A date at the Mall

After that rather "exciting" incident with Sam's mom, the game downstairs progressed without incident. We finished exploring the sunken city and interrupted the cultists from summoning their eldritch god from a Realm Beyond Time. As we returned upstairs, I caught Sam awkwardly seeking around corners, anxiously looking for his mom, no doubt dreading another encounter with her. I did the same but mine was more nervous rather than anxious. I said goodbye to my friends and returned home without incident, a flush on my cheeks as I relieved the strange encounter with my friend's mom.

I laid down in bed, reading one of my favorite fantasy series when my phone chirped from a text message from Mary, Sam's mom.

Mary: How are you doing, cutie!?

Me: Doing well! Just resting in bed with a good book.

Mary: Lol Same. I Just had my light night snack and now I'm doing the same ;P (What followed was a selfie while she lay in bed. The amount of cleavage and creamy thighs that the sheer white teddy revealed was borderline obscene).

Me: You look really good in that ma'am

Mary: Oh Maya! Call me Mary. You make me feel like an old woman if you call me Ma'am

I paused for a moment. I took a look at the photo again that she sent me. Just looking at that smoldering look in her eye, awoken parts of me which I didn't know existed. I pressed my legs together and shook off the thoughts of me kissing those thighs.

Me: Old women don't look like you.

My heart fluttered as she took a moment to reply.

Mary: Oh Maya you flirt ;P Keep going.

Our conversations progressed in a similar manner for about a week. We would text throughout the day, chatting about nothing of consequence. She would always send me photos of the attractive dresses she was wearing under the guise of asking for fashion advice. Like a sucker, I would always take the bait and we would flirt back in forth for a while. I did feel guilty about flirting with Sam's mom and even considered confessing to him several times. Then she would send me a photo of that easygoing smile and say just the right thing to make me have to take a break from studying and I would forget about it.

On Friday, our conversation discussed my own clothes when she dropped this bombshell.

Mary: How about you take me up on our mall offer? Let's go out and get some shopping done tomorrow, just the two of us! <3

The next day, I was a nervous wreck as I sat in the food court of the mall, sipping at soda to calm my nerves. I was wearing a pair of my lucky pair of faded blue jeans which my own mom said makes my butt look good. The yellow shirt was baggy enough to not make me anxious about people looking at me and my favorite jeans jacket completed my safety blanket look. My faces as red as I asked myself for the umpteenth time, what I was doing there. It's just harmless flirting. Mary is just really friendly! It's not like you actually attracted to Mary right?

"Ah there you are beautiful!" she said as I turned my head to find the supermodel in front of me. Her blue jeans barely went up to mid-thigh and clung to each lurid curve. She hadn't turned around but I suspected that if she turned around, anyone could see her thong exposed from the top of toned cheeks. She was wearing a yellow halter-top that left both shoulder bare and struggled to fit around her boobs. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she had some fashionable sunglasses resting on the top of her head. Her lips are rosy and she put just enough makeup to make you double-check to see if she has any at all.

She gave me a deep hug, which due to our height difference, caused me to press directly into her unbelievable chest. She leaned down and gave me a kiss on both cheeks as a greeting. The final one missed and she kissed the corner of my mouth, causing my heart to flutter. She smelled like roses. Her emerald eyes gleamed as she grinned like an idiot and said, "Are you ready to go kitten?" Without even waiting to hear my reply.

Yup. Her thong was exposed.