Mother and I never spoke about our "special" times together apart from "shall we get some extra wine" which was the code for us. One the evening Mother would say she was going to have a shower so I would get into her bed and wait with excited anticipation of what was going to happen. I would hear her coming down the hall and the sight of her all dressed up was so nice.
She climbed into bed next to me, her perfume smelling so nice. I said that I always appreciated the way she made herself look and doing so just for me but I had never done anything special for her.
You are so wrong she replied, the look on your face when I come into the room is such a pleasure but mentioned when she first started dressing and putting on makeup she did feel slightly uncomfortable, now when she dressed it made her feel so good and she could not wait to see my look of appreciation. Maybe I could make myself look even nicer, she reached below the bed producing her Laptop computer and showed me pictures of middle aged women dressed in sexy outfits. I have to admit the pictures I was looking at were very arousing and while I had never liked women with too much make up these women looked so sexy.