By the time we exited the cinema it was roughly quarter to five, which meant dad’s plane was scheduled to land in a little under two hours. Mom wanted to make sure she looked her supreme best before he arrived, so we decided to head back home. We got into the car and drove out of the mall. But about two-hundred yards down the road, as we got stopped by a traffic light, something caught mom’s eye.
“Nick, pull in here.” She pointed in the direction of a C shaped building that was made up of stores. I think it was a shopping centre. And if it was, then it was a dodgy looking shopping centre.
“What, what is it?”
“You’ll see.” Mom smiled mischievously and then looked through the passenger window.
I didn’t like where this was going. But what can you do? After the light finally turned green I steered the car into the shopping centre and parked it into an empty space. We hopped out thereafter and mom led the way to whatever had grasped her interest.
She stopped at the entrance of a store which caused my jaw to drop and eyes to widen. Its windows were covered by black sheets and its name was written in big bold, illuminated, red and yellow letters. It was an adult’s store! No wonder why she didn’t want to tell me, because if she had I would’ve driven right past the shopping centre.
“Mom, there’s no way I’m stepping into that store with you.”
“Oh Nicky, please don’t start with this childish behaviour again.” Mom’s hand was on the gate of the store’s entrance. “I wanna see if I can get anything fun in here.”
“Okay, first of all; stop calling me ‘Nicky’. You know how much I hate it when you call me that. And secondly; haven’t you bought enough stuff for today?”
“Please Nick.” She pouted her lips and batted her eyes.
“It’s not gonna work this time, mom.” I folded my arms.
“Okay then, how about this.” She removed her hand from the gate. “What was that thing you said to me during lunch?” Mom used an index finger to tap on her chin as her eyes rolled upwards. “Oh yea, ‘it’s a son’s job to make his mother happy’. Well…this would make me very happy.” She nodded like a kid hopped up on candy.
Aww man. Why did I have to open my big mouth? “Okay, fine. But can we please make this quick.”
“Yay!” Mom smiled and pulled the gate of the store open once they buzzed us in.
In the centre of the small, purple carpeted store stood two large parallel shelves that held up rows and rows of hardcore porn DVDs. And its walls were mounted by all kinds of kinky merchandise; dildos, vibrators, whips, chains, collars, paddles, blow-up dolls, nurse uniforms, police officer uniforms, French-maid outfits, whip cream and…you see where I’m going with this, right? It was a circus!
Be that as it may, I felt a boner coming on as I walked past this one toy. I’m not sure what it was called, but it was of a girl’s torso and lower region, which was pushing its ass cheeks apart and presenting an alluring looking asshole.
I shook my head and needed to find a way to suppress my imminent erection, because now for the second time in one day I was in danger of mom catching me with one. I quickly made my way over to the dildos’ and vibrators’ section. I figured there was no way on earth a fake cock could get me aroused. And I was right.
“Hey!” Mom came out of nowhere, startling me in the process. “I think I found something that might interest you.” Her right arm came up with a DVD titled ‘Anal Sluts #19’.
“Mom!” I’d never been so shocked in my life.
“What?” She laughed.
“I don’t watch that stuff.”
“Oh, please.” Mom had a sly look on her face. “Do you think I’ve never been on your computer before? You really should think of something other than ‘password’ as a password. It’s pretty cliché.”
I was lost for words.
“Want me to get this for you or not?” She raised her eyebrows and tilted her head.
I let out a sigh and felt rather defeated. “No.” I shook my head.
“Your loss.” Mom shrugged and placed the movie on a shelf. “My stuff’s already on the counter. Let’s get out of here.”
Fuck, I need a cigarette. I looked at the ceiling. This day was becoming a little too much. I exited the store thereafter but didn’t have enough time for a smoke, because not too long after I made my exit mom followed suit-with her handbag and bag of sex goods in hand-and smoking in her presence was something I never did.
