Josh here again with another story about me and my mom. Just to recap I'm 19, about 5'7 and 155 lbs. now and have been "working" with my mom for over a year now. My mom, Amy Sethwick is a super hot straight-ironed bleach blonde barely 4'9" doll of a woman weighing in at exactly 80 lbs. Mom's forty-three but dresses like a teenage slut ALL of the time! Just to recap my dad's at home working, as he always has, at the telephone company making 39900 a year.
Mom scammed her company into giving her 70000 for a driver and then got us driver service for 30000 and then hired me as her personal "driver," which meant nothing more than I would hang out with her all day while she did virtually nothing but shop, drink coffee and vodka and act like the wonderful hot mom she always has been!
We were in Aruba on business with her business associate Roger for the entire month of October, and mom just informed me until Nov. 3. She had said to Roger and I that she wanted to "Party very hard on Halloween!" He and I just swallowed hard and grinned at each other knowing what a night that would be!
Mom had a limo service for us provided by the family company and we purposely dined at the most ridiculously priced restaurants nightly! As I probably mentioned, mom is a naughty, naughty woman when it comes to business. As a snapshot, mom was on the PTA board when I was in Elementary School and she was in charge of the Treasurer position. Mom had a charge account and blew through over ten thousand dollars of PTA money, mostly on booze, clothes and earrings!
Her dad, and my dad hired one of the biggest lawyers to defend mom and they just kept filing motions and stalling for several months so it looked like they had a case. A closed settlement was reached finally, one year later and my mother admitted no guilt and would only agree to an undisclosed restitution and it all went away. But to see this beautiful doll of a woman and to know she is such a complex bitchy creature has given me more masturbation fuel in my life than any of the porn I have often watched on my computer!
Yesterday was my nineteenth birthday and I spent it with my mom and Roger, her business associate from the family company. As it turns out I overheard the real reason that we were down here and that was to get Roger to severely under-appraise the property that mom's company owns. Then, she would file massive losses on the company's ledger and she would collect 10% That would be in this case, around 200,000 for mom! (You go MOM!)
During the course of our stay at the time-share mom and I stayed in the one room and Roger in the other. I had never seen them do anything sexual the whole time I was there and believe me, mom wasn't making things easy on us! Some of the swimsuits she wore could only be described as hard-core. I tried my best to snuggle up to her in bed but mom was having none of it! Things were done on her terms only and only if she wanted them done at all!
Mom came in and woke me around 9 wearing just her thong panties and a super-tight shirt that totally showed her hot, hard nipples! She already had her makeup on and her hair straightened too. "Hi honey, good morning. Why don't you help me drink this second pot of coffee and I'll make you eggs." I bolted out of bed at the thought of mom in that thong and of her actually making breakfast, which was rare but not unheard of.
No such luck with the thong though as she already had her sweat pants on. Hey, at least I get to stare at her nipples! Mom poured herself yet another cup of coffee and I ate the scrambled eggs that she made for me and they were quite good indeed! Mom wanted me to take her to Starbucks so she could get, "Super-wired" as she put it. Mom liked to abuse caffeine and vodka and sometimes cigarettes but she wouldn't so much as smoke a joint and she would literally kill me if she ever saw me so much as looking at a cigarette or taking a drink. "Diet coke for my Josh, no sugar for this good-looking man of mine," she would proudly say.
But mom and I were co-workers and buds now so when she wanted me to be there with her I was only too happy to oblige. Mom put on a super naughty outfit with a micro-mini pink skirt and a pink polo shirt about a size too small. The shirt must have been about a young teen size so it was SEVERELY tight and so cute! Mom was wearing some sexy, very light nylons on and she finished it off with a four-inch pair of white, open-toe high heeled stilettos.
Mom didn't smoke everyday but she still put away about two cartons a month. She loved menthol cigarettes and she had me run down to the store across the road to get her some. I wanted mom to be properly prepared for her caffeine assault. Mom drank FOUR large black Starbucks coffees and smoked 7 or 8 cigarettes in about an hour. She peed like, three times at the cafe! Mom always had to be near a bathroom with her caffeine consumption off the charts as it was.
After getting completely wired mom ranted on and on about something or other and I drove her and I back to the timeshare. Mom said she wanted to, and I quote, "Grease myself up like a tiny little piggy then I'm going to privately lay on the balcony for a few hours."
I said "Mom, you've earned that right!," and we were back in 5 minutes.
