Seven Days with Mom - Sex Stories

Seven Days with Mom

... me then.

After reaching home, I changed and left for work. After the restaurant duty, I went to a mall and had two beers because I was so nervous. The two bras I had ordered were about to come today, and I decided to add some more presents. At the mall, I stepped into a lingerie shop. A middle-aged woman was standing behind the counter and came to me when she saw me standing there and looking at the mannequins for over three or four minutes.

"Can I help you?" she said.

"I wanna buy two thongs," I whispered without looking at her.

I knew Mom's thong size as I had seen her size on one of her panties.

"We have a good collection for men right here," she said, pointing at the other side of the shop.

"It's for my...a woman," I again whispered, stopping myself just in time.

"This is the latest collection. It arrived just yesterday," she said as she took me to the thong rack.

"What kind of thong are you looking for?"

"I dunno," I replied, but this time I didn't whisper.

"Transparent. Cotton," I blurted out whatever I had read on the Internet. "This is one of the biggest-selling ones," she said, showing me a skin-colored thong.

"OK," I said.

"And a black one," I added.

"How about this?" she asked, pointing at a black thong.

"Fine," I said.

"And anything else? A black transparent bra would look good with this. We also have matching garter belts," she suggested.

"No, this is fine. Please just pack them," I said as I was afraid somebody ...

... might see me there. Hiding the two boxes in my backpack, I rushed off home.

When she came back from meeting Ann and others in the evening, I went to the door and gave her a tight hug. As she went to her room, I went to the kitchen and made coffee for her. While she was drinking the coffee, I rushed to my room, got the boxes, including the two that I had ordered, and put them on her bed.

"What's that?" she asked.

"The things you ordered," I replied.

"OK."

"Go on, open them."

"You are in a hurry," she said as she got up and started opening the boxes.

"Did I ask you to order these?" she said, looking at the thongs.

"They are a gift," I stated.

"You really want me to wear these?" she inquired as she lifted the thongs and took a closer look.

"I've bought them for myself," I said.

"Don't be a smartass. How did you know my size?"

"Saw it on your pink panties. I bought one size bigger. Try them," I suggested.

"Hmm. I'll have to get rid of some things before. Fine, I'll do it now, but it will take time," she said as she picked up the bras and thongs and went to the bathroom.

I was in my room when she called me. When I went to her room she was standing in front of the mirror with her back toward me.

"So?"

She was wearing just a bra and a thong.

"You look amazing," I said as I admired her 5'10 body.

"Do they look good?" she asked, caressing her bare butt cheeks.

"They honestly look hot," I admitted as I moved my gaze to her back and ...