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[Fauxnication]

The clock on the center display read 5:26 as Brandon Phelps pulled into his parents' driveway, just a few minutes before the time he agreed to pick his mother up for their 6:00 dinner reservation at Stonehouse Grille, one of the nicer restaurants in the area and a frequent dining spot for his parents when they went on their date nights.

Being Valentine's Day, this was the biggest date night of the year, but Brandon's father wasn't home, having been called out to his company's headquarters to help handle some pressing issues at work. Even in this new telecommuting era, there were still some things that needed to be hashed out in person, much to Brandon's parents' chagrin.

Brandon got out of his car and stepped out into the cool early evening air. He was dressed neatly in a sharp black suit with a white open-collar button-down shirt underneath. After shutting his door, he walked to the front door, his nice black dress shoes clacking along the concrete driveway and walkway. As he reached the front door, he tried to open it to let himself in.

The door was locked.

"Shit," he muttered. He rang the doorbell and took a step back, waiting for his mother to greet him at the door.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

It wasn't going to be the evening that Alice had hoped for. She'd been looking forward to spending Valentine's night with her husband, Max at the Stonehouse, but that wasn't to be. Max had been ever so apologetic when he'd phoned to tell her he needed to fly out to New York that afternoon, but she knew it wasn't his fault. His job had paid for their comfortable lifestyle for many years now but with great reward comes great responsibility.

It had been sweet of her son, Brandon to offer to escort her to the restaurant instead and once he'd offered she could hardly refuse really. She'd thought he might have had his own date arranged, but it appeared not. So she hadn't cancelled the reservation and agreed to be escorted to the restaurant by her son instead. She was probably going to end up paying but it would be nice to spend the evening with Brandon. He had his own life now and they didn't get so much quality time with each other these days.

She'd bought a rather fetching body-con dress for the evening and had been in two minds as to whether to wear it or not, now that her husband wouldn't be there. It had been meant as a surprise for Max but when she'd held it up in front of the mirror she thought to herself, "Why not?" OK, she was Brandon's mother but that didn't mean she had to dress like a spinster.

After she'd showered, done her hair and applied her make-up she put on some nice underwear then slipped into the dress. It's stretchy material clung to her figure, accentuating her curves. When she studied herself in the mirror she couldn't help being impressed.

"Still got it," she thought to herself. All that time at the gym hadn't been wasted.

When the doorbell rang she checked herself one final time in the mirror, grabbed her coat then walked downstairs to answer the door.

 

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Brandon heard the click-clacking of heels getting louder, and he assumed his mom was coming to answer the door. Once she did, Brandon's eyes widened a bit.

His mom looked stunning in her body-con dress, which was shorter than he expected it to be. In fact, he couldn't remember the last time he saw Alice showing off this much skin--perhaps it was their last real vacation as a family the summer after Brandon graduated from high school. Alice had a couple bikinis that caught the eye of many a guy at their beachside condo, Brandon included.

"Hi there," Brandon smiled. "You look...amazing," he added, allowing his eyes to do a quick look over her body before meeting her pretty face one more. "Ready to go?"

He offered his arm for her to take so he could escort her to his car.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Brandon had certainly made an effort and he looked smart in his sharp suit Alice thought to herself.

"Thank you, darling," she told him, giving her son a quick peck on the cheek. "You look very smart yourself. Now, just so there aren't any arguments later, I'm telling you now that I'll be paying for the meal. Or rather your father will be, that is," she laughed.

Taking Brandon's arm she allowed him to walk her to his car then eased herself into the passenger side without letting her dress ride up too much.

When Brandon had pulled away she began to quiz her son.

So how come there isn't a young lady who you'd rather be spending valentine's night with?" she asked.

 

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Brandon laughed along with Alice at her insistence on paying for their meal, but he had different ideas. He also had a small gift tucked inside his pants pocket to give her, but that would wait for dinner.

