Byes and Drives

Jace Hollis -

"Yeah mom we were cuddling..." I sarcasm before addressing the degenerates. "See you later faggots. You can have your cuddle time without me." I expect them to rib me back, but they play it cool to impress my mom.

"We just love your son, Mrs.Hollis..." Said Gavin as he pulled me back into a group hug with the trio of smiling schemers.

"Ms. Hollis," piped up Chance. "You raised a good one." He said buttering her up and making a point that they knew about the divorce. How the fuck did they know?

"Sure did." Beamed Blake, smiling that lady-stealing smile as he hugged me extra tight. "Even got your beautiful looks."

"Fuck off!" I say, throwing them off of me and making me way towards Ella.

"Now boys." She tutted, waggling a slender finger. "That's a lot of glazing... is there a pitch incoming?"

"No mam." Chance said, crossing his hands in front of himself like Oliver Twist, simultaneously showing off his muscles and looking meek. "We're just excited to come over tomorrow. Are you making anything nice?" The boys leaned forward taking in her every word.

"For you boys... sure." She said, gracefully, pretending to think about it with those long eyelashes fluttering. They literally 'OOOed' at her response and I swear you could hear my eyes roll.

"Alright, bye guys. Bye. Seriously, bye! Let's leave these virgins alone." I say, forcefully pulling my mom away from them by her thin waist, her slender legs tiptoeing as she turned her golden hair and waived goodbye.

"I fuck a lot Ms. H." Chimed in Gavin defensively at my last comment, causing my mom's carefully placed smile to break into a barely contained laugh and a look of disbelief at me.

She mouthed "What?"

"Me too'" said Blake as we walked away.

"Me too even more. " Said Chance when we were almost out of range of their antics.

The car door slammed with a certain silence, only broken by hum of the engine that could never reach it's full potential in a sports car on suburban streets.

"So... what was that about?" Mom broke the silence, with a sideways glance and a grin that knew something was up.

"What do you mean?"

She placed a hand on my knee. "Jace... I've been hit on before. Why are your friends acting like it's open season and I'm the doe-eyed fawn?" She squeezed my leg playfully. "Hmm...?"

I took a deep breath and stared into those bright blue eyes. "Well, they kept saying how hot you were. So I'm told them to shut the fuck up..."

"Hmm..." She furrowed those eyebrows and checked the road. "And...?"

"Well, they escalated and then made a bet that whoever..." I looked at the passing road hoping it would carry away my frustration, not really wanting to say it. "Whoever fucked you first would get 1000 dollars."

I turned to face her, my own visage colored red in embarrassment and anger. I didn't even notice I was clenching my fists until she placed her soft fingers on mine and held my gaze, a knowing smile on her face, all her grace and poise on display. "Well, I'm tickled, but there's only one man in my life." She said, defusing my anger in a line before leaning over to kiss my cheek and drive off down our private road.

"So, you're not bothered?" I ask as we pull up to the house.

She snorted as if they were below her. "They care sure try." She said, hopping out of the car. "After all..." She said leaning forward as her hand lay on top of the car door, just enough that I could see the roundness of her breasts as she winked at me. "It's awful presumptuous of them... Clearly your a shoe in for $3000." She said like it was a given and not a world changing line. I just stammered for a second, before she snapped me out of my dumfounded state, "C'mon kiddo, dinner's ready inside." And she walked her ass inside like my world hadn't somehow changed.

You see, I had never thought of my mom that way... never even had a sexual thought about my mom. She was a beautiful woman, sure, but she raised me and with that was a completely different love, a caretaker's love. We had shared in life and she had been double the parent to make up for dad's absence. Now they were divorced and it was like something was different. We hadn't discussed it yet, but I knew it was there. Some absence in her that she had let go. Some desire in her that she obtained.

I guess I just didn't expect mom to say something like that. So, glib about a facet of life that carried so much weight... and here I was staring at her ass as she walked up the stairs and wondering if she meant it or was joking... and why did I have to question the latter?

And why am I still staring at her ass?

And why am I actually thinking that its nice?

I turned away, smacked my face, and got out of the car. What the fuck?