Chapter 6

Chris and his mother went to the mall that afternoon, stopping in almost every store it seemed. However, strangely, he didn't mind. For the first time in his life he liked shopping. Actually it wasn't the shopping, but rather being with his mother that he liked. He watched her closely, enjoying her shy smiles and flushes of embarrassment as she tried on various outfits. When she would come out of the dressing room with a dress or blouse on, Chris would give thumbs up or down. It became obvious that he preferred the tighter dresses and skirts, as well as the short ones. The beauty of it was that he got to stare at his mother without her being offended. Since the night he had caught her with her lover, he had secretly looked at her whenever he got the opportunity. However, he always had to be careful in fear that she would catch him. Now he could stare without worrying that she would get angry. Not only could he look, but also he could make her turn this way and that to give him a better view from all angles. And, he liked what he saw. Her full breasts and trim hips were like those of a much younger woman. He realized that she had kept herself in very good shape and that she was very sexy. Strangely, it never occurred to him that his mother could be sexy or, God forbid, turn him on. Yet as he sat and watched her try on dresses, slacks, sweaters, blouses and shorts, he found himself getting excited. He had to cross his legs on several occasions to keep her from seeing his growing erection. If she noticed, however, she gave no indication.

Chris particularly liked the dresses at Victoria's Secrets. When his mother came out of the dressing room with a tight red dress on, Chris had to whistle. It was bright red and had thin shoulder strap with a V-cut top, revealing the top of her breasts. However, because it was cut so low, the top of her lacy bra showed. The bodice was form fitting to her breasts and waist, hugging both her hips and well-defined thighs.

"It's not too tight, is it?" she asked.

"Uh... no," Chris gulped. Then he added boldly, "It looks great on you. But, the bra has to go. Turn around."

Allison turned around and looked back over her shoulder at her son.

Gathering up his courage he said, "Hmm, I think the panties have to go too. You can see the outline."

Allison looked at him with surprise, but then she smiled and said, "Wait." She hurried into the dressing room, returning a couple of minutes later. "What about now?"

Chris felt his heart flutter. He could see that she had removed the bra. Her nipples were hard and poking though the top. "Mu... much better," he stuttered.

"What about this," she said and turned her back to him again.

No panty line.

Chris couldn't help the erection that grew in his pants when he realized that his mother was naked under the outfit. There was nothing between his eyes and her naked body but the thin dress. Every curve was defined. If she had dimples on her ass cheeks, he would have been able to see them. "Wor... works for me," he said, trying to be cool, as he stared at the smooth backside of his mother.

The rest of the afternoon was a blur to Chris. They went from store to store, sometimes finding something they both liked and sometimes not. Their conversation was light and more like a man and woman rather than mother and son. They people watched, whispering about this guy or that girl. Through it all, Chris noticed that his mother seemed genuinely happy for the first time since he could remember. She smiled a lot and her eyes twinkled like they did before his father's surgery. She somehow seemed content and was warmer to him as well. It wasn't a secret that their relationship had been strained, even before the incident.

Several hours and multiple shopping bags later, Chris and his mother went to the car. They stopped at a small restaurant and had a late lunch.

"I must have spent a fortune today," she said. "I don't know what got into me. I normally don't spend a lot of time shopping for clothes."

"I know," Chris said before he thought.

His mother got a pensive look on her face. "I guess I've needed to upgrade my wardrobe for some time huh?"

"Uh... well... yeah," Chris answered uncomfortably.

She reached over and touched his hand. "It's nice to have someone that I care about appreciate it."

Chris saw something in his mother's eyes... some emotion that he couldn't quite identify.

He quickly changed the subject.

As they talked, Chris noticed for the first time the looks that his mother got from men. He realized how attractive she was to other men, and suddenly felt a strange emotion himself. One he was not accustomed to: jealousy! He knew it was crazy... this was his mother, not his girlfriend... but he couldn't shake the feeling. As they left the restaurant, he found himself putting his arm around her waist protectively, maybe to show the guys that she wasn't available.

His mother looked at him with a smile and actually moved closer until he could feel her hip brushing his. His face turned red but he kept his hand around her waist, enjoying the warmth of her skin under the silky material of her top.

When they arrived home, Allison gave Chris another fashion show. She was like a teenager, trying on each of her outfits again, asking which ones were appropriate for work and which ones were not. Was he sure that this one or that one wasn't too tight or too short? Could he see through the top? And the most loaded question... Does this make me look fat?

Chris danced through each question diplomatically. He told her that his favorite dress, the red one, was definitely not appropriate for work. She had taken off her bra and panties again to model it for him. He found himself wondering if she were going to put the panties back on tonight or not.

By the end of the day, Chris was mentally and physically exhausted. He was surprised that shopping could take so much out of him. Maybe it was because he had been on an emotional roller coaster all for a week. He fought the anger in the beginning and now sexual urges that his mother had brought on. Not to mention the jealously that had surprised him so much.

Later as they sat in the family room with his father, Chris said, "I think I'm going to turn in early Mom."

"Okay sweetie," she said. "I hope I didn't tire you out too much today. Shopping can be very strenuous," she laughed.

"Tell me about it," he returned with a wide smile and kissed her quickly before heading to his room. However, as he got to his door, he glanced at the stairs and then turned and went quickly to his mother's room and into the bathroom. Inside the clothes hamper, he found what he was looking for... a pair of red panties that she had most likely worn today. That was confirmed when he saw that they were still damp. He wondered briefly if his mother had been as excited as he was today. Then he dismissed it and hurried back to his own room where he quickly stripped naked and laid down on the bed. He wrapped the warm silk around his shaft and began an up and down motion with his hand. It took but a few seconds for him to get an erection.