A depressed Mother

At first he didn't see anyone else home. He made his way into the kitchen, that's when he spotted his mother. Steve blushed, he had a **** fetish. He loved watching mother and son porn, he lost count how many fantasies about his mother Francine. She was MILF, heck the whole school knew it. His friends always hit on her and tried to peek on her when they are over.

She was dress I her normal pink dress, she was sitting at the table. Steve saw she was upset about something.

" Hello, mom. Are you alright ?" Asked Steve, he did love her and was always concerned about her.

Let's be honest, his father was a jerk on the best of day and a complete Asswhole on the worse. How could he treat her like that, if she was his wife. He would trear her like a princess.

" Hello Steve." Said Francine, with a sighed. Steve took a seat next to her.

" It's your father, he took a boy's trip for the whole weekend." Said Francine, with a sighed.

" I planned a enite romantic weekend for us. I planned this for over a month and he just blew me off and run off with have friends instead." Said Francine, upset and holding back tears.

This made Steve furious, this only cement the image of his father as a big jerk.

" I'm sorry Mom." Said Steve, wanting to cheer up his mom. Acourse this means he was going to be alone with his mother for the whole weekend. Hayley, Roger and Klaus where out of town for the weekend. He smiled, thinking of all the fun he was planning on having with her.

" Steve, do you think I'm still attractive ?" Asked Francine, looking at him.

He grinned, " Yes mom !" Shouted Steve.

" You have a body of a lingerie model, heck girls at my school are completely jealous of your body.

This made Francine blushed, as she turned her head.

" You have a face of an angel, your hair is so smooth and silky and your blue eyes are mesmerizing." Said Steve, smiling. This only made Francine more embarrass.

" Stop Steve, you're embarrassing me." Said Francine, giggling.

Steve was smiling, he was imagining his mother in a very naughty Catholic schoolgirl outfit. This gave him an idea, he hoped it will work.

" Mom, you're going to go up stairs right now. Put on that sexy Catholic schoolgirl costume, with sexy lingerie and those black heels. Come down here and let me do a photo shoot with you." Said Steve, grinning.

Francine gulped, she looked a little embarrass as she got up and went up stairs. Steve hoped, she would come down wearing what he told her to wear. After a few minutes, Steve heard the clicking of heels. He gulped, as he started sweating, prayed that his mother was wearing that costumes.

" Steve, I ready for the photo shoot." Said Francine, Steve turned to the door way. What he say, made his jaw dropped.

Francine was wearing a small, thin white blouse. A red and green tie, a very short green and red pleated skirt, white thigh high stockings and black heels. Steve could tell she was wearing a garter belt. She had her hair in a pair of pigtail.

Steve's mouth went dry, as his felt a bulge forming in his pants. He wanted to say something, but he was completely speechless.

" How do I look ?" Asked an embarrass Francine.

" The most sexiest woman alive." Said Steve, this made Francine blushed. She smiled, as she turned her head.