They watched through the open doorway at the front of the house as he tossed the last of his bags in the trunk of the large car, and then walked to the driver's side door. He glanced up at the two figures at the house, and then looked as if he thought better of saying something. He lowered his head and climbed in. The car started up and backed out of the driveway, moved along the street and out of the suburban neighbourhood.
Julia Watts stood there in the doorway with her son, her hands on her hips, and heard a few muffled, mournful sounds coming from her son standing beside her, but chose for the moment to stay standing there, looking out at the springtime sun bathing the front lawn that was now hers alone. She was dressed in socks and jogging pants and an old, stained sweatshirt, her blonde hair tied tight behind her head in a ponytail. She looked fit and athletic, tall though her eighteen year old son had surpassed her in height.
"It's done now, Kevin," she said, and finally turned to face her son. His face was pale and she'd rarely seen such sadness in his eyes. "Come on now," she smiled at him, and put a hand on his upper arm, giving it a shake, "We all knew this was coming. There's no reason to mope about it now."
She tried to meet his eyes but he shifted his gaze to the floor. She sighed, "I'm going to finish scrubbing the floor. Get busy and you'll feel better, okay? At least you won't have to listen to your father and me fight anymore." And she then walked off, leaving it to Kevin to close the still-open front door.
*****
More than a week passed, and it was early Friday evening when the call rang through the house, "Can you come down for a moment, Kevin!? Hellllooooo?"
It sent a quick shock through up Kevin's spine. He was sitting on a chair in his room in front of his computer. His pants were pulled down to his knees, and he was stroking his hard throbbing cock as he browsed through pornographic pictures and videos on his computer -- big tits and ass, hard anals and face-fucks, he had quite a collection.
"Keviiiiiiiiinnn?!" his mother called again.
His heart beat faster and his cock twitched in a slight panic. He quickly pulled his pants up and stuffed his hard cock into his pants, trying to hide the bulge as well as he could against the crotch. "Be right there, mom!" He called out, as he turned off his computer screen, and wiped his sticky fingers on a shirt hanging off the edge of his chair. He stepped awkwardly as his erection was still straining against his pants, and kept one arm awkwardly hanging down his front to try and conceal it.
He took a few steps down the stairs, "What's up, mom?"
"Well, I wanted to say that tonight, I'm--" she paused and looked back at him. "Well for goodness sakes, come on down Kevin, I want to talk to you, not yell over to you. Are you busy with something?"
Kevin stepped down slowly, trying to keep his hands casually clasped over his hard-on, until he stood at the bottom of the stairs. "Um, just homework, mom." He cleared his throat. "Got a whole pile of it for Monday."
He looked at his mother, as she turned back to the mirror and threw her hair back to affix an earring to her earlobe. She was clearly dressed to go out for the evening, her bare legs in black patent leather high heels, and then the rest of her body in a black one-piece dress which fit her as though it were custom-tailored; though the cut did not reveal too much skin, ending just above her knees and not showing too much cleavage, the material was thin and lay gracefully on her skin. Kevin thought he could see the outline of a pair of panties resting below the small of her back.
She affixed the earring and turned back to her son with a smile. Her blonde hair was styled now, flowing in slight curves and looking full, falling past her shoulders, framing her face with its calm blue eyes. Her generous breasts were held up and moved seductively with her as she turned, and Kevin felt weird thinking about the firmness and curve of her fine-looking ass as she began to speak to him again.
"I was saying, Kevin, that I'm going out tonight, so you'll be home alone for the evening. But there's lots of food in the fridge, so you'll be okay, right?"
"Yeah mom, I'll be okay." Kevin nodded, and was already thinking about the porn he had set his computer to download right after he got home from school today. A good night of masturbating alone, he thought, he could easily get two, maybe three great loads out of his cock before falling asleep in sweaty exhaustion.
"Now," his mother continued, "you don't feel weird about me seeing other men, do you? I know we went over this before, but it's like I said, it's not as if the separation happened overnight. Don't worry, I'm not gonna have anyone come over and spend time here or try to shake your hand when I'm still getting to know them, okay?"
Kevin gulped, "Okay," not quite meeting her gaze, and feeling very weird about the whole subject.
Julia cast a smile and a caring look on her son, after a moment said, "Come here. Come on." When he didn't move very much she walked over to him, hugged him and kissed his cheek. "I love you baby."
The feel of his mother's hair brushing his face, and the scent of her skin combined with her perfume stayed with Kevin as he climbed back up the stairs, and he felt like it encircled him as he pulled down his pants and got back to jerking off to hardcore anal porn.
*****
About an hour and a half later Kevin walked downstairs and into the kitchen, thinking about looking around in the fridge for some dinner. As he walked in he noticed his mother leaning against the wall, facing away, her coat over her shoulders as she cupped the telephone receiver under her ear.
He grabbed a can of cola from the fridge and cracked it open as he heard her talking softly. "Yes...yeah....alright...no, that's fine. Okay. We'll see...maybe...okay, goodbye." She put the phone back up on the hook.
Kevin took a big gulp of his drink and asked, "What's up mom. Everything okay? Aren't you guys gonna be a little late?"
She turned towards him and stared off into the corner for a moment before fixing her eyes on him and blinking a few times. Her eyes glistened with a thick film of liquid that she tried to blink away. "We're not going. Something's come up."
"Oh." Was all that Kevin said. He took another sip out of the can and began to slowly step out of the kitchen.
"Say," his mother began, "Why don't you come along with me?"
"Hm?"
"Come along with me. I've got the reservation waiting."
"But...uh, mom..."
"You can wear that suit you got last Christmas. You haven't had dinner yet, right?"
"Uh no, but...I was workin' on my homework you know, mom, and..."
"Please?" She let it hang in the air, looking slightly up at him with those clear wide eyes, her mouth on the verge of a smile.
