Making Mother's Day (closed for onehotwife4u)

[Fauxnication]

This isn't going to be an ordinary Mother's Day.

We heard the argument upstairs earlier in the morning -- against your wishes, Dad took a call from his boss, who wanted him to meet up with a couple other guys in the company to woo a prospective client. This meant that the early Mother's Day dinner we set up at that restaurant you like was going to be for three instead of four.

While you're getting ready for dinner, Jake and I are sitting downstairs in the living room watching TV. Jake, who came in from college to spend the weekend with you, is dressed in a nice white polo shirt and a pair of jeans. His short dark brown hair is done nicely and he trimmed his facial hair.

I'm wearing a nicer gray T-shirt that clings to my arms and a pair of khaki shorts.

"Josh, call up there and see if she's ready. I hope she's not moping around too much," Jake says to me.

I stand up and walk out toward the stairway, yelling up to your room.

"Mom! Are you ready? It's almost time to go!"

 

[onehotwife4u]

Angrily, I press the “End” button on my phone and toss it on the bed. “What a jerk!” I grumble. “Of all days to have to kiss his boss’ ass!” I stare down at the wedding ring on my left hand for a moment before turning back to the mirror in the corner of our bedroom. I do like the image that appears in the full-length mirror. I am dressed in a conservative summer dress and white leather heels. The pastel print dress just brushes the top of my knees. In addition to my wedding ring and watch, I am wearing a small pearl necklace around my neck.

My name is Julie. I am 44 years old, married with two children. Josh, the youngest, is 18 and his older brother is Jake. I have blonde hair, green eyes and a well-kept figure. I am 5'8" tall, weigh about 135 pounds.

Trying not to let my husband’s insensitivity ruin our Mother’s Day celebration, I grab my little handbag and go downstairs to join my sons. "Well, it looks like your dad won't be able to make it. I was hoping he could still go with us, but he just called and will be at the office until late."

 

[Fauxnication]

We see you walk into the living room and deliver the news that Dad wouldn't be joining us.

"Yeah, we kinda figured that," Jake says, standing up. "It'll be alright, though...we'll still have a good time," he adds with a reassuring smile. Being the older son, he usually takes it upon himself to be the peacemaker in the house when things go sour.

I get up and grab the keys to your SUV. "I'll drive," I offer, taking the cue from Jake to be as accommodating as possible, especially now. "Ready to go?"

Jake nods and leads the way out to the garage, climbing in the backseat, allowing you and me to sit up front. I get into the driver's seat and wait for you to join us.

 

[onehotwife4u]

“Thank you, Honey,” I say with a smile as I slide into the front seat of the big Chevy Tahoe sport utility vehicle. Josh climbs in the driver’s seat and starts the engine as Jake closes the passenger door. The hem of my dress has ridden up a bit and is now about halfway up my thigh, exposing a decent amount of my firm, tan skin. Josh has turned the air conditioning up high, and the cold air blasting into the passenger compartment is having its effect, causing my nipples to stiffen and poke through my demi-cup bra and the thin cotton material of my dress.

With my purse resting in my lap, I push any thought of your father out of my head as Josh backs out of the driveway and heads towards the restaurant. As we drive along, I turn to look back at Jake, asking, “So, Jake….what’s the girlfriend situation? Met any cute sorority girls at school?”

 

[Fauxnication]

As I drive to the restaurant, I keep my eyes on the road ahead of us. But as we reach a stop light, I look over at you and notice how much your dress has ridden up, showing off quite a bit of your creamy thigh. And because I've turned the air up so high, I can easily see your nipples stiffening through your dress and bra.

"Too cold in here?" I ask, turning it down just a notch.

Jake looks up at you from the backseat and shakes his head. "No girlfriend...I've met a few cute girls in class and at parties that I kinda talk to, though."

 

[onehotwife4u]

"Well, that's a shame. You would be quite a catch for some lucky sorority girl," I say with a bright smile.

Turning to face Josh, I say, "No, the cold air feels good. Summer has come early, I think. It sure seems hotter than usual."

"Speaking of summer, do either of you have a job lined up? I don't think your dad will be too happy if you are lounging around the pool all summer."

 

[Fauxnication]

Jake and I both groan as you bring up taking jobs this summer. "Oh, c'mon, Mom," I whine. "It's my last summer before college...can't I take this one off? You don't want your baby boy to hang out with you at the pool? I can always work once school starts and next summer," I add, already kicking off my negotiation process.

Jake chimes in. "Eh, I've been looking...I may look into doing some shadowing somewhere, but I'm really not looking forward to it."

