Kathy Andrews - Let_s do mom!

Look at me, baby, Jennifer was saying to herself, watching Johnny from the corner of her eyes.

She had noticed her son watching her discreetly for some time now. Not just watching what she did, but how she moved, sat or walked. And he was usually looking at the thrust of her shapely tits, the swells of her ass, or a teasing glimpse of her thighs.

Obviously Johnny was having some wicked thoughts about her, erotic thoughts. Instead of turning her off, Jennifer found herself being turned on.

Jennifer enjoyed being looked at. She was tall and beautiful, with dark-blonde hair and a lovely, honey-colored complexion. She could well be coiled willowy, in the style of a high-fashion model. The only real difference in those reed thin models and her, however, was the shape of her firm, thrusting tits. And unlike those models, her ass was not flat, but rounded and shapely.

Jennifer believed in exposing her beauty as much as possible, but seldom had she shared her body with anyone. It wasn't that she lacked sexual emotion; she had plenty to spare. But she was proud of her body, and rightly so, and she refused to share it with just anyone.

Once, as a high-school student, she had been promiscuous for a time.

As the head cheerleader, she was in demand for dates, and she dated every member of the football squad, half those on the baseball team, and four from the swimming team. Each and every one of those boys had fucked Jennifer.

Now, at thirty-eight, she could stand beside her high-school photos and no one could tell if she had aged or not. She still fit into her old cheerleader tights and sweaters. The apartment was filled with photos of her from those days.

A few of the pictures had been taken without her knowledge, and could have been quite embarrassing to her if they had been shown around. A few had caught her in high kicks, with her long legs flashing, the tight crotch of her tights exposed, bulging slightly with her clit.

Some boy had caught her sitting on the bleaches in a pensive mood, her knees drawn up with her chin resting on them. Her crotch showed, and when looked at closely, curly cunt hairs showed along the edges of her tights. Mother showed her getting out of a car, her legs parted, skirt drawn up her ass and her blonde-haired cunt was showing.

The first time Jennifer noticed her son looking at her, they had been shopping, and she was in tight shorts. Squatting to select a can on the very bottom shelf, Jennifer had looked up to see Johnny looking at her, almost mesmerized. His gaze was focused between her slightly parted knees, trying to see her crotch.

Before she stood up, she noticed the beginning of a bulge in his jeans. After that, she began to watch her son closer, and she caught him gazing at her even at home. He would turn away when she looked at him, quickly, with a slight flush in his young face, and try to conceal what she knew was a hard-on. She found her son trying to look up her skirts all the time, and he was constantly behind her when she was bending over, seeing the exposure of her slim thighs as her dress lifted.

Jennifer began to feel the stirrings of exhibitionism within her body and mind. She began to wonder if it would feel good to show her body off to her son. Not just her body, but her pussy and ass and titties. The idea of Johnny looking at her in strange and unusual places, seeing her tits, her ass, or her cunt, started hot little tingles between her legs.

With school out for the summer, Johnny was home most of the time. But to flash her cunt inside the house seemed so tame, so trite, to her. Jennifer wanted to do it in some public place, with the possibility of someone else seeing her, too. Exactly why this public exhibitionism attracted her so much, she couldn't say, only that she was excited by the thought of doing it.

Selecting her skimpiest panties, Jennifer stepped into them, adjusting the lacy crotch about her cunt but making sure that her dark blonde curls showed along the edges. Her mirror told her that the moist pink flesh of her cunt could be seen through the gauzy crotch of her panties.

By the time she pulled on a tight skirt and sweater, her nylons and garter belt in place, she was almost trembling with what she was going to do with her son. Sliding her feet into high heels, she checked herself in the mirror a final time, and found a gorgeous blonde staring back at her.

"Johnny, go to the store with me," she said as she came into the living room.

Her son looked up, grinning at her. "You look good, Mom."

"You're sweet to say that." She trailed her hand over his head to his shoulder. She leaned down and kissed the top of his head. "Want to go shopping with me?"

Johnny stood, eager to go.

As she drove to the shopping center, Jennifer began to feel nervous. But excitement rumbled through her, and there was no way she would not go through with it. Her tight skirt lifted along her slender thighs, halfway to her lap, and instead of tugging it down as she usually did.

She left it there. She knew her son was glancing slyly at her legs. He could almost see the creamy flesh of her thighs above the tops of her nylons.

When she parked, she pretended to have trouble opening her door. "I think it's stuck."

"I'll open it, Mom," Johnny replied and ran around to open her door. It came open without a bit of trouble, and Jennifer, pretending to push at it with her knee, let her foot fall out.

Johnny seemed to tremble as he looked right up his mother's skirt. He saw her gauzy panties, the shadow of her pussy hair inside them, the silky strands showing along the side. Jennifer didn't step out, but reached across the seat for her purse, her foot outside the car lifting, knees parted.

She heard a soft moan come from her son.

Johnny had seen the tight stretch of his mother's panties.

As she got out of the car, Jennifer saw her son's cock bulging at the front of his pants, his hand stuffed into his pocket to hide it. She didn't have to hide the puffy bubbling of her cunt. The hot, moist tingle of her pussy made her shiver slightly as she took her son's hand and they entered the supermarket together. There was nothing she really needed to buy, her mind wasn't on food at the time. She was amazed at the sudden heat of her cunt, of the wetness forming against the tight crotch. All because she had flashed her pussy at her son.

While Johnny pushed the shopping cart, she walked in front of him, pretending to study the display of cans and bottles. When she saw him looking at her, she squatted down to check cans on the bottom shelf. She let her knees part until she was sure her son could peck up between her thighs. She looked up secretly at him from her lowered lashes and saw his expression of pleasure. He was looking past her knees and under the tight skirt, and Jennifer hoped she had her legs spread wide enough so he could see bet panties. She wanted to spread them more, but it would be too obvious.

Going through the vegetable area, Jennifer leaned and stretched high as though to select fresh vegetables, and her skirt would lift to mid thigh while her son stood behind her, looking hotly. The more she showed of herself, the more exciting it became for her. When they wen in the dairy department. Jennifer felt her cunt become very hot and wet.

This is fun, she thought, searching the cheeses and yogurts and cold cuts. She noticed a sharp edge to one shelf, and an idea came to her. Without her son seeing, she hooked the hem of her skirt on it, then reached high. When she lowered her hand, the skirt was hiked halfway up her legs. She started to move away, and her skirt caught.

With a flick of her wrist, she unhooked the skirt, but in doing so, she lifted it high for a moment. She heard the sharp intake of her son's breath she had just shown her tightly pantied ass to her son.