Family Night Ch. 01

Friday Night was supposed to be family night for the Howard Family. Forty year old Lorraine had started the tradition a few years earlier, in an effort to keep her Husband, Frank from getting drunk like he did every other night.

Unfortunately it never worked out that way.

Frank, her husband of twenty years, was a full blown alcoholic. He would be sober when he got home from work, but as soon as dinner was eaten, Frank would head for the liquor cabinet, grab a bottle of whiskey, and then drink himself into oblivion. Sometimes he would skip dinner, and begin drinking as soon as he got home. He had been doing this for over ten years.

Lorraine hated that her husband drank so much.

His drinking was affecting every part of their lives. Frank had lost interest in his family and friends. He was starting to leave work early on Fridays so he could spend more time hiding in his bottle.

To make matters worse, with the exception of a rare drunken screw, which gave Lorraine no pleasure, Frank hadn't touched his wife sexually in almost ten years. Over the last couple of years even the alcohol induced sex had stopped.

The lonely housewife had tried everything she could think of to keep her husband from drinking. She had tried to get her husband to attend AA meetings. She had asked his buddies to talk to him. She even threatened to leave him if he didn't give up the booze.

But he would get drunk anyway.

Lorraine and her eighteen year old son, Mitch, would end up finishing family night alone, as Frank headed off to bed to pass out.

This night however, Lorraine had a plan that she hoped would work. She intended to use her body to seduce her husband, in an attempt to keep his mind off the booze.

The plan for this family night was to watch a movie together.

Mitch usually sat with his mother on the couch, when they watched television, while Frank sat in his recliner and drank straight out of the bottle. This evening, however, Lorraine asked Frank to lie on the sofa with her during the movie. She also asked him not to start drinking until after the movie was over.

He reluctantly agreed.

Lorraine had spread out a blanket on the sofa for them to lie under, so they could snuggle, while they watched the movie. She intended to dress in one of her long shirts that she wore to bed. Only this time she was going to leave her panties in the bedroom.

Her husband would feel her bottom pressing against his cock as they watched a movie. With her body to keep Frank occupied, Lorraine hoped her husband would forget about the booze for one night. Besides, she desperately needed to be made love to. She was extremely horny.

Of course, the biggest risk of being playful with her husband during the movie was having her son discover what they were doing under the covers.

That's why she chose an action movie.

Hopefully Mitch would be so engrossed in the movie that he wouldn't notice that his parents were subtly playing with one another under the blankets. Once the movie was over, she planned to turn in with her husband for a night of passion.

Lorraine knew it was a futile plan, and it probably wouldn't keep her husband away from the booze; but she had run out of ideas.

Of course, Mitch would feel left out since he usually sat on the couch with his mother.

But that was something she would have to deal with later. Lorraine loved her son deeply, and she knew he loved her just as much.

Mitch was always attentive to her needs.

She enjoyed the time she spent with hr son.

But Mitch wasn't a substitute for her husband.

And the forty year old wife and mother wanted her husband to sober up and begin treating her like a woman like he used to.

Mitch was a handsome young man who went out of his way to make her feel like a woman. He would spend hours with her, most every night. Most eighteen year olds wouldn't do that for their mother, but Mitch loved his mother deeply.

Frank, on the other hand, spent his evenings ignoring Lorraine as he drank himself into oblivion.

Mitch had always felt that his mother was too good for his drunken father. The lad felt that she was more deserving of a man like himself. He knew it was considered taboo to have these kinds of feelings about the woman who had given birth to him, but Mitch had wanted his mother as his own for as long as he could remember.

Mitch frequently told his mother that he loved her and he wished she was his wife.

Lorraine would hug her son and tell him that she was very flattered, but if she was his wife, she wouldn't be his mother.

Mitch would often sit with his mother on the couch with his arm around her shoulders while they watched a movie.

Lorraine would lean against her son, enjoying the attention her son gave her.

But still, Mitch was her son, not her husband.

Frank was glad that he didn't have to sit with his wife, so he could drink his whiskey in peace. He still loved Lorraine, but he wasn't in love with her.

The booze had gradually replaced his wife as his lover.