I pull into the parking lot of the restaurant, and it's difficult to find a parking spot since it's so crowded. "Good thing we made reservations," Jake says as he looks around at all the cars.

I finally find a spot in one of the corners of the lot and slide in. We get out of the car together and walk toward the restaurant.

 

[onehotwife4u]

As we walk to the entrance of the restaurant, I hook my arms through those of my boys so that Josh is on one side and Jake is on the other. "Well, even though your dad couldn't be with us, I'm still a very lucky woman to be escorted by two very handsome young men," I gush as we approach the restaurant's big double doors.

And I'm not exaggerating - - Jake, the 20 year old college student. Short dark brown hair, green eyes, facial stubble. 5'11, slim - - and Josh, my graduating senior, 18 years old. Medium-length dark brown hair, blue eyes, clean-shaven. 5'9, with a toned upper body.

The maître d shows us to our table, a circular booth in the corner of the crowded restaurant. After studying the menus, we make small talk until the waiter comes to take our drink order.

I chide Josh about getting a summer job, recommending that, with a body like his, he should apply as a lifeguard. "I mean, with your Greek god like body, I would imagine you'd have a very fun summer working at a pool," I say with a knowing grin.

I order a bottle of wine and two glasses. Both boys look at me strangely when I say two glasses, so after the waiter departs, I smile and say, "Jake will be 21 in a few months, so no harm if he has a glass or two. But you both have to promise not to tell your dad. He'd be livid if he found out I let you drink."

 

[Fauxnication]

We proudly escort you into the restaurant, and the maitre'd showers you with happy Mother's Day wishes before leading us over to our booth in the corner. We settle in and check the menus, then order our drinks. I get a water, and I'm surprised -- and a bit jealous -- when you order wine for you and Jake.

"Won't say a word," I say.

I do smile as you compliment my body, the result of hours spent in the football locker room doing all kinds of weight training. I can't help but see a little devilishness in your smile, almost as if you like checking out your own son's body.

"Hm...I may have to consider that," I reply.

The wine comes, and I watch as your and Jake's glasses get filled. He raises his glass to yours. "Happy Mother's Day, Mom," he says, a smile on his face.

 

[onehotwife4u]

Sandwiched between my boys, all thoughts of my husband have left my mind. I lift my glass and clink the rim against Jake's glass, then against your water glass. "Thank you, my sons," I say before lifting the glass to my lips. I sip the cool liquid between my lips and feel it wash across my tongue before sliding down my throat. I feel the instant warmth in my tummy and take another drink, a little larger than the first.

Soon, the waiter brings our food and we are laughing and talking and eating. Before long, the bottle is nearly gone and we are ready for coffee and desert.

I can see that you (Josh) are a little jealous of your brother, so I lean back into the padded seat and say, "Josh, sweetie....I'd let you have a glass as well but I'd hate to cause you to ruin that beautiful body of yours."

 

[Fauxnication]

We enjoy each other's company over dinner, and while we're waiting for dessert, I sit back in the seat, clearly full from such a hearty meal. The wine seems to be hitting Jake a little bit as he helps you finish off the bottle.

I turn to you as you face me. When you tell me you don't want to be a part of ruining my "beautiful" body, I can't help but feel some kind of attraction to you -- are you hitting on me? In public and in front of my own brother?

"Yeah, you're right..." I say in agreement, then decide to push the envelope a little bit. "I can show off more of this body for you when we get home, sort of like an extra Mother's Day present," I suggest in a whisper, out of earshot of Jake.

 

[onehotwife4u]

When I hear your whispered suggestion, I pause in surprise and set my coffee cup on the table. I can feel the warmth radiate up my face as the blood flows and I'm sure I must be blushing. I quickly look over to Jake to see if he heard anything, but he is playing with his phone and seems to be oblivious.

I swing my knee towards your leg, softly pushing it while giving you "a look" that says you better be quiet.

Clearing my throat, I pretend I didn't hear you (but you know I did of course) and open my purse. Handing you my credit card, I ask if you'd be so kind as to ask for the bill.

While we wait for the receipt, many thoughts run through my head. Did my son just hit one me? I ask myself. A strange warmth begins to form in the pit of my stomach as I try to push that thought away.

Clearing my throat once again, I say, "Umhmm....I suppose it's time to go, though I wouldn't mind having a little more to drink."

Both you and Jake look at me, surprised, since I'm not really a big drinker.

 

[Fauxnication]

We get the receipt, but wait for the waiter to bring you another drink before we leave. Jake and I aren't used to seeing you in this kind of mood, but it's Mother's Day, so we weren't going to object.

