My girlfriend sets me up with another girl and gives some head to cool me off before I pick her up.  While my father says I should take mom out on a date!

Even though I had been getting laid by a mother daughter combo, make that mother and two daughters, it was pretty exciting to be driving MY car to go pick up a girl for a trip to the drive in.  I picked up Marty first, considering how many times I had seen her naked I laughed when I caught myself trying to look down her blouse.  It was one of those scoop necked things that gave a hint of cleavage.  Her mother walked her out to the car, "I told her, and I'm going to tell you, no drinking while you're driving, you want some booze you can have it here, when I'm driving."  
I laughed, "You sound just like my mother, don't worry, no liquor in this car tonight!"
"As she closed the car door Kathy said, "Remember this is an exercise in camouflage don't do anything dumb tonight, Sally won't be the last girl we find for you."  We were just two corners from Marty's house when she reached over and grabbed my dick. 
	"Want a blow job before we pick up your date?" she laughed," Come on, stop the car and I'll give you a quickie, Sally will never figure out how come you're so cool about kissing."   True to her word, Marty was digging out my prick as I was pulling over, thank goodness this car had an adjustable steering wheel, that plus sliding the seat back gave Marty all the room she needed, It was a quickie too, the idea that a girl was blowing me for the fun of fucking with some other girl was very exciting to me.  I was off in no time at all.  As usual, Marty made sure my dick was clean before she zipped me up, as we started up she commented, "I think you owe me one for that! Not only an unrequested blow job, but wait till you see me kiss my date!  He'll be your cocksucker by proxy!" 

The pick up order was, Marty's date, my date and then on to the drive in.   Following Marty's directions I was surprised to see John Nome, a senior come out when I followed instructions and honked.  As he got into the back seat, Marty got out of the passenger seat to join her `date. But not before she gave my dick a quick squeeze.  Her first words to her date were, "You know, Mike is such a good talker, I was sort of hoping you might be sick or something."   John started to protest about young kids when Marty broke in, "Oh, I'm just kidding, come here give me a kiss."  It is hard to drive, with one eye in the rear view mirror and trying to cover up a laugh.  I did a pretty good job, but I did have to wipe my eyes.  When I got to Sally's house, Marty told me to go up to the door and introduce myself.  Sally was all ready but her mother effectively blocked her exit as I went through what I was to learn was the standard parental interrogation.  No Ma'am, I don't drink, no Ma'am, we'll be back by 1 AM.  No I'm just a freshman but I work weekends for my father at one or the other of his businesses.  (Oh thank you dad, he had suggested if I ever got grilled by some girl' parents to drop in that I work at several of my dad's businesses and that would shut them up.  After I explained it was a couple of car dealerships and several fast food franchises, Sally's mom was ready to prepare the bridal bed.

John had waited until I had my date in the car to start ragging on the freshman.  "Hey, don't you work for my dad down at the burger bar?"
"I work there one day a month or so, actually I and your dad both work for my dad.  He owns a bunch of those fast food franchises and besides there I have to work at the car dealerships too.  He keeps telling me that washing cars is good training in owning a dealership.  It's not what I want to do but I'm sure your dad will tell you, you don't get far arguing with my father"
Marty left out a laugh, Sally, what do your folks do, they work for the young lord and master here?"
Over my protests, Sally told us how her Dad had died overseas working for an oil company and that she and her mother were living off the insurance money.  "Sure you call me the lord and master and I have to work Saturdays, Sally and her mom are involved in one mad round of shopping after another."   Arguing about who had to work harder, kept us busy till we got to the drive in, it was carload night so I paid $5.00 for all of us.  I planned on sticking John for the popcorn and sodas, so I would be money ahead.  My dad was funny in certain ways, He gave me three women which he supported for me.  He gave me a nice car, but I had to earn my date money!  He told me once, privilege buys a lot of things, but money buys everything, and if it doesn't buy what you want, then you don't have enough of it.  In the meantime, I want you to work for your money so you know how hard it is without a lot of money.  Another one of his sayings was, "Poor people work for money, the rich have their money working for them.  So just remember; every line has two ends, make sure you are on the right end."    