As they settled into the car and Brandon began to drive to Stonehouse, Alice questioned him about why he wasn't out with someone closer to his age.

"Just isn't," Brandon simply shrugged. "There's this one girl I work with who I kinda have a thing for, but I don't wanna be dipping my pen in company ink," he laughed. "Then there's one of Josh's girlfriend's friends...she's cool and all, but I've never brought up taking her out.

"Honestly, if you hadn't told me about Dad having to travel, I'd probably just be at home watching TV or gaming," he admitted.

Brandon smiled over at Alice as they were stopped at a red light. "But I'm glad you accepted my date." As he looked at her, he couldn't help but glance down at her dress, which had ridden up just a bit.

Why am I looking at my own mother like, well, someone other than my mother?

The question he asked himself was a fair one, and one he didn't have an answer to at the moment. In any case, the slightest inkling of interest in his mother started to slip inside his head.

"So are you like Dad and get the same thing every time you come here, or do you like to try new things?" Brandon asked, trying to get the impure thoughts out of his head.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Alice listened to Brandon explain why he didn’t have a date for the evening. She wished he’d found himself a steady girlfriend, perhaps someone he could settle down with and it saddened her that he’d have been at home watching television if they hadn’t come out

But anyway, she was glad of the company that evening. It was nice to have such a handsome young man on her arm . Even if he was her son.

“Oh no,” she said in response to her son’s question. “I’m the adventurous one. Your father always has the steak but I’m game for trying something different. The only thing I won’t touch is shellfish. I had this terrible experience when your father and I were in seattle a couple of years back and since then I can’t look an oyster in the face,” she laughed. “People say they’re meant to be aphrodisiacs but believe me, these were anything but. “

 

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Brandon laughed. "Well, we can cross that off the list then!"

Small talk continued on their way to Stonehouse. As they arrived to the restaurant, the parking lot was nearly full.

"Looks like the whole town is here," Brandon chuckled as he slowly weaved up and down the lanes in search of a parking spot. Upon finding one, he pulled in. Quickly tapping his pockets to make sure he had his wallet and gift, he shut the car off and got out.

It was slightly colder outside than it was a bit ago as Brandon walked around the car to open the passenger door for Alice. He took her hand and helped her out of the car, then gave her his arm again to escort her across the parking lot and into the restaurant.

They stepped inside arm-in-arm and were greeted by a hostess who was probably a couple years younger than Brandon.

"Hi there," Brandon smiled. "We have a reservation for Phelps."

The hostess scanned the reservation listing and nodded. "Perfect! Right this way, please."

Brandon allowed Alice to take a step in front of him, then placed his hand on her lower back as the hostess guided them to their seats.

Upon reaching the table, Brandon pulled out Alice's chair for her, waiting for her to sit before slipping off his suit jacket, draping it over the chair and taking a seat across from her.

"It's crazy in here tonight, isn't it?" Brandon asked with a laugh.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

The restaurant was full to capacity. There wasn’t a spare table anywhere. Alice studied the clientele as they walked to their table. It was a bit younger than on the average night, but that was to be expected. Valentine’s Day was primarily for young love.

The hostess asked if she could get them a drink. She was a pretty little thing in a white top and a tight black skirt over which she wore a short apron. Alice thought about what to have and decided on a cosmopolitan.

She watched as the waitress walked away after taking their order. Her tight ass and slender figure made Alice feel her age for a moment.

“She’s perky.” Alice said to Brandon cheekily. Then she followed it up with. “I wonder if she’s single. You should ask for her number.”

 

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Brandon rolled his eyes and smiled. "There's only one woman I'm focused on tonight, and she's sitting across from me," he replied.

The waitress returned with their drinks--a Cosmopolitan for Alice, and a Jack and Coke for Brandon. When she asked for their food orders, Brandon let Alice order first before ordering the salmon for himself.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

It was a cheesy comment but Alice appreciated the sentiment.

