Make her more receptive.

Well, in for a penny... You idly spin the ring on your fingers, contemplating your next words, "Your lips tingle and your nipples harden whenever you think about how handsome your son is. Skin on skin contact with your son is like a highschool crush being close to you. You feel safe when in your sons arms." The ring vibrates as your finger pokes out of the refrigerator.

A little bit of railroading should be fine, not like you couldn't fix things afterwards if they didn't go your way. Feeling excited, you sidle into the living room and plop down next to your mother, "Whatcha watching?" She smiles at you before hurriedly glancing away, shifting uncomfortably, lips pressed together firmly. Nice.

"Just some buddy cop movie I think, it was on." You watch in silence for a bit before you make your next move.

"Why do they always cast that guy?" Your mother gives you an 'I know' expression on her face, "And the actresses he's with are always so good, it's a crazy double stan-" You brush your hand against her arm and try to contain your grin as goosebumps erupt along it and your mother stutters.

"Mom? You good?" She blinks at you, face lightly flushed, "Uh... yeah, I'm fine. Not sure what ca-" You rest your hand on her arm and she shivers, stopping again. She nervously avoids your gaze, looking agitated, "Mom?" She smiles broadly at you, "Sweetie... I know y-you said all those sweet things... and I appreciate them but... I-I don't think I'm quite over what happened last night do you think you could..."

She's pulling back, you can't let her escape! You cut her off with the oldest trick in the book, yawning and laying your hand on the couch behind her, slipping it over her shoulder and pulling her close. She resists for a moment before sighing and relaxing against you, looking up into your eyes adoringly.

"What were you saying Mom?"

"I don't remember..." She still seems a little anxious but she's not fighting you either. Highschool crush for the win! First love is always confusing, especially when you feel it twice. You sit there, cuddling with your mother, until the movie ends over an hour later. By the climax of the plot your arm had slid down her back to rest on her thigh, gently rubbing her skin through the skirt. Her legs shifted back and forth almost continuously and you might be imagining it but you could swear you could see her nipples poking through her bra. You were pretty confident in their hardness, based on how often she was licking her lips. You could feel her heartbeat against your chest and you'd be lying if you said some of her excitement wasn't bleeding over into you. This actually did feel kind of like a date. A really sweet, platonic one by your standards and probably hers too, but still.

You have your other hand wrapped around her front and you lightly tickle her collarbone as the credits begin to roll, "Enjoying yourself?" She didn't so much tense as she did shiver, "What?"

"The movie, did you enjoy it?"

"Oh. Um. It was good, I think it kind of lost me in the second half."

You had to agree, you didn't pay it any attention once you got your hands around your mother. "I think that's fair." The preview for the next movie came on and you're surprised that it's actually something you've been meaning to see. Which gave you a perfect excuse to stay on the couch with your lovely date just little longer.

"Honey, I really should get some things done today..." She starts to rise but you don't move your arms.

"Please Mom? It feels so nice to have you lying next to me." She blushes furiously and looks away. You cough and only half-fake your own embarrassment, "I'm comfortable I mean." As the opening credits kick off, she settles back against you, the two of you lying back against the couch. You wrap her a little more firmly in your arms and she sighs, nestling into your chest. She stayed there until the movie ended and you both felt sleepy from the lack of movement despite it being the middle of the day. You peered down at her and she looked up at you, face amazingly lovely yet innocent. You softly stroked her jaw with a finger as you stared into each others eyes.

This was intensely sweet and if your motives weren't a factor it might even be considered pretty platonic but the fact was that throughout both movies you had a raging hard on. You can't say exactly what it was about the situation that fueled a continuous boner for over three hours. Maybe it was the sense of control you felt over a previously untouchable authority figure. Maybe it was the taboo of pulling your mothers heart strings. Maybe it was just the basal lust of an attractive woman cuddling up to you.

Whatever it was, you enjoyed the hell out of yourself through all of it. Right up until you were leaning in to kiss Rachel and she was leaning in to kiss you and suddenly Kelly was looming over both of you.