Mike still had not looked at his mom. "Mike, you might want to pause for a moment and take a gander at your mom."
Mike took his mouth off his dad's cock. He turned and sat on the floor next to his dad's feet. The sight before him was enough to take his breath away. His mom was standing there wearing the sexiest outfit he had ever seen. She had on a white bra, trimmed with red lace, that had holes cut in the cups so her nipples were fully exposed and yet which pushed her tits up so she had wonderful cleavage. She was wearing a white garter belt, trimmed in the same red lace. Her nylons were white and the tops were embroidered with small red flowers. She also had on red high heels that must have had 3 or 4 inch spiked heels. Mike could see that she was not wearing any panties but he could see something between her legs. Mary saw where his gaze had settled and she walked toward him. When his face was mere inches from her pussy, she spread her legs and Mike could see that she had two clothespins on both of her pussy lips. He reached up to touch them and Mary did not pull away. He pulled on the clothespins, gently but firmly. The sharp intake of breath from Mary told him she liked what he was doing.
"Mom, you look so damned sexy. You are gorgeous. God, you are beautiful," Mike stammered. As Mary looked at him, she turned around so he could see all of her. When she had turned all the way around, she saw that his dick was getting hard again and she licked her lips in anticipation.
Mary bent down and kissed him on the forehead. "Thanks honey, and while I might be all those things, I am also hungry. Did you guys decide what we are going to have for dinner?"
"Ah, gee honey, we kind of got caught up in other things and didn't discuss the pizza. Anything on it you want in particular Mike?"
Mike shook his head, "Just no anchovies please."
Mary said, "How about mushrooms, sausage, and pepperoni?"
Nods of assent from Mike and Tim confirmed what she already knew.
She made Tim get up from the chair and sat down near the phone. She picked up the handset and hit the speed dial number and, after a couple of rings, she was talking with the pizza pallor. As she spoke, Tim moved in front of her, she spread her legs and he removed the clothespins.
"Hello, we would like to order a pizza and some wings. Is Barry working tonight?" Mary asked.
"Good, can we request that he deliver the pizza."
"Sure, we understand, that isn't a problem. Okay, we would like a large pizza with mushroom, sausage and pepperoni. We also want a large order of medium hot chicken wings. Can you tell me what the total will be?"
"That is fine, we will have cash for that, then. Thanks, we will look for Barry in about 45 minutes," and she hung up the phone.
Mary looked at Tim, "Barry has never met Mike has he?"
Tim shook his head, "No, why?"
"Well, if Mike watches me pay for the pizza, Barry will just think he is some young stud – and he is a young stud," she said looking at Mike who smiled in return, "so that might be kind of exciting for me. What do you think?"
Tim shrugged his shoulders, "Sure, that would be kind of fun, how about you Mike?"