Not her...

The door swung open to reveal Rachel Young.

Stacy's Mom was exactly what you would expect from the mother of one of the hottest girls in Oakville.

In so far as she was one of the hottest Women in Oakville.

Somehow the years simply seemed to run off Rachel, the only hint of age Lisa could see was was a her boobs were a little less perky and she was a little more plump than Stacey. The thing is, in Lisa's opinion she carried the extra weight extremely well, It all seemed to gravitate to her boobs,ass or thighs, which gave her an extremely voluptuous figure and Lisa was sure the only reason her boobs weren't as perky as Stacy's is child birth had pumped them up and they hadn't realized they were supposed to shrink again once Stacy was out of diapers.

Lisa felt a little guilty in the fact that she had joined Stacey in several of her late night fantasies.

"Well hi there Lisa! You looking for Stacey?" Rachel beamed as she saw Lisa standing there.

Lisa kicked herself for not seeing this coming,.

"Of course her Mom would be here! Come on Lisa don't just stand there like a dork" She rallied quickly and willed herself to say somthing that didn't make here look like a gawping idiot checking out her best friend's mom

"Uh...Yeah"

"Smooth" The girl groaned internally

"Welp, I'm sorry to say you've missed her, she ran out of here this morning on some urgent errand. Didn't even have breakfast." Rachel sniffed as Lisa imploded inside.

"You're welcome to wait for her if you want, I've just finished some cookies if you're interested."

"Well it's not like I know where she is...and she's got to come back here at some point."

"And Mrs Young's cookies are the best."

"Sure Okay, Mrs Young, Not like I have anything better to do" The Rocker girl said as she shrugged off her bag and slumped on the coach.

Rachel gave Lisa a warm smile before moving over to the stove, bending down to retrieve the cookies.

Giving Lisa a perfect view of the mothers thick ass practically poured into a pair of tight blue slacks.

The barest hint of a camel toe could be seen and Lisa's pussy twitched involuntarily as a tiny voice in the back of her mind whispered.

"Maybe you want something a bit sweeter than cookies? Just while you wait of course..."

She swore she could feel the ring throb with cool energy.