Hard Night

The silence was nice, the feeling of closeness John felt to Brenda in the moment warmed his heart, and it reminded him how much he cared about his mother. Unfortunately, the quiet couldn’t last all night and Kathy soon returned with their meals; she did, however, make a swift exit allowing the two to enjoy their food undisturbed.

“Damn, that was nice, I’d eat here every day if I could,” John sighed happily.

“Oh? Don’t like my home-cooked meals?” Brenda teased.

John panicked a little. “What? No, no one can beat your cooking, obviously, but with the food and the change of scenery, plus the company… It’s just really good.”

Brenda laughed and finished her meal in time to watch the sun setting over the forest beyond the lake. The murmuring from the booth next to them had died down so John assumed they had left. It was extremely peaceful, and the stars had begun to twinkle into existence.

The silence was cut through as Brenda cleared her throat and reached her hand over to touch John’s. “You know, it’s been a long while since we went out and spent time together like this, just enjoying our time; I’ve really missed it.”

John laughed. “Yeah, it’s been a little while, and sorry that I’ve not been spending time with you this week, it’s been more than hectic.”

“You know, you can talk to me about anything, sweetie. I’m not asking you to introduce me or even describe her, but it seems like you have a lot on your mind, and if I can help at all, I want to,” Brenda reassured.

John sighed, “Yeah, I know, Mom. It’s just that I’m not sure if talking about it is going to help.”

Brenda smiled warmly while using her thumb to stroke the back of John’s hand. “It couldn’t hurt though, could it?”

John took a second to think about it. “Fine, the thing is, it’s nothing like any relationship I’ve ever imagined or seen on TV or anything. We met on Monday, and things have just gone from zero to sixty in no time at all, and I’m not saying that in a physical relationship kinda way. It kinda feels more like we’ve been best friends for years and one of us finally said something about how we feel. Does that make any sense at all?”

“Sweetie, I think I know exactly how you feel, it sounds like the exact way I felt about your dad.” Brenda smiled.

“Oh, well fuck me then! Let me guess, our family is cursed? Everyone gets into relationships fast and everything just falls apart? I mean, there is you and the excuse of a father I have, Aunt Alyssia and that asshole, was it the same with grandma and grandpa?” John whined. “Who’s going to play the part of that asshole then? Me or… well, yeah.”

“First off, language! I taught you better manners than that,” Brenda chastised. “Secondly, it was a commentary on how I felt, not how things turned out. Thirdly, Ali is just happy that she has Lee, just like I’m happy to have you, and finally, your grandparents had been together since childhood and married as soon as they were able to and they’re still probably together now.”

“S-sorry… I shouldn’t have said any of that, just bringing him up... The only positive things I have from him is that I am alive and that I have a good education, and even the education thing is because he had **** in the matter,” John grumbled.

“I guess maybe it wasn’t the best, but I still know how you feel, and just because you have strong emotions like that doesn’t mean that you should worry about it. The problem with my relationship was that it was one-sided; I had strong feelings towards him and he didn’t reciprocate those feelings. But from what you’ve said, you both feel the same way, right?”

“Yeah… I definitely think we feel the same,” John divulged.

“Well, maybe she feels the same in regards to unease of how quickly things are going? You should talk to her about it, and it might make you both feel less anxious.” Brenda smiled.

“I guess I should. That’s not the only thing bothering me, though, and I’m pretty sure she doesn’t feel conflicted or anything about this part… but I’m not sure if I should bring it up, it’s kinda… private.” John squirmed.

“Private? More private than the time I had to put your… used sock into the washing machine? Or more private than earlier when you showered with me in the bathroom?” Brenda prodded.

John fell silent, and red completely covered his face.

Brenda let out a chuckle. “Sweetie, I’m not trying to embarrass you, I’m just saying that just because it is private doesn’t mean it has to be embarrassing; for example, everyone masturbates, sweetie, even me. Like I said the other day, things are only awkward or embarrassing if we make them that way.”

John’s awkwardness kept him silent and **** him to stare at the table.

“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, sweetie. If you don’t want to tell me, that’s fine, but I’m always more than happy to try helping you no matter what is bothering you,” Brenda reassured him.

