Chapter 6 – Our big date
We hit the road early the next morning. I was anxious to get to Memphis for my date night with my son. Gary and I both realized, this would be a rare opportunity for us to act as lovers in public, not just a proper mother and son.
We arrived at the hotel a little before 4 p.m., checked into our room.
"OK, lover boy, what are your plans for tonight? Where do you want to take me? And what do you want me to wear for our date?"
"There is a steakhouse across the street. Let's go there. And I want you to wear that yellow sun dress, and nothing else."
"Nothing else? Not even panties? No bra? Baby, I will feel so exposed. Honey, you need to understand that my nipples poke out like pebbles when I am aroused, and I will be aroused all night. It will be very obvious in that dress. I should wear a bra. And I will be leaking all night and I really should wear panties."
"Mom, you said you would wear what I wanted."
"Are you sure? Are you sure you want to take me out dressed like that? We will get a lot of stares. There won't be any hiding the fact that I am naked under that flimsy little sun dress."
"I think it will be so sexy for people to see me with my hot, hot date. The guys will be so jealous."
My son wanted to expose me. After giving the matter some thought, I decided I would let him. I decided that tonight, I would do anything my son requested of me.
Gary started the bath water, and then walked over to me and undressed me. After getting me naked, he stripped to his boxers, but for some reason, he left them on.
I grabbed a hair tie, and I put my hair up into a ponytail, and Gary led me to the tub. He had an obvious hard-on already as he knelt beside the tub and soaped up the wash rag.
My son then proceeded to wash every part of me with a tan washcloth. Gary started on my back and shoulders, then washed my feet and legs, before moving to my breasts, arm pits, and my vagina. He even washed my backside. It was quite embarrassing when Gary touched my anus with his fingers and the washcloth.
I blushed deeply, "Baby, you don't have to wash me there. I can wash myself there."
But Gary continued to wash up my backside as he said, "Mom, when I give you a bath, it is a complete bath. I want you clean all over for our date."
I realized that his touch on my anus felt strangely good. No one had ever tried to stimulate me there before. I was surprised to learn that I liked it when my son touched me there.
I glanced over and could see the head of Gary's penis sticking straight up, about two inched above the waistband of his shorts. I smiled and remarked, "I see you are enjoying washing your mom, huh?"
"Oh yeah."
Gary drained the tub, dried me, led me to the bed, and had me lie on my back. "Where do you keep your nail polish?"
"It is in my purse, honey."
Gary returned and proceeded to apply the nail polish to each of my toes. I remember lying there, naked with my son applying polish to my nails like it was happening as I write this.
Now if I am honest, I must admit that he did a pretty sloppy job; but god, was it sexy. He rubbed my feet, applied the polish while sitting between my legs, forcing my vagina to be pulled open slightly. He would look up at my wet and dilated vagina and remark, "Mom, you are so beautiful. I love you so much."
I wanted to hug him, but with him holding my foot as he applied the polish, I was forced to remain on my back. I knew then, as I know now writing this a year and a half later, I would do anything for that boy....absolutely anything.
Gary finished applying the polish to my nails. I then got up and moved to the chair in front of the dressing table. I sat in front of the mirror, naked and applied my make-up. I wanted to look good for my date. I knew tonight was going to be special for both of us.
As requested, I put on the yellow print sun dress with no undergarments. My nipples were plainly visible under the thin material. I also knew that when I walked, the movement of my butt cheeks would reveal that I was not wearing any panties. I felt so wicked. But for some reason, I liked the feeling...I liked being naughty this way. I liked being 'bad' for my son. And considering that later I was going to let my son fuck me again, and again, and again, so going braless seemed pretty harmless.
Gary still had a raging hard-on. "Baby, do I need to take care of that for you before we go out to dinner?"
He nodded. So I sat on the edge of the bed, brought him to me, lowered his boxers, and took him in my mouth again. He ejaculated quickly. And since it had only been a few hours since he came previously, the volume of his semen was not as overwhelming this time. And for only the second time in my life, I swallowed. (I have given Gary many blow jobs, and I always swallow his semen. I love ingesting my baby's sperm.)
We arrived at the restaurant about 6:30 p.m. We were seated at a booth where Gary and I could sit next to each other, touching knees. The table had a tablecloth so we were not too obvious as we touched and flirted.
The waiter was very impressed with my erect, braless nipples, but did not seem to think anything about the age difference between my date and me. Perhaps Gary was right. Perhaps, I could pass for 24 years old. I liked that thought.
I had a glass of merlot, but Gary, who was only 18, could not drink. We decided that we did not want to risk trying to order alcohol for him since we really did not want anyone checking IDs and finding out he was my son!
Gary soon had his hand on my leg, caressing my inner thigh. I separated my knees slightly so Gary could place his fingers on my inner thigh. As I opened my thighs, I warned him, "Now baby, don't get too frisky here in public. We really cannot attract too much attention."
I had a total of three glasses of wine with my meal, which is one more that I usually have. I could feel the effects of the alcohol already. I was feeling very amorous by the end of our dinner date.
I was so aroused already. I had not had an orgasm since before my father's funeral a week ago. I knew I was going to cum tonight. After the bath, the nail polish and foot massage, and giving Gary a blow job, I was ready. It would not take much to get me there tonight.
We finished dinner, skipped desert, and Gary paid the check and we left. I took Gary's arm as we walked down the street, leaning on my tall handsome date.
"What now, 'lover boy'? I am all yours tonight. What do you intend to do with me now?"
Suddenly, down the street about a block and a half, something caught Gary's eye. There was a large neon sign: 'Cindi's Adult Gifts and Novelties'.
"Mom, is that your store? You never told me you had an adult gift store" Gary joked.
"Gary, that is not even how I spell my name. I spell my name, C-i-n-d-y, and you know it."
