The Hot Mom

I was in a rush to reach Dover’s Park Lane to attend a dinner party with Mr. Lancer, who is the owner of Lancers Automobiles, one of the most well-known automobile Companies of the World! As for me, I am Neilson Luna. I am 26, 6’2” tall with a light brown complexion and green eyes. My light brown hair was cut short and trimmed at the edge. People describe me as the most hot and handsome eligible bachelor of the world, behind my back. This completely brings a smile on my face to hear the word “Most Eligible Bachelor!” I mean, yes, I am the heir to Luna Corporates – the largest manufacturer of Precious Jewellery and Adison Automobiles –one of the largest automobile company of the world. We have a huge Mansion here in Manchester and a 25 floors Office. We also have many properties across the world including New York, Paris, Dubai, Australia, Canada along with others. But I am not like other rich entrepreneurs who believe that all who don’t have money and bank balance worth nothing and are not eligible! I respect others and am generally polite. Having power doesn’t make me irresponsible! I am a bachelor because a secret part of me is a dreamer. I always dream to have a gentle, beautiful and caring wife who would cook for me, wait for me to return home…just like I read in stories. But dad wants my future wife to be with a strong personality and with a successful, bright career to match mine or at least be similar. My Mom wants a lively girl who would love fashion and would be accompanying her to SPAs and parties. Huh! Now that’s an impossible combination you see! So I have given up on the thought of finding her because I have doubts that she even exists!! After driving for almost 45 minutes I finally reach the Lancers. They have a decent farm House.  Quite a big one actually. The guards open the door for me as soon as my vehicle reach there. I enter the huge garden area and drive straight to the Mansion Main door, getting down from my Black BMW, I hand over the keys to the Valet. I find Mr. and Mrs Lancer waiting at the entrance for receiving me. I could see the frown on their faces. They exchanged a glance at each other, probably because I drove myself. Aha ! now that’s not what rich people do. They always have drivers and bodyguards. But am just not like all others. It is not that I don’t use a driver or bodyguards but once in a while I love to mix up like a commoner. In fact I would like to do that more often but reality doesn’t permit me to be careless. Fame and wealth can be such a boon and a curse at the same time. Today however Steve, my personal bodygaurd insisted to accompany me and sat quietly beside me throughout the drive. He knows me well, I love driving and I love silence. I love to ponder into my inner world of thoughts quietly while steering smoothly through the traffic and roads. I usually don’t speak much until there is a good reason. In a while, the Lancer couple greets us smiling and extends their hands. “Good evening Mr. Luna, Thank you for coming”. They said with a generous smile. “ Good evening Mr and Mrs Lancer ! Thanks for having me here for the dinner.” I said humbly. We shook hands and they led us inside. We went to the living Hall where a few other guests have also gathered. They were talking to each other enjoying drinks and snacks. It was a close gathering. Only close family, friends and a few business associates. “ Thanks for accepting our invitation and joining us for dinner. It is a great honour to have you among us today. Please make yourselves comfortable. The dinner will be served soon. Meanwhile I will arrange for drinks. What would you like to have?” Mr. Lancer asked with full attention. I look at him, trying his best to impress me. He is 6’ tall, 42 years old. His complexion is fair much, with blue eyes and Golden hair. He talks less. “Please don’t worry, we will help ourselves. Being the host, am sure you have guests to attend to. We shall be comfortable ourselves. You please carry on.” I replied politely. “ Sure. As you wish. we will join back soon.” Saying this he looked at his wife who was also standing with him and left. I went straight towards the bar with Steve. We took Champaign and sat on two nice sofa’s at the bar. After a couple of minutes, Mr. Lancer joined us back along with a lovely lady of age around 22 years. She was almost 5’9” tall and had a fair complexion with blue eyes. Her features were not sharp but she was smart and elegant. Also she had a lovely figure which was quite prominent through the thin fabric of her deep maroon shoulder less dress which went till her ankles. She had golden curvy hair. I just took a glance at her and shifted my gaze to Mr. Lancer. “ Mr. Luna, please meet my daughter Ms. Tracy Lancer. She is a big fan of yours” Mr. Lancer introduced her while she extended her hand towards me. “ It’s a pleasure to meet you Mr. Luna. My father speaks very highly of you.” She smiled generously while I shook her hand gently. “ The pleasure is all mine.” I smiled softly at her. “ Darling, please see that Mr. Luna is attended properly.” Mr. Lancer told his daughter putting his hand on her head. “ Dad! My hair will get spoiled. It took me an hour to set it.” She glared at her father and I could clearly see the embarrassment on Mr. Lancer’s face. “And don’t you worry, I will give him the best company he has ever had.” She winked at me saying this. “ Please excuse me then, I am sure Tracy will take good care of you. I will join back once dinner is served.” Nodding curtly Mr. Lancer excused himself leaving us with Tracy. Soon Steve also excused himself to attend to a call. We sat there at the bar area in some awkward silence as I never preferred talking much. I thought to leave as soon as dinner was over, I have a new project going on and a lot of work was pending. “So Mr. Luna, heard that your company is launching a new car, completely different from what we see. And you also gave a statement last week that it will be a revolution all together?” Ms. Lancer who sat in a chair across me, spoke moving little closer to me, leaning forward to show her curves and slightly bulged cleavage. I hesitated and moved a little back. I don’t feel comfortable with women, leave alone the ones who are too friendly for a first meet. I said with a straight face, “ yes, it is true.” She didn’t seem to be much satisfied and was about to say more but I stopped her saying, “ You can check my yesterday’s statement, if you wish to know more. Now, kindly excuse me, I would like to meet some old acquaintances.” I lightly smiled and didn’t hesitate to leave to, where I don’t know, but away from this lady. I clearly understood her father’s intentions and it was just like many other fathers who had eligible girls whom they wanted to marry off to me.