The Perfect Couple

Jennifer sat on the couch watching TV. This is how she spent most of her nights, as most of her friends had gone away to college. However, since her deadbeat dad wouldn't help her with tuition, she was stuck going to junior college for a couple years. Her brother, Michael, had recently moved back in after a messy divorce. He had married his high school sweetheart, but it turned out she had a thing for getting laid and not just by Michael.

Michael was usually in a poor mood, as would be expected, so Jennifer usually just stayed out of his way. Their mom, Sarah, had been through a divorce and did her best to comfort her son. However, Sarah also worked 50 to 60 hours per week and was usually very tired by the time she got home.

It had been just Jennifer and Sarah for the last three years, so now they were getting readjusted to the old routine of having a man around again. Jennifer had a boyfriend sometimes, but Sarah had barely had a handful of dates since the divorce. Michael usually spent his time holed up in his old room.

Night after night, and week after week they went through a mostly silent routine. Finally, Jennifer decided she had had enough.

"Alright," Jennifer said over dinner. "I'm sick of us all pretending like no one else is here. Mom, you need to get out and have some fun. Mike, you just need to get out and do something!"

"Geez, Jen," replied Michael. "Perhaps if you had been through something like this you'd understand how crappy life is for me."

"Don't get my wrong, I know it sucks. Patty is a cheating bitch, but she is getting the best of you if you just sit here all the time."

"She's right, Mike," added Sarah. "I didn't start healing from my divorce from your father until I went on a date a year later."

Michael just continued eating, not really wanting any part of this conversation.

"Michael! If you are going to live here, then you will participate as a member of the household."

"Fine, what do you want me to do?! I'm all of 24 years old and my life is already in the toilet. It's only been 2 months and maybe I'm just not ready to get a girlfriend! There, I participated, you happy?"

With that he got up from the table and went to his room. The two women listened as he stomped up the stairs and slammed his door. They didn't say anything else during dinner and went about their own business for the rest of the evening.

About a week later, they were back at the dinner table again. None of them had brought up the subject of dating anyone since that night. So, as they sat around quietly waiting on the pizza, Jennifer decided to rehash the subject.

"So, I've been thinking," she said.

"Oh, good lord, spare us!" Michael said in a somewhat playful tone. His day had been better than most and it showed.

"Shut it," she replied. "I think I have a solution that will get you both out of the house for an evening."

"Oh, do tell Ms. Nostradomus of the dating world," added Michael.

"Michael, you should listen. Jennifer has had plenty of dates in the last few months, which is more than I can say for either of us."

"Thank you, mother. Now, my suggestion is this, and before you say 'no' you have to give it a chance. Agreed?"

"Yeah, sure," said Michael.

"Mom?"

"Oh, I'm in on this too?"

"Yes, so do you agree?"

"Ok, why not. What's the plan?"

"Alright. The plan is that you two are going to go on a date... together."

"What?" responded Michael in shock. "I can't take MOM on a date. That's sick."

"I didn't tell you to screw her."

Sarah almost fell off of her chair.

"Look, we live in a city of millions. No one will know the difference and you two can use the time out of this house."

Michael just sat there, staring silently picking at his plate. Sarah was still slightly stunned by the previous commentary. Jennifer watched them both, hoping for any sort of reaction.

"Seriously?! You two are ridiculous. All I suggested is that you two get out of the house for a night," exclaimed Jennifer as she grabbed her plate and glass, heading for the kitchen.

A few minutes passed and Michael looked up at his mother, who seemed to finally be getting over her daughter's blatant commentary. He gave her a sheepish grin and Sarah smiled back, not knowing what to say.

"I guess it wouldn't be horrible," Michael said, breaking the silence.

"Gee, thanks," Sarah replied.

"Oh, that's not how I meant it. You know, I mean..."

"Yeah, I get the point. Maybe it would be good for us to get out of here for a night."

"Well, it is only 6:30, so why don't we just take off before we change our minds."

"That is a fine idea," Sarah replied as she stood up. "I just need to go throw some more suitable clothes on."

"Me too, see you back down here in ten minutes, Mom," he said.

Sarah froze as she hit the first step. "Ok, Michael, I think maybe you should call me Sarah for tonight."

