She opened the door and walked into the hallway calling out her daughter Alexis name.
Hearing no answer she walked towards the kitchen stepping out of her heels and feeling a relief to be home. There on the kitchen table was a red envelope, from her daughter's stationary, with the showy large swirls of handwriting that indicated it was from Alexis. She slipped her manicured nail under the flap and loosened it.
"Damn it!" she said under her breath as she read that her daughter had decided to go to Vegas for the weekend with her girlfriends.
Elena thought to herself "What a selfish little bitch. Now what am I supposed to do."
She had convinced her daughter to go on a date with an 18 year old young man she had met at the mall several weeks ago. He had helped her change a tire on her car and she offered him a ride home. On the way she had discovered that he was very shy and was having a hard time with girls.
Apparently he had asked several girls at his junior college to go to party with him they had made a big deal of rejecting him publicly. She told him "You're an attractive young man, just lacking in experience and confidence. You just needed to keep trying."
Elena instantly decided to help him and told him that she would ask her beautiful 19 year old daughter to go to the party with him. "If you do it John the other girls think they were missing out on something and will quickly make you popular."
Several days later, after convincing her daughter with a bribe of a new outfit, she introduced John to Alexis. She could see instantly that John was very attracted to her daughter but that Alexis, being somewhat shallow, wasn't attracted to him.
Alexis had already bought the new outfit and so she had agreed to go on the date.
Elena talked to John on the phone, even actually dropped by the mall to give him a little encouragement and coaching for his "Big Date."
He confessed to her "I told some of my friends that I was bringing a beautiful blond girl to the party, in fact I bragged we were going steady."
"Now he's really going to be embarrassed in front of his friends and I'm the cause of it!" she said out loud to herself. "Oh why do I have to get so involved?"
She went upstairs and had changed out of her business suit and was standing in her underwear when the phone rang.
Sure enough, it was John. "I took your advice and got the nice shirt and slacks you had pointed out." She could hear the excitement in his voice and dreaded having to tell them that his "Date" was off.
Out of the corner of her eye she got her reflection in the full-length mirror, the she turned slightly from side to side she thought she could pass for a college girl. The countless hours of Pilates and swimming had kept her figure youthful and firm.
Suddenly a plan hatched in her mind and she told John in a hushed voice "OK show up at 8."
She looked more closely in the mirror and thought for 36 she looked pretty youthful, no wrinkles and maybe if she wore her long blonde fall that fell over her shoulders it might work.
She took a quick shower, applied a youthful sexy makeup look and put the long fall on.
"It just might work" she whispered and then walked over to her daughter's bedroom to look in the closet for an outfit. She reached in and grabbed the new garments her daughter had just bought. She held it in front of her and looked in the dressing mirror. "It serves her right" she smiled and then nervously laughed. "The skirt's too short, and the top will show a lot of my tits. But that's the way Alexis and her girlfriends dress."
As she took the outfit out of the clear plastic she discovered a matching bra and thong set of sheer black lace. "What the hell! OK, when in Rome." she said as she slipped out of her bathrobe and stepped into the tiny thong and pulled on the pushup bra. The panties just barely covered her bush and her nipples and breasts are clearly poking out of the bra. She pulled on the tight Lycra tank top and then wrapped the skirt around her hips. She had to push it down a few inches lower on her hips to make her feel comfortable with the shortness.
She turned around a few times in front of the mirror admiring how she looked while moving her head from side to side watching how the hair swayed so seductively.
It was incredible, she looked like one very sexy college babe. She just finished strapping on the three-inch summer sandals when the doorbell rang.