Chapter 2: Dinner Date
She had gotten ready, taken her shower, putting the water cool. And they had met downstairs, she wasnât sure why she had dressed how she had, wearing a dress she had only bought to wear when she was alone. She loved dressing up on nights she had the house to herself, and putting in one of her movies, special movies. She usually ended up on the floor in the front room vibrator buzzing away as she screamed out her pleasure. The dress was black, skimpy, it came to her mid thigh, she had worn no bra, the dress had a V neck and showed off quite a bit of cleavage. It also showed off that great ass, just little spaghetti straps holding it on her shoulders.
Tim came down the stairs, and froze when he had her insight. âWow mom, you look greatâ He said, and tried his hardest not to get aroused, with absolutely no luck. Moving into the living room he slid his hands into his pants and adjusted so it wasnât noticeable. Using the excuse of getting his shoes from the closet in there though. âYou ready to go mom?â He asked once he had his shoes on and had entered, she was also wearing thin gray nylons and high heals, her make up was conservative, unlike the dress, but it made her look nice, instead of the trashy look that more make up might have given her.
âI am ready, why donât you drive?â She offered him the keyâs, picking up her purse. He snatched the keys, he loved driving. It was one of the few things he truly enjoyed, other than spending too many hours on his computer.
âOf course Iâll driveâ He smiled and moved to the door, pushing it open and slipping out into the cool evening air. He moved to the passenger door, unlocking it and opening it for her. She smiled at him, taking his arms gently with her hand.
âAre you going to treat me like a woman tonight?â She asked softly, smiling at him still.
âI always treat you as the most beautiful lady in all the worldâ He nodded his head at her, and she kissed his cheek, slipping into the car. He blushed a little and moved around, getting in the drivers side. His mom owned a nice 99 Honda accord.
âDonât speedâ She warned as he pulled out a little to quickly.
âSorry, sorry, I wasnât thinkingâ He said quite honestly, well not about the road. Glancing at her he noticed her dress had ridden up a bit, and he could see that ⊠holy shit, she was wearing no underwear, he could see a bit of the brown hair down there. He turned away as he felt his cock strain even more against the slacks he wore. Afraid heâd break them open.
If he thought she hadnât noticed his arousal in the house, or that she didnât notice it grow at this moment, he was greatly mistaken, it was again making her damp to think she could get him so aroused, but she tugged her dress down gently, covering herself up once again. And demurely crossing her legs. They arrived a few minutes later, not talking in the car, neither trusting themselves too talk.