On Mitch's eighteenth birthday, Frank told his son to be a good son and make his mother feel like a woman.

Frank was drunk out of his mind when he told his son that. The next day, he didn't remember having the conversation with his son.

Mitch, however, remembered every word of his father's instructions. He had no problem with fulfilling the request. He took his father's instructions as opportunity to become the man in her life. From that day on, the young man went out of his way to make his mother feel extra special. He asked his mother if he could continue living there, instead of getting a place of his own.

Lorraine knew she really should make her son get a place of his own so he could begin his life as an adult, but once he moved out, her loneliness would become even stronger. So in desperation she agreed.

On the fateful Friday, that would forever change Lorraine's life, Frank had gotten home from work about an hour earlier before he was supposed to. He told his boss he wasn't feeling well, and needed to go home early.

His boss knew Frank had a drinking problem, and he wanted to go home so he could drink. But Frank was a hard worker; and he usually only left work early on Fridays, so he let him go.

Lorraine knew why her husband had left work early. She was in for an uphill battle to keep him from drinking. So she used that extra time before Mitch got home from work to speak with her husband about her plan to stretch out on the couch together.

Frank looked like he would rather be somewhere else, but he reluctantly agreed to her plan. The truth is he wanted to begin his weekend of drinking early. He had stopped at the liquor store on the way home, and bought a couple of extra bottles for the weekend, so he could drink until he went back to work on Monday.

Mitch arrived home from work an hour and forty five minutes later. He noticed the blanket lying on the couch. He figured this was another attempt by his mom to keep his dad from drinking.

"This is not going to work," he muttered to himself as he looked at the blanket. He knew the blanket wouldn't get used.

His dad would grab a fifth of whiskey and park himself in the recliner like usual, and drink until he was ready to go to bed.

Mitch knew he needed to work harder this night to make his mom feel extra special. He decided that if his dad didn't lie on the couch with his mom during the movie, he would. He would make sure his mother felt loved and wanted.

Mitch showered and changed into a T shirt and boxers like he did every family night and was sitting in the living room talking to his father.

Lorraine was busy loading the dish washer. She put in the final glass, and then poured in the dish washing powder. After closing the door, and starting the machine, she ran up the back stairs to her bedroom. She grabbed one of the knee length shirts she slept in, and then quickly peeled off her clothes. She then slipped the shirt on. As planned, she removed her panties so that her husband would feel her bare bottom through the thin cotton shirt. Lorraine felt kind of naughty knowing she wouldn't be wearing panties in her husband and son's presence. She just hoped Mitch wouldn't become aware of her lack of underwear.

The thought that her eighteen, almost nineteen year old son might realize she was naked under her shirt would be embarrassing.

But Lorraine was willing to take the risk if Frank would pay attention to her for once, instead of spending his time getting drunk.

She checked herself in the mirror to make sure nothing showed through the thin shirt. Her thick nipples stuck out against the thin material.

Mitch had seen his mother's heavy breasts through her nightshirt numerous times before, so she never worried about him seeing her nipples through her sleeping shirt. Lorraine grabbed up her perfume bottle and sprayed a small amount on the sides of her throat.

She then headed downstairs.

As she entered the living room, her heart sank.

Frank was sitting in the recliner, holding a fifth of whiskey. He had started drinking already, even though he said he wouldn't. He refused to look at his wife, knowing he'd broken his promise not to start drinking until after the movie was over.

Mitch was reclining on the couch. He was covered with the blanket. He gazed up at his mother. He immediately noticed her thick nipples sticking out through her shirt. Then he noticed her lack of panties as the lamp that sat on the table behind her illuminated her crotch. Mitch had no doubt that his mom had removed her panties because she wanted his dad to have sex with her. His cock twitched. "Which movie do you want to watch tonight, Mom?" The young man asked, as he struggled to keep from staring at her crotch.

Lorraine hid her disappointment. She feigned a smile, and said, "It doesn't matter. We can watch whatever you want." It really didn't matter to Lorraine since her plan to keep Frank from drinking had just gone out the window.

"I recorded a good movie earlier this week. It's a romantic comedy."

"Mitch, you hate romantic comedies," Lorraine replied.

