Not quite the way Addie expected.

On the way back to the car, the shoppers once again stared at Addie and her mother, the former even prompting some wolf whistles. Addie smiled to herself, the attention felt great - as Adam, no one had looked twice when he went shopping. Most people hadn't even looked once. But still, there was only one person whose attention she really wanted, and Monica was right beside her. The younger woman took her shopping bags in her right hand and linked the freed arm with her mother's, the side of her tit pressing against Monica's biceps. Addie knew that to the world, they looked like a doting mother taking her adult daughter on a shopping trip; the fact that only she and her mother knew the truth put a mischievous smile on her face. Feeling Monica move closer to her, Addie's smile softened and she had to keep herself from pulling her mother into a deep kiss.

They walked like this to the car, put away their shopping and got in. Addie used the mirror in the passenger-side sun visor to fuss with her make-up when she heard a small sniffle coming from her mother. Turning in her seat so fast she almost gave herself whiplash, Addie saw tears dripping down Monica's face and felt panic rise in her as she raised her hand to touch Monica's arm. Oh god, had her little stunt in the food court been too much? But her mother had enjoyed it, hadn't she? Why didn't she push Addie's hand away if she hadn't? Before Addie's thoughts could spiral into a feedback loop of worry, Monica threw herself into her daughter's arms, tears flowing freely now, arms tightly gripping to Addie's upper back. Addie could only do her best to try and console her, so she made little soothing noises and lightly caressed her mother's hair.

Monica's tears drenched her daughter's naked shoulder and soaked into her sweater as she kept crying for a while while Addie chewed her lip. Maybe she had overdone it at the mall. She'd have to come up with something really amazing to make it up to her mother. Maybe a candle-light dinner with her mother's favorite food? Sure, it wouldn't be easy to make homemade gnocchi, at least not if she wanted them to taste good, but she'd have to make it up somehow. Or how about a personal spa day? With rose petals on a scented bath and nice-smelling candles? While Addie still racked her head trying to come up with a way to make up for her selfish decision to jerk off her mother, Monica's sobbing lessened and she clung to her daughter less hard. Soon, she had stopped crying altogether and just rested her head on Addie's shoulder, deep breaths flowing in and out of her.

"Mom? Are you... are you alright?" Addie asked hesitantly after a while, worry clear in her voice. She'd never wanted to make her mother cry!

Monica's answer was a whispered "Thank you" that made Addie perk up - so it wasn't her fault her mother was crying! But then why...

"All of this is absolutely insane and impossible, but it's the best thing that ever happened to me," Monica continued, voice hoarse from crying.

"But then why..." Addie began, but her mother cut her off.

"Shh, I need to get this out. You are the best thing to happen to me. You make me feel loved. Desired. Sexy. The way you make me feel... I haven't felt like this in years. Your father is always gone on business, and even if he's here..."

Monica sighed deeply, drawing in Addie's scent.

"I don't even remember the last time he kissed me the way you do. I don't care if everyone thinks it's wrong, I want to be with you forever," Monica continued, raising her head from Addie's shoulder to gaze into her eyes deeply.

"I love you, Addie, more than I have ever loved anyone before."

Now Addie was close to crying, the heartfelt declaration of love causing tears to well up in her eyes.

"I... I love you too, mom," she managed to **** out, and her mother pulled her into a deep kiss, her lips slightly parted and inviting Addie in. Both could taste the salt of Monica's tears and the fruity aroma of each others lipstick. Her daughter's tongue probed forwards and was greeted by Monica's own, the two twisting and sliding over another. Addie moved one hand from her mother's back to her front to caress one of her breasts through her top, and Monica reciprocated by sliding her hands towards Addie's voluminous ass and hips, digging her fingers in the expansive flesh.

The sensations made Addie moan into Monica's mouth. The intense kiss made her lips tingle and her mother kneading her butt sent little sparks of arousal directly into her snatch, and judging by her mother's gasping breaths Addie's own ministrations were having an effect as well. She switched from merely caressing to squeezing Monica's tit, rubbing her hands over the pliant flesh below the fabric. Bringing her other hand to her mother's crotch, she could feel that Monica's dick was barely halfway hard under the cum-soaked garment - the day had been exhausting, it seemed. No matter, this kiss alone was more than exciting enough for now. And anyone that wandered by would be able to able to see them! The knowledge made it even more thrilling.

When they finally separated, a small string of their shared spit connected their hot lips, both their faces flush with arousal. Addie couldn't believe how sexy her mother looked, Monica's mouth slightly open, breathing deeply with arousal. Her lust-filled eyes looked deeply into Addie's, as if she wanted to drown in them and Monica's hands seemed to be glued to Addie's soft butt. The young woman's panties were soaked and clung to her swollen lower lips - if her mother's magnificent pleasure rod didn't recover soon, she'd have to get Monica to satisfy her lust another way.

"Wow, that was..." Monica began.

"A-ma-zing," Addie ended the sentence breathlessly. She'd kissed one or two girls when she had still been Adam, but that hadn't even come close to the one she had just shared with her mother. If there was a gold standard for kissing, this should be it.

Sliding her hands from Addie's ass over her hips and along her enticing thighs, Monica made her daughter quiver with the sensations running through her. Smiling seductively at Addie, she put an idea forward:

"How about we get home and continue there?"