We had told each other of previous boyfriends and girlfriends, but that one night with the mom was never mentioned. She didn’t seem like the girl I could tell a story like that to.
When semester breaks came up, she went home to visit her family and I went home to visit mine. Our relationship was getting really serious and soon it was time to visit her parents to ask them for their daughters hand.
Our parents knew that our relationship existed. We had both talked to each others parents on the phone when we phoned to talk to each other.
A long weekend was coming up and my girlfriend had a major paper to write. I made up an excuse and told her that I was going home, but in reality, I had phoned her parents to see if I could visit them.
They had been expecting the call to come and so on the Thursday after my classes I said goodbye to my girlfriend, got in the car and headed to her house.
The drive was a long one, but after hours of being on the road I pulled up to the address. It takes a lot of courage to park the car and walk up to your potential in laws house to meet them alone for the first time.
It was late, but her father was up. Her mother and sisters had already gone to bed. We shook hands as he welcomed me in. He offered me a beer and we got to know each other.
When the second round of drinks were over he showed me to my room (my girlfriend’s room) and wished me goodnight.
The next morning when I woke up, I showered and got dressed. I could not hear anyone in the house. The dad did say that he and the other two daughters would be out some time in the morning, but the mom would be home.
When I entered the kitchen, the first thing I saw was a lady in a silky white robe standing at the kitchen sink with her back to me. I thought I was loud enough, but when I said good morning, she startled with surprise.
She turned around and for the first time in years we laid eyes upon each other since that Friday night. We were both in shock. We stood there not saying anything when we heard the door open from the garage.
The dad and sisters were back from their errands and they brought in groceries. Dad introduced everyone to me and then asked me to help carry in whatever was left from the car. I was afraid that when I went back in that I’d either get my ass kicked or be asked to leave and never to marry their daughter.
When I reentered the house, the mom and dad were talking about their morning. I caught the mom’s eye and she gave me the “it’s okay look”. I helped out around the house and in the yard, the mom and I were never alone all day long.
As the day progressed I started to wonder if anything would be said from the mom to me about that night. For all I knew, that night with me was not the first or last night the mom spent fucking around with or without her husband’s knowledge.
By the time supper rolled along, we were all eating and the mom asked me what brought me into town. She gave me the opportunity to ask them the question.
I explained that their daughter and I loved each other very much and wished all of their permission to marry her. The two sisters were crying and the dad told their mom that he won the bet. Champagne was brought out and we all toasted to the potential engagement.