Mum and I woke up, still in our lingerie, mum kissed my lips, still coated in lipstick from the night before.
"I'm going for a shower, then you can and we will go shopping" she said.
After my shower I put on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and went down stairs.
"What are you wearing Sarah?" my mum demanded.
"What?" I exclaimed.
"Well I'm not going out shopping with such a butch looking daughter!" my mum stated.
"You mean you want me to go out shopping as a girl?" I asked.
I had been out dressed as a girl before but only to t-girl friendly clubs and other t-girls houses.
"Well you are a girl aren't you?" asked my mum, with a sly grin on her face.
"W..w...well yes" I stammered.
Well then get changed or we won't be going anywhere" she demanded.
I thought that my mum may have been punishing me for last night but I put those thoughts aside and went and got changed. I put on my black polka dot dress with sheer black sleeves. Underneath I had decided on modesty and put on a matching set of black lacy knickers and bra and tights instead of stockings. I put on a pair of black patent leather high heels and went downstairs.
"Much better" she replied, "shall we go?"
With that my mum picked up her car keys and went out to the car. I nervously peeked out the door to check the coast was clear, seeing no-one I got in the car and we set off. Mum explained where the wig shop was and I breathed a sigh of relief. I knew where it was and knew it would be quiet and although there may be people there I decided that it was unlikely I would know anyone.
As we were driving my mum reached over and pulled up the hem of my dress.
"What on earth are those things you are wearing?" mum demanded.
"Err tights mum why?" I said, "I thought I had better be a bit more subtle."
"Well I'm not going back now, but when we get home throw those things away and in future when you are out with me it's stockings only!"
I was puzzled, last night my mum had seemed loving and sensual, this morning she seemed to be more domineering and seemed to be enjoying it, she had a sly smile on her face. We were soon at the wig shop and the prospect of getting out of the car took over my mind.
"Here we are, let's go" she said.
Thankfully the shop was empty apart from the middle aged shop assistant.
"Can I help you?" she smiled.
"Yes, my daughter Sarah needs a wig, can you help?" my mum said taking over the situation.
"I think so yes, did you have a style in mind?"
I couldn't get my words out, my heart was still pounding from being out in public.
"It's OK" said the shop assistant," we get a lot of girls like you in here, why don't you just try a few on and see if you can find one you like."
After trying a few on I settled on a short bob style that matched my natural hair colour and was a little bit retro. My mum paid for the wig and I kept it on, we left the shop and immediately I saw a man starring at me. I could have died right there but the man just smiled at me and carried on walking.
"Right, you take the car home, I have a few other bits and pieces to pick up and I'll get the bus home and I'll see you there" said my mum.
She handed me the keys before saying "Oh and remember, as soon as you get home, take those awful tights off and put some stockings on!"
It was the longest drive home I had ever had, I got very paranoid, convinced that all the other drivers and pedestrians were looking at me, but I got home, went straight in and took the tights off and put on a pair of lace top hold-ups.
I settled down on the sofa and started to wash trash on the TV. About 2 hours later my mum came in with some bags but went straight upstairs, half an hour later she shouted down to me.
"Sarah, come up, I have something to show you"
I went up and into my mum's room. She was sat on the edge of her bed, leaning back. She had indeed been shopping, she was wearing a black Basque that had a red flower design on the cups that went down the front. She was also wearing matching briefs that had black lace trim round the edges and black stockings that were held up with suspenders attached to the Basque.
"Well, what do you think?" she asked, "Does my daughter approve?"
"I do mum, you look so incredibly sexy" I said, my eyes wandering over her body.
"Well what do you think of my other purchase?" as she motioned with her hand to the centre of the bed.
I had been so awe struck by the sight of my mum in her lingerie that I had failed to notice the huge black double ended dildo, it looked thick.
"I picked it up on my shopping trip" my mum smiled.
"It looks big" was all I could manage to get out.