“I respect what has come before me,” Maria said, “but I also know that it has to evolve to continue to thrive. Tell me, what is your favorite piece of art?”
“Plancia Magna,” I said without hesitation even as I looked around for Mom, but she was nowhere to be seen.
“Without a doubt the most beautiful sculpture ever,” Maria offered, reflecting my own belief of the piece. “You know, when the sculpture was first erected …” and she went on to fill my ears with one interesting fact after another. We talked a few hours, and then she took her leave.
Mom was waiting at the door when I returned from walking Maria to her car. “So, what do you think?” she asked.
“What can I say, Mom? She’s beautiful, charming, knowledgeable, and pleasant to be around.”
“Does that translate to you liking her?”
“Is that what you want for me, Mom? To like someone else?”
“No,” she answered. “I want you to love someone else, Jeremy.”
“What? Why?”
Mom chuckled. “Oh, don’t act so extreme. Come, sit with me on the couch.” I did. “You have
your whole life ahead of you, Jeremy. I want you to fall in love with a nice girl, get married, and have lots of babies. I also want that to never interfere with what you and I have. Just as I did with my father, I want you and I to continue to make love for years to come, and we will if you know how to make it work.” She kissed me. “You know how deeply for you my love runs, Jeremy. I will always be here for you, with you, but it has to be with the understanding that you lead the life you were meant to lead, and I believe that Maria can be what you need to make that happen.”
I thought that over, then said, “Okay, Mom. I understand. I’ll open myself up to the possibility, but first …” I gently lay her back, reached under her dress, and removed her panties.
“And what do you think you’re doing?”
“I’m going to make love to the woman I love.”
“Your father will be home soon, Jeremy.”
“Then promise me that you’ll look him dead in the eye when you tell me to keep going.”
“Only if you promise to take it extra slow and make it last.”
I smiled, then lowered my head to her pussy. The truth is, just the idea of Dad catching us was such a turn-on that I didn’t even last five minutes. Mom promised to see me in my room around midnight, so that was something to look forward to.
I finally began college. Not only was the experience even more than I expected, but I actually had Maria in two of my classes. We bonded quickly, and by Thanksgiving we were officially a couple. She was a good girl. I think Mom was wise in choosing her. Also by Thanksgiving, Mark and Johnny had found their respective ways out of my life. I just had too much going on, as did Stephen. It was sad in a way, but some relationships just weren’t meant to last.
Mom’s operation went well. Yeah, it was ten weeks of torture, not being able to be with her, but Maria helped make up for that. Yes, we used protection. Neither of us, so early into our college years, were ready for a baby.
Upon semester’s end, Stephen graduated with his Masters and took his rightful place at his mother’s side. The two ran the business better than his father ever did, growing to the point of going public. Privately, neither Stephen nor his mother wanted another, they were living as husband and wife, and that notion suited them well. As a side note, Stephen’s mother has stopped drinking and popping Prozac and has been clean for almost ten years.