"You go get cleaned up first. We have to pick up your father and go get your sister."
Off I went to the shower. As I dressed Mom showered. As Mom walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, I was standing in my doorway. Mom smiled as she walked and hesitated as I asked, "Can I watch you get dressed?"
"That's a new one, wanting to watch a woman get dressed." Then looking down and smiling Mom said, "Sure, why not."
I followed Mom into her bedroom and sat on the chair at her dressing table. Mom picked up a tube of lotion and sat on the bed. She looked lovely sitting there, her hair wrapped in a towel and her upper half snuggled in its covering. She applied lotion to her arms, shoulders and neck. Then she rubbed it onto her feet. I was turned on by Mom rubbing lotion on her feet. Something about rubbing a woman' feet, turned me on. I was further turned on by Mom rubbing lotion on her sensuous legs. She held them up and out as she slowly rubbed the lotion in.
My thoughts were interrupted as Mom asked, "Would you do my back? I always have to wait for your father to do my back." She patted the bed and I went and sat down next to her. Mom handed me the lotion and turned sideways letting the towel fall. I took a deep breath and gulped as I started rubbing the lotion all over Moms back. Mom went, "Mmmmmm." And it was over all too quickly.
Mom turned back and gave me a quick kiss then patting my face said, "You can go back and sit down."
Mom then stood and rubbed lotion on her ass, stomach and tits. It gave me another hardon. Then mom picked up some powder and using the fuzzy applicator applied the powder around and on her tits. After swirling the applicator in the box, she applied powder to her hips, pubic hair, and upper legs.
Mom went to her lingerie drawer and picked out a sexy pink lace matching bra and panties and a very light lavender garter belt. Then putting the bra straps on her arms she pulled the bra up into place
Turning her back to me and looking over her shoulder she said, "Would you, please?"
I went over and hooked her bra, dry mouthed, unable to speak. Mom used her hands to adjust her tits inside the bra. She hooked the garter belt in front and moved the hooks behind her. I was watching intently.
She then stepped into each hose and slowly pulled them twisting and smoothing as she went up her legs. Then she would reach down to her ankles and run her hands up the full length of her legs.
She put each garter belt strap to the top of her hose and slid the lock into place. I was puzzled because Mom still hadn't put on her panties. Then Mom bent over with her back to me, giving me a last look at her pussy, slipped the panties up her legs. With a last wiggle she pulled her panties into place and ran her hands around over them.
Mom told me to sit on the bed so she could use the dressing table. She removed the towel and began styling and drying her hair, after which she quickly applied makeup. Mom didn't use much make-up; she just basically highlighted her features.
Mom then went to her closet and picked out a rose pink matching blouse and skirt putting them on. She finished everything off with very light lavender high heels.
Putting her arms over her head Mom twirled around and asked, "How do I look?"
I stammered, "Y...Y...You look great Mom!"
"Well, did you enjoy watching me get dressed?" Mom asked breaking the silence.
"Hell, Yeah! As much as seeing you get undressed!" I replied.
Checking the time, Mom said, "We have time for a quick cup of tea," and walking provocatively she headed to the kitchen. I was behind her, mouth drooling.
Once in the kitchen, what Mom said hit me? "You said we needed to pick up the lizard." I said.
Mom gave a stern look and said, "I've told you not to call her that, William!"
"I'm sorry," I replied. I called her that because her name is Elizabeth and everyone called her "Liz," and Liz is short for lizard. She was a cold blooded bitch, to me.
"What I meant to say is, "We need to pick up your sister's graduation present." It's at the jewelers in the city. Your father said we should all go and have some fun. Kill two birds with one stone as it were. We could pick up the present, go eat at a restaurant and then see a movie.
"Is that OK with you?" Mom purred.
We drove to get Dad and as he walked out of his office I noticed that he had changed at work. Then, it was, off to the city. A, forty minute, drive.
Mom getting dressed played over and over in my mind. A woman dressing is just as erotic as a woman undressing. Sis's present was a fancy watch. It didn't do anything for me, I mean, a watch is a watch.
We went to a restaurant whose business was people not crowds. The woman who greeted us as we entered showed us to a table and said our waitress would be with us shortly. The table was already set with everything but plates.
I jokingly said to myself, "I guess we're eating off the table." The waitress stepped up with water and filled our glasses. Then she took our order. Mom did the ordering and she wanted a "Chinese Sampler." It wasn't on the menu, but the waitress said, "Yes, Ma'am, I'll return shortly."
We all talked for a few minutes and two waitresses walked up carrying huge trays which they sat on a stand another waitress carried. Then they sat plate after plate and bowl after bowl of food on our table. There was no way we were going to eat all of that food!
Dad said, "Holy Shit, Annie! Are you fattening us up for the kill?
"Just enjoy your meal, guys," Mom replied. We talked, laughed and ate. We all told each other how good or bad each plate was and fed each other bites of what we liked. It was hilarious and I ate way too much.
It was off to the movie, which Mom picked out. A, "Lovey-Dovey," flick. I rolled my eyes and Mom patted my head the same time Dad grabbed my shoulder and shook it gently. In unison they said, "Loosen up and watch."