By the time we were parked and the speakers arranged, Sally had moved right on over to me.  She grabbed my arm and put it over her shoulders and put her hand on my thigh.  Nothing like an open invitation to be kissed, as I leaned in for one, my eyes caught sight of Marty and John all clinched up in the back.  Marty saw me looking, and winked! If I hadn't got a blow job less than 45 minutes ago, I might have been jealous.   Back to the girl in front of me; if I hadn't had the pleasures of Marty and her mom, I would have thought that Sally was a good kisser.  We hadn't had our lips together for a minute when she opened her lips and stuck her tongue in my mouth.  Very pleasant for a high school girl, but lately I had been kissing PhDs.  I decided to give Sally a treat and show Marty what a good student I was.  My tongue took the $5.00 tour of Sally's mouth: under her tongue, up between her teeth and upper gums, a slow repeated tickle of her upper palate, when I let her up for air. I moved my tongue to just touch both of her nostrils and then moved up to softly lick her upper eyelids.  When I was dragging my tongue over to her ear, her hand grabbed my dick. 
She moved her lips to my ear, "You sure don't kiss like a freshman, I gotta find out what else you do."  This was accompanied by pulsating squeezes of my dick.  Seemed to me that this must be an invitation to cop a feel and a copping I did go.  Bodies are funny, Sally was a slender teenager, yet her tits had no body to them, it was somewhat like grabbing a balloon half filled with water, heft but no solidity, both Marty and her mother had firm breasts, Sally, her mother, had firm muscular boobs that I found super sensual. And her younger sister had just budding boobs that were just wonderful to touch and kiss. The nicest thing about Sally's tits was that they were in my hand!  I had wasted no time and slipped a hand under her bra and popped her tit out to more public access.  Her nipple was quickly up and hard,  
	I got back to her ear," Why don't you slip that bra off, you won't need it for the rest of the movie"   is there a man in the world that doesn't love watching a girl take off a bra, even if it is under a sweater?  Well then it another chapter in the never ending story of throbbing teenage desire.  Lots of tit grabbing and kissing, then the struggle to get Sally to touch my unclothed dick.  First she grabs my dick unasked, now it's hard and I unzip to unleash all its rampant beauty and  now I have an ultra virgin on my hands.  So we have this whispered argument.
What do you mean you won't touch it?  You were real busy when it was in my pants.
What kind of girl do you think I am?
The kind that grabs a guy's dick!  I'm holding your boob, you can hold my dick.
No, don't unzip my jeans!
Come on you're holding my dick, the least I can do is make you feel as good.
No, No, stay outside my panties!
Why, you're grabbing my cock bareback let me stroke that lovely little puss, for you.
No, I can't suck your dick with those two in the back seat.
Oh just a little kiss, to ease it's pain.

	And back and forth for a whole movie and a half, in the meantime I was keeping an eye on Marty in the backseat.  She was holding her own against John, as far as I could tell he had copped a few minor feels on the outside of her blouse , that and a few so-so kisses were all he was getting tonight. She would catch me looking in the rear view mirror and smile and wink. Sally and I were busy playing with each other when:  "OW that hurt, what the fuck is wrong with you?", followed by a slap.  Marty was protecting one tit. Apparently the asshole had really bit her!  Lots of yelling, John saying shit like, it wasn't that hard, hey we're just having fun.  The usual crap bullies say when they're caught.  Next thing Sally and Marty are off to the john, and I'm turned around to talk to John, "Man you can't bite a girl that hard, you saw her, she was crying"
"Don't you fucking tell me how to handle my date."
"I won't tell you how to handle anything, but right now, you're going to get up here in the front seat and when the girls come back we're taking them home, If you're smart, you'll apologize to Marty when she comes back"
"Me apologize too that trailer tr_"
"Whoa, stop right there, now, this is my car,  you want to walk home, fine by me, get out now, otherwise get in the front seat and apologize when the girls get back.  You say you're sorry and sound like you mean it, it ends tonight."
"You go fuck yourself, you're not telling me anything, and I sure as hell ain't walking home!"
"Listen up John, you don't tell me to do anything, let me make it real clear to you.  Your dad works for my father, either get out of the car, or apologize.  If you don't do one or the other, my dad will see your father first thing Monday morning and when that happens, you are going to be real unhappy."
"Oh sure hide behind your d__"
"Knock that shit off, right now, right here!   You've got your dad's job in your hands; don't even think about threatening me.  Front seat or start walking, no arguments do it now!"  A very angry John slowly got in the front seat.  He started to say something and I stopped him, "No more John, you apologize and I take you home, there's nothing more to say."
	When the girls came back they were a little surprised over the change in the seating, but got into the back seat without a word. I looked in the rearview mirror, "Marty. John's got something he wants to say"
	John started to talk and I stopped him again, No John, turn around and face Marty"   If look could kill, I'd have been perforated like a lace curtain.  But john did turn around, and he did apologize, not very well, but he did do it.
