Nicole, Matt's mom

I opened the door, and Matt's mom, Nicole, stood there in a rather flashy dress for the Mother of the Groom. It was a green affair with a low-cut neck that revealed Nicole's ample cleavage. It held tight to her figure until it reached her hips, where it flared out into a swishy skirt. It reached several inches above her knees with her nicely shaped legs shown off to great effect.

"Hey, I just stopped by to check on how things are progressing? Can I come in?" she asked, leaning in and showing even more of the luscious valley between her bosoms.

I let her in, with some trepidation. The way she's been treating me, you'd think I fucked anything with tits. She swept into the room, twirling around once she got to the middle of the room. Her skirt of her dress swung out, uncovering more of her comely thighs. "Do you like my dress? I bought it special for this event," she asked with a mischievous look in her eye.

"It's very lovely, Mrs. Heisner, er, Nicole. Fetching, even. Matt's in good shape. He's got his tux on. He just needs to straighten up, put on the cummerbund and the tux coat. That's why I came back here -- I was missing my cummerbund."

"You have been taking such good care of him this week. I just wanted to give you a reward for helping make this wedding come off right." With that said, she put her hands around her back and unzipped the dress, a hungry look on her face.