This being Austin Texas, there were Long Horn jerseys all over the place and Sears has a most of them. I found one in my size so that it would hang just a little long on her. This of course would be the first thing I had her try on. She kept complaining about how I was spending all my money on her and not getting anything for myself…So I grabbed the closest thing to me in the right size, a pair of black cotton lounge pants, and dropped them into the basket.
Our hands brushed and I felt her tuck her fingers around mine. Not wanting to ruin the moment I slowed to match her pace as we glided through the aisles. After a bit more prodding from mom I gave in and let her add a few things she wanted me to try on. I gave in because I could tell she really wanted to see me in new clothes… I couldn’t very well tell her no while forcing her into a new wardrobe now could I?
When we had seen all Sears had to offer a woman I held her hand just a bit tighter as I guided us to the next place on my list. My eye caught a tear drop dress glittering in a window. It was her favorite color, a soft sparkling green that I knew would bring out the color in her eyes. Dragging her into the boutique I spoke softly to the clerk who was more than happy to help mom try on the dress, and all of its accessories. While mom was busy in the dressing room I mixed and matched the perfect suit for myself.
We still had to put everything away so I had given us two hours to get ready for dinner. I drove us back home and once the jeep was unloaded we went to our separate rooms across the hall from each other. Thirty minutes later I was nervously waiting in the living room in a dark green dress shirt underneath a black blazer, black slacks, and shiny new boots that pinched my toes.
I paced back and forth from stairs to the door for another half hour or so, until eventually she came down. It was a complete transformation, the woman I had known as my mother for the past eighteen years was gone and in her place was the real Sarah Le blanc as she was meant to be. She looked like a princess.
She glided down the steps on green 4 inch heels with sheer thigh high stockings that darkened her legs but didn’t hide them and covering her body was that gorgeous sparkly green tear drop dress. Dangling between her breasts was a crystal heart hanging from a gold chain. Her hair was held back but not bound by a glass tiara sparkling with emerald rhinestones. On her ears were two emerald hearts. The only thing missing is what I held in my hand.
I could smell the perfume she loved to tease me with and my mouth instantly watered. Tabu, a scent that is a layering of vanilla, bergamot, and musk that will forever remind me of sleepless nights spent curled in mom’s lap watching reruns and the feel of her soft breasts against my cheek.
“Who is this Goddess, and what have you done with my mother?” I asked, grinning from ear to ear.
“Oh, you!” she replied. “Flattery will get you everywhere!”
‘Everywhere?’ her comment made me wonder, and the naughty glint in her eyes made me wonder even more.