The two settled back into silence while staring at the reflection of the moon on the water's surface, listening to the sound of nature around them.

John sighed, finally deciding to speak up again. “Okay, so she said she wanted us to have an open relationship and I agreed…”

Brenda jumped slightly at the silence breaking. “Oh, I see... and you aren’t comfortable sharing her? Or you don’t want to cheat on her? Or are you possibly worried that the number of partners she has will be very different to the amount you have?”

“I don’t know. I mean, I know I won’t get jealous that she might be with someone else, I’d have probably told her that I didn’t want that kind of relationship if there was a possibility she might be with other guys, but she already told me she’s not interested in that. And she’s been encouraging me to… well, you know. I just don’t know how I feel about it, is all. I’m sure any other guy in my position would be ecstatic. This is probably going to sound really dumb and probably naive, but I always kinda pictured the first girl that I ever got into a relationship, would probably be my only relationship,” John explained.

“That’s not naive at all, sweetie, that’s actually very cute and romantic. I’m not quite sure that I know what is bothering you, though. But what I would say is that you should think about the aspects of how your relationship works, think about the things you know you are okay with, and then try to narrow down what you think might be bothering you. Once you know what exactly it is that is bothering you, maybe you should bring it up with her,” Brenda said.

His mom always did seem to have something helpful to say even if it didn’t help in the then and now; John decided that maybe it would be a good idea to think about it, but not right now. The two finished their drinks and John smiled at Brenda. “Wanna head home? We can watch a movie or something if you’d like?”

Brenda smiled and nodded, standing up. The two of them headed downstairs, and Brenda pulled John into the restaurant side of the building, where she quickly made her way over to the counter and was greeted by Eric, “Hey, hope you two had a great meal and a nice night?”

“We did, Eric, thanks. It was a much-needed change.” Brenda smiled. “How much do I owe you?”

“Well, I would like to say nothing, but I know you, so obviously I can’t say that.” Eric rolled his eyes.

“Obviously.” Brenda gave him a look that said it was non-negotiable.

“So that would be $45.79, BUT since you are standing your ground on paying, I’m standing my ground on giving you the family discount, so that’ll be $36.50,” he said firmly.

“Fine, but I’m giving both you and Kathy a tip,” Brenda negotiated.

“Nope, we don’t do tips here. $35 final offer,” Eric stated.

“You said $36.50 a second ago,” Brenda complained.

“Well it changed ‘cos you tried to change it, now either hand over the $30 or it’s gonna keep dropping in price,” Eric said smiling at the snickering John.

Brenda huffed, pulled out her purse, and handed Eric $30 exactly.

“Thank you very much. Make sure to go say goodbye to Kathy before you leave, she’s in the kitchen.” Eric motioned to the door behind the bar.

“I’ll be back in a minute, sweetie,” Brenda smiled.

Eric watched Brenda vanish into the kitchen before turning back to John. “You and your mother definitely need to start coming back here a little more often, we’ve really missed you guys, and we’ve been worried about you too. Don’t let this much time pass before visiting again, please. I miss Brenda and my favourite godson.”

John laughed. “I’ll try and make sure we visit a little more often, though things have gotten a little crazy in the last week so I can’t promise anything.”

“That’s all I ask,” Eric chuckled.

Brenda emerged from the kitchen with Kathy behind her. She walked over to Eric while Kathy quickly rounded the counter and pulled John in for a hug. “See you soon, kiddo. You make sure to look after your mom.”

“See you soon, and I always do,” John smiled.

After their goodbyes, John and Brenda got into the uber John had ordered and they had a quiet ride home.

Almost as soon as they entered the house, Brenda made a b-line for the couch, flopping backwards over the armrest. “Sweetie, would you please be a dear and pull my heels off, my feet are starting to get sore,” Brenda whined while wiggling her feet in John’s direction.

John laughed; it’d been a while since he’d actually seen his mother tipsy like this. She didn’t have to have a drink to have a good time, but when she enjoyed herself, she tended to have a little and it was always a different kind of tipsy than drinking to ease stress.

“Sure thing, Mom. Want me to get you a drink and give you a foot massage while I’m at it?” John joked.

“Oh, you are such a sweetie. I’ll take a rain check on that drink but I’d love a massage,” Brenda bubbled. She shuffled herself further onto the couch until her back was supported by the other couch arm.

