Brian gets home schooled Pt2

Brian had been mastering his masturbating technique. He could last longer now by concentrating more on the shaft than the head and taking it slower at the start. As you might imagine, he practised a lot. It had been a week since his encounter with his mom and nothing more had been said about it. Brian figured it was up to him to take any further steps. That night had had a big impact on him. It changed his mindset about himself and he had become way more confident. He had certainly come out of his shell at school much more and not just with Kayleigh and the RP group but in general. He was contributing more in class, he was engaging with teachers and amazingly, he was talking to girls. One lunchtime last week he found himself sitting at the same table as a cheerleader. He chatted with her quite freely and without embarrassment. He nearly asked her for her phone number. Obviously he didn’t but, hey, small steps.

It had been a pretty good week for the new Brian. And he was ready to take it to another level. So Saturday morning, he washed, cleaned and polished himself, slipped on some shorts and headed downstairs where he could hear his mom in the kitchen. She had been shopping before he got up and was putting away the groceries.

“Morning sweetie.” She greeted him.

“Hi mom. You look good.” She looked exactly the same as she always did when she went shopping. She was neatly dressed in tight jeans and a long shirt but nothing special. Her hair and make-up were as impeccable as usual. He walked over to her so she could give him his usual good morning kiss. This had been a thing every day since he was tiny. The difference today though was that he kissed her. With a full-on grown up kiss. It wasn’t lingering but it was how she taught him the other night. It took her a little by surprise but she liked it.

“You smell good mom. New perfume?” She tilted her head and gave him a sideways look. Brian was being a little weird. “What’s for dinner tonight? I thought we could have a nice meal and then maybe some quality time together after.” He winked at her.

“Okay, sweetie. What’s going on? You’re being very strange.”

He went bright red. As much as he had come out of his shell, she had just put him straight back in.

“I was just trying to be more confident. Be a bit more manly. I’m tired of being a dork. I figured I’d try it out on you. Clearly I’m not cut out for it.” He gave one of his trademark pouts. Rose moved swiftly and gave him a bid cuddle.

“No honey. That’s not it at all. You were very good. I’m just not used to it from you.” He perked up a little. “You know that’s a great idea about dinner. How about we make it special, like a date night.” She was improvising now. “We can get dressed up. I’ll cook us up something new. And then afterwards…” She winked. His smile came back. That’s what he wanted to hear.

“Great mom. You’re the best.” He gave her a slap on the bum and poured himself some cereal.

Rose was good to her word. While Brain was upstairs all afternoon immersed in one of his online role playing games, she was in the kitchen meticulously preparing a three course dinner. She had seen such a huge difference in her little boy and she wanted this new side to him to flourish. She was pulling out all the stops. So once starters and desserts were prepped and the main course was in the oven she went upstairs to get dressed. She showered and applied body lotion to her already smooth skin. She styled her hair, plucked her eyebrows and painted her toenails. She picked out a set of lingerie in a stunning blue with suspender belt and stockings. Her blue Gucci dress was the star of the show. It was knee length but very elegant and showed off her curves perfectly, not to mention a small but tasteful amount of cleavage. She used minimal make-up and a pale pink lipstick. Finally, the earrings Brian had bought her for her 40th birthday and a sapphire necklace. A few generous dabs of her favourite Guerlain perfume and it was showtime.

The table was set in the dining room and she had candles ready to light.