	"OK we're going to leave a little early it's getting past my bedtime."  If anyone was watching we had to make a weird sight, 4 teenagers; girls in back, boys in front, must have been a first for a drivein. Nothing was said as I drove to John's house.  The minute he was out of the car, Sally was in the front seat with me. Damm near on me, "Oh Mike, that was terrible what he did, I saw it, there were teeth marks on poor Marty"
	"OK no need to talk about it, while you girls were gone, John and I had a talk, he should leave both of you alone, from now on.
	"We could guess, you must have said a lot to him to get him to apologize."  When we got to Sally's house, I walked her to the door, her mother had left the porch light on, I guess to discourage necking.  I was all for a short good night kiss, but Sally was determined to give her tongue some more stretching exercises.   "Are you going to call me, I'd like to see you again"
	""If we go out again, no more sweaters, something that buttons down the front, and no jeans, skirts only, I don't want to fight all that stuff."
	"Well are you going to call me?"
	"Well what are you going to wear?"
	"You call me, and we'll see what I'm wearing, I'll bet you like it!"
One more inventory of my teeth by her tongue and I was back to the car.  Marty was, by now, back in the front seat.  "Well, Hi there lover, see you made another conquest!" 
	"Hey you set it up.'
	"I sure did, and now I got to ask you a few things,. Is she a better kisser?  Who's got better boobs?
	"Don't worry about a thing, the three of you are better kissers than she will ever be, and all three of you have nicer tits, there's just no muscle tone there."
	Last question; would you lite to see little Miss Sally eating pussy? 
Instant hard on, "What are you talking about, un, err, yeah sure I would!"  
	"I've seen the way Sally eyes other gals in gym or in the shower, she's ripe, I'm not saying she's lez, I just think she wants to try some.  I didn't just bird dog her for you, I figured mom and I might get us some too. You wait a week or so and call her, I'll let her know you two can use our house; tell her we're going shopping or something.  Then when you two are at it hot and heavy, mom and I walk in and little Sallykins will do anything to not be exposed as the cum bucket we'll turn her into.  I'm pretty sure you're going to like what we make Sally do.  When we got to Marty's nothing would do but I come in so she could show me her bite. It was already turning a little black and blue where the teeth marks were at and she demanded that I kiss it and make it all better.  And when she told her mom that I had made John apologize to her, then there was nothing to be done but mom kiss mine and make it if not better, certainly bigger.  Both mom and daughter gave me a dual slow loving blow job, switching between my balls and my prick, once they each had a ball in their mouth at the same time, then back to simultaneously licking and sucking on my dick till I blew.  Kathy was closest to the head when I came and she quickly got her mouth over it to capture all but the first squirt. After I stopped cumming she lifted her head off my prick maybe two inches and slowly opened her mouth.  My cum mixed now with her siliva drooled back down over my dick. As it was running down my dick she grabbed her daughter and shoved her mouth all the way down on my cock. You know how hyper sensitive your prick is right after an orgasm, I felt like my toe nails would fly off!  Now with Marty rammed down on my dick, Kathy leaned in and just gently blew on my balls..  This was almost getting to be painful.  Then as Marty slowly came off my dick, using her mouth to vacuum all the cum into her mouth, mother and daughter both looked at me and slowly kissed and swapped my cum back and forth. Then once again they turned to look up at me and with mouths slightly open, both swallowed.  Orgasms are wonderful, but when two women, mother and daughter to boot, show you how much they love you, your dick and your cum; that's a pretty damm close second. 
I just reached out and put a hand around each neck and pulled them close to me, now both were lying on my stomach, gently licking at my navel; "Oh no!  No more, I can't take it, come up here and kiss me" As my cock slowly air dried we shared some three way kisses; yeah, I tasted some cum but I couldn't care less, that had just been one world class blow job. 
Kathy, as the grown up, had kept an eye on the time, `OK time to get you cleaned up and on your way."  A warm washcloth for my still sensitive prick and a close inspection of my face, you got some lipstick there, but its Sally's not ours, we should leave that for your mom."
