A maternal Affair- Part 2(finale) by crazytownfuck - Sex Stories

A maternal Affair- Part 2(finale) by crazytownfuck

... bed!). Debbie stood in front of the full-length mirror and admired her naked body. She worked out a lot, mainly aerobics and jogging. She was five-foot-three with a delicate frame. Her belly was perfectly flat and toned, her legs firm and her bottom a pair of shapely little cheeks. Twice-weekly visits to a tanning salon meant her flesh was nicely bronzed. Not too much of course, just enough to give her a healthy glow. Her pubic hair was the same golden shade as the hair on her head and she kept it trimmed, a neat triangle between her legs. She shaved her arsehole though. It felt much neater and sexier, plus it made it easier to apply the lubricant in preperation for anal-penetration from her son Jake. On the large bed were a couple of bags from an expensive lingerie store in town containing the sexy kit Debbie had bought that afternoon ("Your husband will be delighted" the cashier at the store, a middle-aged woman with too much make-up, had said to Debbie. "They're not for my husband's benefit," Debbie had smirked, cryptically.) Debbie took her purchases out the bag and laid them out. There were several full sets of lingerie and it took a few moments for her to decide on what to wear. She eventually put aside three of the outfits - a black one, the red one and the pink one - which left the white outfit she'd selected to wear. The first item Debbie put on were a pair of sheer stockings, held up with a matching frilly garter belt that was adorned with miniture silk bows. She ...

... then put on a very skimpy thong, the crotch lacy and virtually see-through, the material that ran up the crack of her arse barely thicker than dental floss and thus showing off her buttocks in their entirity. Debbie had deliberately put the knickers on over the garter-belt straps, knowing that the thong would be removed pretty quickly once Jake was home! Finally, she put on a pair of white shoes whose high-heels boosted her height by a couple of inches to five-foot-five. That was her finished from the waist down. Next, Debbie put on a bra, a rather sweet one that not only had the under-wiring that pushed her breasts together slightly to emphasise her cleavage, but had tiny pink butterflies, made from embroidered silk and satin, on the cups over the nipples. Debbie then put on a pair of fingerless, elbow-length gloves, white-lace to match the rest of the outfit and with silk ruffled trim. After a dab of make-up - just a little bit of pink blush and some matching eye-shadow - Debbie struck a pose once more in the mirror. "Superb," she grinned to herself. Although not necessarily vain, the petite blonde had to admit that, kitted out in underwear so sexy it would make gay men drool, she was damned hot! It wasn't long until Jake was due home from school so Debbie strolled downstairs in her high-heeled shoes, whipped the curtains shut in the living room and set about lighting the forty-plus candles that were arranged all around the room. She put on some romantic music - mostly for ...