"Oh, right. Sarah it is," he said with a smile. Sarah just shook her head and grinned as she continued up the stairs. Michael was still thinking about what his sister had said. He caught himself stealing a glimpse of his mom's ass as she went up the stairs ahead of him.

"Gonna have to quit that shit," he mumbled to himself.

Michael went into his room and quickly changed clothes, making some attempt at looking presentable. He then headed back downstairs to wait.

Fifteen minutes later he heard footsteps and looked up the staircase. The woman he saw barely resembled the one he followed up only a short time ago.

"Wow!" he stated. "Who are you? And what did you do with my m... with Sarah?"

"Smartass. Quit staring and tell me where you are taking me."

Michael took a moment to stare. Somehow he had never really paid full attention to how hot his mom was. She normally wore pretty frumpy clothes, but this outfit was one he had never seen before. She had traded in her blue frame glasses for some wire rimmed ones. Her auburn hair was no longer pulled up, but laid neatly across her shoulders. Her blouse was tasteful but made quite sure everyone would know that she had a nice pair of tits under there. Finally, a knee length skirt accented the long legs she usually hid in loose fitting mommy jeans.

Michael blinked a few times and then said, "Well, I was thinking maybe a nice steak and maybe a movie."

Sarah enjoyed the attention she was getting, even if it was from Michael.

"That sounds fine, as long as it isn't some movie where the girls run around naked all night."

"Aww, come on! That rules out all the good ones," he replied with a playful smile.

Just then, Jennifer came bounding down the stairs. She stopped about three steps from the bottom and let a big smile spread across her face.

"You two are going on a date, aren't you!"

"It's not a date. We are just getting out of the house," Sarah replied.

"I've never seen you wear that outfit, let alone anything like it just to get out of the house."

"Hey, it was your idea."

Jennifer just smiled, feeling pretty proud of herself.

"Well, have fun and don't do anything I wouldn't do!"

"That won't limit us much," jabbed Michael as he opened the door. Sarah stepped out ahead of him, not waiting for Jennifer's reply. There was no further exchange as Jennifer walked off into the family room to watch some TV.

"So, which car are we taking?" asked Sarah.

"Well, I took the liberty of getting the spare keys to the Mustang."

"Oh? And who said you were allowed to do that?"

"I would hate to take such a gorgeous lady out in a 1996 Nissan Altima."

"Fair enough," she said with a smile as they climbed in her black 2008 Mustang convertible.

Michael carefully guided the car out of the car and down the driveway. The power of this car compared to his Altima seemed to excite him. As they headed off towards a steakhouse in another part of the city, Michael couldn't help but notice the perfume that was filling the air with a very pleasant scent.

They didn't say much at first, so Michael flipped on the stereo.

"What do you listen to?" he asked.

"Whatever, you pick," Sarah said.

Michael quickly punched up his favorite classic rock station and adjusted the volume so it wasn't too loud for them to talk. He noticed Sarah tapping her fingers on the arm rest to the Led Zeppelin song which had just started.

"You like this old stuff?" he asked with a smile.

"It isn't that old and it is pretty good stuff," she replied, looking out the window.

Michael's mind wandered a moment as he caught a glimpse of her legs, a few more inches had been exposed as her skirt rode up. He quickly snapped himself back to reality as he remembered this is his mother.

They chatted a little as they drove through the city. Michael knew she liked one particular steakhouse and he made his way there. He could see the smile on her face as they pulled in the parking lot. The line was long and finding a parking spot looked to be nearly impossible. That was when fate stepped in. Michael glanced towards the back of the restaurant as they searched for a parking spot, there he spotted what he thought was a familiar face. He rolled down his window.

"Hey, Chucky!" he yelled.

"Holy shit! Mikey! How you been?" said the man as he walked towards the car.

"I'm good, man, but I'd be a hell of a lot better if I could find a spot for this beast and get through that line before tomorrow morning."

Chucky just smiled and pointed at the Employee of the Month spot.

"I don't want to get towed because some high schooler gets pissed off," Michael said with a grin.

"No problem," replied Chucky as he walked over ahead of them and dropped a vinyl sleeve over the sign. Now it looked just like any other spot.

Michael grinned as he pulled in to the spot and rolled up the window.

"Who is that?" asked Sarah.

"Eh, Chucky and I had some good times in college before I met... well, during my freshman year."

