Chapter 1

My mother walks into the restaurant and heads turn, she's wearing a white dress, cut quite low, but still respectable and just long enough to cover her stockings, I know she'll be wearing stockings because she always wears them for me even in bed, especially in bed!

I stand up and kiss her on both cheeks, the aroma of her perfume floats gently into my nostrils, but the effect is felt in my suit trousers,

"Hi darling" she smiles and I smile back, she's gorgeous and I look at the deliciously sexy swellings of her breasts as I pull a chair out for her,

"I'm wearing that white corset you brought me last week darling" she says softly,

"Do you like it?"

"It's beautiful darling" she whispers, "It makes me feel horny"

"You ARE horny mum" I laugh and she leans forward again,

"Just wait until tonight" she whispers, "It's been a long time"

"I know"

"I do it every night you know while I imagine that my two fingers are your cock"

"Two fingers?"

She sits up as the waitress places our salads down in front of us, she's a pretty young girl of about sixteen or seventeen and we smile as we look into each other's eyes,

"Yes I would, before you ask" she whispers and we both laugh,

"Tell me what you do mum"

"How do you mean?"

"With two fingers, tell me how you use them"

She's silent for a minute or two whilst eating her lunch,

"Right, well first of all anything can set me off, a record on the radio, a memory, even seeing someone in a shop" she laughs softly, "Or a restaurant"

"Like the waitress?"

"Mmm yes" she giggles, "Especially like the waitress"

"Do you base your fantasies on the truth or whatever fiction you can make up?"

"Both, but you're usually there somewhere"

"Would I be there with her?" I incline my head towards the waitress and mum giggles again,

"I don't know yet, I'll tell you later"

"Go on then" I urge her, "Tell me how you start"

"Well I like to have a drink or two first and wear something sexy, I like to watch myself in the bedroom mirror"

"Lucky mirror"

"I like to look at myself, I look at how my breasts bulge out of my bra and how the panties are pulled up between my legs so I can see the shape of my slit"

She moves slightly in her seat and her left hand disappears under the table,

"What are you doing mum?" I ask her and she laughs softly,

"I'm doing it now darling, I've pulled my dress up a little bit, I'm stroking my thigh above my stocking"

"Bloody hell" I exclaim,

"I can feel the heat from my panties, they're wet darling, very wet"

"Are you touching them?"

She smiled and nodded, "Yes, do you know what I'm thinking?"

"Yes please"

"We're in bed, the three of us, me, you and the waitress, you're fucking her and I'm sitting on her face"