What if someone expects us to kiss, or dance real close?”
“I’m sure you can manage that, David. I hope I am not so bad that you wouldn’t kiss me or dance with me.”
“That’s not what I meant Mum. It will just seem weird kissing you. I mean kissing you as if I was your boyfriend instead of your son.”
“Please David. Please say you will come with me.” Mum’s eyes begged me to say yes.
“Okay, okay I’ll go along with you.” I sighed as I thought that maybe it wouldn’t be that bad. Mum was right about my beard, it did make me look a little older. Who knows maybe we could get away with the charade? I spent a bit more time with Mum before setting off for home.
On my last weekly visit to Mum before the party weekend it was all Mum talked about. She actually admitted she was looking forward to showing me off as her date. I started to wonder if I had done the right thing in saying I would help her out. We agreed a time for me to collect Mum. Mum reminded me to dress smart casual, no jeans or training shoes.
Thankfully the weather was good on the day of the party. I parked up outside Mum’s house and stepped out into the blazing heat of the sun, the sky was blue with barely a cloud in sight. I called out as I entered the house.
“I’ll be down in a minute,” Mum called back. I sat on the sofa and waited. I was wearing a grey shirt, open collar and no tie. My black trousers and black shoes completed the outfit, I hoped it was enough to keep Mum happy.
When Mum came downstairs I looked at her and gasped. She was wearing a short pale blue summer dress, she carried a white cardigan to match the white heeled shoes.
“How do I look?” Mum asked, turning so I could see all of her.
“Beautiful Mum. Absolutely beautiful.” Dressed as she was with a little make-up and hair done right. All of a sudden I was looking forward to the party.
“Let’s go then,” Mum said, smiling at me. “Don’t forget to call me Jane, none of that Mum stuff.”
“Okay Jane. I suppose I had better get you to the party on time.” I offered my arm as I led Mum out to my car. The party was Magosa Escort being held in the grounds of a country hotel, the bar was free and food was being provided. On the drive to the party Mum ran through the backstory of how we supposedly met.
As we walked from the car park Mum told me to put my arm around her. “Make it look good please David.” I did better than that. I leant down and kissed Mum as we strolled across the lawn to meet her colleagues. Mum smiled and held my hand.
I spent the first ten minutes being introduced to everyone. I finally made my escape and went to the bar to get us both a drink.
“Here he is now,” I heard Mum say as I returned to the group of people. One guy was clearly not happy to see me. Forcing a smile he nodded and walked away.
“That is the guy who keeps pestering me for a date,” Mum whispered in my ear. “He thought I was alone until you showed up.” Mum giggled and took a sip of her drink.
We seated ourselves with a few women Mum worked alongside, thankfully their husbands were there for me to talk to. At first I found it strange referring to Mum as Jane, after a while it stopped bothering me and seemed to be natural. I noticed a few women give me a knowing look and a smile.
Later that evening Mum and I danced a slow number together, I held her close as Mum rested her head on my chest. “Thank you for doing this. You don’t know how much it means to me.” Mum whispered.
I looked down and smiled at Mum, then I kissed her. Not a motherly kiss, but a kiss of lovers.
“Well let’s hope that convinces everyone that I am your date.” Mum looked flush as she smiled back at me. She held me tighter and ground her crotch against mine.
I danced with several of her colleagues, Mum danced with the husbands. I was having a great time playing Mum’s date. During one dance my hands were on the small of her back, Mum told me to slide them lower onto her bottom. I did as I was told, Mum gasped then smiled when I gave her backside a cheeky squeeze.
At the end of the evening we said our goodbyes. Some of Mum’s colleagues said they hoped to see me again.
“I think it’s a possibility. That is if Jane brings me along to any more gatherings.”
“Oh I’ll be bringing you along lover. Make no mistake!” Mum announced before we turned and headed away from the group.
“I think that went well?” I announced as I started the car.
“It did indeed. Thank you David.” Mum leant across and kissed me, I felt her tongue brush against my lips.
“Get a room, you two!” One of Mum’s friends yelled, laughing as she tapped the car window.
Mum did most of the talking on the drive home, she was pleased that her colleagues accepted me. It helped that the guy who has been pestering her for a date stayed away from her all night. She hopes he does the same in the office. When I pulled up outside the house, Mum suggested I come in for a coffee.
I locked the car and followed Mum Kıbrıs Escort indoors. “Would you like a coffee David, or something stronger?”
“A coffee will be fine Mum. Any more alcohol and I won’t be able to drive.”
“You can always stay the night. That is if you have nothing planned for tomorrow?”
“I have nothing planned Mum. Okay then I’ll have a small scotch, if you have any.” Mum told me to go and sit in the lounge, she would bring the drinks in.
“Thank you for coming to the party David. I must say you made quite an impression.”
“I suppose I will have to do it all again for the Christmas party, later this year?”
“If you don’t mind David, that would be nice.” Mum smiled and sipped her wine.
It was quiet for a very short while, Mum looked at me and smiled. “David. If this was a real date, what would you be planning to do?”
“Ah come on Mum. That’s not fair, you can’t ask me that.”
“I can, I just did.” Mum giggled. “So come on then, tell me. If this was a real date what would you be thinking of doing?”
I sighed knowing Mum wasn’t going to let it rest. “If it was a real date I would probably be thinking of asking you to stay the night. Naturally if it was a real date I would have gone back to my place. As you are my mother, I have brought you home.”
“Right answer. Well sort of. As we are not at your place I had better ask you. Will you stay the night David?” Mum stood by the side of the chair and looked at me. “Please David, I have been so lonely since your Dad passed away. I know it’s wrong but i won’t share a bed with just anyone to feel wanted.
“Do you mean in the way I think you mean, Mum?” I had to ask, just to clarify matters.
“Yes I do. I am so worked up after dancing with you earlier. Please say yes David, don’t allow an old lady to make a fool of herself. “
“You’re not an old lady Mum. Yes, I’ll stay the night.” Mum leaned across and kissed me. Mum offered me her hand as she led me upstairs, several times she turned and smiled at me. In the bedroom Mum wasted no time in getting undressed, she watched me as I slipped off my boxer shorts. Mum smiled as I slid into bed alongside her. Sighing contentedly, Mum cuddled up to me.
“Are you tired David?”
“Not really Mum.”
“Good. Then remember we have all night. There is no need to rush.”
We didn’t rush things. That night I learned things about my mother, things I shouldn’t have known. We made love, and we fucked like wild animals. Mum was like a wildcat in bed, the only thing we didnt do was anal sex. I don’t know how many times Mum orgasmed, I know after the fourth load I was spent for the night. Mum fell asleep cuddled into me.
Three weeks after that first night I moved into Mum’s house, and her bed. None of her neighbours knew who I really was, it was easy to explain me away as her younger lover. Some of the female neighbours were jealous, some weren’t bothered. From the day I moved in I referred to Mum as Jane.
This all happened five years ago. Jane and I are still together as a couple. Jane’s colleagues tease us about me making an honest woman of her by getting married, we just say we are happy as we are. Jane did ask me once if I regretted anything about our relationship? “No, not a thing.” Was my reply.