Chapter 13

"Tracy, can we talk about tonight," Julie said at the breakfast table the following morning after Suzy had left.

Breakfast had been very quiet. Suzy had a perpetual smile on her face; mother's face seemed to be a permanent shade of red.

"Mother, we talked about this yesterday. You know the rules."

"But I know it is very close to my fertile period. Can we a least wait for a few days?"

"That has never seemed to bother you when you fuck your own brother. Let's face it mother; you are excited by the thought of fucking Steve. You love the thought of his big cock and especially all that potent cum he will squirt into you."

"Tracy I can't... "

"Stop it mother dear. I do not want to discuss this anymore. Be there before eight or you know what will happen," Tracy said and left a very worried mother at the table.

Steve joined the family for dinner that night. He was like a kid in a candy shop. He knew he was going to get Tracy's pussy tonight. He had a hard on all day thinking about fucking her. He noticed that Tracy's mom was very quiet. She seemed preoccupied.

Tracy sent Suzy off to Molly's house at about seven thirty. She got a video and took Steve into the den and sat with him on the sofa.

"Where's your mom?" Steve asked excitedly.

"Upstairs I guess," Tracy answered, bringing her lips to Steve's.

Steve pulled his lips away and said, "Is she going to leave or what?"

"Don't worry about her sweetie," Tracy said and pushed Steve back onto the sofa and crawled on top of him.

Upstairs Julie sat on her bed in turmoil. Tracy had laid out an outfit for her to wear. Her heart was pounding in her chest. She knew that if she put the clothes on there would be no turning back. She had very little time to decide; it was already seven forty-five.

Finally, she felt like she had no choice. She stripped and put on the very tight tank top her daughter had left for her. Next she picked up the tiny cotton stretch short shorts and pulled them up her legs. They felt tighter then she remembered from the store. When she had them pulled up, she knew something was wrong. They were so tight that her ass cheeks showed and the crotch outlined her pussy lips like a second skin. The seam cut directly into her pussy, separating the lips.

Julie put the high heel shoes on and walked over to the full-length mirror. She sucked in her breath when she saw the woman staring back at her. She looked like a French whore. She couldn't go downstairs looking like this. It was seven fifty-five.

On the sofa, Tracy had Steve worked into a frenzy. She had his cock out of his pants and was stroking him. Tracy was just as hot as Steve but she kept her eye on the clock. She was beginning to get a little nervous.

Julie took a deep breath and walked out of her bedroom. Each step she took created a friction in her crotch. The seam was rubbing against her clit. She tried to pull the tight shorts down but it was no use; the material would just slip back between her lips.

Just as she took the first step down the stairs, she stopped suddenly. She felt a twinge in her lower abdomen. Her heart began to race. Sometimes when she ovulated, she could feel it. She grabbed the banister for support as her knees began to buckle and her head began to spin. When she got her balance, she slowly began to descend the stairs.

Julie stopped for a second outside the entrance to the den. Then she took a deep breath and continued. She couldn't help a little yelp as she walked in; her daughter had Steve's cock in her hand and they were kissing.

Tracy heard her mother and turned to her with a smile.

Steve practically had a heart attack. He rolled to the side and tried desperately to get his cock back inside his shorts.

"Oh hi... uh... mother," Tracy said, suppressing a gasp herself at her mother's appearance.

Just then the phone rang. As Tracy got up to answer it, she looked at Steve; his eyes were practically bulging out of his head. He was obviously shocked by her mother's outfit.

Tracy picked up the phone.

"Hello... oh hi Sandy," Tracy said and then paused for a minute as if she were listening. "Oh God, really, I will be right over. Steve, I'm so sorry, but my friend Sandy's brother was rushed to the hospital. Their parents are out of town and she wants me to go to the hospital with her," Tracy lied.

"I'll go with you," Steve said in a worried tone and started to get up.

"No, you stay here with mom and watch the movie. I will be back as soon as I can. I'll call you from the hospital." Tracy didn't give Steve a chance to answer. She rushed out of the den, leaving a very disappointed young man.

Julie stood there awkwardly, trying to think of something to say. Finally, she said "Would you like something to drink Steve?"

"Yea, a beer," he said in a frustrated tone.

Julie knew that he was kidding but she responded, "Well I guess one wouldn't hurt." She turned and walked out of the room. She could feel Steve's eyes watching her ass sway back and forth in those impossibly tight shorts.

Julie's hands were shaking as she got a beer out of the refrigerator for Steve. She started to get one for herself then stopped, reaching for the whiskey sour mix. She poured a quarter glass of whiskey in a glass then filled it with the mix. She drank the strong liquor down in one long gulp. Then she made herself another drink and put it on a tray with the beer and some chips.

Steve wasn't sure what was going on. Tracy had gotten him so horny he couldn't see straight and then she leaves him. Then her mom comes in dressed like a hooker and offers him a beer. This was getting very weird.

Steve was trying to will his cock back down when Julie came back in with their drinks. He knew it was a lost cause when she bent over to put the tray down. The tiny shorts had run up into her ass crack.

Julie turned around and saw Steve's wide eyes. She reached down and pulled the back of the shorts down, then she surprised even herself when she reached for the inside leg of her shorts and pulled, freeing the seam from her pussy. It didn't help; the shorts were far too tight and the seam cut right back into her pussy lips.

"I guess these shorts must have shrunk a little," she said to the surprised young man, then turned and sat down on the sofa next to him. She turned toward Steve and said, "Tracy tells me you play football and baseball."

"Yes mam, I love sports."

"I guess you have to be in pretty good shape huh?"

"Yea, I have to work out a lot."

"I can tell," Julie said looking at Steve's bare legs in obvious admiration. Then her eyes moved up to the bulge in his shorts. Her face turned red when she saw that Steve was watching her.

"I try to work out but it is so hard to get the time," Julie said. "I really need to lose a few pounds."

"Oh no mam, you look great just the way you are," Steve blurted out then realized what he had said. It was his turn for his face to turn red.

"Why thank you Steve, but don't you think my butt is too big?"

"God no, all the guys... " Steve started to say but stopped.

"All of the guys what?" Julie asked smiling at him.

"Uh... I shouldn't really say."

"Oh come on, I'm a pretty liberal mom. You can tell me."

"All the guys... well, they think... you know, that you have a great... "

"A great what?" Julie asked, knowing that she was making the young man sweat. She was starting to enjoy this.

"A great, uh, ass," Steve said totally embarrassed.

"Really?" Julie said, truly surprised.

"Yea, they all drool all over themselves when they see you. You are the best looking mom of any of my friends. God, when I told them about your swim... " Steve stopped again, concerned that he was going too far.

"You liked my swim suit," Julie said, feeling very good about herself at the moment.

"Oh wow, it was awesome" was all that Steve could say.

"Thank you sweetie, you have made my day," Julie said, casually laying her hand on Steve's bare leg, near the opening of the leg of his shorts. Julie could see his cock twitch in his pants. It was trapped in an uncomfortable position, snaking down his shorts leg.

"Well, my breasts are far to big. You can't deny that," Julie said watching Steve's eyes move to her hard nipples.

"No mam, you have a perfect body."

Julie reached for her drink and took a big swallow. Here goes she thought and sat her drink back down. "But they do sag a bit," Julie said. With that she pulled her top up and over her breasts, baring them to the teenager.

"Oh my God Mrs. Wilson," Steve practically moaned.