I guess so

Although this strange new act is entirely odd and unlike my usual mom, there is something about her yearning posture that makes me want to go with her.

'Sure.... I guess,' I say, still unsure if this new personality begging before me.

'Yay!' She reaches across the table, giving me a deep hug, placing my face right between her breasts. I could feel her heartbeat, she was REALLY excited for this shopping trip apparently.

'I'll go get my bag. You get changed. You can't go out in that!' Still demanding as ever, she struts out of the room, ass swaying side to side.

Get a grip John! You shouldn't be staring at your mother's ass! But something about this new shift in her behaviour is really making me see her in an entirely different light.

Following her orders, a march to my room, change into better clothes (still jeans and a t-shirt, just cleaner) and walk back downstairs to find mom waiting at the door, handbag in hand, waiting for me.

'C'mon slowcoach! We have a lot of shopping to get done!'