I turned eighteen two months ago and since then I noticed that mom has been acting just a little bit different towards me. She is freer with her hugs and kisses throughout each day. Usually she would kiss me on the cheek when I first get up of a morning for breakfast and a hug before I left the house for school or leave out with my friends. Now it is at any time she will just come up to me and kiss me or hug me and sometimes both.
I also noticed she has changed the way she dresses. She used to dress in knee length skirts and dresses. The shorts, when she would wear any, went to mid-thigh. Now the only time she wears a skirt or a dress that stops at her knees, is her uniform that is dress code at the restaurant where she works. When she is home and just lounging around, she wears skirts and dresses that are mid-thigh length and the shorts are short shorts. The shorts are so short that her butt cheeks peek out of the leg holes. She wears the short shorts around the house only, unless she needs to make a fast trip to the store and back.
I’ve been working part time at the same restaurant mom works but now that school is out and I’ve graduated, I’ve been looking for full time work outdoors, where I would rather be working. Dad wants me to go to college and work where he does, but I have no desire to work in an office of any kind. Besides if working in an office requires one to work ten and twelve hours a day, I want no part of it. I think life has more to offer than just working from sunup to sunset. I can see mom feels like dad doesn’t love her like when they first married. It has been years since I last heard him say, ‘I love you’ to her. He makes promises and doesn’t keep them anymore like he used to.
Mom and I have always been close really, but as dad got to working more and more and going on business trips weeks at a time, mom and I have gotten a lot closer, as close as a mother and son can get, without crossing that invisible line. At times I wonder if mom is willing to cross that invisible line with me, the way she has changed her way of dress around me and the way she has taking to hugging and kissing me.
On days when mom and I would be off in the evenings, she would sit on the couch with her back in the corner where the back and armrest meet, her legs stretched out on the couch in my lap and her in one of her lounging house dresses, I would massage her feet for her.
In the last couple of months since I turned eighteen, her dresses and skirts being shorter, and she is lounging on the couch as I massage her feet, they seem to ride up some and she has more leg showing than she used to have, that has made it hard for me to massage her feet without getting a hard-on.
I know I’m not supposed to be looking at mom like that but hey, I’m just a red blooded southern American boy that is horny all the time, at least it seems like it. I have a girlfriend but she doesn’t like to put out much, even though we do use rubbers and she is on the pill. She says she don’t want to get pregnant yet, which is fine with me but hey, at least we can practice can’t we?
I landed a new job this last Monday, working for a roofing company putting a roof on the new factory being built in town. Friday evening when I got home from work, mom told me my girlfriend, Alice called today and wanted me to call her as soon as I got home, so I called to be told she would be out with her mom and dad for the weekend and she was sorry, she had to call our date off for tonight.
I hung up the phone, “Crap if that don’t suck!”
“Sounds like you’re in the same boat as I’m in this evening.”
I looked over at mom and asked, “Dad called and said he had to work late and couldn’t keep you guys date tonight, am I right?”
“You hit the nail on the head. He called as soon as he got to work to tell me he’s going out of town tonight on a business trip.”
“Didn’t you take the day off to go on this date with him?” I asked, remembering what mom told me this morning.
“Yes I did and I was not able to change to an early shift, after asking to have the time off to get ready for this evening.” I knew mom didn’t need to work because dad had a good paying job. Mom just worked to have something to do more than anything, and she just saved her income in case something happened that we would be hit with hard times.
“Yes I know that for sure. We can talk about this once I am done with my shower if you want.”
“Okay. I guess I better figure something out for our supper tonight.”
“Okay.” I rushed up to my bedroom and laid out some clothes to wear after my shower then walked down the hall to the bathroom, removed my work clothes and jumped into the shower. Back in my bedroom I put on a button up shirt that I had cut the sleeves off of, due to having holes in the elbows of the sleeves. I usually left the top two or three buttons undone, going with just the two buttons undone this time. When I finished dressing I went back to the living room to see mom sitting on the couch in her usual position, “Have you figured something out for supper yet?”
“No I haven’t. Sorry…”
“Slip your shoes on and let’s go out to eat.”
“Mm, I do like a man that knows what he wants.” swinging her legs around to put her shoes on.
“I like a woman that knows how to look good for the man she is waiting for and you do fit the bill really well.”
“Why thank you very much. I’m glad that I look good to at least one man around here. It’s just too bad I don’t look so good to the one I married, like he used to say I did.” mom finished slipping her shoes on.
“Dad has just let money go to his head and forgot to keep his eyes on the good things he has at home and care for what he created. You look so beautiful and sexy and he’s gone blind in his old age.”
“Why thank you son for thinking I’m still beautiful and sexy.” I locked the front door, held my arm out toward mom and she took it. I escorted mom down the porch steps and we walked out to my pickup. “We could take my car to save your gas son.”
As we stepped around to the passenger side, “I need to stop for gas, and I’ll do that on the way back home.”
The dress mom was wearing to lounge around in this evening, has just a little bit of flare from the waist down and she managed to get into my pickup without flashing me a quick view up her dress because of it.
As I pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant and looked for a place to park, “That looks just like your dad’s car sitting there.”
Looking at the car mom pointed out, “It is dad’s car. Do you want to go on in or go somewhere else to eat?”
“We are here now, let’s just go on in and just see what he may be up to. Remember he is supposed to be out of town on a business trip?”
“Oh yea, that’s right.” I found a place to park four spots past his car on the same side of the row dad is parked in. I helped mom get out of the pickup and escorted her to the front door. We spotted dad and a young woman sitting next to each other in a corner booth like lovers, as soon as mom and I stepped in through the door. Dad is so wrapped up with the young woman that he didn’t even see us. I step over to the hostess stand, “A table for two please.”
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