“How do you get mothers to mate with their sons? I can see it’d be easy to convince the sons, but mothers aren’t sex-crazed like teenage boys.”
“Some are tougher than others, but I have methods to achieve my goals. I have access to information that helps me persuade the couples. If you want to pursue this, I’ll explain in detail what to do.”
I could only nod, unable to verbally tell anyone I wanted more than anything to be with my mother. She methodically laid out the steps to initiate the process before I left for home.
*****
Staring at Mom’s glowing face at dinner triggered a daydream of what it’d feel like to be together as lovers. Those appealing, down-curved, full lips were enough to release a flow of blood to my groin. Suddenly, I was shaken out of my fantasy.
“Jason! Eat your dinner before it gets cold.”
“Sorry, Mom. I was trying to decide what to do this weekend. Ethel scheduled an event and doesn’t need me to show up. We’re free to do something fun.”
“Really? An event? What kind of business would she have to do on a Saturday?”
“It’s a contest she sponsors. The Grand Prize is an all-inclusive week’s vacation at a secluded estate in Hawaii, so it’s a pretty big deal. Second place is a week in San Diego and third is a week in Vail.”
“Those prizes sound good. How do they win?”
“It’s a battery of tests on how well mothers and sons know each other.”
Mom’s eyebrows lifted as her expression turned to puzzlement. “As close as we are, there would be no competition. Too bad I have a work project I need to work on. Most of my weekend will be tied up.”
“It doesn’t matter. The entry fee is two thousand dollars. That’s a lot of money to risk.”
“Wow, you’re right. It must be a bunch of her rich friends who compete.”
She couldn’t hide her disappointment at missing out on a fun activity with her son. I added, “I almost forgot to tell you. She invited us to dinner Friday night.”
With my first step in place, I switched topics as we finished eating. It was up to Ethel now.
Friday night finally arrived and we showed up promptly at the mansion. Mom was impeccably dressed again. Her legs had the usual effect on me as Rebecca escorted us to the dining room. Not long into the meal, Mom asked, “Ethel, I hear you’re sponsoring a mother and son contest this weekend. I didn’t realize you held such events.”
“Yes, I am. It’s a fun experience and it’s surprising how many mothers and sons don’t know much about each other. Come to think of it, one of the couples dropped out today. Why don’t you and Jason join us in the morning and see for yourself?”
“Thanks for the offer, but Jason informed me of the entry fee. We couldn’t possibly afford it, and even if we could, I have work to do for the business this weekend.”
Ethel grinned, knowing she was closing in. “I’d waive the fee for you. Consider it a bonus for all the years Jason has helped me. It would please me if you’d attend, at least for the first day.”
Mom’s expression softened. She knew she couldn’t argue with the older, stronger-willed woman. Mom stuttered, “I guess it wouldn’t hurt. My work can be postponed until Sunday, allowing us to participate through Saturday. We wouldn’t be able to complete it with my work on Sunday. If you have another couple to attend, it’d be better to invite them.”
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