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Click here"Honey, you're too young to be thinking about settling down like this, especially with me," Sarah replied, blinking as her green eyes started to glisten.
"But we could do it, there would be nothing to stop us from making a success of it," Peter countered earnestly, cupping Sarah's cheek. "'Richards and Richards', just us; together."
"Peter, there could be a hundred girls on your campus that you would prefer to be with. What if the special woman you're looking for is still out there?"
"What if I think that I've already found her? You're everything I want in a woman," Peter countered with absolute honesty, earning an intense kiss when his mom pushed him back onto the bed, writhing on top as their tongues battled for dominance. Peter's thumb touched the hem of her skirt, threatening to push it upwards.
"Hold on," Sarah breathed heavily, pushing away before their romantic embrace inevitably became something more. She stood up and smoothed her skirt back down, buttoning up the rest of her blouse as she gave Peter a comforting look as she stared at Peter. "I love you more than you can imagine, honey. But listen, I want you to finish college first, to experience everything that it has to offer, including the girls. Once you've graduated, you can decide whether this is what you really want. No matter what you decide, I'll be with you every step of the way. Agreed?"
"Agreed," Peter chuckled, climbing to his feet to retrieve his mom's suitcase, forced to put substantial pressure on the lid to get the zipper to close fully. "Are you ready to hit the road?"
"If you're asking whether I'm ready to get out of this dump before it collapses on top of us? Then yes," Sarah giggled, charging towards the door, opening it to let the blaring sunlight pour across her enviable body. "Talk about night and day. I hope your car has air conditioning."
"I've never tested it," Peter informed her as he followed her outside, closing the door behind her. "We'll just have to wait and see."
Peter unlocked the car and let his mom tuck herself inside, depositing her suitcase back in the trunk. He made a quick trip to the reception, returning the keys to a young man who had taken over the day shift, returning to the car afterwards. He settled into the driver's seat, starting it to give the air conditioner a test, amazed to feel a wave of cool air shooting out from the rotatable vents.
"This thing is full of surprises, just like its owner. Hold on a second," Sarah buckled herself in, crossing her legs to create a tempting sight. She reached into her pocket and withdrew a pair of sunglasses, handing them to Peter. "We're going on the open road, you at least have to do it in style."
"Style. Alright then," Peter slid the glasses on, grinning as he looked out to the near empty highway. "Let's do it in style."
"The roads are clear, the water has mostly dried up. There's no time like the present, let's get going," Sarah ordered, giving Peter a coy grin.
Peter put the car into gear and slowly weaved through the parking lot, guiding them back onto the highway. With only a few cars occupying the road ahead, Peter put his foot down and hit the gas, encouraged by his mom's melodic laughter, unsure of what the future held in store for the two of them.
- COMMENTS
A meandering conversation, well thought out, but somewhat bumpy. Not nearly a smooth flow, as one could expect. Thank you for sharing your talent.
The long prelude was building up a fine tension of expectation, and then it simply fell off a cliff face. The thought that a parent could simply go from one form of love to another gave the story a bad vibe. I couldn't read any further. The story could just have played out at home, in the midst of the storm. The lead up held promise, but the view at the end was bland.
No matter how eager a parent or child can be, there is a line that needs to be crossed. It is a visible line with a strong opposing force. It is this force that provides a barrier that, when overridden, gives the participants a reward.
Loved it but you should write more of this story maybe they move away and start a life together and have children and start a law firm and continue their love for each other !!!!!!!!!!!!! 5 Stars
Enjoyed the story, few spelling mistakes that interrupted the flow but was a good read.