Hidden Love Discovered

This story is completely fictional!

HEADNOTE* This story is more emotional than it is sexual. It does not cater to horniness, as do most stories on this site.

Jason had never really thought of himself as manipulative, but such is most certainly what he had always been. He knew how to play to a persons interests, desires, and even their needs, to get what he wanted. The really slick part about what he did, is the fact that nine times out of ten, the person he manipulated never noticed. This time around, however, he knew full well what he did. In short, he manipulated his mother into going out on a date with him. It bothered him a little to do this, as he genuinely did care about his mother. Of course, he knew he would not get a date with her otherwise.

However, he did not simply do it for himself; he did it for her as well. Jason’s father had left them when he was still too young to remember the man’s face, and his mother had been single ever since. The woman did not allow herself to be bothered by this at first, but after years of dating numerous men and all of them turning out to be pricks in one respect or other, she gave up on the dating scene. There was a hurt buried there, and hurt that Jason could see despite her best efforts to hide it.

Hence he talked her into a date with him, assuring her that he was merely treating her to a nice dinner; his way of thanking her for all the years of hard work she’d put forth into being a mother. Jason played the appreciative son role quite well, and as far as he could tell, his mother was buying it.

He had taken chosen a formal restaurant for their date, which would require both of them to be dressed nice. Jason wore his favorite suits; jet black slacks and jacket, with an equally dark button down shirt and a silver tie. His dress shoes were Armani, and polished so well that they looked brand new. Of course, working as an auto mechanic, he made the money to pay for such things ever now and then. He had the money to live on his own, but remained with his mother to help take care of her, as she still struggled financially. Though, that was only one reason…

Lauren also wore a favorite: a crimson-blue evening gown that revealed enough to tease, but covered enough to stay one notch above slutty. At only thirty six years of age (she had her son when she was but sixteen), she still looked drop dead gorgeous in it. Her three-inch pumps matched in color, and her nude colored pantyhose made her smooth legs shine. Finally to complete her look, was her beautiful, silky smooth blonde hair which hung to her shoulders.

The date itself went exceptionally well, Jason felt. At least his primary concern was taken care of: Lauren seemed to temporarily forget all of her current problems, and appeared to generally have a good time. It was not as though Jason was an expert at reading people, but he knew his own mother well enough.

Back in their living room, their happy conversation carried on, Lauren and Jason still laughing over small jokes and generally enjoying one another’s company. After a while, however, Lauren’s mood turned a bit more serious. “Jason,” she said, turning to face her son (who’s eyes had not averted to anywhere but her the entire night). “I know what this was.” Right there, Jason’s mood joined his mother in being serious. Initially, he thought he was pretty screwed. Yet there was the question: if she knew, why did she still go along with it?

“Mom, I…” Jason said, trying to explain. No words left his mouth.

“It’s okay,” Lauren assured her son. “I needed tonight. I’ve been trying so hard to find the perfect man ever since your father left me, when all the while you’ve been right here in front of my face. I simply needed to wait for you to grow up.”

Jason almost could not believe his ears. Ever since he was of an age where he would find the opposite sex attractive, he only had eyes for his mother. She was everything he wanted in a woman, and he had fallen in love with her over the years. What his mother said to him now indicated that she (at least partially) returned those feelings. However, he wanted to be sure that she actually loved him in such a way, rather than merely think she did so out of her desperation for a partner.

“What are you trying to say?” he asked her, making his words sound as comforting as possible. He did not want his mother to feel interrogated in any way, or to give her the impression that he was becoming uncomfortable. He was not.

“Jason, I’ve known for a long time, though I’ve tried denying it to myself. I can’t do that any longer.” Her eyes met his once again. “I love you, Jason. As more than just my son. You’ve given so much of yourself for my sake. How can I not fall in love with you after all you’ve been and done for me?”

Jason knew not how to verbally respond to his mother’s emotional words. Instead, he slowly leaned in toward her and planted a soft kiss upon her lips. Before he could pull away, Lauren deepened her son’s kiss, opening her mouth and sliding her tongue forward to his. Their kiss was a passionate one, and they were, for the time being, content to hold one another lovingly while their lips embraced.

After a few long moments, Jason stood from the couch, still holding his mother’s hand in his own. He led her upstairs into the master bedroom, where they physically expressed their intimate love for one another. Neither of them were virgins obviously, but neither had ever experienced sex on such a deep level before. They knew, as they fell asleep beside each other, from this night on, that they were more than mother and son. They were lovers.

FOOTNOTE* This story was posted at a fan's request.