“Well, I think I’ve actually already had my dinner. But maybe you should eat something too,” she said grinning at me.
“Like you?” I asked teasingly.
She threw her head back laughing, and then climbed up to sit on the couch, once again resting her head back against the end cushions, one leg spread resting over the headrest of the couch, the other flat upon the floor.
“Fuck dinner…eat this!” She said wantonly. So I did.
**
As we always had every time we’d gone up to my Aunts, we got an early start. By seven we were on the road.
Though normally only an hour long drive on the freeway, mom had never cared to take that particular route. So it was, even though I was the one driving, we took the back roads which would make a longer drive, but it was also far more of a scenic one too.
But there was another reason for taking the longer route. I knew that at some point mom wanted to tell me more about herself, things I perhaps already knew, but was anxious to hear it from her own lips anyway.
I had also noticed as we finished packing things up that mom had slipped her diaries into her travel bag. As long as I had known her, she always took her new one to write in, and then the one before that which she sometimes referred to for whatever reason. I’d watched her tuck both away, and wondered if the opportunity would ever present itself for me to get a peek at anything she had written.
Fifteen minutes into the drive we turned on to what was a two-lane highway, which would take us the rest of the way there, though again it was a much longer way to travel when taking it. At this early hour there was very little if any other traffic on the road, which then gave me an idea.
Seeing that she was fidgeting as we drove, hardly speaking at all in fact so lost in thought, I knew then she was already trying to muster up the courage to talk to me. I decided to lighten the mood somewhat if I could and make it easier for her to do so. One way to do that was to try and make her horny again if I could, and I thought if I began teasing her a little, it might. Besides, I really wanted to see her tits, so I asked her to show them to me.
“Although it takes longer to get to Aunt Maria’s this way, I really do prefer taking this road,” I began. “It really is a beautiful drive with beautiful scenery.”
“Yes it is,” she said, looking out her window.
“And having beautiful company to share it with is nice too,” I then added. She turned from the window looking and smiling at me.
“Thank you George, I appreciate hearing that, though I’m not sure how beautiful I am at the moment,” she said only then checking herself in the small little vanity mirror over the sun-visor on her side of the car.
“You’re a very beautiful mom, especially in that outfit,” I now added easing into the real purpose behind my idea here.
She did look cute, a short pair of white shorts and a simple peasant blouse that bared her shoulders. And though she was wearing a bra, the way her breasts molded themselves against the material was very alluring.
“Thank you again,” she said. “I do like this blouse.”
“I do too, it shows off those beautiful breasts of yours quite nicely.”
I noticed a small blush suddenly creep into her face as she once again smiled looking up into my eyes as I sat there glancing towards her.
“In fact mom, I’d enjoy seeing them.”
“What here?” She said incredulously, glancing out the front of the car window, though at the moment there was no other traffic on the road heading towards us.
“Especially here,” I said. “It would be sexy as hell to see your boobs while we’re driving,” I now stated.
“I don’t know George, what if someone were to see me? And besides, why do you want to look at these old boobs anyway?” she asked.
“For one mom, who’s going to see anything on this road? And even if we do see any cars, you’ll have plenty of time to slink down in the seat. Secondly, they’re not old boobs, and like I said they really are beautiful, not to mention the fact they make me horny as hell just looking at them!”
She was still hesitant to do so until I reached down with my hand rubbing my crotch and thus telling her that even the thought of that was getting me hard. “See? I’m already starting to get a hard on just thinking about it!” I told her.
That seemed to do the trick as she peered over the back seat as though to ensure herself we didn’t have any traffic coming up from behind us either, which we didn’t.
“I can’t believe I’m actually doing this,” she said as she pulled her peasant blouse up over her head, now reaching back behind herself to unclasp her bra, though I reached over cupping her left breast with my hand before she could. Even that was sensual as hell. Her bra had a bit of see-thru lace over the cups, her hard extended nipples already pressing against it as I fingered one teasing it. “Just keep your eyes on the road George,” she admonished me as I finally withdrew my hand, now allowing her to remove her bra entirely.
Now sitting back in her seat as she refastened her seat belt, even that I found erotically enticing as the strap came up between her breasts separating them even more fully. The fullness of her boobs, heavy against her chest, twin points of rock-hard firmness capping each was a delightful thing to be seeing.
“There, happy now?” She asked, though she was grinning from ear to ear as she said it. I knew then she was feeling a bit more aroused herself, doing something that she hadn’t honestly ever done before.