Chapter 6
Mom chose the next adventure... she was excited as she outlined what she wanted to do.
I walked up to the front door and rang the bell.
Mom answered the door, swinging it wide, greeting me with a broad and sincere smile. Her hair was down but clipped back from her face, she wore a dress with a button up, fitted top and waist, with a flared, loose fitting skirt, two inch heels on matching shoes.
Before she could great me I said, "Hi Mrs. Baker... is Matt home?"
Her mouth frowned, but her eyes sparkled with a smile that told me she wasn't really sad. "I'm so sorry Robby, but Matthew is out running a few errands for me. He should be back before too long though, so... if you want to come in a wait for him..."
She stepped back to allow me to enter.
"I don't know Mrs. Baker... I don't want to be in the way or under foot..."
"Don't be silly Robby... come in and wait... I'm not doing anything important, just cleaning up the kitchen." She turned and walked into the house, leaving the door open and no doubt about my answer.
I stepped in and closed the door behind me.
As mom walked into the kitchen she asked over her shoulder, "How's your Mom? It's been way too long since we've gotten together."
I hesitated, casting about not knowing if I should sit in the living room or maybe go up to Matt's room to wait, but her question as she went into the kitchen drew me there so I could answer her respectfully, rather than yelling room to room.
As I broke the threshold of the kitchen, mom was at the counter, back to me, putting something on a plate.
"Mom is good Mrs. Baker. She has a new hobby? A new interest?"
"Oh? Do tell... but first..." she turned from the counter holding a plate with chocolate chip cookies, and a glass of milk. "sit down and have a snack Robby."
I scooted into a chair at the table, and she set the plate and glass in front of me.
Maybe I did not notice it before, though I can't imagine missing it... It might be just my imagination, but I could swear a couple of buttons on her top had come unbuttoned. I could see the pretty lace on her white bra and when she bent to set the milk and cookies on the table, I got a very nice view of her round breasts, held tightly together.
"I hope you like my cookies Robby, I made them myself... but if you want anything else...and I mean anything... all you have to do is ask." Still bent at the waist, she reached across the table, stretching the limit of the remaining few buttons, as the dress was stretched tight over her swelling breasts, to use two fingers to move a lock of hair from my face, caressing my cheek with her palm.
My cock jumped... I could feel the blood flow begin in earnest.
She smiled a bright, knowing smile, then straightened and turned back to the sink as I stammered out a thank you.
"Tell me about your mom's new 'interest'."
"Well, she has been spending a lot of time lately over at the church. Not sure what they are doing, but the new Pastors wife seems to be keeping her very busy."
"Really..."
"Yep... she goes to the church at least every other day, and can't wait to go as soon as dad leaves for work. She spends all day and, it seems like the only reason she comes home is to make dinner, and sometimes she is late. Even the days she doesn't go, she seems anxious and wishing she could go. Anyway, I don't understand it so much, but she can't stop talking about Mrs. Beaumont and what a strong, take charge kind of woman she is."
"Sounds like maybe I might need to go meet this new Pastor's wife myself."
"Mom sure seems more happy lately, it's been a good change. She has been depressed, it seemed, after Connie went off to college."
"Connie your older sister?"
"Yes ma'am. After Connie left, mom just kind of floated through the day, not really knowing what to do... then she met Mrs. Beaumont and things got better for her... like she new what to do with herself again."
"That sounds really good for your mom."
"Oh yeah... it's been great lately, but it got even better when Connie called and said she would be coming home for summer break. Mom is beside herself and can't wait for Connie to meet Mrs. Beaumont. Connie told me though that she will be looking for some temporary, part time work over the summer... she wants to earn some spending money."
"Well, when she gets home, tell her for me, to stop by and talk to me first... I have some things I need help with and would be willing to pay her for."
Mom had fixed herself a cup of coffee and sat in a seat next to me, at a 90 degree spot on the table, but then turned her chair at a 45, so she was facing me. I scooted around too, so as not to be rude, and it gave me a better chance to see more boob.
She sipped her coffee, I nibbled and drank some milk. She smiled at me and reached with a napkin to wipe the milk mustache from my lip. It was very sexy.
"Robby..." she began and I put down my cookie and focused on her. "Matthew might be home any minute, so I don't have a lot of time... I don't want to embarrass you, but I wanted to ask you a couple of questions and I hope you know me well enough to be able to be extremely honest."
"Matt and I have been friends since the second grade... I'll do my very best."
One hand came off the table and landed on my knee, the same leg my very inflated cock was trapped against.
I looked down at her hand, then up, lingering at her cleavage, open even more now, then glanced up and met her eyes... they held me and I gulped.
"Robby... do you think I am pretty?"
"I... I... of course. My god Mrs. Baker. You are one of the prettiest of all the moms. Guys are always giving Matt a hard time because his mom is so ho... pretty."