"So, you like them. Besides, this movie isn't too bad."

A sigh escaped her lips. "Sure sweetie, we can watch the movie."

Lorraine waited for her son to sit up.

However, instead of sitting up, he simply pulled the blanket back for his mother.

Lorraine, feeling defeated by her husband's drinking, resigned herself to another night of family time with her son. She stretched out on the sofa, in front of Mitch, with her back to him.

Mitch caught a whiff of her perfume. He subtly breathed in her fragrance. The young man draped the blanket over his mom's body. He then grabbed the remote and hit play.

Lorraine half lay, half reclined in front of Mitch as the movie started. Aware of her nudity beneath her shirt, she was careful not to lean too far back against her son.

Frank sat in the recliner, taking slugs from the whiskey bottle.

Mitch laid the remote on the end table, and then slid farther back into the couch. He was propped up on his right elbow so he could watch the movie over the top of his mother's head. He continued to breathe in the scent of her perfume.

The opening credits began.

Lorraine instantly recognized the movie. It was one of her favorites.

As the movie started, Lorraine began to feel like she was going to slide off the couch onto the floor.

She had tried to recline so her bottom wasn't pressed against her son's torso, but this didn't leave enough room for her to be comfortable.

Sensing his mother's discomfort, Mitch leaned close and whispered, "You can scoot back if you want," into her ear.

Lorraine wasn't sure she should, but she had no other choice. She scooted back until her back was pressed against her son's T shirt clad chest. This also placed her round bottom against his boxer covered pelvis. Lorraine hoped that her son didn't notice she wasn't wearing panties.

Mitch could feel his mother's round bottom pressing against his semi flaccid dick.

The feel of her soft, round bottom against his pelvis was pure ecstasy to the young man.

Frank, of course was only interested in getting drunk.

Mitch slid his blanket covered left arm around his mom's waist. He then kissed his mother on the back of her head. "I love you," he softly whispered into her ear. "You smell wonderful."

Lorraine patted Mitch's hand. "I love you too. And thank you for noticing," she whispered back. She was glad that someone had noticed, even if it was her son.

Frank sat in the recliner drinking from the bottle.

When Frank had gone to the refrigerator to get his bottle earlier, and then plopped down in the recliner, Mitch knew he had his work cut out for him to make his mother feel extra special. He knew she hadn't felt like a beautiful woman in a very long time. Mitch was determined to make his mom feel like she was the loveliest and most special woman on the planet.

He climbed under the blanket and waited for her to come down. But when he saw she wasn't wearing any panties, other thoughts began forming in his horny young mind. At that moment Mitch decided his beautiful mother needed to feel like a sexy woman again, instead of the wife of a drunk.

She needed a man to satisfy her sexual needs.

And Mitch was going to make sure his mother's needs were met, no matter what.

As the movie progressed, Frank began to get drunk. Soon his eyes began to glaze over.

Lorraine tried to enjoy the movie, but she kept glancing at her husband. She could feel the palm of Mitch's left hand against her stomach. Lorraine could also feel her son's flaccid penis resting against her bottom. She hoped he couldn't tell that she wasn't wearing panties.

Mitch inhaled the scent of his mother's perfume again.

Her scent was intoxicating to him.

The young man wanted nothing more than to make his mother feel like the sexy, desirable woman she is. He made a decision that he knew could destroy her trust in him. But his mother needed to feel like something other than the wife of a drunk. Making small circles with his hand, Mitch began to softly caress his mom's stomach through the thin material of her cotton shirt.

Lorraine was immediately comforted by her son's gentle caresses. She could always count on her boy to make her feel special.

As the eighteen year old stroked his mother's stomach, his dick began to thicken in his boxers.

Lorraine could feel her son's semi erect penis as it pushed against her shirt covered butt crack. She was surprised that her son's penis was getting hard against her bottom. She quickly told herself that it wasn't Mitch's fault. The touch of her thinly covered bottom against his pelvis was causing her son to get an erection.

It was just an involuntary reaction caused by the contact of his pelvis and her bottom, and nothing more.

Lorraine decided to ignore it. But ignoring the thickening pole that was pressed against her bottom was not that easy. She could feel it lengthening along her butt crack. Her pussy began to moisten.

