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She really must be desperate, he thought An idea began to form inside John's mind. The pile of papers was still cluttering the doorway. Getting out of bed he called up his mail account and went to get ready for school. There on his computer screen was his dear old mother. So of course he would think I own a few of them." Janice brightened at her revelation. If she sent him another photo in the same old stuff she had on last night he'd realize she didn't. "Le Sex Shoppe 22527 Napuc Ave" This was the place alright. She'd lead a rather sheltered existence up till now. "Well the first thing we got to determine is what kind of woman your friend is. The man had unknowingly hit upon Janice's sore spot with that comment and her answer was spoken with quite a bit of annoyance. Did she really believe there was some kind of minimum amount she was suppose to buy? the *standard assortment*" he said as if he sold such thing all the time. If nothing else at lest I've got a few different thing to show my mystery man tonight.

Looking over at the clock he sees he doesn't have long until his mom gets home, so he hurriedly types a reply to her. She hadn't been able to concentrate on her work all day. "Dam, I'm gonna have to sort that all out," Janice sighed. I've got more important things to do." Janice almost giggled as she skipped over the pile and headed up to her room. Locking her bedroom door behind her she spread the assortment of newly purchached lingerie out on her bed. Sheer and skimp panties with half bra and garters covered the bed. She'd win back her man if it was the last thing she did. He had given up waiting for his mom last night and had gone to bed. It was still downloading when he got out of the shower. " What the hell did she send me anyway" John walked down to the end of the hall and called out. Mom, you still here." He knew she would be half way to work by this time, but he always made sure before venturing into her room that she was no where abouts. Her long legs spread wide, showing off what appeared to be her newly shaven pussy through a pair of crotchless panties. John dick was rock hard as he looked at the view before him. She had looked for listings in the phone book earlier this morning, as was surprised to discover that there was an adult shop so near her work. She paused a moment to let her eyes adjust to the dimly lite room. It assaulted her senses as she stood there and gaped at the sight before her.. Maybe she was out of touch with her womanhood after all. " You needn't worry your self about what kind of woman I... "Thank you, I'm sorry I was a little cross but I'm in a bit of a hurry," Janice just wanted to get out of there as fast as she could. ******************************************** Making Mother my SLUT 5 (Jumping Jack Jiggles) Janice sat impatiently at a stoplight, waiting for it to change. Let's go," she muttered as she wiggled her bottom back and forth, enjoying the feeling as the lips from her fiery pussy rubs slightly together. "I don't have all day." she said as she absent mindedly reached up to massage her big breasts through her blouse.

"Dam, I'll go crazy at this rate." She swivelled her chair around and sat bolt upright as a chill swept across her pussy. Janice locked her bedroom door and began to remove her soiled clothes. Humming to herself, she absentmindedly ran her left hand up and down her thighs as she drove, occasionally rubbing her mound for a second or two.

Her panties had been lightly rubbing against her newly shaved snatch all day long, and had made it very sensitive. No not swivel...swivel......" 5 o'clock rolled around and everyone began to pack up and head toward the elevators. You coming or are you planing to spend the night here." She shook her head as if coming out of a dream. As her excitement built her foot pushed harder and harder against the accelerator.

She tried to keep her mind focused on her job but it wasn't easy. What do you mean,"she asked defensively Her co-worker looked at her strangely and asked again. If he was to straight forward with her, she might back out and he'd loose his chance at her all together. He heard the front door open and close hurriedly, followed by his mothers footsteps rushing up to her room. The past few day the first thing she usually did was go straight to check her messages. As long as it didn't change the way things were going, he didn't much care. By the end of the day, her overheated pussy would be aching and her nipples would be sore from rubbing against her bra.

She let out a small sigh, then quickly checked to see if anyone had heard her. Unbuttoning his jeans and pulling his dick out he headed back to his room to look at the pictures of his mom again. The light finally changed and Janice shot around a slower car.

