Braless blouse with minishorts

I felt my heart thumping in my chest. I don't know why I let Jeremy get to me. My mom didn't even have anything skimpy in her wardrobe, Jeremy and I were sure of that. But as Mom descended the stairs, I realised that she didn't need to dress sexily to prove she was a goddess beneath her clothes.

I noticed Jeremy's shorts tent as Mom came into view, donning a conservative blue blouse. On her top half, no skin was showing, yet we could see everything that needed to be hidden. The blouse strained against Mom's magnificent chest. Worst of all, her lack of bra coupled with the tight blouse fabric revealed the contours of her chest, her nipples and areola protruding proudly from her body, pointing towards Jeremy as if they were beckoning for him to come and inspect them.

My eyes darted lower.

She wore simple black short shorts that I had seen hundreds of times before. Yet today, their fabric seemed to be acting differently, as if her body had grown in some areas and shrunk in others. Whilst they usually fit her well, the fabric at the front seemed to cut into her skin, revealing the exact shape of her labia. "Nice camel toe" Jeremy snickered under his breath. Mom turned around, revealing her bubble butt to us. The shorts seemed to disappear into the crevice of her ass, rising to give us a generous view of the bottom of her buttocks.

To me, though, the worst part was not where the shorts were tight, but where they were loose. The fabric seemed to hang loose underneath her, leaving a flap of loose fabric where her clitoris were. If she sat down, Jeremy would see everything.