"Are you alright to drive home, lightweight?" I ask Jake in a teasing fashion. "I may have to carry this one into the car," I laugh, nudging you playfully.

The waiter comes with a drink for you and more water for Jake and me. We sip our waters as we wait for you to finish off your drink.

 

[onehotwife4u]

I down my drink in three or four big swallows, nervous and confused about what you said to me. I empty the glass and begin to slide out of the booth, only to find I'm a little unsteady on my feet. Even though I can stand without help, I'm a bit wobbly. I feel strong arms around my waist as you and Jake help me to the car.

 

[Fauxnication]

We laugh a little as you unsteadily get to your feet after sliding out of the booth. "Had a little too much, huh?" Jake teases as we lead you out of the restaurant. I toss Jake the keys and he hops into the driver's seat, while I open the door to the backseat.

I help you up, placing a hand under your firm ass to support you while you enter the Tahoe. I wait for you to get settled in, then shut the door and climb in on the other side. Turning to you, I look you over. "You OK?" I ask before telling Jake to max out the air again so you can cool off.

 

[onehotwife4u]

"Yes fine, honey," I mumble as you climb beside me. My dress has hiked way up, allowing you to get a glimpse of my panties if you look at the right angle while helping buckle my seat belt.

You can see they appear to be white and lacy, a sheer triangle of material that covers my pussy. Maybe you can even see the faint shadow of the landing strip that adorns my pussy....or maybe not.

Jake fires up the engine and pulls out of the parking lot as I lean against you for the ride home.

 

[Fauxnication]

I put my arm around you as Jake drives us home. My fingers gently stroke your neck and shoulder in an effort to comfort you. Looking down at your legs, my temptation to seduce you once we get home grows exponentially, the words you spoke earlier replaying in my head.

With you partially out of commission, the drive home is relatively silent. We get home and I lightly lift your head off of my shoulder. "We're home...c'mon, let me help you into the house."

 

[onehotwife4u]

The drive home has allowed me to sober up a bit and I enjoy feeling your touch on my neck and shoulder. Once we pull into the driveway, you once again help me out of the car and to the front door, but I am much steadier on me feet than before.

I feel your hand on my bottom, the thin cotton material of my dress and my thong panties the only things separating your hand from my bare flesh. I briefly wonder if you are holding me there on purpose, but I pretend to not notice.

Once inside the house, Jake says he has to go upstairs to study for a final exam and disappears, leaving the two of us alone in the foyer. I look at you, feeling a bit awkward due to what occurred at the restaurant, but I smile and say, "I think I'll go outside and get some air on the patio."

 

[Fauxnication]

I look you over and nod. "That sounds like a good idea...you care if I join?" I ask, smiling over at you. I can't pass up the opportunity to get some alone time with you and deliver what I offered to you at the restaurant.

 

[onehotwife4u]

I smile and say, "Sure....I'd enjoy the company." Without waiting for you to respond, I turn and head for the door to the patio.

Once outside, I head towards the pool and hot tub and take a seat in a lounge chair. The night is clear, the stars brightly twinkling overhead. The only other light is from the pool's underwater lighting, which bathes the entire area in a pleasant glow. The air is still but cool, a very pleasant evening to be outside.

You follow and scoot a lounge chair closer to mine until it is right next to me.

 

[Fauxnication]

I pull up the chair and sit next to you, stretching myself out on the lounge chair while looking up at the night sky. "So did you enjoy your dinner?" I ask, turning over to look at you.

 

[onehotwife4u]

I look over at you and smile. "Yes, very much! The company was great!" I reach over and touch your arm, then softly rub it in an appropriate way a mother touches her son.

"You know, I didn't even miss your dad."

 

[Fauxnication]

I frown a little as you tell me you didn't miss Dad's company. Although I've taken much of an interest in you physically, it still hurts a little when you say that. Your fingertips feel nice against my arm, and I can feel the little hairs rising from your touch.

"You shouldn't say that," I reply softly.

 

[onehotwife4u]

"You're right," I sigh. "I guess it's not his fault he had to work. His job is what provides all this," I say as my arm sweeps in an arc. "But it still hurts that he let his boss bully him into working on Mother's Day of all days."

I look upwards and take a deep breath. "It's beautiful tonight....almost perfect. A little cool for a swim, but perfect otherwise."

 

[Fauxnication]

I nod in agreement with you. I understand your frustration with Dad's work, but it does provide for the life we live.

"It is very nice tonight," I say. "Hope you don't mind..."

With that, I reach for the bottom of my T-shirt and pull it over my head, revealing my chiseled abs and toned arms. I sit back in my seat and look over to you for your reaction.