The same night I dreamed again about being with Elena. We were walking in a cornfield, her hand in mine, and in the middle of the tall corn she looked at me and asked me to kiss her. I was happy to oblige, and then she said, “I love you and want to be your lover.” At that moment, the silence was broken with the sound of a siren outside, and I woke up… I was upset, wishing I could sleep a little bit longer and see where the dream would take me. I was attracted to Elena and wanted her.
In the morning, I woke up, hearing her steps by my door. I said, “Elena, come on in.”
She opened the door and said shyly, “Sorry if I woke you up. It’s quite late, and I wanted to be sure you were OK.”
I looked at my watch. It was almost noon! I smiled at her, “You are right. I guess I was more tired than I thought. I’ll be out shortly.” I wore a tee shirt and my shorts, went to the bathroom, shaved, showered, and came out feeling great.
Elena laughed, “Lazy boy, do you want breakfast or lunch?”
“I’ll have whatever is easier to make, if you allow me to take you to the movies.”
“Honey, yesterday you were good to me. You don’t have to entertain me each and every day.”
I gazed at her lovingly and blurted, “Elena, I hate to tell you, but I am not doing it for you. I wish to be seen with a gorgeous lady on my arm.”
Her face flushed, and she mumbled, “You are lying, but you do it in a cute way.”
“Take it or leave it!”
“Stop threatening me or I’ll complain to my son.”
“Can’t hear you!”
“Honey, it will take me 15 minutes to prepare a full breakfast and 30 minutes for a steak lunch.”
“Breakfast then.”
She started making the eggs. I approached her backside and rubbed her shoulders.
Elena groaned, “Joe, I love your magic hands. Your massage feels fantastic.”
“Mom, let’s have a deal: You stop complaining that I force you to spend time with me out of the house, and I’ll massage your body 3 times a week.”
She turned to me, and her eyes explored mine, “So now in addition to taking me out on a regular basis, you offer to spend time giving me a full body massage?”
“In short: YES!”
“What is wrong with you? Why would a young, attractive guy waste his time with an elderly woman rather than looking for a more suitable spring chicken?”
“The answer is simple; I love you, and I have no interest in young girls.”
“But honey, even if you have older ladies fetish, I am married to your father.”
“Does it mean I cannot take you to the movies, the park, or to a restaurant?”
Elena gazed at me for a long time. I saw tears in her eyes. Again.
I hugged her. Her huge breasts pressed against my body. My dick woke up and began rising. As I was about to let go, her hands hugged my waist and her torso clutched to mine. Elena’s tits poked me, and my cock hardened further. There was no way she wouldn’t feel it…
She lifted her face to me, “Joe, I start understanding what you mean. It’s an unusual compliment to Mom, but I get it. Do you prefer I’ll stop hugging you from now on?”
I grinned, “Actually, I’d rather you do it more often.”
She smiled, “You are so naughty…”
Well, she wasn’t angry at me. It was a good sign. But I wanted more. Much more…
…
In the afternoon, we went to see a matinee movie. She chose Love Story which was showing in Landmark Theater. Elena said she watched it years ago and wished to see it again. I saw the 54 year old film long ago, but did not object. We had an hour before the movie started, and I reminded her that robes were not accepted in theaters.
She joked, “Honey, do you want me to dress up for the movie or for you?”
“Of course for me.”
“OK. I’ll be ready in half an hour.”
Elena exited her room and smiled at me, “Are you happy now?”
I couldn’t talk. My tongue got stuck in my mouth. This stunning lady wore a short light blue dress, and 3″ heels matching shoes. The dress was glued to her curvy body and despite her efforts to cover her humongous rack, the upper parts of her mammaries were on full display. She added red lipstick and slight makeup and looked sexy as hell! I just ogled her with my mouth agape.
She smirked, “Honey, I did it for you, but if you think it’s too much, I’ll change.”
My brain connected with my mouth and I blurted, “Don’t you dare!”
She chuckled, “You men are all alike: Love to watch busty women.”
I whispered, “Mom, I’d love to do more than watch…”
She gave me a short stare, and said, “Let’s go.”
The theater was almost empty, with barely 5 people spread around. We sat in the middle with nobody near us.
As the movie started, Elena leaned on my shoulder. My hand wrapped around her upper arm, and we focused on the screen. All was well until Ali MacGraw’s cancer symptoms began. Elena’s arms hugged me and she buried her face in my chest. As her breasts pushed against me, my rod started rising and stiffening. She had tears in her eyes while I got aroused…
I whispered, “Girl, take it easy, it’s only a movie.”
She cried, “But it’s so sad.”
I don’t recall what made me do it, but I tenderly lifted her chin and kissed her gently on her soft lips. She seemed to start kissing me back, but then she disengaged and mumbled, “Please, we cannot do it.”
I did not insist. She watched the movie till the end, and my eyes alternated between the screen and her glorious tits. She caught me once, but except for a short smile, she did not react.
When the movie finished, and we were on our way to the car, Elena said, “I loved this sad movie. They played very well. Thank you for bringing me here even though you were much less interested in the movie itself.”
What could I say?! I whispered, “Elena dear, I love you and will do ANYTHING to make you happy.”
She kissed my cheek, “I know honey. Now I get it.”
Dad arrived when I was in the bathroom. Through the door I heard him and Elena talking, although I didn’t hear the subject. When I came out, they stopped. Dad smiled at me, “I heard you took Mom to the movies. Thank you. I should have done it long ago.”
“How was work today?”
“Busy as usual. If we are lucky, in 2 weeks the normal working hours will be back.”
“Since I am not working yet, is it all right if I take Mom somewhere for a couple of days? She hardly moved out of the house for a long time.”
“Son, your idea is commendable. Spending time with your step-mom will strengthen the bond between you two and will give her a break from crabby me.”
Elena started saying, “Honey, you not crabby but too busy…”
He cut her off, “Joe is right. A 2-3 days vacation will do you good. See new places, visit attractions, and forget about cooking and laundry. What could be better?”
“Honey… are you sure? Let’s talk about it later in our room.”
The food was tasty, like always. Then, I kissed her cheek, winked at her, and murmured, “I’d love traveling with you to any destination you choose.” She inspected my face, sighed, and moved to the sink.