Liz finished dressing. 'Very professional,' she thought. White blouse buttoned all the way up, grey wool suit/skirt combination, though there was little else to choose from this part of her closet. The rack in the back had various dresses and skirts Jay had purchased in the hopes...but she had to maintain a certain level of authority being Director of Operations at a large corporation. Her skirts and dresses never rode above her knees and her upper chest was always covered. She wanted the men she worked with to focus on her intellect, her ideas, and not her figure. She remembered her orals presentation for her MBA. It was apparent the panel of men were focused on her and not what she said. It was a bad decision on her part as the flimsy summer dress must have hidden very little with the windows behind her. Happily, they awarded her high marks, but in conversation with a couple of the professors later they had no memory of some of her stronger points.
"Jason, honey? You have to get up," Liz said softly. Ever since he was little her son was the deepest sleeper she'd ever known. She had the routine down. Quietly talk to him, then gently shake him awake. Come back in ten minutes and repeat the process. She'd accepted the need to get up 30 minutes earlier than she'd have liked every weekday morning to go through this same routine. She closed the door checking her watch, ten minutes from now...
Jason stretched sleepily and rolled out of bed. He looked at the clock, "Fuck!" He dashed into the shower thinking if he spent no more than five minutes then he'd be able to get dressed and grab a piece of toast then get out to the curb in time for Brad to pick him up. 'Tomorrow, tomorrow I'll get up when mom comes in so I am not starving by lunch,' he told himself for the 100th straight school day.
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'Shit!' Liz moaned seeing the clock. She sprung out of bed naked grabbing her robe. Jay had been gone for a week and last night had wanted to make up for lost time. He'd put on one of his classic DVDs and even twice making love was not enough. She trotted down the hall and slowly opened the door to her son's bedroom. One of her bigger fears was catching him being a high-school boy doing high-school boy things.
"Jason, Ok, now you have to get up. I need to get in the shower and you need to get dressed and get your...what?" She paused and saw where he was looking. She quickly closed her robe hoping she didn't flash too much of her boobs, "Sorry. I was in a hurry this morning. I overslept," she sighed as she slapped her son's thigh. "Ok, seeing as you are fully awake, get ready and I'll meet you downstairs." She hurried from the room holding her robe closed. Normally she'd be dressed by now, but she was running late due to the late-light conference. She briefly wondered how much her boy had seen, but hurried into the bathroom to get ready for work.
Jason had opened his eyes and right in front of his face was a great view of his mother's cleavage. Just a bit more and he could have seen her nipples. He had awakened more quickly that was normal for him and had to stifle the throbbing feeling between his legs that he had no time to attend to. His mother had just turned 40 and had those genes where she never seemed to put on weight or lose tone. Jim described her as five and a half feet of walking sex. "Perfect hourglass figure, baby-making hips, golden blonde hair, huge tits, and a mouth meant for cocksucking," he'd described her to his friends who'd never met her. Brad was always looking past him as he got in the car to catch a glimpse. Jason noticed that these friends were more friendly on the days his mom had picked him up from school.
Jason thought about earlier this year when Jim was over and had gone to take a leak, but was taking longer than what seemed reasonable. Jason caught him looking through his mom's underwear drawer. He yelled at him to get out of there but the boy just smiled and said, "36 DD, I win!" He and some of Jason's other friends had a bet going on as to Liz's bra size.
Jason remembered being angry at first, but then realized he'd never wondered about her bra size but always accepted she was gifted. Jim had held up the bra and asked if he could borrow it to show the guys that he'd won the bet and Jason had dumbly nodded. "Look, it is a loaner. She'll miss it eventually, so I'll need it back."
He looked up from his cereal as his mom came in, his eyes checking out her chest before looking at her face, "Morning. I forgot to mention, Jim and I will be staying late after school to help with the preparations for the dance," he grinned, "turns out, we'll be the only guys," he chuckled, "I love school spirit."
Liz or Elizabeth Parks stopped, stunned to see her son already up and dressed. This was a first. She briefly wondered if he were feeling well but then became fully aware that her son had checked out her chest when she'd come in. How much had she flashed him? Was that what woke him up? As far as she knew, he'd never checked her out before but maybe now that he's 18...anyhow, she grabbed her travel mug and filled it with coffee. "Ready? I assume you have a ride home this afternoon?" Seeing her son bounce up she internally groaned, 'I could have saved so much time each morning had I known..."
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Liz whispered, "Come on, Jason. You are not going to make it to school on time," she shook him, "Get dressed, Brad will be here in 30 minutes," she said as he slowly opened his eyes looking not at her face, but lower. She'd had to come in three times already and it seemed like he wanted nothing more than to go back to his dreams. She shook him a little more roughly while feeling her breasts bounce. This time it was obvious where his eyes were when he'd opened them.
She was thinking about yesterday and how quickly he awakened. She remembered her mortification that she'd shown so much skin to her son, but then again...maybe he needed just a little incentive to get up. "Ok, it looks like you're awake. Remember I'm taking you to school today."
She looked up, "You'll have to take a banana or apple since we have to leave now," she said as her son came into the kitchen. "I was going to make lasagna for dinner tonight, sound good?" she asked aware that her son scanned her body before pouring his coffee.
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Outside Jason's door, Liz looked at her robe and realized it was perhaps closed a bit much. How open was it the other day? She loosened the sash and opened a gap of perhaps four inches. She saw the deep crevice between her breasts all the way down to her navel. She started to turn away, 'This is wrong. I shouldn't be doing this. Shit! Just this once,' she thought. Opening the door quietly she crept over to the bed, "Jason honey. Time to get up."
The boy opened his eyes slowly, then wider seeing the creamy mounds exposed inches from his face, "Um, sure mom. I'll be down in a few..." 'Wow! I can almost see her nipples,' he thought.
Liz held her grin until she'd turned, 'Damn! I could have saved hundreds of hours over the last few years had I thought of this before,' she thought. She closed her robe and headed to her room to get ready for work.
Jason came into the kitchen with plenty of time for breakfast, glanced at his mom, then looked back. Her flowered blouse was not buttoned up as high as it usually was. She'd always buttoned her blouses to the top, but today she had the top two buttons undone, exposing a creamy vee of her upper chest.
Liz saw where he was looking, "Yeah, it's supposed to be in the 90s today and modesty be damned. There's cereal or I could make you eggs and toast?"
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