“Sounds good. Let me get showered and dressed and I’ll meet you in the dining room,” replied Maureen.
“Great,” was all John said before leaving the room.
John pulled the handbrake as he pulled up outside the house. Maureen turned to him and kissed her son. “”Thank you, sweetheart, for a wonderful night. It was really special.” she said.
“You’re more than welcome, Mum. Like I said before, you’re pretty special yourself. Until next week then?”
“Of course,” responded John’s mum who kissed her son before getting out and waving him goodbye.
So it was that mother and son engaged in their wildest sexual fantasies and desires.
***
It was some weeks later and John had just arrived home from work and felt tired and sticky. He was looking forward to a refreshing shower. As he was drying off he was surprised when the doorbell rang. He was very surprised when he saw who it was.
“Mum, Dad, It’s good to see you. Come on in,” he said as he ushered his parents into his little living room. “So what do I owe this?” he asked.
“Well, we thought we’d take you to dinner,” responded Dan.
“What are we celebrating?” asked John with a smile.
Dan looked at his wife. “He’s forgotten,” he said to her.
“Forgotten what?” asked John rather puzzled.
“Happy birthday, John,” replied Maureen as she hugged her son.
John blushed and slapped his head. “You’re right. I had quite forgotten,” he said.
“Well, get dressed and we’ll wine and dine you at the Imperial, responded Dan.
“Thanks, but there’s no need…” said John.
“It’ll be our pleasure, Son,” replied Dan.
John sighed. “Ok, give me a few minutes,” he answered.
It was while John was in his bedroom getting dressed that Maureen noticed a DVD on the table. She smiled as she read the title. She quickly hid it under the papers when John returned to the living room. It was an enjoyable night for all three.
***
On the Friday evening following his birthday John sat patiently in his car at the shopping centre car park as usual. When he saw his mother coming he was a little surprised at her appearance. She was donning a very long overcoat that reached to her ankles. His mother clearly didn’t want John to see what she wore underneath.
John kissed his mother’s cheek as she got in.
“Trust me,” said Maureen as she perceived her son’s puzzled look.
John just shook his head with a smile as he started the engine and drove to their usual hotel.
“Ah, Mrs Collins,” said the manageress as she handed Maureen a key.
“Thank you,” responded Maureen as she observed an agreed signal from her.
This wasn’t lost on John. “What are you up to, Mum?” he asked suspiciously.
“We’re going to celebrate your birthday,” responded Maureen.
“I thought we just did?” asked John.
Maureen said nothing. She just smiled as they got into the elevator to the second floor and headed to the same room they had shared for the past several weeks.
When they entered John was more than surprised when he saw a young woman in her mid twenties sitting on the bed.
“John, this Sasha. She’s here to help me celebrate your birthday,” Maureen said.