Madeleine comes for lunch
Thanks to Tigersman for editing...
Author's note to the Anonymous commenters:
According to Literotica's writing guide in the Volunteer Editor's section, 'come' is a verb, and 'cum' is a noun. 'Mum' is how we address our mothers in UK English speaking countries - I'm Australian.
The front doorbell rang and Jake called out to his mother. "I'll get it!"
He opened the door and Madeleine was standing there looking splendid, and not at all like the sometimes scruffy friend he knew on campus. "Hi Maddy, come in," and she did. "You look nice today."
She replied, "I thought I should dress up if I'm going to meet your mother."
She did look nice. Instead of the jeans she usually wore to university, today she was wearing tailored slacks. Jake noticed how nicely they fitted her bottom - no creases, tucks or folds; more like a second skin. She was also wearing a nice button up blouse instead of a T-shirt, and shoes instead of the crappy old sneakers she wore on campus. She was tall for a girl, around 5'10'' Jake guessed, just a couple of inches shorter than he was, had nice legs, and a nice figure - fuller than his mother's, but she worked out, played netball, and was fit with no fat at all.
"Come and meet her," said Jake, taking her by the hand and leading her to the kitchen. As they passed through the open door, he said to his mother's back, "Mum, I'd like you to meet Madeleine - everyone calls her Maddy."
Kate turned around and said, "Delighted to meet you Maddy."
Madeleine's hand went to her mouth and the surprise was evident in her face. "Sorry, Mrs Clifton, I didn't mean to react like that. Pleased to meet you too. Jake talks about you a lot, but he didn't tell me how young and gorgeous you are."
Kate smiled and said, "Thanks for the compliment, Maddy. I'm younger than most mums because I fell madly in love when I was fifteen, and Jake was born when I was just sixteen, but other than that, I can assure you we are mother and son in every sense of the word - maybe closer than a lot of mums and their boys because I'm only sixteen years older than Jake, and for most of that time there has only been the two of us. We're just a normal, single-parent family. You were expecting someone in her forties I guess?"
"I was, but this is so nice, Mrs Clifton," replied Madeleine.
"Please call me Kate. Mrs Clifton sounds so formal, and I'm even closer to your age than Jake's, from what he tells me."
"Yes, I'm nearly twenty-three. Thanks, Mrs... I mean, Kate," replied Madeleine.
"Lunch is almost ready, so why don't you two sit at the table and keep me company while I put the finishing touches on it. Neither of you are driving anywhere any time soon, so why don't you offer Maddy a drink, Jake. I won't have one because I have to go to work this afternoon."
Jake organised the drinks and they all chatted while Kate finished her lunch prep. They talked about Kate's work at the hospital, Maddy and Jake's university courses, and what the two young ones hoped to do when they got their degrees. Kate joined them at the table, and eventually said:
"Jake tells me you two are thinking of becoming fuck buddies."
Madeleine looked surprised and said, "He told you that?"
"We're very close," replied Kate, "not just mother and son, but friends and confidants as well, so if you do go ahead with your plan, then you'll have to be aware there are no secrets between us. Of course, if there is something you confide in Jake, something you don't want to go any further, a family secret for example, you can be assured, if Jake gives his word, then he'll keep your secret as his own and not tell anyone, including me, but there's nothing remarkable in my mind about becoming fuck buddies. I think it's a very mature and sensible thing to do under the circumstances. In fact, I'm proud of both of you for putting your studies first, instead of partying and doing all the other time wasting things hormonal young people do in search of love and sex.
"You really don't mind?" queried an amazed Madeleine.
"No. You seem to be a very nice, mature, and sensible girl, Maddy. I want Jake to do well at university, and I'm proud of the effort he puts into his studies, but I don't want him to dip out on the other things boys and girls enjoy at his age. You know the saying:
too much work and not enough play makes Jack a dull boy?
I know doctors who studied
all
the time while at uni, became good doctors as a result, but when the study was over, they went a bit wild as if making up for lost time. I also know a lot of other people who played hard at university and either failed, or didn't do well enough to get the top jobs. I don't want either of those things for my son, and what you propose seems like an ideal solution, for both of you. So, no, I don't mind. However, as a responsible mother there are a few things I'd like to discuss with you, if you don't mind."
Jake took his cue and said, "Would you girls like a bit of time on your own to discuss things?"
"I'm easy," said Kate, "but Maddy might feel a bit more comfortable. Tell you what; there's a few things I forgot to get at the shops. How about you pop down the street and get them for me while we girls chat. Here's a list," and she got up and fetched a piece of paper from the kitchen bench.
"Okay. See you soon," he said, and left.
"Thanks for that," said Madeleine, "I do feel more comfortable talking now. It didn't occur to me you knew our plans, not that I mind - better than sneaking around - I hate that; but to be quite honest, I must say I'm feeling a little nervous negotiating up front with you about having sex with your son. I'm not against discussing it - it's a good thing to do, so we all know where we stand, and what we're thinking. So what do you want to discuss, Kate?"
"Oh, just practical issues. Let's start with condoms - what's your feeling about them?"
"I've never done it without insisting the guy wears a condom. I presume you are going to say you insist on them too?"
"Not necessarily," Kate replied. "It all depends on your sexual history, and if you've never had unprotected sex, then you're not a health risk for my son. I can tell you about Jake's history. He's only done it with one girl, and they were both virgins. They also used condoms as a precaution against pregnancy. So, from the safe sex point of view it won't concern me if you use them, or don't use them... it's up to the two of you."
"Hmm," mused Madeleine. "I didn't know that about Jake. If it's safe, then I can tell you I hate condoms: sometimes they chafe; sometimes, with all the mucking around and distraction of fitting one, the young man loses his erection; and they
always
