That week Josh noticed a change in his mom. She was much more talkative than usual. She seemed somehow more energized; she was more friendly and interested in his life, and in Kate. He couldn't put his finger on it, but something was different. Part of it was clearly the way she dressed. She always wore rather conservative business clothes to work. After all it was a bank, the men all wore suits, and the women wore skirts, sometimes blazers. The colors were always dark.
Josh was surprised when he saw his mom wearing a low cut, white blouse under her jacket one day. The brightness of her blouse drew his eyes to her chest. He was looking at her deep cleavage, then he looked up. His mom was staring at him, then she looked away quickly. He was embarrassed to be caught looking at his mom's boobs.
Nancy was flustered all the way to work. Her son had just been staring at her breasts. She had struggled with her decision to wear such a revealing blouse, now she half regretted it. But there was a part of her that was invigorated by it. Her once sexy nature had lain dormant since her divorce. She had needed time to heal, so she deliberately hid her body under straight or loose-fitting clothes. Now she realized that this was a side of her personality she had nearly forgotten about. Why was she suddenly feeling the need to be desired again?
Several times that week she wore outfits that increased her growing sex appeal. She didn't feel the need to rush to her room and change when she got home, either. She always took off her jacket, but it felt good to look attractive again so she spent the evenings in skirts and clingy tops.
More than once she caught her son checking her out. This embarrassed both of them, and she subconsciously got in the habit of looking away frequently when they were face to face. She figured if he wanted to look at his mom's tits, then that was his issue, not hers. And teenage boys will be boys; a pair of breasts was attractive no matter whose they were.
She was feeling even bolder on Friday and she decided not to wear a bra. She knew she wouldn't take off her blazer; that would be practically scandalous at the bank. Just feeling the way her silk top rubbed against her nipples was enough. Actually the weight of the jacket increased the pressure. It felt better with it on than without it. The fact that no one knew how hard her nipples were was an added thrill.
By the end of the day though, she had somewhat forgotten about it. So she didn't give it a thought when she tossed her blazer on the couch when she got home. She chatted with Josh about his day and couldn't figure out why he looked so flustered. When she went to the bathroom she finally understood.
Looking in the mirror, Nancy saw how her breasts pressed against the white fabric of her blouse. She was shocked to discover that the bright shade of her areola were somewhat visible. Furthermore, her nipples protruded from her breasts and stuck out against the nearly sheer fabric. She had forgotten that this top was made to be worn with a camisole. Josh had been staring at her nearly naked tits.
She felt tremendously embarrassed, plus she felt bad for flustering her poor son like she had. Her habit of looking away must have given him plenty of opportunities for checking her out. She realized that her nipples were tingly slightly and she gave them a good hard pinch. They stood out even more, nearly poking through the blouse. It was definitely time to change.
As she walked into the hall she nearly bumped into Josh. His eyes immediately went to her nipples. She was also aware that by stopping so quickly her breasts jiggled against the fabric. For a moment neither moved, then he walked around her and headed for the bathroom. What was she doing? She just stood there with her breasts nearly naked in front of her son. She didn't even move or cover them or anything even when he was openly staring at them. She shook her head and went to her room.
At dinner she tired to engage a rather quiet Josh in conversation. "You and Kate going out tonight?"
"Yeah, we're gonna see one of those concerts again."
Kate played the violin and whenever there was one of those concerto performances at one of Memphis's trendy street parks she dragged a reluctant Josh along.
"Don't be out too late, okay?"
"Okay Mom."
"I haven't taken the DVD's back yet. You can come back here after the concert. The scary one will keep Kate in your arms all night."
Josh laughed. Why was she so interested in them cuddling? "Sure mom, maybe we'll try it," he said as he took his plate to the sink. He rinsed it and put it in the dishwasher.
Nancy admired her son; he was such a good boy. Later, just as the weatherman predicted, storms rolled in. Carol was watching TV when Josh and Kate came running in from the rain.
"Hi, Mrs. Adams" Kate said cheerfully. She was so sweet, so bubbly, that Nancy couldn't believe this was the same girl she saw last weekend. She was on student council, she tutored middle school kids in the afternoons, and Nancy was certain she had never even heard her swear. It was almost comical to hear her say things like 'dang', and 'oh my word.' Plus she was barely over five feet. Her pigtails were cute, but not very common among the Senior class. Surely this wasn't the same girl. Later that evening Nancy was clearly reminded that this was the same girl.
