Different cars for the audition

According to the paper the auditions were to start the following day around noon down at the Regent Theater. I left work early and headed home. "Hi mom, are you ready to go?" I said as I entered the house. I found my mother dressed in slacks, white blouse which looked as though she poured it over her body. She wore red lipstick it was thankfully a subdued red and not glaring. "Are you nervous?"

My mother turned to me and smiled. "Only a little, you know how I get when I go for these auditions." She picked up her pocketbook from the table. "I think we should take separate cars and I will use my maiden name, I will be Mary Anne May and you of course will still be Jimmy Brooks."

Although I had done a few stock shows I had never acted with my mother so today assuming that the casting director liked us this would be the first time. As we walked out to our respective cars I stopped and asked my mother a question that I wanted an answer to. "Mom, why hasn't dad ever been involved in local theater like you?"

"Your father thinks it is beneath him and I suspect that he may have a girlfriend on the side that he sees while I am at the theater doing a show."

My father cheating on my mom? He must be out of his mind, how could he cheat on someone as beautiful and sexy as my mother? I simply shook my head and got in my car (A '64 Mustang).

My mother and I arrived at the Regent Theater parking lot with in seconds of one another and we entered through the front doors. The theater had been refurbished back to its glory days of the late twenties and early thirties. Mirrors on the walls as you enter the lobby gleamed under the lights shining from a chandelier that seemed to gleam with crystals. "Wow, they really fixed this place up didn't they?" My mother nodded her head in agreement.

"We have to go through here to the stage." She told me pointing to the doors between the lobby and the theater proper.

We entered the theater proper and walked up to and then climbed the steps onto the stage. Much to my surprise there were not a whole lot of people trying out for parts in the new play. I wondered if there was something that I had missed after all often times there would be a good number of amateur players who good, bad or in between came out just to enjoy being part of a play. I heard a noise someplace in the darkened corner stage left. "Welcome one and all my name is Stanley Roe star of stage and screen." From the shadow strolled an average sized man with graying hair and at least to my ear an effected English accent. "I am in your beautiful town to put on a new play, well not really new but an adaptation of a play. This is the second round of tryouts." The man was all smiles.

Before the appearance of S. Roe my mother and I had filled out two cards with our names and acting experience. Not really the usual way to do things but we did as we were asked. Stanley picked up two cards from the table in front of him he waved the cards with a flourish and called out my name and my mother's. For a moment I had forgotten that she was using her maiden name.

Stanley put two chairs around the table. "The two of you are to pretend that you are lovers and you are about to have your first breakfast together. I tried not to blush pretending to have breakfast at home would be easy but pretending that I am Mary Anne May's lover is another problem all together. "Okay I will give you ten minutes to work your scene through."

It was a tiny bit awkward at first but my mom who had some practice at being an actress took the lead. "Good morning honey, breakfast is ready." She said as she pretended to put food on the table. I asked her what we were about to have and she said. "Well, since this is our first morning together I thought that I would make your favorite French Toast."

The two of us did our ten minutes my mother kissed me on the cheek and we left the table heading stage left. "That wasn't bad at all not bad at all. You two looked very comfortable together. Do you know each other well?"

"Not really, we met for the first time when we entered the theater." I said after all my mother was using her maiden name. "I felt a bit nervous though after all we just met."

"Well, I think the two of you were perfect, just perfect."

While Stanley Roe put the other actors through the same test my mother and I stood off stage watching. "Damn that was close, I wasn't sure how to kiss you mom." I said softly so that no one else could hear.

"I think a pretend kiss on the lips would be just fine honey don't forget that as far as anyone here is concerned I am not your mother."

After forty minutes had passed S. Roe stood center stage. "I think all of you did really well." He shuffled the index cards in his hands. "I want Mary Anne May and Jim Brooks to be a team." I thought what the hell is he talking about team? This is not a sporting event as far as I knew. "Right now they will be my main couple in this play but there are others who will be just as important."

"Excuse me Stanley but what is the name of this play? What is it about?" One of the other actors asked.

"Ah yes, the play." Stanley said not really looking at any of us. "It is a take off of several plays actually. It is part Oedipus and part love story. There will be of course some nudity involved so if any of you wish to leave you may do so now."

If my mother was feeling uncomfortable she didn't show it. I had no doubt that she could handle the nudity which would be called for but the Oedipus that was a different matter. As much as I wanted to see my mother in the nude the idea that we would have to pretend to be real life lovers was going beyond anything I ever dreamed of.

"Uhm, that doesn't sound like a play that many people in this town will want to see." I ventured not daring to look at my mother. I was afraid that I would not only blush but with my luck have an erection at the same time. "What is the name of this play?"

