Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
A Slut For Her Son:>78

I finished my housework early and made coffee for my daughter and me thinking of what to do next. John was coming home late tomorrow and I knew I needed to fix things with him. We needed to be close again so our relationship would not disintegrate completely. I still felt guilt from what I allowed to happen with Frank and pushing that creep completely out of my mind I concentrated on my husband. I remembered how he liked it when I took control of him while having sex, so this would have to be something special.

"Honey, I need to go out for a bit and your brother will not be back from the city until tomorrow. Do you have any plans for today?"

We were sitting around the kitchen table sipping our coffee. She looked up at me flicking her hair to the side exposing her long, sensual neck that seemed unusually delicious at the time.

"I was hoping we would spend the day together Mom."

That actually sounded good, some time with my daughter without Tommy might be good for me as long as she didn't start teasing me again with that tight body of hers.

"I'd love to but let me take care of this one chore, it won't take long, I promise."

"Well, can I come with?"

Oh no, not this time, not the place I planned on visiting.

"Sweetie, I... it would be better if I went alone," I said carefully.

"Mom, where are you going?" Her curiosity suddenly picked up.

"Just a place to buy some things... some things for your Dad and me, I just think I should go alone."

"No way, I wanna go! Pleasssseee."

She was so cute with her dark hair put up and minimal make up on, she looked younger than her age and very hot.

"Oh god, this could be embarrassing. If I take you with me promise never to tell your brother or anyone else," I finally said with caution.

"I promise," She quickly answered.

"Ok, go get dressed and we'll go."

"Wait, where are we going?" "You'll see."

This could be fun, I thought. She was very excited and had no idea where I was taking her. I had a feeling she would understand once she sees the place. I put on my favorite dress and waited patiently for my daughter downstairs. She came down wearing a tight pair of shorts which left her long legs exposed and a tank top. I could tell she wore nothing under the tank top since her nipples were making an outline. The shorts were so short her thighs were exposed up to her hips and when she turned to the side I could see the sides of her breasts rolling out from under the tank top. She looked very sexy as I tried not to stare.

"Ok Mom, I'm ready," She smiled.

I swallowed hard heading for the car and suddenly feeling well overdressed. Maybe I could loosen up a bit too? I took the opportunity to undo the top button of my dress while she wasn't looking and drove off. "Mom, why don't we catch some lunch?" Kristy asked.

"That sounds good, I'm starving. I know of a good place where your Dad and I go sometimes."

"Perfect."

It took only five minutes to get to the small Italian restaurant and walking in we asked the waitress for a booth table. She put us in one which was at the back of the restaurant and we sat down side by side in a secluded booth. Pretty soon the waiter came up to take our drinks order. He was tall and young, I suspect about Kristy's age with blue eyes and blond hair which he kept spiked up in a neat style. As soon as he came up his eyes were all over Kristy.

"Mom lets have some wine," My daughter suggested.

"Kristy, I'm driving, I can't drink."

"Just one glass, it won't make a difference."

Throughout my short conversation with Kristy I noticed the waiter kept looking at her breasts which were outlined in her skimpy top. It sort of made me a little jealous, not once did he look at me! "Ok, just one glass. We'll take two glasses of red wine," I said to him.

"Can I see your ID," Again he only looked at Kristy.

"Ahh, the wine is for my Mom," Kristy answered quickly.

"Oh, Ok. In that case, two glasses of wine coming right up."

He gave Kristy one final look and walked away.

"Oh my god, did you see how he was staring at me? I felt like he wanted to see my tits out of my tank top," She laughed.

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"Yes, I noticed. He didn't even give me a single look," I said disappointed.

"Mom! He's just a guy and the way I'm dressed keeps them hypnotized," She laughed again.

I smiled at her looking at her breasts and the exposed skin on the side.

"I bet he would be all over you if you showed a little more skin," She winked at me.

"I doubt it. You're beautiful and he's interested only in you."

"Ok, I'll bet you I can make him keep his eyes only on you."

I smiled at her doubting he would.

"Come on Sweetie, enjoy it, I don't need the attention."

"But you wish he did, maybe just a little," She brought her fingers close together to display how little I wished for it.

"Well, maybe a tiny bit," I laughed.

"Ok, than we're on. First thing's first, you have to expose your cleavage, those buttons on top have to go."

My daughter reached out and tangling her fingers into the top of my conservative dress snapped the first button. I looked down at my cleavage already quite excited and saw that top parts of my breasts were now exposed. "Mom, you're wearing a bra!" Kristy said with disappointment.

"Of course honey, I'm married, I can't be flaunting my assets to everyone on the street," I answered laughing.

"You're going to have to get rid of it; it's the only way this is going to work."

My daughter stared at me expectantly. I sighed. God, what was I getting myself into? But for some reason, deep down inside I felt as if having her with me made it alright. Mom and daughter just having a little fun. "Hmmm, you're right, we can't have that."

I got up and walked around the table leaning over it towards my daughter. I put one leg over the other and curved my hips in a sexy way, I'm sure my breasts were starting to spill out.

"I will have to go to the bathroom and take care of this. Why don't you keep our poor little waiter in the mood for us."

I turned around and making sure no one was watching grabbed my dress and slid the back of it up until I felt cool air hit my butt. I knew I was exposed. Immediately I heard Kristy gasp which gave me a satisfying shiver. Walking away I held my dress up as long as I could.

I nearly ran into the stall locking the door behind me and lifting my dress I slipped my panties off. I turned them inside out and looked at the wetness deposited in the middle of the thin fabric. Looking at them I slowly realized that was not what I came in here for, I was supposed to take my bra off! Slut! Hearing those words in my own mind made a low moan escape my lips. What was I planning to do? I know I wanted them off and decided to keep them off. Kristy didn't have to know how much of a slut mommie she had.

Since I came in here without a purse and didn't have any pockets I placed the panties behind the roll of toilet paper and took my bra off. I would love to see the face on the woman who will replace my panties and I wondered what they were going to do with them. Would they simply throw them away? Or maybe... they would smell them... and keep them... and maybe even wear them. God the thought of another woman's pussy pressing against my panties made me wet and my heart beat faster. Ok, I had to compose myself. Straightening out my dress I walked out of the bathroom.

"It took you long enough!" Kristy said as soon as I walked up.

Taking a seat beside her I threw my bra at her.

"I had to make sure I looked good for our poor waiter," I answered noticing the wine on the table.

Taking the glass I drank deeply until it was completely empty.

"So did you let our waiter get a good peek at you?" I asked feeling the effects of the wine I just drank.

"Moooom," Kristy exclaimed.

"Well what's wrong? You're the one walking around the house half naked."

She laughed and took a small sip of the wine looking me up and down.

"Yes, he was ogling me like before. Mom, top button..."

I looked down and realized I buttoned all buttons back up. Well, we can't have that. I unbuttoned the top two buttons.

"Not enough," Kristy said looking at my cleavage.

My god, she's insane! If I unbutton one more button my whole cleavage will be exposed to below my breasts! Taking the remaining glass of wine I drank it all.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," I murmured and released the third button.

"Nice, ok now just let the top of the dress drift to the sides... like this."