"How would my mom know which is whic__"
"Believe me, your mom knows, she's met us and she knows what perfume and what lipstick we wear, that's why we're so careful about it around you, she's jealous of us and we'd be more than willing to share but she's a mom.  Just like this mom is so proud that you made that asshole apologize to her daughter, that means a lot to me, a real lot, Thank you"
While I was trying to figure out what Kathy meant by saying my mom was jealous of our having sex, I was getting shoved out the door.  I got home 15 minutes before my curfew and mom was waiting up.  First thing, she had to smell my breath to see if I had been drinking.  As I was blowing into her face she said, "What's this", and looking closely at the corner of my mouth she stuck out her tongue and licked my lips.  "Did you kiss that girl tonight?" 
	"Well, yes mom, yes I did, I thought that was part of the dating process, what the hell is wrong?" 
Mom just reached out and hugged me, "Don't mind me, I'm just having trouble seeing my baby growing up.  But I'm glad that you're going out with somebody besides those tr..."
	"Mom, don't say that; they are nice people, really very nice if you ever met them you would like them"  All that did was make mom hug me tighter, I could feel that she didn't have a bra on under her robe.  As almost a reflex action my hand slid down her back to see if she had any panties on.  She sure didn't!  I just gently squeezed her butt.  It took mom a while to realize what I was doing.  "Michael, I'm your mother!" With that she started pushing me away. 
	"Mom, its OK I'm just holding your back, relax!"  She pushed me away and told me it was past my bedtime.  I went to bed and thought about mom's kisses, Kathy's comment and of course that brought up some of the comments dad had made. But being young and having had two blowjobs earlier that day I was soon asleep.
In the morning, all was back to normal; mom kissed me on the cheek as I went to polish my car. I spent the morning getting the car sparkling and per dad's instructions, asked mom if there was anything I could do for her.  When she said she was all set, I told her I was off to the mall to see who was there.  "Don't eat, we're having dinner at 5 pm tonight, your dad has an early flight tomorrow. Of course I was off to Kathy's.  I stopped on the way and got a bunch of flowers to bring my girls.  I only had three hours and there was nothing to do but I had to do Janie, she was pouting because no one woke her up for last night's sex.  After a romp in her bedroom, I just laid there and she rode me for a long time.  It occurred to me that I was actually getting used to getting lots of sex. There I was flat on my back watching an enthusiastic 15 year old ride my dick as if there was no tomorrow.  Those beautiful 15 year old tits, A cups, and very firm, but they bounced wonderfully as she rode my dick.  I alternated with grabbing her tits for the wonderful feel of that youthful muscle tone to putting my hands on her hips to guide her and just watch her boobs jiggle as she fucked me to both our hearts content.  Afterwards, we all four of us sat around and talked,  I was still having trouble talking casually with three women when everybody knew I had just fucked one of them (or in this case been fucked by)  But in for a penny, "Kathy, I'm confused about what you said last night about my mom being jealous of you?"
	"Maybe you shouldn't take my word for it, I'm a very sexual woman; that's why I got along so well with your dad and now with you, I enjoy getting laid and it's even nicer if it's with someone I like.  I've tried to raise the girls to think like that.  Now I never had a son, but I think if I did have, I'd be jealous of the first woman who was having sex and taking my little boy away from me.  You never know till you're in the situation, but I think if I had had a son, I'd try to sleep with him" she put up- her hand to stop the girls from interrupting, "I mean look, the three of us have recreational sex among ourselves, I guess that's incest, I don't think so, we're just enjoying ourselves, and the girls, are sure are not lesbians, we just do what feels good.  I think your mother would like to have sex with you.  I mean, you're her only child, god knows she is not going to boss your dad around so she's sort of a subservient woman to begin with.  Now you're growing and she's getting older, she's losing you, not so much to us as to the world, and she would like to hang on to you"
	"Sometimes I think she wants to make out with me."
	"Well, she probably does, I mean I'll bet on a dessert island she'd be all over you, but here in public well she just can't admit that she'd like her own son to fuck her.  Tell you what, next time you think she is coming on to you, you come on to her, see what happens, what's the worse, you get grounded? Try telling her that you want to take care of her, just like dad does, just keep saying don't worry, I'll take care of you, that's what she wants to hear. Listen there is barely enough of you to go around here, but I'd be the first one to want to share you with your mother. You have to be sure both you and your mom have your heads on tight enough to have a relationship.  It's a big step, I've seen your mom, she's a pretty lady, and you wouldn't be a man if you didn't want some of that.  Hell if there's anything we can do to help you get her, just ask, you're the big boss in this house and we want to keep you happy." Later on, while Janie was out of the room Kathy went on to say, "I like Marty's plan about Sally, whenever you're ready let us know, maybe when you call her, ask her if she knows someplace where the two of you can be alone, If she talks to Marty, she'll suggest our place, and then we've got her.  You will really enjoy watching a girl learn to enjoy eating pussy, and if it works, we'll get her mother for you too.  I think you like mother daughter combos, don't you?  Don't tell Janie yet, I'm not 100% sure she can keep that kind of surprise that long."
