My name is Amy, I live in Singapore and I have just turned 18 years old and started studying at the National University of University this year. I live with my mother in a nice apartment on the East Coast.
My mother was just 16 when she became pregnant with me and was subsequently forced into a marriage with a man she hardly knew and never loved – a marriage doomed to failure.
However to her credit she stuck with the marriage as best she could despite dreadful treatment both mentally and physically by my father. The incident that triggered her separation and subsequent divorce happened when I was 8 years old and actually involved me. One night my father arrived home, drunk as usual, and she declined to sleep with him and went and locked herself in the spare bedroom after he hit her yet again. He then charged into my room, tore his clothes off, pulled me from my bed and started sexually molesting me. My mother rushed into my room and hit him over the head with the heavy light stand in my room. He passed out and my mother immediately packed up all his things, put them in a suitcase and deposited them outside the door of our apartment. She then called the police who came and arrested my father and took him away. I do not know to the day what subsequently happened to him because my mother became fiercely protective of me and his name was never mentioned in my presence again. I do know that Mum pursued a very successful divorce case because she retained controlling shares in the family business which was importing beauty products and we were also able to move into a very nice apartment and live a somewhat luxurious and peaceful life free of any financial worries.
However that incident stayed in my mind and I had nightmares for years after about the ugly sight of my naked, drunk father bursting into my room and grabbing me. So it was not surprising that my mother protected me from boys and men and kept me in a very feminine environment. I did notice that she also had very few men friends herself aside from those whom she met during the running of the business and she had a number of strong, supportive friendships with women although I never thought twice about these. I should at this stage say that at 34, my mother is still a very beautiful woman, a slim and sexy body, breasts not particularly large but firm and proud, with long black hair halfway down her back. I am also very fortunate to have inherited all her good features and attract plenty of looks and stares when out shopping and plenty of interest from boys. However I dressed very conservatively and was not really interested the attention I attracted.
However once I started at University Mum decided it was necessary to widen my horizons, particularly my sexual horizons, so that I would be aware of the good and the bad, the potential pleasures and the dangers that were ahead. I was very happy when Mum proposed a special day for my 18th birthday in January but I was very surprised at how the day evolved. It all started over breakfast when Mum outlined what she planned for the day. She planned to start with a special shopping trip to buy me "a new wardrobe befitting my beautiful daughter as she embarks into the adult world". Then the plan to go to Raffles Hotel for lunch from their wonderful Buffet followed by a visit to her favourite spa for "the full treatment" as she put it. Following this day we would return to the apartment for a special dinner for just the two of us.
So it began. I have always been quite a conservative dresser with fairly plain underwear and outer clothes which tended to minimise my beauty rather than promote it. From the start it was obvious that Mum intended to completely change this and as the shopping trip progressed she encouraged me into a completely new style with tasteful but very sexy skirts, tops and dresses which enhanced my figure and my long legs. She picked out one particularly stunning black cocktail dress which was absolute class – short but not indecent and which clung snugly to my body and just made me feel so sexy. Mum was not neglecting herself during this shopping spree and she also purchased a number of beautiful and seductive items.
Finally we progressed to the La Senza Lingerie store in Centrepoint Plaza (Singapore's answer to Victoria's Secret) where it immediately became obvious that Mum was a regular customer attracting very attentive attention from the very smart and beautiful Manageress whom she introduced to me as Anna. We both chose a wide range of sexy items and retired to the fitting room to see what we liked best with the Anna following us in. Mum showed no shyness at all and immediately stripped off ready to try on the first items. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Anna was watching the strip intently and obviously approved of what she saw.