They climbed out of the car and Chucky was stunned by the hottie Michael had with him. He gave Michael a wink and a not so subtle thumbs up. Chucky had never met Sarah, so their cover was still intact.

"Thanks for the spot Chucky, now we can get to that two hour wait," Michael said with a laugh.

"Come on, you think old Chucky would let that happen?" asked Chucky as he took a long look at Sarah. "Follow me."

Sarah felt a little dirty after Chucky devoured her with his eyes, but she figured it was worth it if it got them in the restaurant quicker.

They walked in the back door and through the kitchen. Sarah caught more than one guy taking a look at her as she walked past them. She felt a tingle that she hadn't felt in a long time, she remembered how much she liked being noticed.

Chucky took them into the dining room and put them at a nice, somewhat private table for two. No kids were around and it appeared that this could be the best table they had ever had here. Chucky put their order in and brought them some drinks. Michael stuck to his favorite beer, while Sarah sipped at a Cosmopolitan.

They talked about a little bit of everything until dinner came. Michael caught himself using all his manner as if he was on a first date, something not lost on Sarah. She was impressed by the way he was acting, hardly believing this was the same guy that lived down the hall from her.

After dinner they enjoyed a couple more drinks, and the effect was visible on Sarah. Michael had no problem holding his beer, so he found it mildly amusing his mother had a buzz. He flagged down a waitress and asked for Chucky.

"I'm gonna go use the ladies room," said Sarah with a grin as she excused herself from the table. Michael couldn't help but stare at her ass again as she walked away.

"Hey, buddy," said Chucky as he walked up, also enjoying the view. "Getting back on the wagon?"

"Uh, sort of, I guess."

"Well, hey man, you could do a LOT worse than that. That is one hot MILF."

Michael just smiled.

"Hey, make sure and tap that once for me," added Chucky.

"Oh," said Michael as the smile melted a little. "Yeah, ok man."

"You can't seriously tell me you aren't gonna hit that tonight!"

"Well, I don't know."

"Dude, if you don't, just send her back over here, I'll show her a good time."

"Chucky, I can assure you that is one thing that won't be happening," Michael responded with a laugh.

"That a boy! Hey, dinner is on me."

"That is much appreciated, here's a tip for all your hard work," replied Michael as he shook Chucky's hand, sliding him a folded up $100 bill.

"Right on, anytime man," Chucky said as he smiled and headed off into the crowd.

Sarah walked back up about that time.

"You ready?" Michael asked.

"Sure, let's get out of here. What movie do you want to see?" asked Sarah as they headed for the door.

"No clue," he replied.

They made their way to the car and then out onto the street.

"I have an idea," Sarah said with a grin. "How about we go back home and watch a movie, just relax a little."

"Oh, well, if you want to do that instead of going to a theater, I don't mind."

"Did you want to go to the theater?" she asked.

"Nah, its ok," he answered.

They drove back through the city and Sarah didn't say much as the Cosmopolitans were obviously having an effect on her. Michael couldn't help but let his eyes linger a little as she laid the seat back, causing her perfect tits to stand out from her chest. The mix of her perfume and his hormones made him forget for a few moments that this was his mother. He could feel the bulge growing in his pants, and started thinking some pretty carnal things when reality hit him like a cold shower. A tinge of guilt hit him as they turned onto their street.

As they approached the house, Michael noticed a car in the driveway. He pulled in behind it, leaving the car running.

"Wait here for a minute," he said. "I'm gonna run in and make sure the family room is available."

"Ok."

Michael climbed out of the car and went in through the open garage door. On through the kitchen and the hallway, until he peeked around the corner of the family room. The television was on, but no one was there.

About that time he heard a loud groan from upstairs. He quickly bounded up the stairs and listened. Again the groan came from down the hall. He walked quietly along the corridor until he heard the sound again. It was coming from Jennifer's room.

He walked up to the doorway and peered cautiously around the doorjamb.

There was Jennifer, on her stomach and naked. A very muscular young guy was on top of her and slowly sliding his cock into her. With each stroke, Jennifer would let out a loud moan. Michael could feel his hormones rage back to life as his cock stirred in his pants. He knew he should look away but somehow was drawn to the erotic scene before him.

