Hi this was supposed to be my Halloween submission but I got distracted.
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Ethan felt Vanessa's hand slowly move from his shoulder down to his waist, pulling him into a relaxed hug as the trunk opened. They watched, emotionless, as the older man dumped a couple of duffel bags. Mark looked back at the two and said, "I will see you."
Ethan tried not to smile at his dad's leaving words. He was so sure that his father would have been gone before he and his mom had woken up. He guessed that his dad wanted to make a public display, the three of them on the driveway, in front of the neighbors.
As his father drove away, Ethan felt his mom hugging him tighter. She looked so concerned for him. It would have been a heartwarming moment, but Ethan had his mind somewhere else. He hoped that his sweatpants wouldn't give away his hard-on. With Vanessa's tits pressing against his arm, it dawned to Ethan that he might have needed his father. Not for any paternal support, but to be a buffer to his sexy ass mother.
He glanced at Vanessa; she was watching her soon to be ex-husband disappear. She was dressed in painted-on yoga pants and a tight blue tee, her long black hair tied back in a ponytail, and she wore makeup. Ethan guessed his mom had dressed up for his father, showing him that she will be fine without him.
"Come on," Vanessa said as the black BMW turned a corner down the block.
She led Ethan back into the house. As he followed, his eyes inevitably drifted to his mom's perk ass. Watching those cheeks move, he realized how different his life is going to be now.
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"Are you going to be okay?" Vanessa yelled from outside her son's bedroom.
Months later and Ethan's life did change but not the way he thought it would. Finding out that your husband of twenty years has been lying about his late-night meetings, hiding money and sending out feelers to every reputable divorce attorney in the state. It doesn't make you dress sexy for your son.
At first, Vanessa stayed quiet and focused all her attention on Ethan. But when she received the divorce papers, she broke down, alternating from crying non-stop to cursing Mark's name. Vanessa retreated into herself, spending her nights wearing sweatpants and having white wine evenings alone.
Ethan was taken back by how any resemblance of confidence had disappeared from his mom. He did what he could, telling her that she's still hot, and any man would cut off a limb to get with her, but in more appropriate words. He didn't care that she wasn't becoming that fantasy mom he had read about in those incest stories online. Ethan just wanted her to be normal and happy.
Thankfully in the last couple of weeks, Vanessa slowly recovered. She was exercising, wearing clothes that fit, and spending her free time out of the house' instead of watching Friends repeats on Netflix with a bottle of Riesling. She even started dating.
"Yeah, Mom!" Ethan answered as he powered down his PS4.
Leaving his room, he could hear Vanessa in the master bedroom rushing around, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. She had a date with some lawyer called Elliot. It was their third one and Ethan wondered if his mother would bring him home tonight. He had to assume that she must be desperate for sex by now.
He knew he was. Ethan opened the fridge and pulled out a leftover pizza. Vanessa told him that she would likely be out for the whole night, which got him thinking. He also pulled out a chilled six-pack of Heineken. Vanessa was okay with Ethan drinking moderately and only beer, telling him that he was mature enough.
"Ethan, remember to pace yourself." She said.
"Yeah. I will, Mom," Ethan replied, closing the door and was about to ask when she was leaving, but got distracted.
"How do I look?" Vanessa asked with a big grin.
Objectively, Vanessa looked gorgeous. She stood around 5" 3 with a firm, curvy body and big round ass. She wore a black strapless dress, which tightly stuck to her frame. The lack of a neckline revealed Vanessa's phenomenal chest. Her big, round breasts looked even larger as they pressed against the dress material. She had tanned her naturally ivory skin into a tawny tone. Her dark hair had been stylishly curled, letting it rest down to her breasts. Her brown eyes widened, surrounded by smoky eyeshadow.
"You look good, Mom," Ethan smiled, checking his phone for a message and then cracked open a beer, walking away.
Vanessa immediately frowned. Where was the drooling, the inability to speak and the rock-hard erection? She had always known how her son looked at her, filled with oedipal lust. Ethan had once walked in on her while she was trying out lingerie. He looked like he had cummed his pants. How I wish I could have that, Vanessa thought.
"Okay," Vanessa said, annoyed. "So, any plans? Are you going to be by yourself tonight? Or Reggie and Carl going to take advantage of the empty house and my drinks cabinet?"
"Huh?" Ethan replied, focusing more on his phone than on her. "Yeah, I'm going to be alone."
"Okay, just," Vanessa was then interrupted by the doorbell. She glanced at the clock, seeing that it was just past 9, so she assumed it was Elliot at the door. "That's him." She grabbed her clutch and turned back to face her son. "Whatever you plan to do tonight, don't make a mess." She leaned forward and wanted to kiss him on the cheek but ended up kissing her son on the lips.
"Don't worry, Mom," He said, again sounding very casual.
Now Vanessa was getting concerned. Had he stopped finding her sexy, she asked herself. Walking to the door, Vanessa tried another move and 'accidentally' dropped her shawl. Hoping that her son's eyes were following her every movement, Vanessa bent down to pick up the piece of fabric, thrusting her firm ass up in the air.
"Bye." Vanessa said, straightening back up. She looked over her shoulder and saw that Ethan was on his phone, missing her little display. Frustrated, she opened the door and saw a smartly dressed lawyer waiting for her.