It was around the same time as last week when Nancy tiptoed to the stairs. Her sole intent was to somehow understand how Kate could be so innocent at times, then transform into this little vixen. She was amazed at what she saw.
The movie must have just ended because they were sitting side by side chatting quietly. Nancy couldn't hear what Kate said, but Josh's 'Sure!' was very clear. Josh sat still while Kate stood up and moved right in front of him. Nancy was momentarily confused. Kate was facing away from him, blocking his view of the TV. Then Kate began to sway her hips slightly, and Nancy understood. She was going to do a strip tease for her son.
Josh watched with delighted eyes as Kate shook her little ass. Her faded jeans were tight, molding over each ass cheek, and following the crack of her ass between her legs. She knew how to move it too. Nancy was amazed once again that this innocent young thing was turning into a dirty little hussy. Clearly Josh liked it. While he stared at her he was rubbing himself through his jeans.
This reminded Nancy once again that her teenage boy was also a very sexual man. She knew she should walk away and leave them to have their privacy. She also knew she wasn't going anywhere. Kate gyrated her hips and unbuttoned her top. To Nancy's surprise she didn't take it off. She turned to Josh who quickly pulled his hand away from his crotch. Then she started to undo her pants.
She never stopped moving her hips and when her pants were open, she turned and danced to the music in her head. Nancy could see both her bra and panties through her open clothes. Her jeans were low on her hips and Nancy could see the crack of her ass appear as the jeans slowly slid down her hips. The more she moved, the farther they slid, and the more she revealed.
Nancy looked at her son. He was such a nice looking boy. But there was a different look on his face now. It reminded her of the serious look on her husband's face that night at the bar; so intense. Someone could wave a wad of hundred dollar bills in his face and he wouldn't even notice. Again he touched his crotch. Nancy was ashamed to realize that she wanted to see him take those pants off.
Kate leaned over him and whispered in his ear. Josh nodded, then reached into her shirt. A moment later his hands came out and Nancy realized that Kate was wearing a bra with a clasp in the front. Just as she suspected, she saw the valley between her small breasts become visible through her open shirt as Kate continued to turn. She continued to dance, her pants continued to fall.
Kate was squeezing her breasts through her shirt. Her eyes were closed; she was turning into the little vixen. Nancy leaned against the wall and tried to ignore the growing heat between her legs. It became nearly impossible when she saw Josh open his pants and pull out his cock. Nancy was once again amazed by its beauty. Everything about him was so smooth. She licked her lips when Josh began to stroke it.
With a quick swish of her hips Kate's jeans fell to her knees. Her shirttails momentarily hid her ass, but as she groped her own tits the shirt rose, revealing her adorable ass, naked save for the small string running down the crack of her ass. But that string was barely visible and the curves of Kate's small cheeks were momentarily exposed, then hidden with the girls' movements. She was making it go so slow.
Nancy nearly felt the need to tell her to hurry up, quit being such a cock tease and get naked. Show her son her ass all the way, then let him see those cute little boobs of hers. As if reading her mind, Kate turned toward the TV and pulled the shirt off her shoulders. Her bra straps came with it. The jeans fell to her feet and she stepped out of them. Damn, Nancy thought, this girl is good.
Kate pulled her shirt across her chest and turned to Josh, teasing him again. Then she stopped dancing and let her arms dangle to her sides. The shirt and bra slid off of her shoulders and fell to the floor. Josh's eyes to raked over her young body while he stroked his naked cock. Come on, Nancy thought, you're going to kill the boy. Again, as if following the older woman's commands, Kate stuck her thumbs in her panties and began to slowly pull them down. Josh's eyes followed them over her smooth pubic mound.
Although Nancy couldn't see it, she knew there wasn't a hair on that girl's little cunt. Kate pulled them lower and they rolled down her thighs, stretched between the girls' legs like a small rope. She stood still, then bit one finger and twirled her pig tail with the other hand. Josh couldn't take it anymore. Nancy almost cheered as Josh stood up, fully dressed except for this stiff cock sticking out between them. He pushed Kate to her knees and shoved his hard cock into her mouth.
