Chapter 1

I'm sitting brushing my hair at the vanity unit in my bedroom wearing just a tiny pair of white panties and being watched avidly by my young son.

"You've got lovely hair mummy, I love the way it drapes over your shoulders"

"Thank you darling" I smile at his reflection in the mirror, he's fresh from the shower and looks like an angel, a blonde, curly haired little angel wrapped up snugly in his over sized towelling robe.

"Are you going to put your stockings on tonight mummy?"

I feel the familiar surge of excitement in my stomach at his question and there's a definite wetness in my pussy, this is a game we've played before, a naughty little game that I should stop now!

"Are you mummy?"

I look into his big blue eyes seeing the eagerness there and I know I'm going to play the game again!

"Yes I think so darling, why?" but I already know the answer and I wonder if he can see my nipples hardening, rising in anticipation!

"Can I help you again mummy, I love helping you to put them on?"

I remember the last time we played and I squeeze my thighs together at the memory of it,

"Oh darling, I don't really think you should you know, I'm not dressed properly"

"Yes you are mummy, you're beautiful, I love looking at you like that"

I look at him again in the mirror and see his bottom lip protruding in a girlish pout, he's an achingly pretty little boy and he knows he can get anything he wants out of me when he looks like that, anything!

"Oh baby you say such nice things to mummy, but I've only got these tiny little panties on!"

He smiles cheekily and I see him looking at where the narrow band between my buttocks opens out into a sexy little vee.

"Why bother wearing them then mummy?"

That's a fair question and I'd walked right into it, I needed a minute to think of a suitable reply.

I can hardly tell him that Janie like to touch her lips to the sheer nylon and breathe in the aroma of my cunt, or that she enjoys the intimacy of sliding them down over my stocking clad thighs. Nor can I tell him that she has a similar pair in pink and that we'll swap them at some stage during the evening so that we can delight in feeling the other's moisture between our legs!

"Well darling you see, some girls and ladies like to wear pretty little panties that don't really hide their naughty bits!"

"Why mummy?"

"Because sometimes girls want men to look at them wearing these things, it makes them feel nice and sexy"

"I'm a man mummy, well a boy anyway!"

I turn and hold out my arms to him, "Yes you are Davy, you're a gorgeous little boy and I love you to bits!"

"But anyway mummy, you're not going out with a man, you said Janie's coming over for a drink with you!"

His voice has risen an octave in triumph, he's got me!

"Are you getting dressed up for her mummy?"

"Yes darling" I press his head into the valley between my naked breasts.

"And does Janie like you wearing them for her?"

I think of Janie, my sweet, kinky little Janie and I feel even more moisture seeping into my panties just from thinking of her. I think of us dancing together when he's in bed, breasts squashed together, mouths open, tongues exploring. I can almost feel her hand her hand between my legs, her fingers easing into my panties --.

"You're not listening to me mummy, are you?"

Now he's really petulant, just like his father was before he left after finding me in bed with Janie when he left work early one afternoon!

"I said, does Janie like you wearing them for her?"

"Mmm, yes darling she does, she loves me wearing them!"

I wonder briefly about telling him she'd rang earlier and told me to make sure they were wet for her and that she's promised to take them off using just her lips! Or that she always wipes them over her face before she leaves the following day, no perhaps not!

"Well why can't I look then mummy?"

I've lost the argument just as I knew I would and just as I'd secretly hoped I would!

"All right you monster, you win!"

He giggles delightedly and scrambles onto the bed where my stockings are laid out in readiness. In his haste his robe falls open and it gives me a deliciously naughty idea, a perfect opportunity to take the game to another level.

"Hey buster, not so fast"

He looks up at me questioningly, his face falling for a moment.

"Fair's fair you know, if you're going to look at my naughty bits, I'm going to be able to see yours!"

"Ok" he grins cheekily and shrugs off the robe without even a thought before picking up a stocking.

"Well hold your foot up silly"

He's kneeling with his legs apart, his little penis already rising with arousal.

"Oh God, look at him" I think to myself, "He's gorgeous, absolutely fucking gorgeous!"

I lift a foot up and he slips the nylon over it gently so as not to snag the delicate material. When he reaches my knee, I move my leg to one side so he can roll it up over my thigh, his eyes are looking between my legs at the little scrap of nylon between my cunt lips, his hands only inches away from my wetness! He takes an age to smooth the garment into place, an age when I get wetter and wetter with thoughts no mother should have about her son!

"Now the other one mummy"

We repeat the whole process with my other leg, whilst I sit thinking about Janie, I look down at my breasts and think of her lips on my nipples, I think of the tiny gold rings through her own pierced nipples, the tiny gold ring in her clitoris, then I look down at my son as he shuffles closer to me quite deliberately.

He's rolling the other stocking up over my thigh now, the back of his hand brushes lightly over my cunt lips bulging out from either side of my panties.

My mind is in a whirl, "He's touching me, oh sweet Jesus, my son is actually touching the lips of my cunt!"

Smiling down at him, I spread my legs almost obscenely wide,

"Do you like mummy's panties darling?"

"They're lovely mummy, no wonder Janie likes looking at you"

"They don't hide much do they darling?"

He giggles again girlishly, "No they don't mummy, but I like looking at you in them"

I look down at his cherubic face, so sweet, so innocent, but my eyes drift down further to where his fully erect penis is pointing at me, there's a little drop of fluid seeping out from the tiny slit in it's dome!

"I need a suspender belt darling, it's in the top drawer of the dresser"

"All right mummy" he skips over to the dresser, his gorgeous little cock bouncing delightfully against his stomach, his hairless balls jiggling temptingly!