How I Seduced My Son Pt. 04 - Sex Stories

How I Seduced My Son Pt. 04

... standing there in front of the mirror nude. The dresses are made small, on purpose. They are supposed to stretch over your curves. And I have a lot of curves.

I tried on the white one first. Damn, huge natural tits and plump ass stretched the white material so much that it was basically see through. I could clearly see my red-ish nipples and my ginger bush. And the straps, oh, they had to work overtime to hold everything in. Nope, could never wear that out in public. And I couldn't even add underwear and a bra. Yikes.

The green and black ones, however, were a little more conservative. Well, not really. But at least they were not see through. Well, maybe in the right light. But for a dark restaurant at night, the black one would do perfect.

I decided against a bra and underwear. The material stretched so much that panty lines and a bra would just look stupid. My nipples stuck out a bit, but what the hell. And because I have a little bit of a bush, you could see the hair pushing out against the taut material. I prayed for the stitching in the straps to hold up for the night.

I found the perfect pair of black high heels to go with the dress. I spent extra time on my makeup, specifically my eye makeup. I wanted that sultry porn-star look so I added some fake eyelashes, long, but not too long. I added some more curl to my red hair. I applied some dark red Mac Retro Ruby Woo lipstick. That stuff looks great, even on gingers. It stays put. And heck, if Taylor Swift ...

... wears it, it's good enough for me! It was hard not to stare at my own lips and imagine the deep red color of my lipstick circling my son's thick cock.

I looked in the mirror, checking myself out. For the second time in the last few days, I admitted that I would do me.

I walked down the stairs to the first floor to find Hudson sitting on the couch waiting for me. Hudson was wearing some nice slacks, a dress shirt and sports coat. And he actually put on a tie! Oh, how many years did I beg him to wear a tie to events?

"Damn, mom! You look like a million bucks! And I love the dark red lipstick!"

"Thanks honey, do you think it is too much?"

"Well, I'll be lucky if a dozen guys and girls don't hit on you and try to take you home tonight, but I'm willing to give it a shot. You know who you look like, mom? That actress on Mad Men. You know, that show that you and dad used to watch? The one with the red hair and curves?"

"Oh, that is very sweet!" Quite the compliment as I have to admit that I would often tell Phil that I needed to take a shower after watching Mad Men and use the private time to get myself off thinking of her. That was before the new shower wand. Damn, that would have been nice to have that back then. "So, where are you taking me, you smooth talker!"

"Our ride should be here shortly, mom. Then we are headed off to a place downtown. Great steaks, delicious cocktails, and live jazz. And the chances of running into a neighbor are slim to none."

"Yeah, ...