Message-ID: <5562eli$9711101123@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/5562.txt> From: sigmunf@aol.com (Sigmunf) Subject: "A Sigmun Story (Mom's Boyfriend Part 1/3 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <19971110021900.VAA14168@ladder02.news.aol.com> This story is meant for adults only. If you are under 18 OR are offended by adult material then please leave now. Mom's Boyfriend Part 1 Boarding flight 253 for Denver, the loudspeaker screamed. I hurriedly gathered my things and moved toward the gate. It had been 5 years since I had seen my Mom and her husband. I had been studying in Hawaii. My longtime dream had finally come true of becoming a doctor . I had completed my residency and now I was a full fledged pediatrician. I am hoping to start my own practice in Denver. But that's not what this story is all about. I want to share with you an incident that happened to me when I was 15 years old. This is not a sick perverted story , but… maybe you may think so, and my feelings are mixed about the whole thing, especially since I will be seeing Joe again soon, (Mom's husband). My Dad died when I was 6, Mom had given birth to me when she was 18. She had a promising career as a beauty pageant contestant, but I guess that just wasn't meant to be. She has never made me feel bad because she had me, because my Mom is a survivor and has always wanted nothing but the best for me. I know she loved me and always made me feel special. Mom had become a registered Nurse while my Dad was alive and she went on to become a Doctors assistant. I really respected Mom for her moxy and wanted to be like her. I have finally arrived I thought to myself as we lifted off the runway streaking upward into the blue sky inside the jumbo jet. The story I want to tell you about all started when I was 15. Mom had basically stayed unattached since Dad died. She was too involved with making a living for us and raising me. She kept a very close watch over me and protected me from everything. She had enrolled me in a Catholic School down the street. We lived in a very affluent neighborhood and were highly respected. About two months before my 15th birthday, Mom had started dating a fellow she had met at a doctors gathering at the hospital. He was a well to do real estate developer. I encouraged Mom to start dating, she had been alone long enough. It certainly wasn't because my Mom was not attractive that she didn't date, she was stunning . Tall, about 5'9", long brown hair and the class of a aristocrat. Well this Joe must have been pretty special because I saw a change in Mom's demeanor after she met him, I could tell she must have really liked him. Anyhow, she informed me that she was going to have dinner with him and wanted me to join them and meet him. I was thrilled, I couldn't wait to meet the person that made Mom happier and more radiant. than I had seen her in years. Finally, Friday night came and Mom picked me up after work and after she changed into fresh clothes we left for the restaurant. I was impressed when we arrived. It was a French upscale restaurant with a beautiful atmosphere. When we entered, all eyes turned to us. Oh, by the way, not only was Mom stunning, but I was as well. I stood 5'1", had brown hair and blue eyes, and a pretty cute figure. Everyone said I took after my Mom. As we entered, Mom spotted Joe and he got up to greet us. Wow, I thought. He was really a handsome man. Immediately I knew that him and Mom made a great couple. Mom introduced me. Joe, this is my pride and joy, Susan Hello Susan, Joe responded with a bit of a foreign accent. Something like Omar the actor. I liked being referred to by my proper name. So many people called me Susie, or honey or some other condescending name like "young lady" or something. Joe treated me with respect. I liked that. As he reached out his hand to shake mine I know my face flushed. I was embarrassed. We ended up having a great dinner, we talked for a couple hours and it was really great having conversation with an adult man. It almost seemed like a family. On the way home Mom couldn't wait to ask how I liked him. She was pleased when I said I thought he was great and that I thought they made a great couple. I knew Mom really like him. Well, tell me Mom? Tell you what Susan? Well, are there any special plans in the future. Mom just blushed and giggled like a teenager. Well, who knows, we will just have to wait and see. 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