Martha felt excited, nervous, anxious, horny, and a few other things as she paced the floor in the downstairs half of the Anderson family home; waiting for one of her sons to arrive. She was back in the outfit everyone saw her in this morning at breakfast, the special dress upstairs waiting for her to put on.
As she expected, Eric came home from school first, because freshmen were dismissed a little earlier than the other grades.
"How was your day son," Martha asked as pleasantly as she could.
"All right. I'm kind of tired though," admitted Eric.
"It was a rough night for all of us," agreed his mother. "I managed to take a nap while you boys were at school. Perhaps you can go to bed a little on the early side tonight to make up for it."
"What's that old joke about the last thing anyone ever does at a slumber party is sleep?" asked Eric, which brought a brief smile to his mother's face. Then he paused before asking, "Mom, is everything going to be all right?"
Martha didn't hesitate before saying, "Honestly? I hope so."
"You and dad aren't going to get a divorce, are you?" asked Eric, fearful of the answer.
"Truthfully? Things between us aren't as great as they should be right now, but it hasn't gotten that bad yet," replied Martha, hoping that would make her son happy. She had actually given that possibility some serious thought, but was leaving that option aside as the very last resort in this situation.
"I'm glad," said Eric, as he hugged her.
Martha returned Eric's hug before asking, "Do you have any homework this weekend?"
"An essay for science due Monday."
"Well, the sooner it's done, the more of the weekend you have free," replied Martha. "Would you like me to fix you a snack before you go to your room?"
"No. I'd rather save room for the pizza you promised we could have tonight while you and dad are out," said Eric, as he started toward the staircase. Then he stopped and asked, "Will it be okay if I go over to a friend's house tomorrow?"
"You're starting to make friends at school? That's great," said his mom. "Of course you can." Not wanting to admit that she might not be home for breakfast, Martha added, "I'll be sure to tell Nate before I leave. Just remind your brother before you go and be back in time for supper."
"Okay mom. Thank you. I think I'll get on this homework while it's still quiet," said Eric, before going up to his room. What he was truly thankful for was that she didn't ask for more details, because Eric wasn't sure how his mom would react to the fact he was going over to a girl's house.
Martha Anderson waited until she heard her son's bedroom door close, then snuck up the back staircase, which ended right by her bedroom door, to get ready for her date with Samantha and Frances.
Nate and Ben stopped by the Twists' house first so Ben could drop off his school stuff and collect what he needed for the sleepover at the Andersons.
By the time the older boys reached Nate's, Mrs. Anderson was back downstairs waiting for them, wearing a sweater over her black dress so they couldn't see how sheer and sexy it really was.
"Boy mom, you look great," said Nate, as they walked in the front door. She had fixed her hair and make up too. Ben thought he smelled perfume coming from her, along with a couple of other things, but never commented on that.
"Thanks son. I left the pizza money on the kitchen table. Eric's upstairs working on his homework," said his mother. "Ben should know a couple of good pizza places. Be sure to order at least one Eric likes. I also promised him that he could go over to a friend's house tomorrow. Your dad and I both have our house keys," she added, grabbing the dress's matching purse off the living room's coffee table.
"But Ben and I also are meeting my future pack leader tomorrow," Nate reminded her.
"Then be sure to activate the security system and lock up the house if you all go before either of us get back. I honestly don't know when your dad or I will be home, but if an emergency happens, either you call 9-1-1 or Ben calls his mothers immediately, depending upon what's going on."
"Yes, ma'am," said Nate, as Martha walked towards the front door.
"Mrs. Anderson," said Ben, before she opened the door.
"Yes?" she asked, turning back to face the boys.
"You look great, and my moms are really looking forward to this night. I hope you have a great time too," said Ben.
"Yeah, me too," added Nate.
"Me as well," said Martha, with a slight blush to her cheeks as she left the house.
It was a short walk to the Twists residence, but it was all Martha could do to keep from running over there.
Unlike her house, the lesbian werecats and their adoptive werewolf son lived in a more modest one story home.
Martha liked the well kept lawn and the flowers growing everywhere. Gardening was something she had plenty of time for, but not much skill or luck achieving. If the idea was to kill the plants as quickly as possible, then she was great at it. Otherwise...
As Martha stepped on the front porch, she shook her head to clear her thoughts and took a deep cleansing breath to calm herself.
Then, she nervously reached out and pushed the doorbell button.