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*Chapter 3**Things were going swimmingly between Ben and his aunt with the added sexual element to their relationship, but his mom was a whole different matter. She seemed to be working even more than usual, which he thought was her way of avoiding him. Is she afraid we might cross the line again? He thought as he prepared her breakfast. Even if that were the case, she wouldn?t escape spending time with him today. He had called off work for her and made reservations at a fancy restaurant she'd been dying to go to.Putting her breakfast on a tray, he brought it to her bedroom and set it on the bedside table next to her head. ?Rise and shine, Sleeping Beauty.? He opened her curtains, letting sunlight and walked to the side of her bed again.His mother groaned and then sat up with a panicked start. ?Oh my god, what time is it?? Her head darted all around, and she felt all over her bed. ?Where?s my phone? Why didn?t you wake me up, Ben???Because you?re not working today. I called the gym and have Kathy covering for you.?She frowned. ?Why would you do that? I?m going to work.??Alright. I guess I?ll take Aunt Laura to La Douchebag tonight.?Marie's eyes popped open. ?You actually managed to get reservations there? Don?t screw with me, Ben.?He laughed out loud. ?Play with you and your food? Wouldn?t dream of it.??Mmm? Fine.? She grumbled. ?And speaking of food, do I smell scrambled eggs and pancakes?? His mom sniffed around.?You have a nose like a hound dog.? He chuckled and grabbed the breakfast tray to set on her.?I?m going to ignore that comment and say thank you.? She raised an eyebrow taksim escort (https://shetaksim.com/) at him and began eating.Ben sat down on the edge of the bed and turned his torso to her. ?I know you?ve been a little hesitant to spend time with me after what happened, but I promise not to push you like that again, Mom. I just want us to have fun together.?Marie set her fork down to look at his sad smile. Have I been avoiding him?? I have, haven?t I? How could I do that to such a sweet boy when all he's thinking about is my well being? It is true that what happened between us was intense, but he hardly forced me to do anything. Thinking about it, she leaned over to kiss him on the lips, making his eyes open in surprise. ?I?m sorry for not spending time with you, Ben. But that?s going to change starting today. Deal???Deal.? He had a big smile now.Once night arrived, they got ready.Marie stepped out into the living room where he was already dressed on the couch. She was wearing a skintight dress that accentuated her voluptuous figure, her wide hips, and supple ass the foremost things that were on display; she was also wearing stockings and high heels, which immediately turned him on.Ben practically hopped up from the couch. ?Wow, Mom. You look absolutely stunning!??Thank you. It was just something I had laying around.? She checked herself. Yeah, right. I literally spent an hour trying on different dresses. ?Are you sure it really looks okay?? Oh my god. I?m fishing for compliments from my own son??Are you kidding, Mom? A blind man could see how good you look.? He walked over and grabbed her hand to raise beşiktaş escort (https://shetaksim.com/) it so that he could twirl her around.The forty-two-year-old woman giggled. ?What are you doing??He let go after one more spin. ?Sorry. Just couldn?t resist checking out the rest of you in this dress.? And your fat ass. ?Well, thank you, Ben?? She smiled, looking at him closer. When did my boy become such a charmer? Her eyes passed over his buttoned shirt and slacks. No, not boy, man. ?You don?t look so bad yourself.? She reached out to adjust his collar.?Thanks, Ma.? He grinned and stuck out his arm for her to take. ?Well, madam. Are you ready for an extravagant evening full of overpriced food with names we probably won?t be able to pronounce?? He did his best to sound British.?Ha. That was a crappy accent, but I?ll give you points for trying, and yes, I am.? His mother hooked her arm around his.Once the pair arrived at the restaurant, they were greeted by the maître d' who stood behind a podium-like object. ?Hello, how may I help you???Wow. They got a real French guy and everything.? Marie leaned close to Ben to whisper.He chuckled and looked at the man with a wispy mustache and slicked back hair. ?Yes, sir. We have two reservations under Rodgers.?The French man checked the open notepad on the podium and nodded. ?You and your mother can follow me, monsieur.?They were led into a dimly lit room full of tables with fancy-looking people in shimmering dresses and expensive Italian suits and were seated in the corner. The maître d' left to let them decide on their meals.Picking up his menu that was already on the table, Ben tried to read the foreign-sounding names and laughed. ?Looks like I was right. I can barely pronounce half of this stuff.??Yeah??He put the laminated menu down to see his mom had a defeated expression at her seat directly across from him. ?Don?t worry, Mom. I?m sure everybody else can?t read them either. What the heck is escargot, anyway??She shook her head, forcing a smile. ?It?s not that. The maître d' assuming I was your mother just reaffirms that I?m not exactly a spring chicken anymore. I know it?s a silly thing to get upset about, but I can?t help it.? I may act tough, but I?m still a woman. ?Mom, you?re beautiful. Don?t let that bother you.??Thank you, Son.?But he could see his words had little effect. I have to do something! The French man returned not long after. ?Have you two decided???Yes, my girlfriend and I will be having the roasted duck and escargot, please.? Ben leaned over to give two pecks.?W-What are you doing, Ben?? She gave a scared glance to their server.?I?m sorry, but you look so stunning tonight that I might pounce on you if not for all the people around? and the fact that we?re in a restaurant.? He turned to the waiter. ?Would you not agree this woman is nothing short of a queen - no, Goddess!?The French waiter chuckled. ?Yes, monsieur. Her beauty is magnificent.? He left after.Marie started laughing, too. ?You?re crazy; you know that???For you.? Ben grinned.She giggled. ?You?re so corny.?When done eating, the server brought them a complimentary bottle of wine.?Oh, no. I don?t drink?? Marie glanced at Ben. ?And my boyfriend isn?t of age yet.??Come on, Marie. One glass isn?t gonna kill you.? He took the wine.She gave a resigned groan. I am supposed to be having fun tonight. ?Fine.?