John sighed but let out a chuckle as his sarcasm was lost. As he walked over, he grabbed the tv remote from the console table behind the couch and switched to a random station. ’Local news, damn it’s always so boring. Guess there could be worse background noise,’ he thought. As he moved around to the front of the couch, Brenda lifted her legs and inadvertently showed John between her legs, though to his relief and disappointment, all he could see was the crotch of her leggings.

He sat down, and Brenda brought her legs back down to lay her feet across John’s lap. “I love you so much, sweetie, you always treat your old mom so well.” Brenda smiled.

John pulled off Brenda’s shoes and tossed them to the side of the couch` before getting to work. He massaged her absentmindedly, and the two were quiet for a time, then Brenda let out a moan.

John continued but tried to focus on other things, one of them being the TV.

We are urged yet again to warn residents of Springfield to stay away from the woodland area of Umber Park, especially during the night.

Police have reason to believe a dangerous animal, possibly a chimpanzee, is loose in the area after the mangled body of a man was found in the early hours of the morning.

A knife was found nearby the victim which is presumed to be a weapon the victim pulled out in defence, though unfortunately, the creature seemed to be unimpaired by the weapon. It is believed that the creature managed to disarm then disrobe the victim before targeting the genitals which lines up with other reported chimpanzee attacks.

The victim died of blood loss so it is believed that the animal left the victim before returning to maul his head and torso.

Law enforcement say it is unlikely to be a human imitation of an animal attack due to the brutality and **** of the attack.

Police and animal control have yet to find evidence of the creature staying in the area, but continue the search.

’Well, that’s a really shitty way to go,’ John thought before turning his attention to his mother who seemed engrossed in the massage he was giving.

“Thank you, sweetie, that felt amazing, how about we watch a movie?” Brenda asked, pulling her feet back and placing them on the floor. “Hope you don’t mind me taking my jacket off to get comfortable?”

“Sure, a movie sounds great, and honestly I’m surprised you didn’t take that thing off as soon as you got into the house,” John laughed.

Brenda stood. “Mind helping me out of the jacket too?”

John shook his head with a smile but got up and took hold of the shoulders of her jacket. He was painfully unprepared for the view, however; the first thing he noticed was that Brenda’s turtleneck was sleeveless, then as the jacket pulled away, her entire back was exposed. The sweater perfectly showed off her figure.

He had seen virgin killer sweaters online but he never in a million years expected to see his mother of all people in one. She turned, and John got a perfect view of her side boob and plump stomach. Ellie’s body was perfect but something made him twitch about a girl… or woman with a little extra cushioning. Now Brenda was far from fat, she was curvy with a bit of a tummy, she was the perfect example of a milf.

Although incredibly curious, John didn’t dare even ask about her choice of clothing; instead, he chose to hide the growing problem in his trousers by quickly slumping back onto the couch and sitting in a way that mostly hid the protrusion. He wasn’t let off easy, however, as Brenda joined him and decided to cuddle up to his side, pulling his arm around her to rest on her stomach.

Brenda watched the movie while John struggled to keep his eyes off his mother. He kept glancing to the side seeing her bare side boob pushed against his shirt. His hand was over her sweater but he could feel the warmth coming from her plush stomach. And at some point, Brenda had managed to worm one arm around his back while placing the other hand on his thigh.

For over an hour John sat painfully erect, unable to fully hide the bulge in his trousers. Eventually, he noticed that the movie had finished, seeing the last of the end credits. He quickly untangled himself from Brenda and darted for the staircase.

Climbing to the mini balcony of the staircase he looked back to his mother who smiled at him, almost in a smug way. “Goodnight sweetie, sleep tight.”

He offered a polite smile back before racing up the rest of the staircase. His door all but slammed as he unequipped his clothing. Frustrated with a hard-on pointing at the ceiling. As he took hold of it, his mind immediately turned to his mother which caused him to physically recoil. He took out his phone and looked for porn but his mind yet again turned to his mother, thinking about how her boob pressed against him. Frustrated he put his phone on his nightstand, covered himself with his blankets, then willed himself to sleep setting his internal clock to wake him up on time.

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