Chapter 14

The sign read: THE UNIVERSITY OF MINNESOTA WELCOMES MOTHERS TO CAMPUS! It was Mothers' Weekend and the school was filled with the mothers of the students.

Susan Stoddard walked up the steps leading to the dorm, holding her son's hand. Kip felt very proud of her. She was the youngest and most attractive woman there.

"Well, this is where I live," Kip said, opening the door to the building.

Susan and Kip walked down the corridor.

"That's my room, at the end of the hall," Kip said, pointing. Just then another boy and his mother emerged from the room at the end of the hall.

"Jim, hey," Kip called to him. "Hi, Kip," the other boy said, walking toward them.

Kip turned to Susan and whispered. "Wait till you meet this creep!" Then, once again in a loud voice as the other boy and his mother approached, Kip said, "Mom, this is my roommate, Jim."

"This is my mother, Helen," Jim said. Susan took Helen's hand. "I'm Susan, nice to meet you."

"Hi," Helen said, shaking Susan's hand vigorously. "I think it's great, our two boys sharing a room together."

"Yes, yes it is nice," Susan said, looking at the woman with a forced smile.

"Come on, Mom, I'll show it to you," Kip said, practically pulling Susan down the hall.

"It's such a darling room, you'll adore it!" Helen said as Susan and Kip moved away from them.

"I'm sure I will," Susan said, turning back.

"Christ," Kip muttered softly.

"See you both at dinner tonight!" Jim shouted as Kip and Susan disappeared in the room at the end of the hall.

Kip shut the door. "God, see what I mean?" He stood leaning against the door, smiling at his attractive mother.

"Sure do. His mother's a classic, isn't she?" Susan asked, looking around the room. Yes, she thought, typical college dormitory-bombarded by Mickey Mouse.

"Which is your desk?" Susan asked.

"The one with nothing on it."

"Figures."

Kip locked the door. Voices could be heard in the hall as other mothers inspected their sons' rooms. Susan looked at her boy and understood the glimmer in his eyes.

"No, Kip, not here."

"Why not?"

"Tomorrow night, at the house."

"Here." He took a step toward her. "Kip, no. What if Jim comes back?" Susan moved a step backward. "Fuck Jim."

"Honey, we can't!" Susan backed into Jim's bed and lost her balance and fell to the soft mattress.

Kip kept walking toward her, grinning, opening his pants. He pulled his cock out and held it in front of his mother's lovely face.

"Well, maybe a quick one . . . " Susan's voice trailed off as she lifted her skirt.

The dining hall was filled with students of the university and their mothers. Kip and Susan sat at a long banquet table across from Jim and Helen.

"Now to get on with our delicious dinner," the toastmaster said, seeing that everyone was seated. "We ask that all honored mothers present hold their child's hand as we ask God to bless our food in a moment of silent prayer."

Under the table, Kip slid his hand along Susan's slender leg and nestled it up under her skirt, into the damp warm spot between her legs. Susan placed her hand directly on her son's crotch, squeezing his penis lightly through the material of his pants.

The room was silent. Susan and Kip glanced at each other, smiling. Mother and son-woman and lover-happy, together, and looking toward the future.