A little too quickly

“That’s perfect then! You go and talk with Sarah while I get ready” Emma answered, holding your hand in her own before she attempted to drag you out of the room and down the stairs.

“You sure I can’t stay and watch you get ready?” you playfully asked, Emma not even bothering to answer as she continued to pull you into the hallway.

You were certain she wouldn’t change her mind now that she had everything planned out so you didn’t attempt to remove yourself from her grasp, only twisting yourself slightly away from her as you reached for your bag that you had left lying on the floor before Emma had jumped you. You were still holding the handcuffs and its key in your other hand so you rushed to put them in your bag, finally looking up once you were done to see a smile on Emma’s face that showed she was glad you were playing along with her dragging you around.

Knowing Emma, you expected her to try and comically throw you out of the house but instead, she just opened the door slightly to make sure nobody was around and then finally let go of your hand so that you could leave. The fact that she wasn’t rushing you out the door gave you time to say your goodbyes, even if you were only gonna be apart for an hour or two.

“Like I said, the only person who seems to have any expectations about this dinner is you so as long as you turn up, everything is going to be fine” you explained, throwing your bag over your shoulder and onto your back before facing Emma in the doorway.

“What are you gonna say to Sarah?” Emma asked, looking slightly nervous about how she might react.

“I’m not planning on giving her any specifics about your fetish so you don’t have to worry about that. I might mention that it's about our relationship so she isn’t as surprised when you tell her the truth but I’ll let you be the one to make the final decision.” you answered, letting her know she still had the choice of backing out if she wanted.

Emma nodded her head but she still looked anxious about both the conversation with Sarah and how the rest of the night would go. You placed a hand on her cheek before giving her one final kiss, wanting it to go on longer but knowing you needed to start heading back.

“Trust me it will be fine” you said, moving further out of the door and onto the front porch.

“I’ll see you later” you added, starting to walk down the path to the front yard, instead of cutting across the garden.

“Okay, love you” she replied, making you turn back to look at her and seeing her quickly slam the door shut in embarrassment.

“Love you too!” you shouted, hoping she would hear you even behind the closed door.

After a comment like that, a smile stayed stuck on your face for the rest of your short journey home and you felt like there was a spring in your step as you made your way towards your front door before you unlocked it.

You entered the house and took off your shoes, noticing a pair of sneakers that could only belong to Sarah. As you moved further into the house, you heard the sounds of pots and pans being used and went to investigate in the kitchen. Both the sounds and the alluring smell of whatever was being cooked was enough for you to make your way over and you saw Mom, wearing her apron and chopping away at the cutting board in front of her, her back facing away from you as you entered the kitchen. You weren’t sure if she had heard you come back home or if she was too rushed to go and check but it did give you an opportunity you couldn’t help but want to take.

Before she could turn around and catch you, you snuck up behind her and gently wrapped your arms around her waist in a hug, placing your chin or her bare shoulder to look over at what she was doing. She tensed in your arms at the contact but before she could react any more than that, you made sure she knew it was you.

“Smells good, what's for dinner?” you asked, trying to act casual, not being able to stop yourself from smiling when you saw her flustered expression.

“Jesus you nearly scared me half to ****! I am holding a knife you know, you should really be more careful” she replied, subconsciously relaxing back into your arms now that she knew what was going on.

“I’m sorry but can’t a boy give his Mom a hug these days” you joked back, squeezing her a little tighter but being extra careful not to annoy her too much while she had that knife in her hand.

“As if you're just a boy” she mumbled to herself, not expecting you to hear.

“What was that?” you asked, the smile on your face widening at her unexpected compliment.

“N-Nothing… Where’s Emma? Is she with you?” she responded, changing the topic and taking a quick look around to see if the two of you were being watched.

“She said she will come round later as she wanted to get changed after school” you answered, feeling her relax once again now that she knew the two of you were alone.

“Oh good…no that came out wrong. I mean, I'm not glad that she isn’t here, it's just that…” Mom replied in a fluster, fumbling her words as she tried to explain what she meant before you cut her off.

“It’s fine, I get what you mean” you interrupted, letting her calm down for a few seconds and then with you enjoying her reactions so much, throwing her another curveball to see she would deal with it.

“Have you thought about what I suggested this morning?” you asked, changing the topic rather abruptly from what Mom expected but she showed a much more composed reaction that what you had thought. Surprise or embarrassment were what you thought she would show given that you were referencing a much more casual relationship between the two of you when you managed to get the chance to be alone but Mom seemed prepared as if she expected you to ask about this.

“I have but now isn’t the right place to talk about this. After dinner I’ll come and find you and we can talk without the chance of someone just walking in. I don’t want a repeat of last night with Lucy” Mom responded, her anxiousness about getting caught sounding understandable considering you’d already had someone catch the two of you.

“Okay I’m fine with that if that's what you’ve decided” you said, letting the topic end as quickly as it started, still holding onto Mom’s waist from behind until she told you otherwise.

“As much as I enjoy the company, I think you're gonna have to let go of me if you want dinner any time soon” Mom said, making you finally give up on your hug as you let her leave your grasp.

“Oh and be careful if you see Sarah, she seemed a bit annoyed when she came in so I’d be careful if I were you” Mom added, reminding you of how you had left your sister at the end of the school day.

With Mom’s warning, you turned around to head upstairs and wondered if you would still be able to have a productive conversation with her given how you had ran away from her earlier.