Next evening, I asked my son for a tennis match.
"Why not mom," he seemed pretty excited.
"Mom, I need to go in and change."
"Me too, darling."
I went in and put on a short dress, one of those that makes Maria Sharapova such a hot sex symbol. It showed of my cleavage, my shoulders, and my armpits. And I decided not to wear my bra and panties. I knew my butts and pussy would show if I ran around too much. That had me really excited.
I jumped and ran hard throughout the game. Whenever, he came up to the net, I couldn't help noticing the bulge in his shorts.
The game ended. He had won 6-4.
As I walked up to the net to shake hands, I smiled. He was looking at my cleavage.
"You seem to be lost somewhere, Andy." I asked him and smiled again.
"No, no mom"... he replied rather nervously.
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June 24
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Mom looked so sexy in that dress She showed off her cleavage, shoulder curves and armpits. I can't believe it. She wasn't wearing her bra and her panties. I could see her butts and pussy as she went for the balls. I felt like masturbating on court. I just couldn't wait for the game to get over to go back to my room and masturbate.
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I loved what he had noted in his diary.
The next evening I decided to go out shopping. Andy was away with his friends. I was looking for a blue bikini. I looked through the entire range in my favorite store. But there was no blue bikini to be found. I finally asked a salesgirl. And she came up with a blue bikini.
"It's defective....the string below the cleavage can break anytime. So we've taken it off our shelves. I've just picked it out of the box for defective items."
Looking at that bikini I had an idea.
"I want this."
"What ...... a bikini whose top could come off any time."
"Yes....pack this one for me. How much is it?"
"We'll only charge 50 cents for packing. You can take this bikini free."
I was delighted. I was getting a malfunctioning bikini for half a dollar.
Back home, I told Andy of all the shopping I had done.
"You know Andy, I've bought myself a new bikini. I'll show it to you tonight."
Later at night after dinner, I slipped into my new bikini. Then, I picked up my mobile phone and sent an SMS to my son....
"Come and see mom in her new bikini"
I slipped the bra cup a little and got one nipple to make its way out. I lay in the bedroom waiting for my son.
Andy, how was your day.
"Fine."
"How was yours, mom?"
"Wonderful. I went shopping. I picked up a nice bikini. See, isn't it nice."
"Oh mom, your nipple is coming out."
I pretended to check my bikini bra. The bra string just below my cleavage broke completely exposing my breasts and nipples.
"Oh God, such poor quality......I've been ripped off my 50 bucks."
I was pretending to complain. But I just loved my bikini malfunction.
I removed my bikini bra and tossed it away.
"Mom, should I fetch you another bra or a top."
"Oh Andy, its too late at night now. I don't think I need another top now. I just need to sleep."
