It was Sunday evening - Time to leave home and return to the college dorm.
Mom cried, "After years of being my loving son, you've become my man. I need you! How can you leave me?"
"Lena, I'll be back on Friday."
"I know, but when you are here, I feel much better. I love serving you, knowing you'll protect, guide, and make me a better woman."
"I'll be back in five days and spend the next weekend with you. By the way, on Thursday, we have a big party. The father of my classmate donated $1,000,000 to the school, and we'll celebrate it. Everybody is encouraged to bring a mate, so if you drive to the university on Thursday afternoon, we'll see each other in four days."
Lena's face lighted, "You know I'll gladly do it, but would you like your buddies to see you with your mother at a college party?..."
"They haven't seen you, and I plan to introduce you as my cougar girlfriend. I'll tell you what to wear, and naturally, we'll behave like lovers."
She hesitated, "Are you sure you want me there? I do not wish to embarrass you..."
I chuckled, "Lena, stop worrying. I know my friends. They'll be jealous of me having the prettiest and sexiest woman!"
"If you say so... What do you want me to wear for the party?"
"The short black evening dress that shows your fantastic cleavage with the shiny black 3" heels shoes. A touch of makeup and mascara with red hot lipstick will be perfect."
Lena giggled, "Do you plan to put me on display?"
"I want to be proud of my lover. Trust me, every guy will try to show off his girl!"
I carried my stuff to the car and returned to say goodbye. Lena's tears were pouring. I kissed her lips gently and couldn't resist tweaking her glorious tits. My cock began extending.
She grinned, "Nice to feel you miss me already... Think about me."
"Lena, who else will I think about while masturbating?..."
She laughed, "You are so naughty! Is this the same perfect boy I raised?..."
"Lena, it's your fault! If you weren't so gorgeous, my life would have been easier. I start thinking about your voluptuous body, and my cock loses it..."
She whispered, "You are so nice to me... Please be safe, and I'll see you Thursday afternoon. When you are less busy, call me."
I French kissed her and drove away.
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I talked to Lena on the phone on Monday and then on Wednesday, reminding her to be the following day at the auditorium by 6 pm.
Thursday afternoon, I shaved, showered, and put on clean blue pants, a light blue shirt, and shiny shoes. I waited ten minutes for Mom in the parking lot. She didn't arrive. I called her and found out she got lost and would be there around 6:30.
I smiled to myself - So typical of Mom... She was great at home, but when she had to get out, she needed help. I texted her to call me when she arrived, and in the meantime, I'd join my friends.
By 6:15, four of my friends with their girlfriends were already enjoying the cocktail. Jeff smirked, "Arti, you couldn't find a girl to accompany you?"
I smiled, "Jeff, wait until you see my date. She is coming out of town and is slightly late."
Lance joked, "Is she a spring chicken you found in the nearby high school?"
I glanced at my friends, "Guys, remember the discussion we had the other day about the hottest cougars - Mrs. Johnson with blond hair and fake tits? And our gorgeous biology teacher? Well, my date is the most beautiful cougar I've ever seen. So you have fun with your dates, while I'll 'suffer' with mine..."
My phone rang, and Mom notified me she had reached the parking area. I told my friends I'd be back soon and went to pick up Lena. She was happy to see me and started apologizing; she mistakenly took the wrong turn and almost got lost.
I ogled her. She looked amazing! The short black dress hugged her fantastic figure, and the upper parts of her creamy breasts were nicely displayed with her generous cleavage. Her swaying walk on the high heels emphasized her shapely legs.
I kissed her gently, ensuring not to erase her red glossy lipstick, "Lena, I love the way you look! I want you to meet my friends. Remember, you are a widow, and I helped you overcome your grief. We began our affair three weeks ago."
She giggled, "Will they believe the story?"
"Of course, they will, especially after seeing us walking hand in hand and I French kiss you."
We entered the auditorium. I saw my four friends together from a distance. The girlfriends chatted in a separate area.
I approached my friends, "These are Jeff, Lance, Alex, and Tim. And this is Lena. Guys, what do you think?"
All four guys stood silent and stared at her. Alex was the first to open his mouth, "Lena, you are the prettiest one in the room. What are you doing with Arti? Join me instead - I am rich and handsome. I'll give you a daily shoeshine and let you ride me to the supermarket..."