“You know I’m expecting you to provide me with grandkids one day,” she told him. “Although not just yet. I’m not ready to be a grandma, just yet.”

When the waitress returned with their drinks and asked for their food order Alice remembered how she’d told Brandon she was the adventurous type. The menu had a romantic edge to it however, with names like Cupid and Romeo worked into the descriptions of the courses. Alice made her choice. Giving the seafood a wide berth.

"I did get you a little something for tonight-“ Brandon told her.

“Oh Brandon you shouldn’t have,” she said, hoping that he hadn’t gone overboard on a gift. “you know you didn’t have to do that.”

 

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"I'm not ready to be a dad either, so I don't think you have to worry about that for some time," Brandon smiled. "I gotta find the right woman first, so who knows when that'll be."

He took a sip of his Jack and Coke while looking over the room, seeing so many happy couples enjoying their time together.

"I'm sorry I didn't get you a gift or anything like that tonight," he said as he set his gaze back on Alice. "I feel bad you have to wait a week."

 

[Biker_Faerie]

“Don’t be silly,” Alice told Brandon. “I’m not expecting you to buy me a gift. I mean it’s not as if we’re actually on a valentine’s date. Is it? It’s just nice to be out with my son.”

Alice looked at the couples on the surrounding tables. They were all quite young. Tonight there were no business diners or families out celebrating. It was all about Valentines night.

“I wonder if anyone thinks we’re actually on a date,” she mused. “Maybe they think you’re my toyboy.”

The thought made Alice chuckle. She’d been married for so long, and happily too, that the idea of her having a toyboy was hard to picture.

 

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"No, I guess you're right. I just wanted to be thoughtful."

Brandon watched Alice's eyes as they looked around at the other diners. They were really the only couple nearby that represented such a large age gap, which made Alice's comment all the more funny.

"Oh, I'm sure we're getting plenty of odd looks. I wouldn't mind being your boytoy, though," he smirked above his glass, locking eyes with hers before taking another sip. "You could probably teach me a thing or two."

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Alice thought back to when she’d been dating. She’d had other boyfriends but Max was the only person she’d been serious about.

“I doubt I could teach you much,” she said. “We didn’t have the internet when your father and I were dating. Now, if you don’t know something, you can just look it up.”

“You know I envy your generation it’s freedom. Society has changed since I was your age. But then I guess my parents would have said the same to me.”

“If I’m honest I wish I had dated more before I met your father. That and seen a bit more of the world. But you don’t get to decide when Cupid fires his arrow. Anyway I’ve got no complaints,” she laughed.

 

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"Yeah, but the Internet can be weird sometimes, so maybe it's a good thing you didn't have it. Who knows how things would've turned out?" Brandon laughed.

He nodded along as she spoke about her wishes to have dated more before meeting Brandon's dad.

"I get it. I'm sure you wanted to experience different things, but love just happens," he shrugged. "I don't think Cupid's firing his arrow for quite some time. My generation is getting married later and later in life. Some aren't getting married at all."

The food came a short time later, and Brandon started to eat his salmon.

"This is delicious," he commented. "How's yours?"

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Alice had ordered veal in a red wine jus. Served with croquettes and a selection of vegetables. The plate looked very appetising and she tucked into it, not realising how hungry she'd been.

"It's delicious," she told him. "But i think we need some wine to go with it. Or at least I do."

She called the waitress over asked for a bottle of merlot, which the smiling girl with the pert ass went away to fetch.

"Don't you miss having a woman around though?" she asked. "Someone to cuddle up to on the sofa and well, you know, be intimate with?"

 

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"It's nice to have a woman around, for sure. And believe me, I'd love to get intimate, especially on a night like tonight. But I also don't want to rush things and fall for the wrong woman, y'know?"

The bottle of merlot arrived a moment later, and the waitress poured two glasses. He raised his glass. "Cheers. Happy Valentine's Day."

