Neither I nor my friend Sam had any classes Friday afternoon, so we headed down to the park to throw some disks.

We were playing an energetic jumping and running game, while flirting with any girls who happened to pass by and generally having fun, when I spotted Sue’s mom watching us.

Now for those of you who didn’t read “breakfast at Sue’s”, I’ll describe Sue’s mother to you briefly; she’s Chinese-American, but not one of those petite kowtow types. A lean, solid woman of about 5 ft. 8 inches, with slim muscular hips, and ample breasts. She has thick black hair down to her waist, and an irresistible, ready smile. And she is one helluva great fuck.

Much to my embarrassment, I had never actually caught her name.

“Hi, Daniel. How are you?” She said, walking up to me. There was another woman with her, fortyish, attractive. Perfectly groomed shoulder-length black hair, and blue eyes. Office clothes and shoes that looked out of place here in the park, briefcase.

“Who’s your cute friend? This is Erica, would you like something to drink? We were just going to go over there and get a couple of cokes. You guys sure look hot. Ha ha, hot and sweaty, I mean!”

Sue’s mom had a kind of hyper babble. She was so personable though, you had to forgive her for it.

“Sure. Great.” I replied, and ran to catch the Frisbee.

“Who are the babes?” Asked Sam a few minutes later, as we walked over to the ladies, who had spread out a blanket on the grass.

“The one in the business clothes is Erica, and I’m not sure of the other one’s name.” I answered.

We had barely sat down when the hyper babble started up again.

“Hi, Sam. I’m Lucy. This is Erica. Erica has afternoon off. She’s a fund manager for Ernst & Young. Aren’t these guys cute, Erica?”

I was really quite relieved to know Lucy’s name. It’s truly embarrassing meeting an ex-lover and not knowing her name.

She babbled on, and Erica also managed to get out a word or two.

Erica had nice legs, I noticed, and something about those perfectly manicured fingernails and her self-assured demeanor made her well worth flirting with.

Still, when Lucy invited us to have dinner with them over at her place, I don’t think I would’ve accepted it. The evening was young, and there were plenty of sweet young college girls cruising around. And I’d been burned by Lucy before.

“What about Sue?” I asked.

“Oh, she’s off somewhere with her father for the weekend. I don’t understand why just when the weather gets nice at home people start going other places. Personally, I like to travel in winter when it’s cold here and go somewhere warm. So, what about it, boys? A double date at my place tonight?”

I was just working on a polite way to decline when Sam answered first; “Great! We’d love to. What time?”

“Eight.” Said Lucy.

“I don’t know if I can make it, Lucy.” Interrupted Erica, “I might have to work tonight.”

“Don’t be silly, Erica.” Said Lucy, “I’ve just got us a date with two cute college boys. Don’t try to wiggle out of it, it’s what you need and you know it.”

“Well, sorry, Daniel. But that oriental babe was turning me on big-time, and I thought you had the hots for that executive type. Pretty kinky, Daniel. She looks old enough to be your mother.”

“Well, Sam, she may not look it, but Lucy’s about the same age. I had a one-nighter with her daughter. That’s how I know her.”

I didn’t tell him that I had also screwed Lucy in the morning.

“No shit.” Sam said, in his characteristically articulate way.

Sam never turned up at the dinner. I was there alone with these two man-hungry women. I had mixed feelings about it; I tended to go for girls my own age. I hadn’t realized that Lucy was Sue’s mother when she’d dragged me into her bedroom. I thought she was a sister or something; she really looks much younger than she is. She had known I came in with Sue, and I felt that it was a nasty thing of her to seduce me.

But I found Erica to be very sexy, and I loved the way she flirted with me; it was very flattering. She was like some high-powered executive type and good-looking. I have a certain fascination for women like that. I thought it might be cool to be her 19-year-old toy boy for a night or two of fun.

Lucy is a real whiz in the kitchen; she had two pots and a wok going at once.

Erica was wearing an expensive-looking long green dress that didn’t manage to hide her charms, even though it came down to her toes. She wore open high-heeled shoes, and her hair was pulled back, exposing her neck and her ears. She had on a light amount of makeup; she really didn’t need much. Despite the slight creases around her eyes and the corners of her mouth, she had wonderful clear pale skin that contrasted wonderfully with her dark hair.

Lucy was also dressed as though she had been expecting to go out on the town or something: heels and net stockings, thigh-length leather skirt, and a low-cut blouse. She wore a lot of bracelets that jingled as she busied herself in the kitchen. While Erica looked dressed for the opera, Lucy looked ready to go out clubbing.