“What is going on here?” He asked himself. Suddenly his mother turned to face him, still in her tip toe position.
“You going to help me or keep checking me out?” She asked with a devilish smile.
Elliot gasped, “I, uh, I was just. Yeah, let me help.” Diane slapped his butt playfully when he put the wine back where it belonged.
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“Ok, boyfriend, tell your wife I said hello,” Diane joked, hugging Elliot good night. He nodded, only to be met by a kiss on the lips. “Goodnight.”
When he got home he took a cold shower, feeling idiotic, and shame for checking her out. He decided to call Valerie in the morning and relay a bit of what’s been happening, careful to leave out certain parts that he felt might make him look creepy.
Elliot listened to Cassie sleeping next to him. His cell phone buzzed alerting him to a text. It was his mother saying she enjoyed the evening with him and would see him again soon – he smiled and texted her back, saying goodnight. A few moments later she did the same, adding an “I love you.”
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Back at Diane’s house, she sat on her bed naked, talking on her cell phone. “Yes it was great. I think, I think it’ll work out. I’ll actually be able to go through with it. Yes, yes, I know I’ve sort of done something similar, but it was different with you. He will, it’ll take a little time. But I think once it does happen, oh wow.”
Stepping out into her moonlit backyard, still naked, she sat in a lounge chair still talking on her phone, ”Mmhmm, next year? I think those houses will be done by then, yes. I can’t wait to move into my new one. That neighborhood isn’t far from here. Yes. I’m sure he’ll come with me!”
Diane ended the call a few moments later with a smile on her face. She trailed her hands over her large breasts, gently tweaking a nipple. Her phone buzzed alerting her to a text. It was Ronnie.
“Hey baby, want some of this big dick tonight?” the text read. Diane chuckled, sitting her phone down, not bothering to answer.
“Yes, I want some big dick, Ronnie,” she said out loud, “but not yours.”
Chapter 4
A collection of several dildos lay before Valerie on her bed. They started small in size, working their way up to a gargantuan toy. The nude Valerie stood at her bed, deciding to start small and work her way up. This would be her second workout for the day. The first one was at the gym that morning, which left her butt and thighs sore and wobbly.
Her phone rang, “Hey, what is it? I’m in the middle of something,” Valerie told her younger brother.
“Hey Val, listen this thing with mom is a little weird. We’ve hung out more, but, she’s just, I don’t know. Is she ok?” Elliot asked.
“What do you mean is she ok? Yes, she’s fine,” Valerie barked at him.
“She just seems different, like she’s trying to be younger. Plus we’ve never been real close anyway so – ” Elliot said.
“Don’t give me that! I know she’s been acting a little odd lately, but she’s fine.”
“I know but, it’s like she flirting with me,” Elliot said.
“She’s always been flirty and somewhat sexual. She even suggested I get into stripping at one point. It’s no big deal. You’re just going to have to let it go. You and her are getting closer and you are discovering this stuff on your own. She’s fine, I promise,” Valerie assured Elliot.
“Alright, it’s just that she wants to see me again, maybe even every day,” Elliot said.
“I don’t want to hear it,” Valerie said, picking up and throwing down a large dildo after briefly inspecting it. “You are going to wake up one day after she’s long gone and wished that you and your mother were closer. She wants to be closer, so let it happen!”
“Yeah, I guess,” Elliot said.
“Good, keep it up. This is really helping her move on from that guy she was seeing,” Valerie replied.
“Alright, I’ll let you go then. Talk to you later,” Elliot ended their call.
The tall, dirty blonde, Valerie tossed her phone on the mattress, “I think I’ll start with you!” She grabbed a decent sized dildo which could be mounted on the wall and headed to the shower.
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Elliot followed Valerie’s advice. He and his mother spent more time together in the next month than he recalled they ever had. He saw less and less of his wife. Cassie didn’t seem to notice. The only mention of her was when Diane asked how she was doing or she had a problem with her husband spending so much time with his mother.
“Are you sure she doesn’t mind?” Diane asked, later in August. She was wearing her pajamas and Elliot was over at her house to take her out to breakfast, followed by another trip to the beach. She was straddling him on the couch.
“Yeah she doesn’t mind.”
“She might though. You should double check. She may have a problem with you hanging out with a woman with these!” Diane quickly threw her tank top off, revealing her large, bra-covered breasts to Elliot.
Elliot looked away, “Wow, um, well I think she knows you have those.”
Diane laughed, getting off her son, heading toward the hallway to change into her clothes for breakfast. Her flirtatious ways hadn’t changed. The kisses and affection had increased though. Later that day she was peppering his face with kisses while she straddled him in the water at the beach. She ended the encounter with a long kiss on the mouth, taking Elliot off guard, and drawing the looks from a couple of nearby girls.
“Yes this is my boyfriend,” Diane jokingly glared at the girls, embarrassing Elliot in the process.
“Have you and Cassie come out here much? It’s a nice place to visit at night, no one is around, if you know what I mean,” Diane whispered in his ear.
“No, we haven’t been out here. She’s not a fan of hot weather and sand,” Elliot said.
“Sounds like she’s pretty boring. Sorry,” Diane noted.
“She is,” Elliot said flatly. He silently blamed her job, but deep down he felt that was no longer a valid excuse for her low libido and lack of interest in anything.
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Later that night near midnight Elliot arrived home. To his surprise his wife was still awake. She was angry, “Why are you over there all the time? Are you really over there or somewhere else?”
“What are you trying to say? Yes I’ve been hanging out with her. No I haven’t been screwing around! Do you want her to call you to let you know I’m actually there?” Elliot asked, starting to get angry.
“No, but – ” Cassie started to say.
“But nothing! Besides it’s not like there’s anything to do here. You sleep a lot and we hardly ever have sex. I might as well hang out with a woman that loves me,” He said, immediately regretting it.
“Are you saying I don’t? I told you, I’m on my feet all day; I have to deal with those patients too. You would be tired if you had to deal with what I have to!” Cassie yelled.
“I get that, but you still can’t make a little time for me? Come on, really? Maybe YOU’RE the one screwing around and you’re too tired to do anything with me when you’re done!” Elliot said.
Cassie slapped him as hard as she could, “I would NEVER do something like that. I’m not a whore like your mother!”
Elliot froze, unable to respond as a result of the anger coursing through him. “Yeah, that’s right,” Cassie added, “I’m basing it off what you’ve told me about her! You’ve said you suspected she slept around on your stepdad. So,” She paused, tapping her chin with her index finger obnoxiously, “doesn’t that make her a whore?”