Like Daughter, Like Mother

Alice tried to remember the poses she had seen in the vintage girly magazines that Hal had kept for sentimental reasons. They had belonged to his father. He and her had thought them amusing as so many of the photo stories showed black-and-white women in their lingerie adopting unnatural poses. All the better to display their blatant assets. She had gotten garter belts for Hal to see her in because of them.

Hal.... Oh! That's right; she had to get back to him soon.

But how soon? "Boy, Mrs. Cooper, you look just like Betty's mother!" Archie then realized how stupid that sounded and hurried to say, "I mean, you look a lot like Betty! You're a blonde, too, and are like an older twin. Not too old!!..."

"Yes, Archie, I believe I understand. But you have a young version of me in Betty." She found the relaxant pills. It was time to return to the real world, wasn't it? She had a husband who needed these, and she had a daughter that needed...Well, Archie. She had interrupted something that had building since they were children together. And speaking of building need: "Time to get back to my husband."

The teenager continued to ogle her, and Betty continued to smile on her despite that, but the further she got away from the boy, the more she knew she needed a man, her man, her Hal. This little foray had her wetter than before!

She left her robe on the floor where it was and headed to the stairs in just her light green bra and panties so that a young man's eyes could remain on her in them, making her yet more ready for love.

The redhead stepped into the hallway, wanting a complete "photo story" of her in his memory, not doubt. This made Alice giggle like a school girl. And as a reward for how he was making her feel, she slipped an arm over her bra cups as the other hand undid the bra. She revealed neither nipple but plenty of breast as the bra fell away. Looking over her shoulder, she saw him looking up at her from the bottom of the stairs. Turning, she tossed him the bra! So like what she thought burlesque strippers did.

Archie was right: She was her daughter's mother!