Meek Mum

"Thank you." mum blushed deep crimson "Do you like it."

"Well it's not a banana in my pocket." I joked.

Mum laughed and looked me over, something in her eyes told me that she liked what she saw, there was a twinkle deep in her eyes that I had often seen when my father was alive, it usually meant that they took an early night. Shaking myself mentally for my thoughts I asked the burning question.

"So where are we going?"

"Where would lads of your age normally take their bits of stuff?" she asked.

"Pointers Disco" I grinned "if they thought they were going to get lucky that night, but I don't think you'd want to go there."

"And why not may I ask?" she grinned, "I may not be a spring chicken, but I can keep up with you youngsters. Or are you afraid that someone from school will see you with your mother."

"Mum," I laughed "no-one from school would recognise you in that get-up if they had a photo of you in their hands. It's just that, oh hell, why not if that's what you want."

"I think so." she grinned.

How the hell could I tell her that you only took a date to Pointers if she was a sure bet, you went there to show her off, to let the lads drool and to show them how hot she was. There wasn't a lot of dancing done, most of the time was spent groping your date, snogging and winking meaningfully at your mates, so far I had never taken a girl there although I had gone there alone and had seen some of the antics, the more daring the 'show' the greater the prestige was the rule. Mum had to know this and taking a deep breath I tried to put my thoughts into words, she smiled and nodded and I could see that she understood what I was getting at, but it seemed that she didn't mind one bit.

"Let's see what happens shall we." mum grinned "And I don't suppose it would be a good idea to call me 'mum', use my name."

"Okay Candy," I grinned "but don't say I didn't warn you."

"I can hear them now," mum laughed "'there goes Paul with randy Candy, the lucky bugger', they'll be green."

"You are incorrigible." I laughed "Come on, let's go if we are going."

So we went, the disco wasn't far from the house so we walked, the night air was cool and my mother wandered along with her small coat draped over her arm.

"The cold will make my nipples perk up," she explained with a saucy laugh "it will make them think you've been getting me going."

I was quickly learning that my mother had a dirty mind, it was the first time I'd seen this side of her although she had always laughed and joked about the topic of sex this was something different, almost flirtatious. Grinning at my own thoughts I took her arm in mine and led the way to the disco, as we drew near the place, mum took my arm and put it around her waist just below the level of her boobs. Putting her arm around me she let me take her into the disco, we were barely through the door when I felt eyes turning our way, to one side of the entrance I saw a group of boys from my school, I knew them only by sight, but they had a reputation with the girls. Now their eyes were bulging as they stared at me and my mother, but of course they didn't know it was my mother, they thought that I had brought a hot little number and they were determined to poach her. No sooner had I gone to the bar for some drinks than they moved in on her, from the bar I watched them chatting her up and grinned, as I returned with the drinks I heard part of their conversation.

"If you come along with us we can show you a better time than that jerk." one of them said cockily.

"I doubt that," mum replied with a wry grin "Paul makes me feel so hot that my cunt burns. Why should I go with boys when I have a real man, I do whatever he wants, any time, any place."

The emphasise she had put on the word 'man' left them in no doubt that I had something they didn't, the gorgeous bird in front of them for one thing, defeated and spotting my return they retreated into the crowd.

"'Real man' indeed." I laughed, "They will be watching for a show to match your words, boy will they be disappointed."

"You heard then." she grinned.

"Just a part of it." I answered with a smile "Look around Candy, this lot is nothing to what that mob will be expecting to see after that crack about time and place."

"And I suppose that if they don't see it you'll get ribbed." mum grinned.

"Putting it mildly, yes." I sighed as I thought of the comments I'd be hearing on Monday morning.

"So let's not disappoint them," mum laughed, "let's give them a show to make their toes curl."

It was a tempting idea, but the sort of thing she was talking about was not the sort of thing mothers and sons did together and I said so.

"But tonight I'm not your mother." she laughed in reply "I'm a sexy baggage you control completely, at least that's how it's supposed to seem, so let's act the part."

"Okay," I grinned after a moment of thought "let's act it. So drink up and let's 'dance'."

We drank up and put the glasses down on the nearest table, putting my arm around my mother's waist I steered her towards the centre of action, the dance floor, as we walked I saw the mob from my school watching us. Grinning at my mother I let my hand slide up a little until it was cupping her boob, she glanced at me, glanced across the room where the mob were and looked back at me. She laughed and wriggled her boob against my hand, out of the corner of my eye I saw the mob staring at us wide eyed, their eyes followed us as we started dancing to the slow beat Pointers always played. With my mother pressed close to me I felt strangely excited, mentally chiding myself I took a deep breath in an effort to still my rising excitement.

"The mob's watching." mum whispered in my ear as she pretended to nuzzle it "How about sliding your hands down to my bum."

Without replying I did as she asked, the feel of her dress sliding against the palms of my hands adding to the excitement I had been trying to still, then my hands were on her buttocks, she pushed her backside against my hands and I grinned at her. Still 'nuzzling' my ears my mother watched the mob as we danced, she laughed quietly in my ear.

"We're getting them Paul," she whispered laughingly "a little more and they'll wet themselves. Give my bum a squeeze when I say now."

A few seconds later she whispered 'now' and I gave her backside a good squeeze.

"Mmm," she murmured, "you should have seen their faces. Slip your hands under my dress, quickly, while your back is to them."

It felt strange sliding my hands onto her skimpy panties, strange and nice, as we turned mum sighed then giggled, daring a glance over her shoulder I saw the mob watching us goggled eyed. I knew we were getting to them and I knew how to blow their minds, there was no way to warn my mother of it, but I decided to do it anyway and hoped she'd get the idea. Slipping my hands into her panties I stroked her naked backside, her flesh felt warm and soft under my hands, despite the fact that I was supposed to be fooling the mob from my school I felt a tingle of excitement as my hands slid over her skin.

"Mmm, that's it," mum whispered in my ear "you've almost got them. It just needs something more and they'll cum in their pants."

Inside me something woke, it was a daring I never knew that I had, thrilling at the thoughts that blossomed in my mind I turned my head so that I was looking in my mother's eyes and leant my head towards her as though to kiss her.

"Hitch your dress enough to show off your panties." I whispered with my lips almost on hers.

"You'd better make it really look as though we're kissing while I do it." She whispered back.

Our lips could not have been closer together without touching, gently I closed that minute gap, mum seemed to melt against me, she wriggled and I felt the hem of her dress rise on my wrists. Parting our lips I whispered to her to lift it a bit more, she wriggle again and I felt the material rise again.

"That's fine." I breathed, "I'm going to..."

"Don't tell me, just do it." She murmured, "My reaction will be more natural that way."

"Okay." I grinned.

I turned us so that her back was to the boys from my school, from under hooded eyelids I saw them gape at the sight of my mother's panties with my hands inside them, suppressing a grin I pulled one of my hands free and slid it to the gusset of the panties. With a finger I pushed the damp material to one side, which revealed my mother's pussy lips to anyone in the right position to see, the mob scrambled to get a better view as I slipped a finger along her slit. The moist warmth of her pussy sent a thrill through me and my touches made my mother gasp.

"Should I stop?" I whispered.

"No," she breathed "I can see them in the mirror, one of them has wet himself already."

"Let's finish them then." I said.

Sliding my finger back along her slit I let it slip into her hole to the knuckle, my mother gasped and shuddered; over her shoulder I saw the mob cum in their pants at the sight and decided that enough was enough. Removing my finger I let my mother's dress slide back into place, put my arm around her waist and led her from the dance floor, we claimed our coats and went out into the cool night air.