On the way home, I couldn't stop thinking about what Kathy had said.  Oh yeah, the thought of doing Sally' particularly watching her being taught a lot of stuff by Kathy and Marty was hot; but even more of a turn on was the thought of fucking my mom.  I got to tell you, it wasn't love that was motivating me; just the thought of fucking my own mother was a hell of a turn on.
Dinner was fairly uneventful except that dad reminded me to continue to keep an eye out when I was working part time.  Mom wanted to know what that was all about and dad told her that I had come across a possible case of management theft.  I asked for details and dad said that the investigation wasn't complete yet so there wasn't really anything to say. He went on to explain that he was always amazed at how dumb thieves were, I mean we have several fast food franchises, these guys have got cost figures nation wide, and even small theft shows up statistically, right away.  Actually the bigger problem is in the car dealerships.  Sometimes that are large amounts of cash, and people just think they can take it just this one time, and in no time it's an everyday thing.  Let me tell you, when I catch them I nail them as hard as I can, first I try to get the money back, then I try to put their ass in jail. 
	Then he turned to me, "That's why I want you working at all the stores, be nice, but don't make close friends.  Keep in mind everybody there is somebody you might have to fire some day." Then looking over towards mom, "That's why I don't want you in the business honey, I know you, you're not hard enough for that, anything happens to me, you listen to Mike, let him take care of you, don't forget that."  That last was almost given as an order. Mom just nodded her head, and I think I saw a slight blush on her cheeks. "Speaking of that, I've got to go out of town to see some guys, I'll be back on Wed. or Thurs., while I'm gone, why don't you take your mother out on a date, here I got this for you, now don't go crazy."  And with that he slid me a credit card with my name on it. WOW!
Later on, just before bed time dad stopped in my room.  "How you getting on with the girls?"  I stumbled and danced and finally got out that it was fine.  I might have a car, a credit card and be sleeping with a mother and her two daughters, but; talking about THAT with my father and I was a little kid.  "No don't get nervous here, we both know that we have both fucked them, be sure that you keep in mind that these girls are for sex. I don't want you getting any ideas about marring one of the daughters.  Hell you can keep them forever, just remember that they are only one part of your life.  The other thing I want to talk to you is about your mother, look she and I aren't as close as we used to be, and your mom is one of those women who needs a lot of romance in her life.  I want you to give her that romance, take her out, go dancing, hug and hold her, you keep her happy, that makes me happy and when I'm happy, I can promise you that you are going to be real happy.  Any questions?"
	"Un no dad, not a problem keeping mom happy, you know I love her" Boy did I have questions, but no way was I going to ask my dad if he was telling me to fuck my mother, his wife.
Monday I was watching for John, but he seemed to want no part of me.  Perhaps he had talked to his father and realized that his family could not win against me. Sally ran up to or after me, depending on how you look at it.  "I spent Sunday going through my closet, think I found some nice skirts you would like.  You going to call me, I can't wait to show you."
I wasn't dumb enough to think that all of this was do to my skills as a kisser, I'm sure her mother had looked up by dad and as Kathy had told me, `you are defiantly what they call a catch'. Look, my dad's out of town so I'm sort of stuck with my mom, maybe this weekend, but I won't know for sure until Thursday or Friday, I'll let you know either way on Friday, OK?  Hey, why don't you find someplace we can be alone, and I can admire and explore your wardrobe?"  
She giggled and said, "Well if I don't get a better offer"
"Sally, somebody calls you, go ahead, I don't know what my schedule is yet, we can always make it another day."
	"No, no I'll wait for you"
That night at dinner, I told mom that she had a date Tuesday night, she and I were going out to dinner and she should be sure to wear her dancing shoes.  She started to argue and I took dad's advice and told her "No, there's no arguing, you are my date for dinner tomorrow night, we are going out to dine and dance, I expect you to dress accordingly and you will enjoy out date"
She sort of, not bowed her head, as much as lowered her chin and said, "Yes sir, what time, shall I be ready?" 

Tuesday was a very long day for me; I don't think I heard 10 words in class all day!  I was busy running various scenarios about tonight through my head.  They went all the way from a quiet dinner out and home by 9 PM right past mom slapping my face and warning me she was going to tell dad all the way to waking up the next morning in her bed.  Those were thee three main story threads but there were many variations on each theme.  
