Matt's mom arrived home with food for dinner. She pulled her SUV hybrid into the driveway and waved politely at Emily's older brother, Brian, who was sitting lazily on a lawn chair in the back yard drinking a beer with two friends. Brian graduated high school two years ago and didn't go to college. Instead, every day he cuts lawns and drinks beer, usually shirtless. That was her perception anyhow. Also, he must work out. Mom didn't mind taking in his muscular upper body, glistening with sweat from the day, as he turned and lifted his head and pointed with his beer in her direction. His two friends followed with their eyes. Mom saw knowing smiles on their faces as they nodded their heads and snickered. She was honestly slightly nervous around them and seldom did more than wave from her car and hurry into her house when they were around.
Mom knew she met the definition of most young mens' definition of a MILF. She was fit, tall with long legs and long blonde hair. To complete the package she was blessed, (or cursed?) with heavy breasts that stretched out most of her sports bras very quickly. Her nipples were always poking through her top too. It was hard to keep a man's eyes from her chest when making conversation.
Tonight, she was feeding her physically-handicapped son, Matt, and his new girlfriend, Emily, who was staying the night. Earlier in the week, Mom brokered a deal with Emily to go on a date with Matt and stay the night hoping her son could have his first sexual experience. Emily was an adorable, blonde cheerleader that Matt had a crush on. To Mom's surprise, Emily revealed the feelings were mutual.
The timing was perfect since Emily's parents were away for the weekend and gave her permission to stay until they got back on Monday. Friday night came, after much anticipation for Matt, and Mom. She wanted her son to lose his virginity at the same age she did. Persuading Emily to help her out was Mom's birthday gift to him.
Mom brought in a couple bags of groceries along with some clothing she bought Emily as a gift. Truth be told, she bought Emily some sexy clothes in case she needed another outfit to change into this weekend.
Dropping the groceries on the table, Mom took the clothes and went looking for Emily and Matt. She approached his door. It was closed. Would she walk in and see his son getting some head or something? At least she heard the TV on. Then, putting her ear to the door, she heard laughing and Emily talking to Matt. Her voice was bubbly and full of sunshine. Smiling, Mom knocked on the door. "Matt...Emily."
The door opened and Emily, cute as can be, and with noticeably wet hair, smiled at Mom and stepped out. "Hi Mrs. Lacey." Emily closed the door behind her. Mom caught a brief scent of pussy and looked down at the bag of clothing she carried, smiling. "Matt's taking a shower and will probably be awhile."
"Eve. Please, call me Eve."
"Okay, Eve." Emily looked up at Matt's Mom with such deceptively innocent eyes. Her gaze paused, briefly, at Mom's breasts, and her cheeks reddened. "I think your son is liking our date so far." Her cheeks blushed again as she turned her head, breaking eye contact. "What do you have there? Something for Matt?"
"In a way, but it's actually for you."
Emily squeaked with excitement and gave a quick cheerleader jump. Mom was mesmerized by her chest as her over-sized but perky tits bounced beneath her sweater. Surprisingly, she felt a pulse of arousal. Clearing her throat, "follow me".
Eve led Emily into her bedroom and carefully laid the new clothes onto her bed. "So that's why you asked me what my size was earlier."
"I got you a couple of things with you...and my son in mind". Mom smiled and actually blushed, herself, after looking over the outfits she had bought Emily.
"I love them! Mind if I try them on so you can tell me how they look before Matt sees me in them?" Without waiting for an answer, Emily pulled off her cropped, fuzzy sweater-top and turned her head to look at the clothes on the bed. Her breasts pointed right at Eve and were exceptional. Perky, quarter-sized nipples that were stiff and pointing outwards slightly. Eve's desire grew...she wanted to suck on one. It had been a long time since last had. Her pussy warmed.
Emily unzipped the back of her tight, beige skirt. The zipper caught for a few moments. Emily's back arched and chest pushed out even more as she struggled with the zipper. Her beautiful blonde hair fell down her back sexily. Finally the zipper gave and her skirt dropped to the floor. No panties, Eve noted. Instead Emily was shaved bare except for a pin-stripe mohawk of blonde fur coming up a few inches above her clit. Eve admired Emily's pale, pink lips and hooded clit. Her young nipples matched although they did look a bit swollen and reddish. Perhaps she masturbated? Or did her son already have a little fun with this hot little tart?
"I've never worn a bikini before!" Emily pulled on the bottoms first. It was truly tiny. Emily's pussy mound was barely covered by the thin, dark fabric. The skin on either side of her slit remained uncovered. She had what Matt's friends called, 'a sweet gap'.
"It's going to be hot tomorrow, I thought you and Matt could work on your tans", Eve said, a bit too huskily, her arousal growing.
Next, Emily tied on the top. She had to pull the strings several times to stretch the tiny top enough in order to tie it. The thin fabric covered most of her breasts but the bottoms of her pale boobs peeked out underneath each bikini top section. "How do I look?", Emily asked, considering herself in a nearby mirror.
Eve crossed her legs, embarrassed that she was so turned on by watching this young girl. She also sensed her nipples becoming irritated as they hardened. They were pushing her sports bra out. Quickly, she picked up the bag that the clothes came in and discreetly covered her shame with it. She uncrossed her legs, hoping to relieve the warm itching. "You look amazing. Boys must be all over you."
Emily looked over a shoulder and blinked her eyes "and a girl or two...". She looked Eve in the eyes for a long moment, and then blew a kiss before returning to gaze at herself in the mirror. "Have you ever...um..."
Eve held her breath, her heart raced. "Have I ever...what?"