Mom camping with son

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“Much better,” Jenny said from behind them.

Paul and his mother broke off their kiss, eyes locked on each other, breathing heavily. “Wow,” Paul mouthed.

His mother quickly grabbed his hand in hers and squeezed it.

“I told you there was something magical about this clearing,” Jenny said, happily. “I just knew there was a reason that we met up here today.”

“I’m feeling a bit tired,” Paul’s mother said. “I think we’d better head back.”

“Sure,” Jenny said. “I think we’re going to the top of the trail. See you too love birds later.” They headed up the trail, leaving Paul and his mother behind.

Michelle held her son’s hand all the way down the trail.

When they got to the campsite, she excused herself to go to the restrooms and Paul took up his phone to play a game. His mother came back a short while later. Paul stood up clumsily, dropping his phone and picking it up. “I—”

“Shh, you don’t have to say anything.” She went over and started making herself a drink. “I need a strong one after that though.”

“Uh, Larry invited us over for burgers and beers later. I think he thinks I’m like twenty-one or something.”

“Hmmm,” Michelle mused, looking up from her drink preparations. “I think one beer will be okay. Don’t tell anyone, especially you know who.”

Paul laughed, not believing his luck. “Really?”

“Yeah.” She looked over at Paul, smiling at him. “Can’t have my boyfriend be a killjoy at parties.”

They both laughed and then Michelle sat on her camping chair, took her hiking boots off and took a big sip of her drink. “I’ve got to take a load of these feet and relax for a bit.”

Paul took out his phone and lost himself in one of his games. It started to get a little dark out and his mother was well into her third drink when Jenny popped in to the campsite.

“Hey!”

“Hey,” Paul and his mother said at the same time.

Jenny laughed. “You too do that all the time. You say things at the same time. I think you were destined to be together. Either way it’s too late now! You kissed in the clearing.” She laughed again. “Larry’s got the burgers on and the beer is ice cold. Come over when you’re ready.” Then she left as quickly as she had appeared.

Paul was getting extremely hungry and excited to have his first beer. “Ready?” he asked his mother.

“Yeah,” she said putting her cup away. “Let me get my flip flops on and change my top.”

Paul put his phone away and changed his shirt too. When his mother came out she walked right up to him, hooking her arm in his. “I’ll try to be more affectionate this evening so that Jenny lets us alone and doesn’t suspect anything.”

“Good idea,” Paul said, relishing the feeling of his mother’s arm in his and her heavenly, plump body pressed against his side. “Shall we?”

“Lead the way, good sir,” she said, and off they went.

Larry was busy at the grill when they got there and Jenny handed them both a cold beer. Paul took a quick sip before anyone could take it away from him again. He didn’t really like the taste but that was totally, beside the point.

Jenny pulled Michelle to the side to show her something in the camper and Paul walked over to help Larry.

“Hey champ.” Larry was pulling burgers off the grill.

“Hey,” Paul said, taking another sip of his beer. He was a real man now, drinking and hanging with other men at the grill. Life was good.

“Let me give you a tip,” Larry said.

“What’s that?”

“You and Michelle should do it in the clearing. You know?”

“Yeah,” Paul said, not really knowing and not really knowing what he wanted to do. He was having second thoughts about tonight in his mother’s tent.

“We’ll be up there. Oh, you can count on that. I’m giving Jenny a baby this weekend. You know? Michelle’s really into you, but you’re too uptight, man. You need to relax.”

“Yah, you’re right, I—” he stammered.

Larry put his hand on Paul’s shoulder. “Older women want romance. Okay?”

“Uh, okay,” Paul said, trying to sound manly.

Let’s eat!” Larry shouted, and Michelle and Jenny emerged from the RV.

The burgers were delicious. They ate together and then Larry got their campfire rolling, and the four of them sat around drinking more beer. Paul was already feeling a bit of a buzz off of his first one. He couldn’t imagine what it would be like to drink as much as his mother did. True to her word, his mother was snuggled right next to him and Paul had his arm around her.

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