callmeismael
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So lately I've been thinking about this mom/son scenario:
Mom's a princessy type who's always had someone in her life providing for her. For most of her life, she had never held a real job, just had credit cards paid for first by her parents, then by her husband. But her husband ditches her and leaves her with a teenage son, a half-paid-for house. She's got enough in her inheritence to keep her lifestyle going for a couple years, but around the time that her son goes away to college, she starts to run out of money, get huge credit card debts, and starts missing mortgage payments.
Her son knows nothing about this, but after he returns for the summer after his first year of studying finance, she confesses to him that she's horribly in debt, can't stop spending, and is afraid that she's going to lose the house. The son, who's always been responsible, is shocked and disappointed in him mom, and as he looks over her financial records, he realizes that drastic action is needed. He agrees to help her, and as his first step, cuts up all her credit cards. He takes her to the bank, and makes her sign over control of her accounts to him, and lastly makes her start applying for jobs.
She has mixed feelings about all of this. She desperately wants to get her debts paid off and be better with money, but she also desperately misses shopping. Every time she needs to buy something, she needs to get her son to agree to it, give her the cash and then she needs to show him the receipts after. She goes to the mall sometimes just to try things on, but soon the salesclerks start giving her dirty looks because they know she never buys anything anymore. At least she no longer dreads collection agencies every time the phone rings. She also feels her feelings toward her son change. He's a dear for looking after her and helping her, but he also knows the way that he looks at her. And she has always fallen in love with the men who care for her.
One day, desperate for a shopping fix, she gets an idea. She tells her son that she needs to buy a new panties and bra set. He's reluctant, and asks if it's really a necessary purchase. She says how worn-out her old ones are, and then begins to describe, in seductive detail, the lacy bra and panties she'd like to buy. She sees him squirm, and she knows he's found his weak spot. He agrees, gives her some cash, and she heads off for a day at the mall, spends the day shopping, finds a lovely, sexy set, and then returns the home. He's waiting for her. First he checks the receipt, then checks out her new lingerie. She feels herself a little excited to watch him hold it in her hands. "Alright," he says, and hands it back to her. "Put it on and show me." She didn't think he had the guts to ask, and she puts up the usual objections about being his mom, but this was all part of her plan all along.
She takes the lacy delicates to her room, dresses up in them, puts on a pair of heels, and walks back to the kitchen, giving him her sexiest strut. She can tell how much he's loving this as she parades around the kitchen, bends over the counter, leans back, etc. She has him right where she wants him. "I was going to put on some silk stockings as well," she says as she runs her hand seductively up her leg, "but then I found that mine have a run in them. Maybe tomorrow you can let me go back to the mall and buy myself a nice new pair..."
Mom's a princessy type who's always had someone in her life providing for her. For most of her life, she had never held a real job, just had credit cards paid for first by her parents, then by her husband. But her husband ditches her and leaves her with a teenage son, a half-paid-for house. She's got enough in her inheritence to keep her lifestyle going for a couple years, but around the time that her son goes away to college, she starts to run out of money, get huge credit card debts, and starts missing mortgage payments.
Her son knows nothing about this, but after he returns for the summer after his first year of studying finance, she confesses to him that she's horribly in debt, can't stop spending, and is afraid that she's going to lose the house. The son, who's always been responsible, is shocked and disappointed in him mom, and as he looks over her financial records, he realizes that drastic action is needed. He agrees to help her, and as his first step, cuts up all her credit cards. He takes her to the bank, and makes her sign over control of her accounts to him, and lastly makes her start applying for jobs.
She has mixed feelings about all of this. She desperately wants to get her debts paid off and be better with money, but she also desperately misses shopping. Every time she needs to buy something, she needs to get her son to agree to it, give her the cash and then she needs to show him the receipts after. She goes to the mall sometimes just to try things on, but soon the salesclerks start giving her dirty looks because they know she never buys anything anymore. At least she no longer dreads collection agencies every time the phone rings. She also feels her feelings toward her son change. He's a dear for looking after her and helping her, but he also knows the way that he looks at her. And she has always fallen in love with the men who care for her.
One day, desperate for a shopping fix, she gets an idea. She tells her son that she needs to buy a new panties and bra set. He's reluctant, and asks if it's really a necessary purchase. She says how worn-out her old ones are, and then begins to describe, in seductive detail, the lacy bra and panties she'd like to buy. She sees him squirm, and she knows he's found his weak spot. He agrees, gives her some cash, and she heads off for a day at the mall, spends the day shopping, finds a lovely, sexy set, and then returns the home. He's waiting for her. First he checks the receipt, then checks out her new lingerie. She feels herself a little excited to watch him hold it in her hands. "Alright," he says, and hands it back to her. "Put it on and show me." She didn't think he had the guts to ask, and she puts up the usual objections about being his mom, but this was all part of her plan all along.
She takes the lacy delicates to her room, dresses up in them, puts on a pair of heels, and walks back to the kitchen, giving him her sexiest strut. She can tell how much he's loving this as she parades around the kitchen, bends over the counter, leans back, etc. She has him right where she wants him. "I was going to put on some silk stockings as well," she says as she runs her hand seductively up her leg, "but then I found that mine have a run in them. Maybe tomorrow you can let me go back to the mall and buy myself a nice new pair..."