Roger was home and mom immediately went to our bedroom to change into one of her swimsuits. Roger and I were both pretending to be busy near the open kitchen area so as to see mom walk by and check out which suit she was wearing. It was a game we had been kind of playing since last week. As soon as we heard mom coming we both asked her at the same time if she wanted something to drink. Talk about getting busted as we were both looking, jaws dropped to the ground, at mom in a a bright white string bikini that was also a thong in front! Mom literally had to shave all of her hair and you could still see a small portion of the top of both sides of her pussy.
Mom just walked out to the balcony ignoring both of us. I followed her out a moment later with a club soda and a wedge of lime and apologized to mom for acting like a pig. She said not to worry about it and we talked for a minute and I tried not to stare at her body. Mom said it was "Piggy" time for her now and she wanted me to grease her up with straight corn oil and a sponge. Like a silly little teenager mom wanted that harsh reddish burnt tan. Who was I to complain, she mostly wore white and it would look awesome of course! Mom let me sponge her down her back and butt even but not the front. She told me she wanted some alone time so I left her oily hot little body to cook in the sun.
Roger and I were talking about today's swimsuit about two hours later, like we did daily! While she was out on the balcony and we both agreed with a mutual fist-bump that she looked the hottest in her white, completely see-thru bikini. I mean, she couldn't necessarily leave the house in any of them but the sheer suit, oh my!....It was so hot that Roger and I were going to ask her to wear it again and we hatched a plan to bring it up during dinner. I was getting pretty turned on talking about my mom that way with Roger but he was really cool and I secretly hoped that he and mom were getting along.
Forward to dinner: Mom came down from her shower and said, "Vodka!" This is something she often did to signify someone to get her a number of drinks. Roger and I looked like two little puppies running for the bottle and a big glass. Mom was wearing sexy cargo shorts, in some teenager size as the bottom of the shorts didn't really cover all of her cute little butt. She had a very revealing blue bikini top on that completely showed her tiny peachy boobs and nipples.
Oh, and one new addition to mention: Mom just had her belly button pierced and now had a one and one half-carat diamond stud in! Yes, we were shopping in Aruba too. Mom paid $3,300. for the belly button stud! In mine and Roger's opinion it was worth every cent. She bragged that it was on the company when she saw us staring at it. She cutely pointed to it with both middle fingers and said, "That 's what I'm talking about, on my family company yo," in a streetwise type of hip-hop imitation. It was so cute! Her hair and makeup were as always just like she left a salon. She wore some sexy Scholl sandals but of course, the ones with the high-heels. Mom's feet a truly a sight to behold. Her toes are always perfectly made up and today was no exception with that "Slut red," painted on them.
Mom sang Happy Birthday to me in her Marilyn Monroe voice while sitting on my lap and moved around just enough to get wood. Once, she grinded a bit harder and smiled her sexy smile just to let me know that she was aware of it! Roger watched and I know I saw him go to grab his dick, almost instinctively like he just had to touch it for a second. Mom whispered in my ear that she had a special birthday present for me later on but now she whispered, "I just want to drink a lot of drinks and and smoke my cigarettes after dinner....will you come hold my hand when I smoke? Since it's your birthday I'll sit on your lap too."
This got me so hard and I said, "Mom, I will be here with you every single day for as long as you want me to."
"Thanks Honey," she said, almost absently, and then declared "I want some drinks!," and then whispered to me to go get her pills, which meant 2 Advil's, her inhaler, and the pain pill that she took 3 times a day.
When mom found out that one of her friends had fibromyalgia she drilled her with questions so she could get a doctor to say she had it. Mom knew her friend Kim had the best pain pills and she, although not in pain, loved taking them for the boost in the morning and then to help her keep on rolling all day. Lately, upon her friend Kim's advice, she had taken to snorting them.
During the time mom was singing to me Roger was carrying out a plan that we had hatched earlier to get mom pretty lit up. He had chilled six shots of vodka and poured it into six separate shot glasses for mom to down like a sorority house whore! When we showed her she got so excited she walked right over and like a surgeon, methodically rammed down each shot within one minute! She kissed me and Roger full on the lips after hammering the last shot down. Mom immediately went to the bedroom to snort her pain pill.
When she came back she was dancing around to some music we turned on and letting Roger and I grind up against her quite a bit. (So hot and over the top) Roger blurted out something to her about he and I, "Having to talk to her about something." I felt a knot in my throat as Roger threw me to the wolves by not saying anything. Mom looked at me with her,"So......." expression.
I just blurted out, "Roger and I were talking about our favorite swimsuit of yours and we both agreed is was the sheer white bikini."
