"It's not polite to stare, Josh," Lindsay said.
"Sorry about that mom," he said trying to tare his eyes away from her cleavage.
"Maybe I need to go and change, if my own son can't keep his eyes off my breasts," Lindsay said.
"No no," Josh protested. "I'm really sorry mom. You look fabulous, and you really deserve this."
"Thank you," Lindsay said. "Just try to contain yourself. I am your mother you know." She smiled realizing that he would probably be staring at her breasts all night. It was surely better than being ignored. Her husband Nathan spent more time on business trips than he did at home, and even then, he was too busy to pay any attention to her other than the occasional two-minute screw.
Her only redemption came from her horny eighteen-year-old son who was constantly ogling her. She felt that she would have been better able to handle him if she wasn't so horny herself. She even caught herself flirting with him.
Lindsay looked at herself in the big mirror in the foyer. Her hair and makeup were perfect, and judging by the way that Josh was looking her up and down, her body was looking good as well. "What the hell," she thought. "She was going to enjoy all the attention she could get."
Josh had Lindsay's car cleaned and ready in the drive. When Josh opened the door for her, she remembered that she was not wearing panties and he was standing in a position to look under her dress when she got in. She took a deep breath and sat in the car making no attempt to hide her crotch as she stretched her legs apart to get inside. She watched his eyes widen.
Lindsay crossed her legs. "Are we ready to go?" she asked watching him adjust the bulge in his crotch before putting the car in drive.
Lindsay found herself looking at Josh's crotch almost as much as he had been staring at her tits. She figured that it was her turn to cut loose.
To Lindsay's surprise, Josh didn't embarrass her at all at the restaurant. He was a perfect gentleman, and even ordered their diner. She caught the eye of several young men, which made her feel even sexier.
Several young women tried flirting with Josh at the theatre after they had left the restaurant, and Lindsay felt strangely jealous. She leaned close to him and cut her eyes sharply at the young women. She felt she still had the way-with-all to ward off predators.
They stopped for ice cream on the way home, a treat that Lindsay would have skipped. She sat on the hood of her car eating the ice cream. She kept crossing and uncrossing her legs, flirting with Josh. She knew that he would not pass up an opportunity to look under her dress, which she had allowed him several times getting in and out of the car.
"You are so beautiful, and sexy," Josh said putting his hand on her thigh.
It was a clear come-on that she would have expected from an older man. "Thank you honey," she replied. His hand began to slide up and down her thigh.
"Everyone else noticed how beautiful you are tonight," he said. "You brighten every place that we went tonight. I wish this night could never end, so I could show you off to the world."
Lindsay had become so taken by what he was staying that she hadn't realized that she had dripped ice cream on her inner thigh. Josh leaned over and licked it off letting his tongue trail up toward her crotch.
"I love that flavor," he said licking his lips.
Lindsey saw that Josh could play the flirting game very well. She squeezed her thighs together tighter to sooth the throbbing that had kicked into high gear. She leaned back looking into his eyes while she licked around the top of the ice cream cone and then took the top off into her mouth with her lips.
Josh cleared his throat at the suggestive move. He slid his hand back down her leg tracing around her ankle with his finger tips. "We should get some Champaign to celebrate this wonderful night," he said.
"That sounds like a good idea," she said. "I haven't had Champaign in a while."
"Stick with me kid and I'll show you the moon and the stars," Josh said point at the clear night sky.
Lindsey giggled. Their little outing had turned into a very interesting date. She hadn't flirted so much in a very long time, and it felt great. She was able to over look the fact that the guy she was flirting with and that was flirting with her was her son.
She took her time getting into the car, letting the parking lot light shine down on her naked crotch. She lifted her other leg in the car letting her dress linger at the tops of her thighs. She knew she was being was too suggestive, but as much as he stared at her, she figured she'd satisfy his curiosity. She didn't know how far she was prepared to go, but it didn't seem too far. She had notice him spying on her while she dressed before, so she assumed that he had already seen her naked. She knew it was wrong and had a line she wouldn't cross, but she didn't exactly know where that line was.
They stopped at a liquor store not far from their house. Lindsay noticed a woman in a red plaid mini-skirt, thigh-high patent leather high-heel boots, and a white t-shirt tied under her large breasts standing in front of the store smoking a cigarette. She blew Josh a kiss as they enter the store.
"You like that?" Lindsay asked Josh as they began looking around in the store.
"Sure, but I wouldn't hook up with a woman on the street like that," he replied. "We call agencies for that. She has to know that cops are just waiting for her to approach someone. That's too dangerous."
"You mean an escort service?" Lindsay whispered.
"Yeah," Josh chuckled. "Don't worry. It's safe."
"How safe can you be?" Lindsay asked.
"Mom, escorts are not like your regular street walker," Josh said waving at a woman almost at the other end of the store. "You'd probably wouldn't know one if she was standing here talking to you."
"Who is that?" Lindsay asked seeing that the woman kept looking over at them.
"That's Ms Joiner, Richard's mother," Josh said.
"I don't think I ever met her before," Lindsay said.
"Probably not," Josh said. "She just started getting out of the house since her divorce. She's fun. Let me introduce you."
Lindsay agreed following her son over to where the woman was choosing bottles of liquor from the shelves. The first thing that struck Lindsay about the woman was her shoes. They were black five inch slides with a clear top. The woman's toenails were painted red. Even though the woman wore slacks, one of her heels were lifted, so that the shoes were showing.
"Hi Josh!" the woman said greeting him with a hug.
"How are you Joyce?" Josh asked letting his hand linger at the small of her back. "Joyce, I'd like you to meet my mother, Lindsay."
"It's nice to meet you," Joyce said smiling brightly and shaking Lindsay's hand. "You have a very handsome son here." She put her hand on Josh's back rubbing it.
Lindsay noticed the way Joyce leaned her hip against Josh's and looked into his eyes. "Thank you," she replied beginning to feel anxious.