I had a sports coat on at 7 PM when mom came down the stairs in an honest to god party dress..  Gold in color, tight at the waist and flared out at the hips; but the top, oh the top, just covered her shoulders and an inch or so of her arms and then a deep Vee that showed a good two inches of cleavage.  I guess I had seen more of mom at the pool but the dress was cut to really accent her boobs. There had to be an inch of space between her tits and  at least three inches of rising breast flesh pushing out the top, as if each tit was trying to lift off on it's own..
I was stunned at how good looking my mother was, she must have had her hair done and her makeup was flawless.  I do not know how women can do those amazing makeup jobs, lipstick eye shadow a touch of face powder and I was looking at the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.  Good thing I had the jacket on because I now had a dick that could shatter diamonds.
	"Well sir, does this fair maiden meet with your approval?" I knew mom was teasing me but couldn't get upset.
	Got my breath under control and licked my lips, they had suddenly gone dry on me, and stuttered out, "OH this fair maiden has knocked my socks off, mom, you are absolutely gorgeous!"
	"Well, I just wanted to look good for the young lord and master."
I'm not the greatest guy as far as manners go but no one had to remind me to hold the door for mom as we left the house and entered the car.  I had picked one of the most expensive restaurants in town; I figured dad couldn't bitch about the price since I was taking his wife out as per his instructions.  When we got to the restaurant I almost laughed out loud at the valet.  He had the door open and was saying "Welcome to the...." When he caught sight of mom and her cleavage,. it was a sexual heart punch for him.  He finally stumbled out the rest of his ritual greeting.  As I walked around the car he was still sort of dazed.  I was happy to notice that I wasn't the only one to be hit by her looks.  
	As we walked into the restaurant, mom whispered, "I think, I achieved the look I wanted" I almost choked. Mom's aura got us what had to be the best table in the house, just off the dance floor and just out of the main traffic pattern.  Good news travels fast, just after we had ordered drinks, water for me, wine for mom, the chef appeared at our table.  He talked at me but he looked at mom, He suggested that we place ourselves in his hands and let him prepare a special meal for us.  Well, that's hard to turn down, but just after the first course I excused myself and talked to the Maitre'D, "Look, I appreciate the service, but I want you to tell the waiters and busboys to slow down, that is my mother we want to talk and can't because there is always someone hovering over us, in particular hovering over my mothers cleavage, make it stop, or we'll leave"  A good Maitre'D, no noise, no yelling, but we had a fairly normal meal after that, if you could call the cooking we received normal.  That was my first experience with top flight cooking and I could see why people get addicted to that level of eating.  Half way through the meal, the lights went down and a 5 piece combo started playing.  I asked my mother to dance and remembered to hold her chair, as we danced and I held her pretty close, not as close as I wanted but close enough to make even more of her tits push up out of that fantastic dress.  I asked her, "You do know the effect you're having on everybody in this room, I mean there isn't a guy who isn't horny and a woman who isn't jealous?"
	"I dressed to make you proud of me, I know guys, you like to show off to other men, so I thought this was the least I could do for you.  And besides, I know I'm competing with a couple of other women"
	"Oh no mom, there is no competition, you are the winner!  By far the winner!.  If you weren't my mother....."
	"Stop talking about me being your mother, tonight I'm your date, tomorrow I'll just be poor old mom again.  Now before you get carried away, this is not a dress to go parking someplace so don't get your hopes up. I'm fully aware you are now used to getting your needs fulfilled, well there are certain things I can't do for you.  You know that your dad and I have talked about what to do if something happens to him and I want you to know that if that day ever comes I expect you to take care of me and I expect to take care of you.  But that day isn't here yet so I guess we're limited to kisses and not very torrid ones at that."
We danced a few more dances and at mom's suggestion I had a bottle of Champagne sent back to the chef.  It was a very big check and well worth it, dad had warned me about tipping in a place like this so I gave the waiter 20% on the check the Maitre'D got 50 and I gave the bus boy a ten just because he didn't spill the ice water while staring down mom's dress.  When you act like a high roller you get treated like one, someone had phoned the valet and our car was waiting, the valet was a little unhappy that I seated mom. (Another view missed) but the 10 I gave him, somehow compensated him.  On the way home, mom rested her hand on my knee as I was driving, this was a wonderful night. "I really enjoyed myself, let's get right home, I want to kiss my date!"
