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Part 1
I open up a duffle bag to pack certain items for tennis with mom later today. I pack a sports bra, compression shorts, an extra pair of panties and my tennis outfit. For safety I also carry a water bottle incase of anything. I hope in my SUV and drive off, blasting music. I honestly do not know why my mother bought me an Escalade, it is a massive car and I am such a tiny woman. I hear a guy below me yell,
"Yo, what is a pretty little thing doing in that monstrous truck."
I know he just wants to start a redundant conversation which will lead to him asking for my number so I ignore it. I drive towards the country club and hand my keys to the valet. I see my mother chatting up some of the other women, these women are wealthy because of their husbands.
"Julie, come say hi to these ladies" My mother waves to me.
I politely greet them and talk for a bit. At the corner of my eye I see a tall well built man approaching towards us with someone who looks like a younger version of him.
"Oh, Julie" My mother says. "These are the Vankepps. Richard and his son Harold"
"Hello Julie." Richard says in a thick Dutch accent.
Harold looks at me with polite blue eyes. I can tell he is a heartbreaker, his demeanour says so. He is so handsome however, he is wearing a well fitted dress shirt which shows off his arms, back and chest in the most seductive manner and his bright smile lights up the room. I am truly mesmerized.
"Julie, we will be playing the Vankepps in Tennis. Are you up for the challenge? Harold has won state championship twice." She says in fluttering eyes.
I nod in silence. My mom and I enter the ladies locker room and start to get dressed. There are many older women dressing and undressing, some fit other fat, all rich. My focus is on my mother, even though she undresses to get into her sports clothes, she loosens every button in the most seductive manner. I see her slowly taking off he blouse and her cleavage becomes more apparent. The top part of her breasts above her nipples are fully round and resting on her bra. She unbuttons her blouse and pulls it from her skirt and has her hands to her hips and sighs.
"Julie, you should talk to Harold. He is a very attractive young man and only a year older."
"Mom…"
"Just think about it" she replies taking off her blouse.
She unzips the side of her skirt and slightly bends over moving her hips side to side to take off the tight skirt. She is standing there in nothing but dark purple bra and panties, I can’t help but stare at her perfect body. She sits down to take off her feels as her hair falls perfectly down. She wraps her hair around her ears and then looks at me. There is not a single trace of fat on her abdomen, not even when she sits down. Just tight skin and muscle.
"Julie, hurry up and change."
I quickly take off my t-shirt and jeans and stand there bear-chested and in boy shorts. I feel intimidated by my mothers perfect physique and cross my arms. I see her look at me and say,
"Boy shorts, there definitely have been more than three guys." As she smiles and winks.
She gets up and unhooks her bra and takes off her panties and fold them next her neatly folded clothes. She grabs my shoulder and uncrosses my arms and is standing there looking at me naked.
"What’s wrong sweety?" She asks concerned.
"Nothing mom" I reply. I change into my gym clothes and see her do the same.
"Lets play!" she yells running out the changing room. Despite her attractiveness she’s a typical dorky mom
Tennis had ended fairly quickly, the Vankepps were generations of tennis players and had wiped us clean, we still had fun. Both me and mom worked up a real sweat. I saw my mom try to dab the sweat off her chest with the already soaked towel. Harold came towards me, not having broken a sweat.
"You know you are pretty bad at this." He laughed.
I laughed and smiled at him sweetly, clutching the tennis racket.
"Maybe we could get together and I could teach you some time."
"I would like that." I reply.
We exchange numbers and shake hands, he runs off beside his father and I saw his father shake his hand and give him a pat on his back. Mom crept up behind me and said,
"Told ya you would like him." And then smacked my ass with her tennis racket.
Back at the changing rooms my mom was sweating profusely. She was still out of breath.
"Wow, I really need to take a shower now." She said taking of her clothes.
She was now standing in a sports bra and and nylon panties. Her body was soaked like she just took a shower and it was shining off the light. She took off her bra and out fell two heavy set, sweaty breast. She then took off her panties, grabbed a towel and went off to the shower. When I thought the coast was clear, I grabbed her panties and took a big whiff of them. I sighed with relief, still smells like the first time I sniffed her sweaty panties at 15. I took another sniff until I saw a woman come towards me and stare at me. I quickly rubbed my nose on the panties acting as if it was a handkerchief and put it in my pocket.
I placed back everything to its original setting and hopped in the shower beside my mom. I saw my mom look at my small body quizzically. My breasts were tiny compared to hers.
"Sweetheart, I noticed you are too thin, even for your height. Don’t you want to tone up a little?" She said as water went from her boobs to her pussy. She was rubbing scented body oils on her neck, on karup nudes her breasts and between her legs.
"I don’t know, maybe." I replied
She continued to shower and I noticed her grabbing a loofah and rubbing it around her body in the most sexual way. She first started rubbing it hard on her neck, she slowly went down and tended to each breast, scrubbing it and gently circling it around her nipples. She put it between here breasts and rubbed the area clean. She then took the loofah and rubbed it on her legs, scrubbing it from her toes to her hip until finally reaching down to her crotch. It seemed to me she spent the most time on her crotch, she rubbed the loofah between her legs and squeezed it until it foamed to rub inside her vagina. She finally washed herself off and turned off the shower head, the ordeal was over.
Mom wrapped herself in the hot white towel and walked towards the hair drying section. I followed her. She dried my hair and brushed it with care. I loved my mom, she still treated me like a little girl and I enjoyed it. She continued to brush it and style it to one side to look like her hair, I admired her so I would even admired her hairstyle.
We decided to skip out on lunch at the club and ordered some pizza and watched chick flicks at home. Mom never eats junk food but while she was with me, she would listen to all my desires. She was a very stylish woman, never wore the same outfit twice in a month. Today however, she stole on of my tube tops and grabbed a pair of old fleece shorts she used to wear when she was 16 which had become far too tight on her.
"Mom, isn’t that tube top too tight for you I asked? I mean it just fits me and my breasts are..." I asked
She adjusted the top and said, "Jules, this is comfortable, it makes me feel like I am naked, which makes me feel relaxed."
She opened the fridge and bent down to the fruits drawer, the shorts were nearly falling off and I could see the black thong she was wearing.
The doorbell rang. "That must be the pizza." She says rushing to the door. I could see her prancing hot amateur pics around with her breasts literally bouncing up and down. She opens the door and the pizza boy is standing there mouth drops staring at my mom.
"How much?" She asked.
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