Ever had a live changing moment? I had one a few months ago when my mom told me I should stop seeing my girlfriend, Susan. Now my mom by any stretch of the imagination could not be labelled as laid back. She always has her eye on the ball to the extent that she never seems to be able to sit back and relax, always on the go. She's never made any secret of the fact that she has high hopes for me, here she is a little vague, as long as I end up with a profession, she's not too fussed between me being a doctor a lawyer or at a push something in politics.
Susan on the other hand has a family possibly too laid back, true both her parents work but neither were what anyone would call professional; they're both employed by the towns canning factory. Susan attended the same college as me but was doing courses revolving around fashion and beauty care. She was up for anything in the sack and her parents were ok for us to hang out at their house, her mom liked me and I guess they hoped that Susan and I would eventually get hitched.
It's when my mom got wind of this fact that she told me I should stop seeing Susan. Needless to say I thought she was joking at first, but it soon became apparent she was deadly serious. She told me I should find a girl with ambition preferably with professional parents.
I was adamant that I was going to carry on seeing Susan, but once my mom sets her mind to an idea there is just no living with her until she gets her way. But in this instance I was determined to win.
A week or so later she mentioned it a second time. 'What do you see in her' she asked me.
'Apart from the fact that she is drop dead gorgeous and that I enjoy her company?'
'But can't you see, she and her family probably see you as a meal ticket for her and most likely them too?'
'What on earth are you talking about?' I asked incredulously.
'I've seen the same thing countless times. She'll get pregnant and you'll drop out of college to find a job or if she's clever she'll wait until you're about to graduate before getting pregnant and once you're married her folks will be struck down with one thing or another and be unable to work... People like that are parasites.'
I just looked at her open mouthed, unable to formulate a coherent response I just walked out. The trouble was, moms words were like a virus which almost instantly began to grown in my head. Over the next week or so I began to look at Susan and her parents with new eyes. In all honesty I couldn't be sure mom was as far off the mark as I'd originally thought.
At about that time mom raised the subject a third time.
'Paul.' She said as we sat alone in the kitchen one evening. 'Have you thought about what I said about Susan and her family?'
I told her that I had and that she was way out of line and completely wrong. To this day I've no idea why I said that, a sense of perversion maybe! Expecting her to go off on a rant again I began to get up from the table.
'Paul, before you shoot off, there's something I'd like to put to you.'
'I'm listening, but if you're going to go one like last time I'll leave.'
'I promise I wont. I know a young man your age has needs that a girl like Susan is happy to accommodate. But you've got to see that in a few years time when you've been to university, you'll be a completely different person with as much in common with her and her family as you have with a family from china.'
'I'm sure you're right mother, but who's to say Susan won't change too.'
'I'm sorry to say this but she won't and before you take that as me bad mouthing her, I don't mean it like that. People only change through education and ambition. Now please think hard about what I've said.'
'Okay mom, you find me a girl you deem suitable and I'll happily check her out but she's got to be good looking, good company and have a sex drive to match mine!'
My mother paled somewhat at my requests but to her credit didn't runaway screaming, in fact she surprised me a little by asking if I had any peculiar tastes where sex was concerned!
Now my mom as well as being ambitious could be described as a bit of a prude. As far as I knew she and dad had stopped sleeping together years ago. I can't remember ever seeing her anything less than fully dressed, not even in a swimming costume. So I took great pleasure in being a little more explicit that I could have been when I replied.
'I like girls with a submissive streak who are very broad minded. I like playing with ropes and stuff so she'll need to be ok about that. I'll expect her to dress how I like so she needs to be a bit of an exhibitionist and I like to give and receive oral.'
Mom had paled significantly as I'd been speaking but to her credit didn't create like I thought she might, she even made notes in pad she keeps in her purse.
Man it was weird hearing her read it back to me! She asked if there was anything else so for good measure I told her I liked anal too! When she asked if that was giving or receiving we both shared a very rare moment of merriment together!
'Leave it with me.' Mom said when we'd stopped laughing.
Dad came in about then and I noticed she quickly slipped her notepad back into her purse.
The next few weeks slipped along like they do. I saw Susan two or three times, but already I could feel the void between us. Maybe it was for the best if we parted, but I wasn't going to until I had to, if only to avoid my mother thinking she had instigated the separation.
Over dinner one evening, mom casually told me she'd found a girl for me, she even had a photo and I have to say I was fairly impressed by it. Her name was Anna. She was studying to be a doctor and both her parents were also doctors of medicine. When I asked about my sexual requirements mom went a bright shade of red as she said that she had spoken to Anna's mother and she believed the mother had spoken to Anna.
It all looked promising but I was careful not to seem too keen. But eventually mom 'persuaded' me to meet Anna the following evening.
And so as I pulled up outside Anna's I was more than a little intrigued as to what the evening might have in stall. Anna I've got to say looked stunning in a short light dress. Her parents had made themselves scarce so she invited me in for a coffee.
At first our conversation was a little awkward but we soon relaxed and found mutual interests to talk about. After an hour or so I casually asked her if her mother had said anything to her about me.
'You mean your sexual tastes?'
Wow I thought! 'Yes.'
'She said you like submissive women who have an exhibitionist streak and like to give and receive oral. You also like light bondage and anal.'
'That more or less covers it.' Adopting an almost interview like attitude I asked her if she had any comments or 'needs' of her own.
'I've had a few boyfriends but they were only boys. I'm looking for a man who can take control, make me do what he wants me to do. I've never tried bondage, anal or had anyone go down on me. But I intuitively know I'll enjoy them.'
Wow again, I thought to myself. Time for a little fun.
'Anna, stand up and take off your dress for me.'
Would you believe it, she did just that. A few moments later she was standing before me wearing just a skimpy pair of panties and matching bra. Not bad I thought to myself, slim but tits which looked to be about a C cup, nice hips and a tummy with just a hint of a bulge.
'Now your underwear.'
Seconds later she was naked before my hungry eyes. Her pubes were neatly trimmed and she had nicely defined nipples, close to perfection.