It was this new found power over his mother that he was now pushing to the limits. In his last message he told her he was not going to write her anymore since she was just not his "type" and since he doubted she could ever change this was going to be the last she heard from him. but this morning she seemed strangely happier, although a little frazzled over something. " Looks like I've got my self a girlfriend, he chuckled as he continued to rub the growing bulge in his pants. I'll prove to him that I'm worth keeping.the toys.will I tell him about the toys." That night John noticed his mother seemed preoccupied with something. Why do things always have to be so complicated, she thought? Even after five years the pain of her husband's abandonment hadn't eased any. That bitch could probably have any guy she wanted." Her anger quickly faded to feelings of self loathing at the remembrance of last nights escapades. The way it had pushed her lips apart as it slowly stretched her long neglected hole.

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Making Mother a Slut John raced up to his room and tosses his bookbag carelessly onto his bed.

The more he thought about it, the more it bothered him. It was late when Janice finally pulled back into her drive way. Hehehe." As he waited for the attached photo to download he opened the letter. " ***************************** Luch hour found Janice in one of the seedier parts of town. I'm trying to find a gift for a friend of mine." Janice regretted saying that the moment it left her lips. He'd known from the moment she'd walked into the place she was out of her element." Well perhaps I can make a few ...suggestions for your friends gift" It had been a slow day so he though he could have a bit of fun with her. That would be very nice of you" Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all she thought. She didn't have a clue what she was doing and he though that this might be a way to make up for the slow sales earlier. " It took all his will to keep a straight face while talking to her. "Now does your *friend* use the standard daytime wear butt plug, or does she prefer the ones you can leave in over night? "And I stood there like an idiot and actually believed him!

She had made such a big deal about the magazines, and then she goes off and sends a photo like this to a guy she doesn't even really know. She gathered up the assortment of bag from her shopping spree and headed inside. John called up the attached photo and was nearly knocked over by what he saw. Janice suddenly realized that her MAN thinks she had a whole wardrobe full of exciting lingerie. She looked over and saw that the stores would be closed before she got to them. She checked the address again to make sure she was at the right address. It was such an obvious lie, but she just couldn't bring her self to allow anyone to think she was buying one of these for herself. She could agree with what the man said and act like she knew what she was doing. "Well if your friend is any kind of real woman at all, I'm sure she's going to want quite a few of our *items*." Janice bristled for a moment at the question of whether or not her "friend" was any kind of real woman. " He had to smile at that question as he watched her frown in thought. Well I'm not going back there, so I guess I'm stuck with all this stuff.My God what was I thinking sending him a photo like that. Janice shook her head trying to clear away the jumble of questions. Thinking of her ex-husband Frank brought back a twinge of pain. Taking the time to pick them up now would only delay her finding out if *HE* had written her. hehehe" Below, Janice waited as the computer ran through it's set up routine and began to search for any new messages. She pranced about nervously and nearly jumped out of her skin when the computer *dinged* the familiar sound of "New Mail" "It's him", she mewed. If you were any kind of REAL woman you'd have tried harder than that. She would prove she was worthy of her mystery man, anyway she had to. Wiping his cum from the screen, he sat down and began to write the message that would set her on the path to becoming his private fuck slave...... " He pulled the large box from the back of his mothers closet and opened it up. 36D hmm, she looked bigger in the photo." He played with the silky material for a while. After a moment he realized he was falling behind schedule. As she stood she felt the slippery wetness coating her thighs. As she walked toward the elevator she imagined she could hear her crotch squish with every step. During the ride down to the parking lot the small space of the elevator quickly filled with the musky scent of her pussy juices and she prayed no one else would get on till she had a chance to leave. She felt a bit guilty for not doing it first thing. It was all she could do not to spread her legs and masturbate right on the spot. Skirt hiked up, legs splayed wide, and half her hand buried up her pussy while her co-workers gawked at her.