The smell of sex filled the air and Michael fought to keep from pulling his cock out right there. Watching this guy stuff his cock into his sister's tight pussy was driving him crazy. Then he pulled out of her and turned her over. Michael's jaw dropped as he admired her six-pack abs and breasts that stood out from her body. The nipples were rock hard and he felt his cock strain against his pants. He shifted his position slightly so he could see her face, and just in time to see her expression as the guy thrust his cock back deep inside her. Her eyes never opened, but the moans coming from within her assured Michael that she was enjoying herself.

"No wonder she wanted us out of the house," he thought. He knew he shouldn't be watching this, but it was better than any porno he had ever seen. Then he remembered that his 'date' was waiting in the car. He stared for one more moment at the sopping wet pussy before him and then quietly made his way back out of the house.

He knew it would be impossible to hide his raging hard cock, but was counting on the darkness to help him out. He opened the car door and quickly slid in.

"Not staying here, I assume? I thought maybe you got lost," commented Sarah.

"Oh, Jennifer has company over and we decided maybe we should just go to a theater."

"Alright," replied Sarah, knowing that he was lying. Sarah recognized the car and knew it was her old boyfriend Sam. Jennifer had told her mother about their sex life and that although it was great, they knew they didn't have a long term relationship ahead of them. Sarah wondered if Michael had caught them fucking, as she once had.

Sarah remembered walking in on them as they fucked on the family room floor. She admired the young stud's body and was amazed at home much Jennifer's taught young body reminded her of her own from years ago. Sarah had expressed the importance of safe sex after that, but never made mention of actually catching her in the act.

Michael sped off toward a multi-plex theater a couple miles away, still thinking of the scene had just witnessed. Sarah had sobered up and was quite aware that Michael was pre-occupied mentally. She smiled, wondering how long it had been since he had gotten laid. She was sure this wasn't something mothers wondered about regularly, but it was on her mind now.

"So, Michael, mind if I ask you a question? You don't have to answer if you don't want."

"Oh, no, it's ok. What's the question."

"Well, when was the last time you got laid?"

"Do what?" he said, as his brain snapped back to reality.

"It's a fair question."

"Well, when was the last time you got some?" he retorted, wishing he could take it back just the second after he said it.

"Oh? You really want to know that?" she replied with a grin.

"Uh, well..." he thought, just wishing he could get to the theater.

"Three weeks ago," she answered before he could complete his thought. "It was with..."

"No, no... I'd rather not know that part."

"Alright," she said with a smile. "So, now its your turn."

"You really want to know?"

"Yeah," Sarah replied, truly interested now.

"Well, Patty and I last had sex a year and a half ago."

"Holy shit, you must really need to get some," she said with a huge grin.

Michael pulled the car into a spot in the theater lot and slowly turned to look at Sarah. The look in his eye surprised Sarah and she stopped smiling. The look of lust was powerful and Sarah just stared back at him.

"I saw Jennifer having sex just now. Her pussy was right there, I couldn't help but stare. I so badly wanted to feel her. Her perfect breasts were heaving every time she moaned. It was like I was watching something surreal."

Sarah just studied him, not sure what he was thinking.

"So, you didn't even attempt some casual sex with someone to get your rocks off?"

"No, I tried a couple times in the last few months, but could never bring myself to finish the deed. I always wanted to make it more than it was. I only wish I could find someone that could be my partner in something that is nothing more than sexual gratification."

He just looked ahead out of the car, his brain racing with what he was telling her. Not sure what she would think. Then he caught a motion with her peripheral vision. Sarah had raised her hips out of the seat and hiked up her skirt to her hips. Michael stared at the smooth thighs before him and wanted so badly to feel them. Then, she slowly slide her black panties down her legs and onto the floor. Michael followed them along ever inch of her legs and felt his cock jump back to full attention.

"Well, get over here," Sarah said as she spread her legs, revealing her neatly trimmed pussy. The scent that escaped her body reminded him of the smell he had experienced not long ago in Jennifer's room.

Carnal desires took over and he quickly unzipped his pants. The belt buckle seemed to fall off on its own as he pushed his pants down to his knees. He braced himself as he crawled across the car. He lowered his knees to the floorboard and scooted her seat back. She slid forward until her steaming pussy was right at the edge of the seat.