Chapter 3
I was ready and waiting 45 minutes before she came down... she is always worth waiting for... but she made it within the time frame I gave her... so all she got was praise and compliments on how good she looked, how desirable she was... how sexy she was.
She blushed... but twirled for me showing off, then lifted the hem of her "little black dress" to show me a powder blue set of panties and her thigh high nylons... no garter belt required.
Dad had bought her a Lexus a few years back so she could ride in comfort, and I had a two year old Camaro muscle car, a present, to celebrate a conference championship year... I opened the door to my car for mom to get in and squealed the tires as we left, once I got out of the driveway and onto the street.
[Hanna looks nice! Jake is wearing a sport coat... wonder where they are going all dressed up thus early in the day...] I heard Mrs. Mac Donaldson's inner voice
[Its been a while since I have been in Jake's car... oooo... burning rubber to impress the girl... consider me impressed]
We made small talk as we drove to a department store about 40 miles away from the house, she was open and honest about how excited she was, both emotionally and physically.
The high end clothing store had a restaurant in house where we ate lunch, even with fruit and crackers before we left, we both had an appetite... then we went shopping.
Dresses that showed more cleavage and leg... blouses and skirts that did the same... she was concerned at first about some of it being too young or too revealing, but we found things that were tastefully slutty... age appropriate risque... one pair of 5 inch heels, 3 pair of three inch heels, and some very expensive, very sexy lingerie... I am no fashionista but I know what I like...and, I took advantage of the many women in the different departments, both employees and customers, all of who had opinions about what mom was trying on...
There was one married mother, younger than mom, older than me, that was a closet bisexual, still hiding from her much too conservative husband, who decided to postpone two errands and blow off an appointment just so she could hang out and surreptitiously see what mom modeled... she was young enough to be current and lusty enough to like the slightly slutty stuff... I thought she had good taste and she loved the way mom looked. She noticed our relationship... but just wrote it off as a cougar playing with its prey... she wondered to herself... if she had the chance, would she have the courage to try and turn mom's head... she did not have the kids for the next couple of hours... She had just about talked herself into flirting in the dressing room... even to taking steps that way, when mom walked out in a very pretty blouse and skirt to get my opinion... her courage faltered, fearing a scene in public, but she stayed in the shadows while mom and I talked... admiring the way the skirt showed off mom's shapely ass... Susan, (that's what she called herself when chastising herself and commiserating over her cowardice), longed to fulfill her closet fantasies involving another woman, but she knew deep down that she was too cowardly to ever make it happen... her fantasies mostly centered around a strong female personality taking control and showing her the way...
Just under a thousand dollars later we filled the trunk with bags and boxes and got back in the car... mom paid the monthly credit card bills... dad never paid attention to them. Only once did she start to feel bad about spending so much... but it did not last long.
As we got back and headed home mom was excited and happy and very horny... the hem of her dress was up over her stocking tops and she hoped I noticed... (it would have been impossible to miss).
[Hanna, this was so much fun! What a great, fun, idea Jake had. I haven't had this much fun shopping in YEARS! I won't be able to wear some of this stuff outside of Jake's bedroom... you are definitely going to turn some heads though...]
"Jake... I sure had fun... thanks for doing this, for going with me and caring enough to have an opinion... I don't know where I can wear some of this stuff, but I will wear it for you anytime you want..."
Her hand rested on my shoulder, then went down and settled on my thigh... she was unsure... still not fully trusting that I was for real... so she was testing the water...
"Since my legs are so long mom, my seat is all the way back... it will be much more comfortable for your arm if you push your seat all the way back too..."
She took a deep breath, surprised that I so casually called her on what she was hinting towards and encouraged it...
She threw the seat back to the end of the rails, giving her way more leg room than she needed... then, with a very sexy smile, put her hand on my crotch, feeling for my cock, finding it running down the pant leg nearest her (funny how THAT happened) and once locating it, squeezing and stroking it, loving that she got such an immediate reaction.
"Ummm... I like that it swells up so nicely with so little stimulation."
"Oh no mom... you have been stimulating me for the last two hours..."
"You always say such nice things to me Jake."
"Just telling the truth... it makes it easier that way... do me a favor though will you?"
She let go and sat forwards, tugging her dress down a bit...
"Sorry honey... I shouldn't be a distraction to you while you're driving..."
"Probably... but that wasn't the favor at all..."
[Oh good!]
"I was going to suggest that you undo my pants and fish out my cock before it gets so hard that it becomes a problem..." I glanced at her and she was smiling a very big smile..." (fuck she was beautiful when her eyes teamed up with her lips to create a smile )
[Whoa... dangerous... quit being a worrying mother... take this for what it is... he is asking you to play with him while he is driving... on the road in public... but not really... you are already hot and wet and maybe you can suck him too... so nasty... so hot... teenagers do this not grown women... unless your teen anger asks you to... in his hot rod...]
All of this was going through her head as her hands were working at my belt and buttons... she stuck her hand in as soon as she could and pulled and turned to get me free.
"Can I suck you Jake or do you just want a hand job?"
"Oh yeah mom... you definitly CAN suck my cock... I have first hand knowledge of that fact... but are you asking if you MAY suck my cock? Are you asking permission to suck my cock?"
With a hand stroking my nine hard inches my mother blushed at my words...
[Jake... you know what I mean!]
"Yes you little shit..." she squeezed as hard as she could... "I am asking, one, if you want me too, if it won't be too big a distraction for you while driving, and two, if I may, because I want to very much..."
"Easy there Zena warrior princess... don't want to pop the top off and spill all the good stuff inside..."
She giggled... like a happy little girl, playing a prank... teasing... "and yes... I would love to have you suck me while driving, play with me while driving... and yes... you may... though, as I said before, you do not need my permission... you just need your desire... trust me mom... if you prove to be too much of a distraction, I will tell you and/or pull over so you can finish without us killing each other..."
She stuck her tongue out at me, while she leaned over to get her mouth on my hardness...
