Chapter 9

The following morning Don and Jack left early for golf.

Tracy, Suzy and Julie all slept late. They were exhausted from the activity of the previous day. It wasn't until 9 am that Suzy and Tracy came downstairs. Julie was in the kitchen fixing breakfast.

"Tracy, why are we going shopping?" Julie asked her daughter as she sat down at the table.

"Because we need some new clothes, especially for you mother."

"I am quite capable of buying my own clothes when I need them," Julie said with some anger in her voice as she placed a plate of eggs and bacon for the girls on the table and sat down.

"Not from the looks of your wardrobe. You have a sexy body mom, and you need to show it off more. Now, I don't want to talk about it anymore."

Suzy looked up with wide eyes. Mom was never going to put up with this kind of talk she thought.

"Tracy don't you... " Julie started to say in anger but stopped when she saw her daughter's look. Her mouth closed and she got up from the table, not touching her food, taking her dishes to the sink.

The three women were at the mall by eleven. Tracy led them from store to store. She had her mother try on dress after dress, finally settling on several form fitting short dresses in various colors. The dresses were the kind you might find in the Victoria's Secret's catalog. Tracy refused to listen to her mother's protests that they were far too tight and short.

Next they bought some pull over tops; some low cut, some of them covered Julie to the neck. However, all were very tight and emphasized her large breasts. Julie was embarrassed to wear these tops even in the store.

Tracy then took them to the shoe store where she bought three pair of four-inch high heels for her and her mom. They would definitely be the highest heels that either of the ladies had.

In the swimsuit section, Tracy picked out two-thong type bikinis for herself and two for her mother.

Again, Julie's feeble protests fell on deaf ears.

They had to go to the kid's section to buy clothes for Suzy. All of her outfits were designed to make her look younger than her thirteen years. Suzy knew better then to protest, besides, she kind of liked the kid thing now. It seemed that Tracy was right about men liking little girls. She had seen the looks she had gotten from older men last night at the movies and even at the mall today.

Finally, Tracy took them to a specialty shop. There she picked out five pair of the shortest and tightest short shorts she could find. Her mother protested strongly when she came out of the dressing room. The shorts hugged her ass cheeks, barely covering them. Every pair of shorts was made of a stretchy cotton material. The crotch was so tight that her pussy lips were plainly outlined.

Tracy's mother thought they looked obscene. When she went back into the dressing room in a huff, Tracy told Suzy to take the shorts back and get them one size smaller. Smiling at her deviousness, Tracy picked out several pair for herself.

After several hours of shopping, the ladies went home with numerous packages and a much larger credit card balance.

That evening, Don and Julie had a business function to attend. Tracy was going to a friend's house for an over night sixteenth birthday party, so Uncle Jack was coming over to stay with Suzy.

Don was waiting in the living room with Jack, talking golf, while Julie got ready.

Tracy volunteered to help her mother in picking out her clothes. Tracy decided her mother should wear a short white dress that they had purchased that day. It was tight all over and cut very low in front. The white against her mother's tanned skin would look great. As Tracy watched her mom take off her clothes, she felt a little thrill pass through her. Her mom really had a sexy body.

When Tracy saw Julie go to her dresser to get underwear, Tracy asked, "What are you doing mom?"

"Getting underwear, if you must know."

"No!"

"What?"

"I said, no. Those clothes were not meant to be worn with underwear. You can wear thigh high nylons but no panties or bra."

"Tracy, I can't wear this dress without a bra and panties for God's sake. All of dad's business friends will be there tonight."

"And they will all be envious. No bra or panties, it would show through anyway," Tracy said with finality.

Julie picked up the dress in anger, her lips pressed tightly together, fuming. She pulled it over her head and straightened it.

"Wow, you look great mom," Tracy said sincerely.

Julie did not respond but walked over to the mirror. She almost gasped when she saw herself. The dress fit her like a glove. Her breasts were half exposed, the nipples showing darkly through the white stretchy material. The hemline would barely cover her thigh high nylons.

In spite of herself, Julie could not stop a thrill of excitement run through her. This would certainly shake up the old codgers in Don's office, she thought. The women would probably pass out and the men might have heart attacks.

Tracy picked out a pair of white four-inch high heels from the shopping bag and handed them to her mom. Her mother took them without comment and put them on. She then picked out a white purse to go with the dress.

When Julie was ready, Tracy took her hand saying, "God mom, you are hot," bringing a blush to her mother's face. "Dad and Uncle Jack are going to cum in their pants."

Mother and daughter walked hand in hand down the stairs. They got the reaction Tracy expected when the men saw the ladies coming down the stairs. Both men's eyes got as big as saucers. Their mouths hung open in amazement.

"Julie... uh... uh, wow, God what a dress," Don said, trying to remain composed.

"Do you like it? Tracy and I picked it out," Julie said, glancing to the side at Tracy because of her lie.

"God, the old farts at work will die," Don said with pride. "Let's get going, we are going to be late," he said, wrapping his arm proudly around his wife and leading her to the door. "Don't wait up for us Suzy," Don said over his shoulder as they closed the door.

As soon as they were out the door Tracy said, "Well, I have to go also guys, you and Suzy have fun Uncle Jack." Then she looked at her sister and winked.

When Tracy was gone, Uncle Jack turned to Suzy and said, "Well, what do you want to do sweetie?"

"Maybe we can play Monopoly then watch a movie."

"Sounds great."

"You set up the board," Suzy said, "I'm going to get my night shirt on."

Suzy skipped out of the room, her heart pounding with excitement. She was planning on teasing her Uncle Jack tonight. She wanted to test the truth of Tracy's statement about older men liking little girls.

When Suzy returned, she was pleased to see that her uncle had set up the game on the floor. Suzy had put on a Mickey Mouse tee shirt that was short and tight and of course she did not wear panties. Suzy sat on the floor across from her uncle and they began to play. After a few minutes, Suzy got up. "Want something to drink Uncle Jack?"

"Sure, how about a beer."

"I'll be right back."

Suzy went to the kitchen and got herself a coke and her uncle a beer. When she returned, she handed the beer to him and sat back down. This time Suzy sat Indian fashion with her legs crossed. Immediately she noticed her uncle glancing at her thighs.

Jack was trying to concentrate on the game, but it was getting difficult. It appeared that if he looked he would be able to see up Suzy's nightshirt. He tried not to look but his eyes kept coming back to her thighs. Jack moved to lay on his side, his hand propping up his head. When he looked this time, he felt his heart beat quicken. He could see the shadow of Suzy's little hairless pussy between her legs. Jack could feel his cock begin to harden.

Suzy saw him looking. She knew that her uncle was staring at her bare pussy. She could see his eyes on her private parts. Her pussy lips began to throb in excitement as she watched her uncle's eyes. Suddenly, he looked up at her and their eyes met. Suzy saw her uncle blush.

They played Monopoly for over an hour, Suzy's uncle's eyes never leaving her exposed pussy for very long. Finally, Suzy said, "I'm tired of playing uncle. Put the movie in the machine, I want to get something from my room."

Suzy went upstairs and got some toenail polish. When she returned she sat on the sofa, putting her feet up on the glass coffee table and began to paint her toenails. Her uncle was still lying on the floor.