Author's note, This story was written by me and published on another website under my original penname of Davedax, it may not be reproduced anywhere else without my written permission.
"Shit" she exclaimed angrily as she slammed the receiver non-too gently back down in the cradle, "Damn him and damn his fucking business trips!"
Then she saw me standing in the doorway and promptly burst into tears.
Two long strides and I was beside her, taking her into my arms, I held her as she sobbed into the crook of my neck.
"What's wrong mum?"
"He's flying to America this afternoon, shit, shit, shit"
I felt the wetness of her tears soaking into my tee shirt and her whole body was shaking with rage.
"What about the holiday, I thought you were supposed to be going tomorrow?"
It was a silly question really, Dad had always put his business first before anything, even mum and me and it seemed that just when he made it big, he spent more time than ever jetting to all four corners of the globe.
"So did I darling" a sob wracked her body and at that moment I could have killed him for hurting mum like that!
My mum was a gorgeous looking woman, the stuff that teenage boy's fantasies are made of, I was eighteen then and she was thirty three ( yes I know, she was fifteen when she had me after dad stupidly knocked her up!)
I had a lot of friends at that time and was very popular with the other lads at school and college, but the real reason they were always round at our house was mum and the clothes she wore, or nearly wore!
She was a very petite woman, standing exactly five feet in her stockings and yes she did actually wear stockings, her figure was absolutely perfect and she adored showing it off in short skirts, long, low cut clingy dresses and when she wore tight jeans or shorts, I'd have voted her bottom as the sexiest I'd ever seen!
I remember when I was younger, before dad hit the big time, I'd lie awake at night masturbating as I listened to the rhythmic banging of their headboard as they fucked themselves silly. Mum was a screamer and many times I'd ejaculate at the same time as she shouted out for him to "Fuck me, God yes fuck me, fuck me you bastard, fucking hell I'm cumming again!"
It seemed though that since the arrival of his new personal assistant, he'd been paying rather more attention to her than he had to my mother, I'd heard them arguing about her many times, but dad always denied any wrong doings, although he would wouldn't he?
"Go by yourself mum" I stroked her hair and hoped she'd agree so that my girlfriend could stay over with them both out of the way. She'd bought some very sexy underwear of our nights alone, but if mum didn't go I might never see her wearing it!
"No way" she said vehemently, "The place is full of wolves, the two legged variety, I'd spend the whole bloody month fighting them off and trying to keep my knickers on!"
I quite fancied the idea of seeing mum without her knickers on myself, but then I thought of Jenny and remembered the previous night when we drove home from the pub. She'd sat with her legs apart, stroking herself through her little white panties and telling me in explicit detail exactly what she wanted me to do to her when we had the house to ourselves!
"Why don't you and Jenny come too?" her face lit up briefly, but then it fell again when I said,
"We can't mum, I can get off work, no problem but Jenny has her final exams next week and there's no way she can miss them"
"Oh well, never mind" she reached up and kissed my cheek, "Maybe next time he'll take me somewhere instead of that, that........., oh fuck him anyway"
I really didn't know what to say, I knew though how much she'd wanted to go.
Since they'd bought the beach side villa, they'd spent only one holiday together there and mum had loved it, but since his new P.A had arrived he never seemed to find the time to take her there, (or anywhere else for that matter.)
"I'll go with you mum" and for a moment she looked at me in shock, but then shook her head,
"Darling that's really kind of you, but no, I don't think you'd enjoy being stuck with your boring old mum would you? Come on be honest"
As I'd already given up all hope of fucking my brains out with Jenny for a month, I was honest"
"Mum you're the least boring of all my friend's mums, Christ none of them can hold a candle to you, so if you want me to be honest like you said, I will be, I'd love to go with you and if we do go I'll promise you this, neither of us will be bored, I'll make bloody sure of it!"
She squealed with delight and threw her arms round me again, "Do you mean it honestly, you'll really go with me?"
"Yes mum" I laughed with her, "Hell mum, I actually want to!"
She hugged me tightly, threatening to break a couple of ribs, "Jamie, I'm a very lucky woman to have a son like you, thank you darling"
I kissed her on the cheek and looked at her, God she was beautiful!
"According to all my mates mum, I'm the lucky one, you should here what they say about you"
I knew I shouldn't have said that, as soon as the words left my lips,
"Like what?"
"Er can I pass on that mum?"
She giggled and blushed a little, "Go on tell me, I won't be mad I promise"
"Well let me put it this way mum, there isn't one of them who'd kick you out of bed and they've all said that they'd love to get into your knickers!"
"I've got news for you buster" she laughed, "There are a couple of your friends who I wouldn't kick out of bed too and some of them wouldn't have to try very hard to get into my knickers!"
And off she scooted into the garden, "Oh by the way" she stopped in the doorway"
"Yes?"
"I'm sorry if I've mucked up your, er shall we say, arrangements with Jenny"
Which reminded me that parents weren't as stupid as some of us kids think!
Jenny was spitting mad when I told her, mind you I think I could have timed it better, she was just slipping her panties back on after I'd fucked her in the back of my car on the way to meet some friends!
"You're doing what?"
"I'm going on holiday tomorrow with my mother" I repeated and felt rather silly saying it.
"I don't believe it" she gasped, "I just don't fucking believe it"
"Jenny listen to me, I.........."
"No you fucking listen, when you get back from your holiday with mummy, don't bother calling me or coming round for mw, 'cos I won't fucking be here!"
Her face twisted into a snarl and suddenly I realised that she wasn't as pretty as I'd thought, in fact she wasn't pretty at all!
I hope you fuck her better than you've ever fucked me" she added as she got out of the car, "Oh and while we're about it, Sammy Johnson is a far better fuck than you could ever be"
"Fuck you" I said pleasantly as I started the car and slipped it into gear,
