Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Cello Jello ❯ Vol. Four: Chapter Eleven: Hot Mother ( Chapter 11 )

Hot Mother

Hot mamas need love. Nancy, Doll Face, and Makoto knew that. Summer was coming up. The fresh crop of men were coming out. But, they aren't hungry for men their age. No, no, no. Nancy came up with the initial idea. She showed them the flier. At first, her friends didn't get it.

“A cougar party?” Makoto asked. “What is it?” Nancy gave her a grin.

“A party for all of the bored older women and hot younger guys!” she said. Makoto's eyes lit up like stars, but Doll Face raised an eyebrow at her.

“Younger men?” she asked.

“That's right,” Nancy replied. Her Italian friend still eyed her.

“What?” Nancy asked. Doll Face slowly shook her head.

“I can't see myself with a younger man,” she said.

“Aww, why not?” Makoto asked. Her friend shrugged.

“I want a man, not a kid,” she said. Nancy smiled at her.

“Come on, Doll!” she said. “It'll be fun!” Doll Face frowned.

“Really now?” she asked.

“Yeah, please?” Makoto pleaded. “Please?”

“Please?” Nancy asked. Doll Face rolled her eyes.

“Whatever,” she mumbled. Nancy and Makoto celebrated to themselves. Doll Face sighed.

“So when is the party?” Makoto asked.

“Friday at night in Okinawa,” Nancy replied.

“This Friday?” Makoto asked.

“Yeah,” their friend replied. “Is… that a problem?” Makoto shook her head.

“No,” she said. “That's perfect.” They turned to Doll Face.

“Well?” Nancy asked. Doll Face threw up her hands.

“Whatever,” she mumbled. Nancy clapped her hands together.

“Okay then, that's settled!” she said. “I'll pick you guys up at noon on Friday.” Date, set, party!

Friday:

The three hot mamas pulled up to Fuji's bar and club. Seven o'clock and the party already started. Nancy smiled at her girls the rearview mirror. Makoto grinned up to her ears. Doll Face breathed out and pouted. The American driver grinned.

“Ready to go?” she asked.

“Yeah!” Makoto cheered.

“Whatever,” Doll Face mumbled. Nancy flipped back her dark brown ponytail. “Let's go!”

All three left Nancy's light blue jeep and went into the club. From there, they split off into solo flights.

Nancy:

American charm. They young players love that. The boys all stared at her naked legs as she walked. She sat down at the bar. Pounding lights flashed on her body. The music added to the atmosphere. Nancy glanced over to her left. A twenty-something guy had a beer in his hand. Nancy eyed him a bit. Nice charisma to him. He had the smile of an angel with his white rice teeth. His silver earring looked kind of sexy. Nancy licked her lips.

“Hi there,” she said.

“Hey,” her target answered. “You doing anything tonight?”

“Depends.”

“Oh what?”

Nancy finished her drink and leaned in close. “On what you plan on doing to me, baby!”

The young man grinned at her. “Yes ma'am!”

Game, set, flirt.

Makoto:

Sake. (Three Bottles) Cute guys eye her.

Ume sake. (Two Bottles) One twenty-three-year-old approaches her.

Happoshu. (Two Cans) “Hi, I'm Makoto.”

Third Beer. (Two Cans) “I'm Shinji.”

Shochu Awamori. (Five Bottles) They talk first.

Chuhai. (Four Bottles) Talking goes to flirting.

Tamagozake. (Four Cups) She's all handsy.

Yebisu Black. (One Bottle) They are out the door to his hotel room.

Doll Face:

Bored.

Unhappy.

Take a look around.

No one attracts her fancy.

This is stupid.

“Hey cutie!”

“Go away.”

“Baby!”

“Leave me alone.”

“Sweetheart.”

“No.”

“Come out with me, sexy.”

“Fuck off!”

“What?”

“I said, fuck off!”

“Okay, okay. Geez.”

Sigh and drink.

This is crap.

Until…

“Hello.”

Turn and look.

Bar tender twenty-nine, going to be thirty.

Charming business smile.

“Hello…”

Friday's done, only two more days to go before the girls head home Sunday.

One Hot Mama