Wait for mom’s attention

Minutes pass and it’s start to wonder if I was wearing a suit or an invisibility cloak. I decide to listen to the story my mom is telling, but I got over here while she’s in the middle of telling it, so I might not understand. Either way I don’t exactly have anything better to do. “...and after I got done dealing with all of that I finally arrive at Sandra’s house. She had already told me the door was unlocked so I let myself in and oh my god Monica let me tell you, this woman was sitting on her couch, completely naked! I had just got done dealing with Damien so I was already exhausted, but you would not believe it she was almost jumping onto me like a little puppy! Ahahaha! Ohhh but I finally gave in and gave her what she wanted, just because I didn’t want to break her little heart. Oh! I didn’t even tell you the best part!...” Alright I think I’ve heard enough. I’ve heard a couple stories my mom told me about aroused clients or friends but I try to avoid listening to them. Although I do find myself fantasizing at the idea of my mom completely dominating another sexy woman. Even though my suit is tight enough to hold me back, I’m not trying to get fully hard right next to my mom, I looked around me to try and find something to distract myself.

After a quick scan of the snack table and a few glances of the ceiling....I realize the only really entertaining thing around me is my mom. Now that I’m standing so close to her I notice the dress she’s wearing and how amazing it looks on her. I don’t normally gawk at my own mother but with nothing else to do and the extremely prominent eye candy in front of me, I can’t help but just stare in awe.

Even though she’s wearing short heels right now, without them my mom still stands at a towering 6’5” and she might be the tallest person at this party. She looks down on everyone with a warm, inviting smile that never fails to give me butterflies in my stomach. Even though she can be a little intimidating at first, whenever I look up into her eyes, I always feel safe, and **** to be in her embrace again. Unfortunately the tall gene skipped over me as I stand at an average 5’9”. I always hoped I would eventually be as tall as my mother, but being shorter than her has its perks, because she gives very long and comfortable hugs.

My mom might be in her late thirties, but if you just looked at her face you could easily mistake her for a college student. It’s once you look at the rest of her, that you really start to take in her beautiful mature figure.

Her hair is bright ginger and flows like fire across her shoulders and the front of her dress as she enthusiastically acts out the story she’s telling. That dress....she knows what I think of it. As soon as she walked out of her room to leave for the party, wearing her new dress, she knew I found her stunning. I didn’t help that my jaw dipped slightly when I first saw her goddess like figure wrapped in the slick fabric. The dress is black and fairly long, but it splits at the bottom, showing off her amazing, smooth, and painfully thick thighs, just barely covered up by dark stockings with a very nice lace border as it reaches her inner thigh. Moving my eyes a little higher I can see the dress tighten her around her ass. It’s not the biggest in the world but it’s definitely worth stealing a glance at. The squats she’s been doing have really started to pay off as her natural curves seem to be more defined that usual. Looking on to her front half I noticed a thick bulge popping out from in between her legs. The room is dim enough that you can’t see it at first glance, but if you focus your attention enough it becomes very hard to look away.

I **** my eyes higher and see her toned stomach traced around the middle of the dress, my mom has always been a health nut, weather it’s by lifting weights, or doing her solo CrossFit sessions in her room everyday, being fit is important to her and she takes pride in her defined figure, I just hope she doesn’t notice how much I’m enjoying her defined figure as well. I think that’s enough staring for one party, as I moved my eyes up and tried to focus on my mom’s face, but my attention is suddenly grabbed her chest. Her D cups always catch my attention, even without me thinking about it. Sometimes she would catch me eyeing her up while she’s doing laundry or cleaning the house, without me even realizing I’m staring straight at her, but she never seemed to mind. The black dress completely covers her breasts, showing zero cleavage, but even without any skin showing it’s still clear how big and perky they are....almost too perky....is she wearing a push up bra? I’m standing right next to her but I can’t tell....maybe if I got just a little closer.....I would know.....if I felt them......