Chapter 14 - Mother and son go to the wild party
But now it was her turn to be shocked.
"Nah, I think I will keep it and you should leave the egg where it is. You bought it to play with so I think I will. This should be fun and you will never know when the egg will come to life again; now put the wig on so we can go to the party."
Stuffing her hair under the bright pink wig Barbie straightened it on her head as she looked in the mirror. Once she was satisfied with the placement she looked in the mirror again; she saw a fun young woman dressed very sexy ready for a wild party. There was so little evidence left of the way she actually looked surely there was no way anyone would recognize her.
The pink wig combined with the makeup and the dress even convinced her she was not Jay's mom. She told herself anything she did tonight would not be her doing it; it would be the sexy pink haired girl in the mirror. It would be Barbie having fun making sure Jay had the best New Year's Eve ever.
As they walked through the hotel lobby to go to the party she was thankful Jay had brought her long trench coat, not only to keep her warm when outside in the cold winter air but also to cover her salacious outfit as she passed through the area shared with the general public. Barbie was relieved to see other couples obviously going to the same party, the women were also wearing some type of cover-up; she wondered if they were dressed in a fashion similar to hers underneath.
The women asked Jay if he was going to the party showing an unusual amount of interest in him; rather strange for women with a man standing beside them. Barbie felt proud to be with such a handsome man, but for the first time she also had feelings of jealousy about Jay. The other women were beautiful and if their makeup and heels were any indication what was underneath she was concerned he would find them more attractive than her. The only thing that calmed her fears were the rings on their left hands, naively Barbie felt their attention to Jay was just innocent flirting, how could she blame them for talking to her date, Jay was easily the best looking man in the lobby.
Barbie failed to notice their husbands checking her out, in heels she was an inch and a half taller than Jay who was 6' 2"; and due to her long legs her coat did not reach her knees. Looking at her legs the men wondered if the word on the thigh highs was an accurate description of Barbie, the husbands were just as fascinated with Barbie as their wives were with Jay.
The fact that Jay was the youngest of the party-goers gathered in the lobby was obvious; but neither the husbands nor wives could tell how old Barbie was. Her makeup and natural beauty gave no clue she was old enough to be Jay's mother; which in reality she actually was, but that was a detail no one needed to know except for her and Jay. As far as the other couples knew they were a nice-looking young couple going to the same party as they were.
Interestingly the other couples were behind her and Jay as they walked the short distance to the building next door; but following them was no accident, both the men and women were looking at Barbie, with each step she took the muscles flexed in her toned, sexy long legs.
It was dark inside the club as could be expected; their eyes were still adjusting to the dim light as they searched for a place to sit, on the tables were complimentary New Year party favors. While Jay thought they were early for the party there was only a few vacant seats left when they arrived; the ones they found were at a table by a large dance floor. Barbie felt a little self-conscious as she took off her coat considering how much of her body was left uncovered by the mini-dress.
An attractive scantily clad waitress stopped by their table asking if they would like something to drink, Jay got a beer and Barbie ask for a cocktail; she was nervous and alcohol could not get there fast enough to calm her anxiety. As she spoke to the waitress she was amazed that the waitress was dressed even more scandalous than she was, the waitress was wearing a black micro mini skirt and a white, very revealing tuxedo-shirt halter top, her heels resembled those worn by exotic dancers; Barbie saw Jay carefully examining the tiny outfit.
The only other times Barbie had been in a public place, well semi-public place wearing so little clothing was with one of her rich men in a foreign country where a woman's outfit, or lack thereof, was not so heavily scrutinized as it is in the states. Despite the waitress's revealing outfit Barbie felt everyone was looking at her as if she were naked, she was hesitant to look around until her drink arrived and she was able to relax.
In contrast to her discomfort Jay seemed to be enjoying the eccentric environment, he was looking around observing the others at the party; he pointed out the woman of a couple across the room. She was wearing little more than wide black ribbon strategically placed so it covered her nipples and crotch. She was a tall beautiful blonde whose tits had obviously been medically enhanced and she appeared very proud to show off the skills of her cosmetic surgeon.
This prompted Barbie to take notice of how other women were dressed; her blue mini-dress provided more coverage than the outfits of most of the other women. The other women seemed to have no inhibitions about exposing so much of their bodies to people they did not know. Barbie was intimidated by their confidence and blatant sexuality; she had to fight the urge to flee feeling there was no way she compared to how attractive they were.
Jay sensed her uneasiness and took her hand in his.
"Barbie, you are the sexiest woman here; I am proud you are with me."
His kind words calmed her briefly but it was going to take more than words to convince Barbie she deserved to be in the presence of so many sexy women. The effects of a second drink helped but she was still having feelings of inadequacy; Barbie's insecurities were telling her that Jay deserved better than her, he deserved to be with a younger woman whose beauty matched his.
As if it was doctor's orders the therapy she needed arrived in the form of a couple they recognized from the hotel lobby. The couple was older than Barbie and the woman had a few extra pounds but seemed to have no reservations about everyone seeing her physical imperfections through a sheer yellow mini-dress; her only other article of clothing, except for six inch white stilettoes, was a matching yellow thong. The additional weight did add to her alluring voluptuous curves, she had huge breasts with pink areolas almost four inches across, her tits were much bigger than Barbie's own impressive D-cup orbs.
The husband had long gray hair pulled back in a ponytail; he was not particularly attractive but he was not a bad looking man either. He was wearing black slacks, a white shirt and an unbuttoned vest. The couple joining Jay and Barbie at the table was obviously more comfortable in the erotic atmosphere than Barbie.
As the couple sat down across from Jay and Barbie they politely introduced themselves as Karen and Jim. Barbie was not sure where to look as she shook Karen's hand, it was the first time she had been sitting across from a woman in a club that was, for all intents and purposes, naked, yet Karen acted as if she were fully dressed. Barbie wondered how she could be so calm with so much of her body on display. Again Jay seemed to have no problem with the unfamiliar older woman sitting across from him practically nude, he returned their courteous gesture shaking both their hands as he introduced himself.
The DJ played a slow song and Jim and Karen stood to go dance, but rather than go to the floor together Jim asked Barbie to dance with him and Karen asked Jay to join her offering him her hand. Barbie was not sure what to do, she turned to Jay and he nodded his approval encouraging her to dance with Jim.
As they moved their bodies to the music Jim spoke quietly to her.
"It's quite a lot to absorb isn't it?"
"Is it that obvious?"
