Chapter 2

She looked like the cat who'd got the cream when I awoke the next morning and found her in the tiny, cramped kitchen wearing the shirt I'd taken off the night before over a knee length denim skirt.

"It looks a lot better on you mum" I said as I kissed her neck and slipped my arms around her waist,

"Are you, you know, are you ok with what we did last night?" She tilted her head up and looked seriously at me.

She had her answer when I moved both hands up beneath her shirt and felt her bra-less breasts, the nipples hardened immediately under my thumbs and she moaned softly,

"Oh God Micky" she leaned back against me, "I want you so much darling"

I was about to take it further but the front door opened and her sister in law Dolly shouted out,

"Anyone in?"

"Nearly" I grinned and sat down at the table as she came into the kitchen and reached for the kettle, she and mum had always been close, but since dad and Jim had been killed, they'd become even closer and met up most days.

"Hi Micky" she said in her usual cheerful manner and bent down to kiss my cheek, "I've brought you a little present"

Ten neat little packages were deposited on the table in front of me, all still in the bank wrapper and all of a thousand pounds each!

"Well for a start Dolly, this one's yours, but as soon as we get all the rest in, you've got Jim's share coming your way, according to my financial adviser here", I nodded towards mum, "You're due a total of a hundred and ninety thousand pounds, give or take a few bob"

"That's great Micky" she said as she poured us all out a coffee, "I'm selling up and going to buy a little shop somewhere"

Mum was over at the cooker doing me a breakfast and she looked across at us both,

"Yes we were talking about that last night, weren't we darling?"

I hid a smile as I nodded, "Yeah, that and other things"

"But we're going shopping today in London and Micky's treating me to a night in a top hotel, a meal, a dance and everything, aren't you dear?"

"Wow" Dolly enthused, "I'm impressed"

She stayed just long enough to drink her coffee, then kissed us both goodbye and left, a strange little look passed between the two women as mum let her out, but I said nothing, one of the most important things old Charlie had taught me in the nick, was to see all and say nothing!

"So we're going shopping are we?"

"Yes, that's if you don't mind"

"Not at all mum, what we going for?"

I pushed my empty plate away and she sat on my knee,

"Well, I need some new underwear and I'd like to have my hair done, I just want a nice day out and some retail therapy"

"Can we get back to the bit about the new underwear?"

She laughed softly and put her lips next to my ear,

"I need some new knickers, you know, sexy little ones and I've always wanted a black satin corset, black and red, oh and I'll need a new dress of course"

"Of course" I agreed seriously and tried very hard not to think about her in a corset, with black silk stockings attached to it. "But I'm warning you, if you don't get up now, we'll never make it to town!"

She chuckled throatily, but stood up anyway,

"It's going to be really special tonight darling, really special" and with a lingering kiss on my lips, she disappeared upstairs in a flurry of legs and flying skirt.

"With the dinner and dance sir, a double room will be two hundred and eighty pounds, with breakfast it would be three hundred and thirty eight pounds"

I just nodded and held his gaze until he reached for the key to our room, as he turned round, I took eight, fifty pound notes out from a wad in my pocket,

"Keep the change" and I tossed them nonchalantly onto the counter, it's funny how people's attitudes change with a tip,

"Why thank you sir, madam, I trust you'll find the room to your satisfaction" he snapped his fingers for a page boy to show us up and said thank you at least seven times whilst we waited.

The room was sumptuous as befitted one of London's better hotels, a coffee maker sat by the bedside, a television and video at the end of the bed, there were white fluffy bathrobes in the wardrobe and six big fluffy towels on a heated rail beside a large double bath and shower.

I tipped the page boy who looked about the same age as my old cell mate and he too was over the moon with his fifty pound tip!

"I've got to get some bloody change" I moaned, "I'm damned if every body's getting a fifty pound tip"

We left our couple of bags in the room and strolled out into the sunshine in the general direction of London's West end, the money was burning a hole in my pocket and I badly needed the thrill of a spending spree, mum had tried to refuse when I took four packs of the notes and gave them to her, but I insisted,

"It was a three way split mum, don't forget, me dad and Jim, let's do it right"

"Ok" she said and sat there looking at it for a minute, "You know Mickey, even though your dad pulled a few decent jobs off in his time, I've never even seen this much money before, never mind having it in my purse as funny money"

"He was a good man mum and a smashing dad" then I grinned, "But he was a bloody lousy criminal"

Our first stop was the world famous Harrods where she snorted at the outrageously inflated prices, "That's ridiculous" she laughed as she looked at an evening gown on sale at the bargain price of nine hundred and ninety nine pounds, "I could make better than that on my old sewing machine"

Agreeing that Harrods wasn't for us, we ventured further on, next stop was an electrical store where I bought a top of the range sound system and about fifty or so compact discs and arranged for it all to be delivered the following day to the house.

I could see mum was itching to look at the clothing stores, so I took a deep breath and followed on valiantly behind her!

Eight pairs of stockings, countless French knickers, g-strings and thongs, not to mention two silk corsets and about half a dozen lacy little suspender belts later, we found the dress she wanted, a figure hugging, floor length affair in black, that left most of her beautiful breasts uncovered, she declared it was worth every penny of the five hundred pounds it cost and together we went back to the hotel.

We'd intended to wait before consummating our lust, but after ordering champagne to be brought up to our room and running a lovely scented bath, mum asked me to share it with her, for a lady of almost forty, her figure was remarkable, firm, full breasts with only the slightest hint of sag, jutted out proudly above a flat stomach and the neat pubic bush had not been allowed to grow for more than a day without her trimming it down to just a narrow little strip above her cleft,

"I'm not as young as I was once Micky"

"You're beautiful mum, believe me you are"

"And you say beautiful things darling" she smiled and made room for me to sit facing her, I poured out two glasses of bubbly and gave one to her, "Here's to us mum"

"To us"

"I've got a bit of a confession to make mum"

"Really?, what a dark secret from your murky past?"

I drained my glass and poured us both out another one as mum drained hers,

"Well, you know how I was always running about thieving and nicking before that last job?"

"You were certainly wild Micky" she smiled, "But no more than a lot of others"

"I just didn't have a lot to do with girls mum, that's what I'm trying to say"

"Are you telling me that you're a virgin?"

I nodded and she smiled, "I'm glad I'm going to be your first"

She held out her hands and as I took hold of them, she settled her legs over mine and kissed me, her heavy breasts crushed against my hairy chest, even with the warm water swirling round their bodies, I felt the warmth of her over my groin, then the warmth seemed to squeeze my penis and with a jolt, I realized I'd slipped inside her, I was actually inside my mother!