My folks celebrated their 30 anniversary on Saturday with an evening at a posh restaurant, then home for a bit of nookie. (I know because I could hear them!) I think they thought I was out, as Mom was more vocal than usual.
Sunday was spent relaxing as we all had an early start on Monday, Mom (50yrs)and I (25 yrs) were dropping Dad (51yrs) at the airport at 5 am, (He was away on a business trip for a few days.) Then going to see Mom's sister which was a 350 km. drive. Aunt Sally was flying to Australia Monday afternoon for a six month visit, so we were driving up for lunch with her, and then back home again, Dad had put me on his insurance so Mom and I could share the driving. Dad's car is a 5 series Beema! A bit better than my Focus, so, needless to say, I was looking forward to the trip!
We arrived at Aunt Sally's just before 10, so had a good 5 hours with her before her flight. After saying our good-byes we headed for home, I was driving when the dash lit up. 'Engine error, reduced power, proceed with caution' The car promptly lost power!
"Leave the Freeway at the next exit,," Said Mom, "Lets find a garage!"
About fifteen minutes later we came to a small town, the garage was easy to find.
Mom told the mechanic what had happened.
"Let me take a look." He said, coming over to the car. "Start her up please." He said, looking at me. Listening to the engine, "Rev her up." He asked. "OK, you can switch off." Then looking at Mom, he said, "I think that you have spark plug problems, I don't have a set to fit your car, but could order them to arrive late tomorrow morning, personally I wouldn't drive any further, but that is up to you."
"Do you mind if I phone my husband, you could tell him the problem?" She asked.
"Not at all." He replied.
Mom managed to get Dad, "Darling, we are having problems with the car, I am handing you over to Ben, the mechanic, so that he can explain what's wrong,OK?"
Handing the phone over she said, "My husband, William." The mechanic spoke to Dad, then handed the phone back. "OK, yes, there is a motel down the road... What! Are you sure? ... Really?...I know but..." Glancing at me pensively. "Are you sure?... Well, yes, but... I know we did but...I don't know... Whew, we'll speak later, you ARE sure?... alright, I'll see, love you too, bye."
Turning to the mechanic Mom said. "Please order what's needed, we will stay at the motel."
"Will do Ma'am. The Motel don't serve evening meals, but the shop is around the corner should you need anything, and we will get you on the road as soon as we get the plugs. I will order them now." Saying which he went into his office.
I looked at Mom and said,"What was that about? Was Dad mad? I had better phone work and let them know that I won't be in tomorrow."
"You do that, Honey, no, he isn't mad just being silly, I'll go and book rooms, lets meet at the shop, and we can decide what we will eat." She smiled and walked off.
I phoned my boss and told him what had happened, he said, 'See you Wednesday then.'
Pocketing my phone I walked after Mom, she was coming out of the Motel as I got there, "Lets go get food then," She said, " Oh, and Honey we have a problem, the Motel is renovating and only have a double room available, will you be OK with that?"
"Uh, mm, sure." I replied. Wow, would I get lucky and see Mom's boobs! Was my first thought! "You OK with it?"
"Don't see that we have a choice, but I don't see a problem." She said. "Now lets stock up on some food|"
We got sandwiches, crisps and some wine, as well as toothbrushes and toothpaste! Then headed back to our room, left our purchases and went for a walk. Mom put her arm through mine and we wandered around for a while. It was lovely just the two of us, relaxing, chatting, no rushing to do anything. We had always been close, but this was somehow special!
"Lets get back and eat." Said Mom, "I'm quite hungry, what about you?"
"Yes," I replied, "I could also do with a shower!"
We turned the telly on and ate the very nice sandwiches, with a tumbler of wine! (No wine glasses.)
Mom turned the telly off. "Why don't you have a shower, and I'll give Dad a call." Said Mom.
I had a lovely hot shower, played with the 'little man' but not seriously. Dressed in the clothes that I had been in all day, not nice!
Joined Mom, who said, "I couldn't get Dad so left a message. Did you leave me any hot water?"
"Yes, I think so, it was still really hot when I finished." I replied.
"Right, my turn." Saying which she turned and went into the bathroom. a little while later, she opened the door, stuck her head round, and said. "Ryan, get those smelly underclothes off, I'll rinse them through so they can dry overnight. Here is a towel to wrap around yourself." She threw one at me. Wow! That was a boob!! "Just bring your things in." She closed the door.
I just stared, the vision of her boob swaying as Mom threw the towel etched in my brain, my dick hard! Slowly I stripped, taking my clothes, I opened the door, could hear the shower, so peered round the door... damn! The shower was steamed up! She was just a blur. "Mom, what shall I do with my clothes?" I called.
"Give them to me," She said opening the shower door a bit, "And no peeking!" So I handed them over and reluctantly went back to the bedroom.
A few minutes later Mom's phone rang, looking at the screen, it said 'William' so I answered it. "Hi Dad, how are you?" I asked. "Mum's in the shower."