Chapter 1
Sarah was nearly ten minutes late pulling up to the curb outside her daughterâs school; she waved and smiled at Cathy.
âSorry Iâm late baby, something came up.â
âThatâs OK mom.â
âSo how did the exam go?â
âOK I guess, certainly better than I expected.â
âGood, do you feel like shopping?â
âYeah, always.â
It was a twenty minute drive to the large shopping centre; they didnât get much chance to talk as Sarah had her side window open, allowing cool air to blow through the car. Arriving at the shopping centre Sarah pulled into a parking space and turned off the engine.
âLetâs shop,â said Cathy as she climbed out of the car.
âIâll be with you in a second baby,â said Sarah.
She looked to make sure that Cathy couldnât see her and then lifting her hips she reached under her dress and slid her panties down and offâ hiding them under her seat. She wasnât sure what had possessed her to remove her panties, but as she climbed from the car the warm breeze sent a shiver through her as it caressed her pussy, a pussy that was coated in the drying cum of her son.
The heat of the day hit her fully as she stood beside the car; Cathy was standing near the front of the car.
âAll set mom?â
âJust a second honey, itâs so hot I think Iâll take my bra off.â
Cathy watched surprised as her mom quickly and expertly removed her bra as she stood beside the car, pulling it from the sleeve of her dress and throwing it into the car. Cathy thought to herself âwhy not, it sure is hotâ.
âHold on mom,â said Cathy as she copied her momâs actions âcatch.â
Sarah just managed to snatch her daughterâs bra before it fell to the floor, for some strange reason the feel of Cathyâs warm bra sent shivers down her spin, throwing into the car she locked the door and walked over to her daughter.
âShall we grab a bite first?â
âSounds good to me.â
Over the next two hours mother and daughter wondered around the shopping centre, drifting in and out of shops.
Sarah was standing outside the changing room in a clothes shop while Cathy tried on a short black dress.
âWhat do you think mom,â asked Cathy as she stepped out of the changing room.
âYou look great in that, do you like it?â
âI love it mom.â
âGood, but I think if youâre going to get it you need some sexy underwear. Try the other dress on and Iâll go and pick some underwear out for you to try.â
âOK.â
Sarah wondered through the rails of underwear, choosing things that she thought Cathy would like things that she new would turn a man on. As she wondered around she also chose some things for herself, thinking about what Paul and even David would say. The thought of her son and husband seeing her in the tiny garments was turning her on.
Heading back to the changing room she picked up a couple of summer dresses that had caught her eye.
âHowâs the dress,â asked Sarah as she reached the cubical.
âMmm, itâs nice mom, but Iâve got a bit of a problem.â
âWhat kind of problem?â
âThe zips stuck.â
âWould you like a hand?â
âPlease.â
âShall I come in or are you coming out.â
âMom, get in here.â
Sarah slipped into the cubical with her daughter, it was more spacious than she had realised from outside. A large mirror covered one wall, while a chair stood in one corner, it was covered with Cathyâs skirt and t-shirt, while on the wall hung the dresses Cathy had already tried on.
Sarah paused to hang up the dresses she had brought and drop the underwear onto the chair. Turning to her daughter she saw the material of the dress had caught in the zip. Carefully she eased it out and slid the zip down, kneeling she helped Cathy remove the dress. As she knelt beside her nearly naked daughter Sarah was amazed to realise that she was becoming aroused. She gazed at her teenage daughter, naked except for a small pair of purple panties that seemed to mould themselves to her pussy mound. Shaking herself, trying to clear the sudden sexual feelings that were filling her mind, she stood up noticing that Cathy was looking at her with a deep penetrating eyes.
âI brought some underwear for you to try.â
âThanks mom, are you going to try those dresses,â asked Cathy pointing at the garments that Sarah had hung up.
âI thought I would.â
âIâll give you a hand.â
âThatâs OK Cathy letâs get you sorted out first.â
âDonât be daft mom, come on, here let me help with the zipper.â
Sarah shivered as Cathy unzipped her dress, her daughterâs fingers brushing down her naked spine.
As the dress fell to the floor Cathy gazed at her momâs naked back and buttocks, she felt nervous, but was unsure why. Feeling as though she was dreaming Cathy stepped closer to her momâs naked back and slid her arms around the older womanâs waist.