When Lynn woke the next morning her room smelled musky. Her pussy was still wet and tender from her fingers the night before. Sitting naked on the edge of her bed she ran her fingers through her hair, wondering what to wear that day. She wanted clothes that accentuated her body but nothing so obvious that Brian would suspect she was trying to entice him — not that it would take much effort, she thought.
Lynn searched through a drawer and pulled out a pair of black panties she thought were very sexy. Brian would not see them she knew but it made her feel attractive. The shorts she had worn the day before were on the floor where she had left them before getting into bed. She would only get another pair dirty so she decided to wear the same ones again. She shook them off and pulled them up. Lynn ran her hands over her ass, trying to gauge how it must look in the tight shorts.
After searching for a few minutes Lynn decided on a pale blue tank top with thin straps and a straight neckline that left her upper chest and shoulder blades bare. She pulled the top on then stood before the mirror to see how it looked. It was tighter than she remembered and clung to her breasts, highlighting their shape and size. Lynn leaned over as she looked at her reflection. She was relieved that her nipples could not be seen, but still a good amount of her breasts were visible.
Lynn went to use the bathroom and gave her face a quick rinse before she woke her son. She walked down towards Brian’s room and gave a few light raps at the door before opening it and poking her head inside. Brian was still asleep with his back to her. The sheet over him was around his waist and she stared at his bare skin. Lynn stepped over to her son’s bed. She saw his boxers on the floor next to his shorts and wondered if he was naked under the sheet.
“Brian… time to wake up, honey.”
Brian groaned and rolled over on his back. He looked up at his mother and a smile formed on his face.
“You said to wake you up this morning.” she reminded him.
“Yeah… what time is it?” he mumbled.
“Just past eight,” she informed him “I want to have a quick breakfast so don’t rush.”
Brian ran his hands through his hair and sat on the edge of the bed. Lynn noticed how he was careful to bunch the sheet on his lap and concluded that she was right about him being naked.
“I have to get up, mom.” he said, trying to prompt her to leave.
“I’m not stopping you.” she teased.
“But I need to get dressed.” he insisted.
Lynn laughed. “So now you know how I felt in the tub yesterday when you were waiting for me to reach for the glass. Revenge is sweet.”
Brian nodded. “I guess.” he said, sounding irritated.
“Okay, I’ll leave you alone.” his mother relented. She walked to the door.
“Thanks.” he told her, trying to sound more pleasant.
Once his mother had left Brian began getting dressed. His cock was already hard and he knew it probably would be most of that day. He put his boxers and shorts on and chose a t-shirt to wear then went downstairs.
His mother was eating a grapefruit and some toast when Brian entered the kitchen. He poured a glass of juice and sat down adjacent to her.