He couldn't believe his luck, it was New Year's Eve and he was going home early!
What a night for his girlfriend to dump him for another guy. There was certainly no way that he could stay at that party alone. The only problem was that his parents were having their annual NYE party at their house and so to make matters worse he would be spending the night with a bunch of boring old people.
Eric was a 20 year old college student who still lived in his parents' basement and was now single.
What a loser.
His parents Mark and Diane threw a NYE party every year. His mother had spent the past week getting everything ready; buying booze, making food, setting up decorations, and anything else the she could think of.
His parents were in their mid-forties and always wanted to be his friend instead of his parents. It wasn't such a bad thing because they gave him a lot of leeway growing up and even now they let him drink even though he wasn't 21 yet. But he always felt weird about how close they wanted to be to him.
Walking into his house at 11:00pm on NYE, Eric felt like his life couldn't get any worse.
His parent's party was in full swing, there must have been forty people throughout the house. Everybody was drinking and laughing and having a great time. Nobody even noticed when he walked in the front door.
Eric tried to sneak downstairs to his bedroom so he could spend the remainder of the night hiding out in shame but his mom's friend, Janice, caught his arm as he approached the stairs.
"What are you doing here Eric? I figured you would be out partying with your girlfriend."
Her voice was pretty slurred as she spoke and her balance seemed wobbly as well. Just how much have these guys been drinking?
"Well, she dumped me so I just wanted to be alone the rest of the night."
"WHAT! You got dumped on New Year's Eve? What a bitch."
Her drink was spilling on the carpet as she became more animated and used her other hand on Eric's arm to help her keep her balance.
"You can't ring in the New Year alone, go get yourself a drink and stay here with us until midnight at least."
He really didn't want to party with my parent's friends, but he really didn't like the idea of spending the night alone either.
"Ok, I guess I could have one drink."
"Much better, now let's get you a beer."
Pulling on his arm she dragged him through the living room into the kitchen.
It seemed like the kitchen was the only quiet place in the house.
Janice turned to his mom, the only other person in the kitchen.
"Diane, did you hear what happened to your son tonight?"
"Eric? What are you doing here? Why aren't you out with your girlfriend?"
"She dumped me. I don't want to talk about it."
"Well, you're welcome to join us. Do you want a beer?"
"Sure"
My mom brought me a beer from the refrigerator and said "I guess I won't be the only one without someone to kiss tonight."
"What do you mean? Where's dad?"
"Oh he passed out a half hour ago. He never stays up until midnight."
"That sucks, I'm sorry mom."
"Don't worry about it; I'm used to it by now."
At 45, his mother still had a great body. She and her husband had always had a great sex life but in the past few years things had slowed down between them so she maintained a disciplined workout schedule to keep herself attractive to him.
Her dark brown hair fell past her shoulders and had been styled so that it framed her pretty face in big loose curls.
Diane wore a silky silver cocktail dress that fluttered around her body as she moved through the kitchen. The hem of her dress ended several inches above her knees leaving most of her stocking covered legs on display. Her legs were accentuated by a pair of 5 inch black patent leather heels.
The neckline of her dress came down just enough to show off a hint of the her chest and as she moved around the edges of her black bra occasionally peeked out.
Eric had never thought of his mother in a sexual way but their family was always very close. When they talked, she would often put a hand on his arm or his leg if they were sitting.
Both his parents were big huggers and not a day went by without at least one hug from each of them.
"Why don't you finish that beer so we can dance. You can be my date for the night!"
Diane had a twinkle in her eye as she said that. She adored her son and if her husband couldn't be with her at least she would be in good hands with her son.
"I don't know mom that sounds weird."
"There is nothing weird about a son dancing with his mother."
"Just one dance."
Eric finished his beer and his mother led him back into the crowded living room where everyone was dancing.
The radio was playing all of the big dance songs of the past year and everyone was having a great time. Eric lost himself in the moment and actually enjoyed dancing with his mom.
After a few songs passed a slow one came on the radio and everyone took their partners in their arms for a slow dance.
Diane reached out for Eric but he hesitated.
"What? Aren't you having fun?"
Blushing he said.
"Oh, ok"
He stepped forward and awkwardly put his hands on her hips as she slid her arms around his back pulling him into her.
Diane's chest pressed into her son as they swayed to the music.
"You really a pretty good dancer you know. That girl doesn't know she's missing."
"Mom..." Eric whined.
"I know, I know. Just let me enjoy the moment. Ok?"
"Fine, whatever."
Her perfume filled his senses as his mom leaned her head against his shoulder.