"It will be all make believe and yes you are right that most of this town will not be interested in our little play, the audience will be most discerning I assure you. The play is called "The Prisoner."

I wasn't feeling all that assured but my mother seemed to take it all in stride. "Mom, this can't be any ordinary play." I whispered in her ear.

"Don't worry darling, I am sure everything will be fine." She said.

"That is the name of the play?" I asked. "I know the book but..."

"Don't worry Jimmy it isn't the book, this is a different version."

Once we returned to the house my mother and I sat in the kitchen talking. "So far there is no script that I have seen." I said. "I don't know much about this guy at all other than he was a bit player and not much more than that." I was wondering to myself if he hadn't done a porn movie or two. I would have to ask my friends about him.

With rehearsals this after noon I had hopes of finding a script waiting for us. Once on stage we found scripts and each one had our names on them. One was marked with my name and the others of course had their own but there was one extra script and that had my mother's name as well as my own. I walked over to where Roe was talking to one of the other cast members. "Excuse me Stanley but why are their two names on this script?"

"What? Oh yes that is a special script for you and Mary Anne May but you don't need that right now." He took the script from me.

As I skimmed through the pages of the script the dialog did not seem normal. All I could do was wait for further developments.

"The way we will do this," Stanley said as he set up various chairs and tables that represented where things such as walls and desks would be once the full dress rehearsal takes place. We were about to find out what kind of weird play Roe had in mind. The first on stage will be our two stars Mary Anne May and James Brooks." Stan pauses for effect. "Miss May, you will pretend to be handcuffed as Jimmy leads you towards the table which is where the make believe cell will be."

My mother seemed to hesitate for a moment after all this sounded like a bondage thing and not a play but I have to give her credit for be game she followed me to the table. "Now bend her over the table." Roe instructed. "You will tell her that she has been bad so she needs to be punished by spending time in a cell. The prisoner's name will be Sue and you can read more in the script after we do a run through."

I was supposed to search Sue's body which meant that I had to run my hands over her buttocks and between my mother's legs. So there I stood over my hot mom who is now bent over the table the velcro handcuffs keeping my mother's hands behind her back. Since this was all an act I rubbed my mother's buttocks pretending to search for weapons or whatever and quickly moved my hands over her legs trying not to think about putting them between my mom's thighs. I was relieved when Stan said I could stop. I helped my mother up from the table releasing the velcro strap from her wrist.

"Not bad, not bad but you should have been a little more aggressive in your searching of the prisoner." Stan said. "Spank her buttocks as a punishment for being sent to your jail."

"Stan, what is the prisoner supposed to have done?" I said.

"Still working on that." Stan said. "Right now the prisoners have information that is needed and you and the others have to get that information any way they can."

While the other actors took the stage my mother and I walked off the stage. "Mom, I'm sorry that I touched your butt," I said. My face felt warm as I spoke. "I didn't know that this would happen."

"It's okay honey remember this is just a play." She said, I reminded her that he wanted me to spank her buttocks she simply patted my hand. "Don't worry about a thing, it will be all right for you to spank my bottom just don't do it hard okay?"

After a short break Stan called my mother and me back onto the stage. Once again I was instructed to have my mother bend over the table but I should show a little more enthusiasm for my job. I spanked my mother's buttocks three or four times and each time she gasped just a little. I noticed that Stan was nodding his head seemingly pleased with my efforts. Much to my surprise my mother had a smile on her face.

Once we arrived at home I took my mother aside and told her how sorry I was about spanking her so hard. "Mom, I am not sure about this play it doesn't sound right somehow."

"Don't worry, you just have the jitters that's all." She said. "We will have to practice before rehearsals tomorrow."

"Practice spanking? We really don't have any lines to speak at least not yet."

"You have to learn how to spank so you don't hurt me honey but we can work on that tomorrow."

I looked up S. Roe on the internet but I found almost nothing on him so I called a friend who seems to know about every actor in the movies, TV or on stage. The word was that Stanley Roe was a really small time actor with mostly off Broadway shows. "So far off," my friend said. "You would need a Star Chart just to find your way home. He did do two shows on Broadway itself but his parts were just walk on and walk off."

I wanted to tell my mother but I wasn't sure that she would believe me. My cell phone rang. "One more thing," my friend said. "From what I remember S.Roe did some porn movies and not just the popcorn porn, he did hardcore stuff."

Things just kept getting worse by the moment and I was afraid to tell my mother. Trying to do a play that seemed more porn than theater with no real script yet and my mother said that I should practice spanking her. I know that I was slowly loosing my mind and yet spanking my mother's beautiful ass was tempting.

I went to bed and had a dream where I was spanking my mother's naked buttocks and she was begging me to keep it going. I awoke with a raging hard on.