Ring! Ring! Ring! I woke up to the sound of the alarm on my nightstand.
I looked at the time and saw it was 8AM, much earlier than I like to wake up.
I heard my Mom yelling from the hallway.
"Son, time to get up. We are going to leave for Georgia in 30 minutes," she said.
Today we were making the 6-hour drive to Georgia for my cousin Dave's wedding.
He was getting married to his high school sweetheart.
Dave and I were best friends growing up. When we were 10, my parents moved to Florida for a job, and that is where we have been ever since.
I was in my third year at Community College, and not really sure what I wanted to do with my life. I took up my time taking general business classes and trying to meet girls and party with friends.
You see, I did ok with the ladies. I was about 6 feet tall, dark hair, somewhat fit from playing intramural basketball. I wasn't good enough to play college sports and figured I would follow in my Dad's footsteps and go to law school.
My Dad was a successful lawyer, and my Mom was fortunate to stay home and do whatever she wanted. They were both awesome parents. My Mom was always very involved in sports, school, etc, and was the Cool Mom to all of my friends.
My Dad was currently traveling, so he was flying in tomorrow to Georgia for the wedding.
My Mom and I were going to hit the road today and make it to the rehearsal dinner.
I began to stretch and brush the sand out of my eyes to head to the bathroom.
I was not pumped about driving 6-hours but figured it would go by quick. I might even be able to convince my Mom to drive.
As I finished brushing my teeth, I went out into the kitchen to see my
Mom packing a cooler. She was wearing her usual workout pants and sports shirt.
"Morning Mom," I said.
"Morning Honey," she responded.
"Are you almost ready to get on the road? I don't want to hit any traffic today. Make sure you get everything you need and bring it to the car so we can leave soon," said my Mom.
"You got it mom," I responded.
I watched as my mom bent down to grab some water bottles out of the refrigerator.
I could see the outline of her thong in her yoga pants, and a small bit of the pink thong fabric sticking out of the top of it.
If I wasn't her son, I might look harder. But I instantly deleted these details from my mind, like I did anytime someone talked about my Mom.
Remember how I said my mom was the "cool mom"?
Well, she was also a MILF.
At least according to my friends. I had gotten teased quite a bit by my friends over the years about how hot my Mom was. I got used to it, and honestly, it stopped bothering me.
At 45, my mom, Mary, was quite the bombshell. She had long blonde hair and was always in the gym or working on her tan on our pool deck.
She had big boobs and a bubble butt that she worked hard on in the gym.
Being her son, it always made me uncomfortable when she would walk around in her sleep shirts, or small shorts. I really didn't want to see it. She was my mom after all.
No matter how "hot" she was to the other guys, I couldn't see her that way.
Although, I have to admit. It was hard to not stare at her big tits when she was in a bikini.
The car was totally packed, and we were getting ready to leave.
I went back to my room to get one more thing.
I had to get my "special package".
I figured it could be a fun weekend, so wanted to bring my stash of condoms, and marijuana joints.
Hopefully I would meet a hot bridesmaid and get to fuck this weekend. I reached into my stash and found the condoms. But I noticed all of my joints were gone.
"Dammit!" I exclaimed. I told Dave I would bring some.
I thought for a minute. Maybe I could pick up some from a friend on our way out of town. But how could I explain that to Mom?
I packed the rest of my things and got into the car with Mom. We were on the road.
About 5 minutes from the house, I said something.
"Mom, can we stop at Gas and More?" John owes me some money and said I could pick it up before he leaves town" I said.
Gas and More was a gas station (nice gas station with subs and food), but it was attached to the Lion's Den sex shop, and adult video arcade. Mom didn't like going there and I knew that. It was also owned by my Best Friend's Dad.
"Do we really have to stop? I hate that place" Mom said.
"I just really want to make sure I get that money. Plus, it looks like we need gas anyway". I said.
"I guess you're right," Mom said back.
Here's the thing about why we were stopping at Gas and More. I was actually going to settle a gambling debt with an old high school friend named John, the jerk who fucked my high school girlfriend.
I was going to play him poker heads up, one hand, to double or nothing the money he owes him.
As we walked into the Gas Station, I went to the back right (where the offices were) and disappeared into a hallway.
Meanwhile Mom went inside to meet with my Dad's buddy Rob Sanchez.
He was a bit of a wild one, but filthy rich. Everyone really liked Rob including me.
I needed 20 minutes, and Mom would say hi to her pal and catch up on life.
Narrator Point of View:
Sean's Mom despised the adult sex store and hated walking past the Adult Arcade booths to get to his office. But once she got past the dingy interior, it was a nice spacious office.
Soon she heard a loud commotion and young men yelling.
She jumped up and ran to the hallway. The next thing she sees is her Son frantically running towards her, red in the face like he did something BAD.
"Here QUICK!" Sean says frantically as he opens a door to a vacant video booth and pulls his Mom into it with him.
Mom hurries into the booth with her son undetected.
She had no idea what was going on but there was no time for questions.
Next thing that happens, John, Sean's friends older brother comes running to the hall quickly.
He is stopped by Mr. Sanchez. Sanchez who says, "HEY what was all that commotion about?"
"Your boy lost a game of poker, and then stole $1,400 from me!" John, out of breath says angrily.
"He hasn't paid his debt, and he is about to be in really big trouble." he continued.
His boys behind him started yelling about what they were going to do to Sean if he couldn't pay.
Sean's Mom couldn't believe her ears. They were going to hurt son!
"I haven't seen anyone back here," says Mr. Sanchez.
"I haven't seen anyone. Sean's mom was here but left a while ago and no Sean came by," Mr. Sanchez lied.
"We just whooped his ass in poker! I know he was here!" said John.
They all looked around.
There was no one there in the adult arcade except 1 closed stall.
"What do you got back there?" John skeptically says.
His eyes are drawn to the one locked stall in the video booth arcade.
"Who's in that stall right there?" Says John.
Mr. Sanchez gets flush.
"Oh, it's just one of my favorite customers," Mr. Sanchez says.
"Oh yeah?" says one of the bullies.
"Let's open up and see who this special customer is. Is he 6 foot and in his 20s?" says John.
Sean immediately looked over at his Mom.
She looked back at him.
"You Idiot!" she mouthed.
"I know" he mouthed back to her.
Sean couldn't believe he was stuck in an Adult Video Booth with his own Mom.
As John reaches for the handle of the stall, he realizes it is locked. He begins banging on the door.
Sean was scared shitless. His Mom quickly moved closer to him in the booth as to protect him.
"It's not Sean!" says Mr. Sanchez. "It is one of my favorite girls who spends a lot of time in these booths helping my customers out, if you know what I mean," He smirks.
"Bullshit!" says Sean. "There are no females here ever, especially this early," he continues.
