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Knock-knock-knock

With a sigh, I paused the show I was watching and stood up from my couch. I padded over to my apartment door and peered out through the peephole, seeing my mother on the other side of the door while she looked down the hallway.

I opened the door and greeted her with a small smile.

“Hi. Wasn’t expecting to see you tonight,” I said as I stepped aside, allowing her to come in.

“Well, I tried to call, but you didn’t answer,” she replied, then held up a plastic grocery bag with some Tupperware inside. “We had some lasagna left over from dinner tonight, so I figured I’d drop some off to you on my way to the mall.”

She took a glance toward my kitchen table on which my crumpled bag of take-out sat, then laughed. “Guess I’m too late.”

I grabbed my phone from the end table, glancing down to see her two missed calls. I turned my ringtone back on, then slipped the phone inside the pocket of my sweatpants.

“Yeah, I didn’t feel like cooking tonight.”

“Have you felt like doing anything lately?” she asked me as she put the lasagna in my refrigerator, then turned to face me with that concerned-mom look.

I shrugged. “Not really.”

She sighed and walked over to me, then reached out and rubbed my arm. “Your father and I are worried about you. Ever since you and Taylor broke up, you haven’t been yourself at all.”

I rolled my eyes. “I’m fine, Mom, seriously. I just really don’t want to do anything or go anywhere right now.”

The mixture of frustration and helplessness was evident in her second deep sigh. “Is there anything we can do to help? We really don’t like seeing you like this, Josh. It’s not healthy.”

I shook my head.

“Y’know, I was talking to Mrs. Stephens yesterday. She said that Ashley is single again,” my mom said with a little laugh. I had grown up with Ashley, and the running joke among our parents was that they were going to arrange our marriage. While Ashley was certainly a cute girl, I wasn’t sure if she was my type.

Mom’s Ashley update was enough to get me to crack a smile. I could see the relief in her eyes as I showed a glimmer of positive emotion.

“See, I knew that would cheer you up,” she quipped, giving me a big grin before heading toward my door. “Well, I gotta get going. I have a couple stops to make before the mall closes—oh!”

Mom stopped and turned back to face me.

“Before I forget, do you have any plans for next Friday?”

I glanced around my apartment, then shrugged. “You’re pretty much looking at it.”

That wasn’t an answer she was going to accept.

“Your father has to go to dinner with some guys from work, so it’s just gonna be me that night. I figured you and I could go out to dinner. You should probably get out of the apartment for a night, y’know.”

I thought about it for a moment. “Yeah, I guess I’ll go.”

“Oh, good—it’s a date. I’ll even buy,” Mom said with a wink.

“Ooh, I should break up with girlfriends more often,” I chuckled as I felt the dark cloud over my head lift ever so slightly.

We bid each other a good night, then she went off to the mall while I finished my show.

Friday came quickly, and I arrived at my parents’ house around 5:30. My dad was already waiting for me at the front door as I got out of my car.

“You must be here for Heather,” my dad said. Considering I didn’t have a sister, this was the closest he could get to playing the role of a father whose daughter was going out on a date.

“Oh, stop,” I laughed as I walked up to the front porch and greeted him with a hug.

“How ya feeling?”

“I’m good. Feeling much better than I was before.”

“That’s good. She’s been talking about this all week, so I hope you two have a good time.”

Dad called up the stairs.

“Heather! Josh is here!”

“I’ll be down in a minute! I’m just finishing up!” she called back.

Dad turned to me.

“Surprise, surprise—she’s not ready yet.”

We shared a laugh before I heard footsteps coming from upstairs and my mother’s voice again.

“Oh, hi, honey! Ready to go?”

I glanced up and locked eyes with my mother. As she descended the steps, looking incredible, my dad nudged me.

“Make sure you have her home by 11,” he teased.

At that moment in time, I didn’t know if I could promise that.

Hello there!

I’m looking for a female partner to help me write this story of a newly single guy who takes his mom out on a ‘date’ and then back to his apartment for a wild one-night stand!

If you’re interested, please PM me with your kinks and limits. I don’t have a specific look in mind for Mom (and we can change Heather’s name if you’d prefer to do so), but if you do, please let me know! (If you use picture references, I ask that you please not use ordinary people; I feel much more comfortable with celebrities or pornstars.)

Finally, please do not jump into the story right away. I would prefer to discuss characters, the story, etc. and allow us to get a feel for each other before beginning! While this idea is set up to be just a one-night thing, I am more than comfortable with making it a longer-term story if things click between us and our characters!

Thanks for stopping by, and I look forward to writing with you soon!