Brandon took a couple sips of his wine and looked across the table at his mom. Her asking him about being intimate with someone started to bring his mind back to the impure state it was in on the drive over.

"Are you gonna miss having Dad around tonight?"

 

[Biker_Faerie]

"I do miss your father when he's not around. Even after all this time," she admitted. "But you get used to it. He's always travelled for work and I've learned to accept that. Besides, it's not as though he's in the Army, he's only away for one night this time. Anyway, i think he probably looks forward to these trips. He'll be out having a beer with his work buddies."

If she was honest Alice was probably putting a brave face on it. She'd been looking forward to Valentine's night with Max. It was something they'd always celebrated since before they were married and they'd always finished the evening off with sex. Of course, these days, it wasn't as frenzied or passionate as it had been when they were young but that didn't mean to say that they didn't enjoy their ritual.

 

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Brandon chuckled at the thought of his dad out drinking with his co-workers. Max worked with some very interesting characters...and that was when they were sober.

"Well, I guess it's a good thing you have a 'toyboy' for the evening then," Brandon teased with a smirk and a wink.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

“it is,” Alice agreed. “You know Peter Smith’s mom? She left her husband for a younger man last year.”

Peter smith had been in the year below Brandon at school and his mom had always been a bit of a flirt.

“Apparently the two of them are living in some downtown apartment while she waits for the divorce settlement to come through. It all makes sense now. She’d dropped two dress sizes in the last year and started spending far too much time on her appearance. Her poor husband though. But that’s life I guess.”

 

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Brandon's eyebrows raised. "I had no idea." He knew Peter somewhat well, so he felt bad for him and his dad. He did feel a bit of jealousy toward the unknown younger man--Mrs. Smith was quite attractive. As he said that, Brandon's foot grazed against Alice's underneath the table. "Poor guys..."

 

[Biker_Faerie]

"Anyway," Alice joked. "Your father's stuck with me. There's no easy way out for him, even if he wished there was. i don't know though. Having an affair at her, or rather, my age sounds like a lot of effort and very risky. I wonder if she thinks its worth it. And, if it's worth it now, will it be worth it in twenty years time when she's really old and wrinkly. Will her toyboy want her then I wonder?"

 

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"Her toyboy will be 20 years older too, so who knows how attractive he'll be. If he gets a beer belly, maybe she'll move on to the next young guy that comes along," Brandon laughed.

As the wine glasses got empty, Brandon filled each of them up, enjoying the conversation and company. The check arrived soon after, and Brandon took it before Alice could.

"I know you said you were paying, but you also raised me to do the gentlemanly thing and pay for dates, so that wins out," he smiled.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

"That's very good of you, darling," Alice replied. "A perfect gentleman as always."

By the end of the meal the cosmopolitan and half a bottle of wine had definitely gone to her head. She wasn't anything like drunk, just comfortably mellow.

"Now if you'll excuse me. I need to use the restroom," she told Brandon.

Her dress had ridden up during the meal and and when she stood up she had to tug it down over her bottom. It felt very short now.

She found a cubicle restroom and, lifting the dress up around her waist, pulled her panties down and squatted for a pee. Outside two girls were repairing their make-up. They must have been oblivious to her presence because they were discussing whether they were going to fuck their dates that evening (it was bad news for one, good news for the other it seemed).

When Alice emerged from the cubicle they went quiet and left soon after. Alice washed her hands and touched up her lipstick then went back to the table with a smile on her face

 

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Brandon nodded as Alice excused herself to use the restroom. As she stood up and tugged her dress down, Brandon couldn't help but to check her out. He held that gaze as she walked away, fixating on her ass as it swayed back and forth.

While she was away, all kinds of thoughts were racing through his head. Was he really going to try and seduce his own mother and engage in the risky behavior that she had seemed to be completely against? The alcohol was certainly having its effect on him, lowering his inhibitions.

She returned a short time later with a smile on her face. Brandon returned the grin.

"What are you smiling about? Something happen in the bathroom?"