Mitch obviously didn't take after his father, because his penis was only semi erect and it was already much bigger than Frank's.

Frank took another swig of whiskey. He hadn't even bothered to look towards the couch.

As Lorraine struggled to watch the movie, she felt Mitch's hand begin to make bigger circular motions across her stomach.

He moved his hand slowly, but his hand was definitely moving farther up and down his mom's tummy. Soon his fingers were caressing Lorraine's pelvis through her thin nightshirt.

The forty year old woman was more than a little shocked by her son's touch. She wanted to ask Mitch to stop caressing her, but she didn't want to draw Frank's attention to what was going on. She was sure her son wasn't doing it on purpose, so she remained quiet.

Besides, a man's touch felt nice to the lonely and unsatisfied woman. Even if that touch was coming from her son.

It had been far too damn long since Frank had given her any attention, and Lorraine craved attention.

As the movie reached the romantic part, Mitch's caresses became bigger. Soon his thumb was touching the underside of Lorraine's right breast.

The pretty housewife began to ask herself if Mitch's actions truly were accidental.

Could he be using the cover as an excuse to feel her up?

Lorraine knew the idea was crazy. After all, she is his mother.

Then the tip of Mitch's middle finger caressed her clit through the thin material of her sleeping shirt.

Lorraine stiffened, but she managed to remain quiet. She didn't believe for one second that her son's contact with her clit was an accident. Her son had touched her clitoris on purpose.

Lorraine glanced over at her husband.

He had tipped the bottle up and was taking another drink.

Mitch's hand moved up her stomach, until it came into contact with his mom's right breast. Only this time he let his fingers slide up to brush across her right nipple.

Even though she was in shock from her son's bold move, Lorraine managed to force herself not to react. She didn't want to draw Frank's attention to what was going on. However, her nipple did react. It grew hard against her son's touch.

Mitch smiled inwardly as he stimulated his mother's nipple. He could tell from her reaction that she was shocked. But he could tell by the way her nipple hardened to his touch that she was excited. He made small circles around his mother's nipple with his middle finger.

Lorraine squirmed slightly as her son stimulated her sensitive nipple. Her nipples have always been a weakness to her.

Frank used to drive her crazy simply by caressing her buds.

After several minutes of stimulation, Mitch slid his hand down his mother's stomach to her clit. He repeatedly caressed his mother's torso, from her sensitive right nipple, to her clit.

Lorraine couldn't believe her son was doing this to her. She knew he had a crush on her, but lots of sons have crushes on their mothers. Quite often, a boy's first crush is his mother.

But Mitch was carrying this too far.

Mitch slid his hand up to Lorraine's right breast again. He gave her breast a gentle squeeze.

Lorraine was in complete and utter disbelief. Her son had just blatantly copped a feel of her breast.

Mitch then slid his hand back down to his mother's clit. Only this time he pressed his middle finger tip against her button. He began to stimulate her clit, causing it to swell with blood.

Lorraine lay there in shock. She couldn't understand why her boy would do something so bold to his own mother with his father sitting five feet away.

Mitch's cock had grown hard against her bottom.

Lorraine felt numb with disbelief. Her son was touching her in a manner that is completely inappropriate. She could feel her son's erection between her butt cheeks. She wanted to jump off the couch, but that action would attract her husband's attention.

In his drunken state, Frank would become violent if he knew what his son was up to. He would most likely beat Mitch to within an inch of his life, and then throw him out.

Lorraine certainly didn't want her son hurt.

Mitch held his breath as he stimulated his mother's clit. He was taking a huge chance by doing this. But the young man was willing to take the chance if it meant making the woman he loved feel like a woman again. He pushed his pelvis forward, so that his cock was wedged between her butt cheeks.

Lorraine felt the length of her son's erection between her butt cheeks. She couldn't believe that her own son was becoming sexually excited because of their contact. Not knowing what to do, she decided her only option was to lie still and wait for her husband to finish his whiskey.

He usually headed to bed after emptying the bottle. Once Frank was in bed, she would make Mitch stop, and then scold him for his shocking behavior.