He needed the practice

Eliza must have smashed the speed limit she made it over so quickly.

She wore a tiny white dress that had ties all the way up the sides... making it clear she wasn't wearing a bra or panties underneath. The skin-tight dress showed off her impressive (if surgically enhanced) figure and her long muscular legs.

"Wow," Matt said. "You look fantastic, Mrs. Hartman."

"Eliza."

"You look fantastic, Eliza."

"Thank you, Matt. You look cute yourself."

"Uh, would you like a glass of wine."

"What I'd like is some of your hot dick."

"That can also be arranged."

"Let me show you the bedroom, mom." Amy grabbed her mom by the hand and led her through the living room and into the bedroom. As she opened the door she turned back to Matt and mouthed, "kiss her already."

Yeah, he could do that.

He followed them and, while Eliza was checking out the bed (Amy must have changed the sheets and made the bed because it had been a wreck when they'd left that morning) and camera equipment, Matt came up behind her, grasped her shoulders, and leaned in for a kiss.

Eliza kissed him back, her hands going to his chest, then sliding down and around to squeeze his butt.

"You teenage boys have such cute asses," she said when she broke the kiss. "Come on, get naked. I want to see the package my daughter has been bragging on."