Yes, but April wants her present first

Wrapping your arm around your friend's mom, you make for the exit. As you pass by the bench where you got a handjob earlier, you lean down and retrieve the lingerie bag.

April raises an eyebrow. "Ooh, what's that?"

To your surprise, you feel your cheeks flush with embarrassment; this woman is your sex toy now, yes, but it's going to take a while to stop thinking of her as "Mike's Sweet 'Ol Mom."

"I, uh... I thought I'd get you something," you begin, stumbling over your words a bit. "Since, y'know, you've been... So nice? With my cock, and stuff?"

You silently curse your awkwardness, but she seems delighted, her hand flying to her cum-stained lips in surprise. "Aw, John! That's so sweet! What did you get me?" She practically snatches the bag away, pulling out your golden gift as you leave the store. "Oh my God, it's beautiful! Thank you so much!"

With that she pulls away from you and throws off her top before leaning down to slip off her thong. Bunching up the soiled garments, she squeezes herself into the brand-new skirt and suspenders.

"Perfect fit... How did you know?" Just as you're about to reveal that you had an employee try it on, she provides an answer for you. "Oh, of course you know my measurements... After all, you and Michael stayed up all night designing these curves."

Well... That sounds like something you'd do.

You smile and nod, placing an arm around her waist to grope at her half-exposed ass. "Time to get out of here?"

She nods, adjusting one of the straps as it threatens to shift and expose a nipple. "I'm all done with my errands, so let's head home... Unless you've got anything to take care of?"