Slutty Stepmother

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OOC: a simple thread just to get me started. it is open to all, but i'd like to keep this within a maximum of three for now.

Jenna:

The lingerie section was promoting a new line of underwear. It was the usual lacy bra with a tiny G-string. In black, red, white, pink.

It was the video that first caught my eye though. A fast catchy tune, with gorgeous women skimpily-clad. Their suggestive gyrations, hands sliding along the curves of their sexy bodies. To be honest, it was the kind of thing even desperate men would think twice about giving a second look to.

But it has been so long.
 
OOC: Peter, is 6'0" tall young man with short brown hair and blue eyes. He have good build body. He have hot for his stepmother and he have sometime tried to peek on her when she undress off her clothes.

Peter:

I can't shake off my mind of my stepmother who have been married with my dad for several years ago after my mother died in cancer. My real mother was kind and sweet but my stepmother is hot and sexy. I have lot of fantasi about her when she wear in naughty lingerie and have sex with her.

I have today followed after her to store where she whould buy new lingeries. But I don't want her to recognize me so that I disguised myself with wigs, brown coat and sunglasses that I borrowed from one of my friend. I have also with my digital camera to take photo of her if she decide to try out some lingerie.
 
Jenna:

I walked through the rows of lingerie, a few designs catching my eye, but not quite what I was looking for...there it was.

Nothing special: a red lacy bra with soft underwire cups, matching lacy panties, with a set of red garters and stockings. But as I approached them slowly, I could feel my breathing quicken, and almost feel my nipples hardening under my sweater.

Taking a quick glance around, I looked through the hangers for my size. 36D cups, with size 25 panties to go with it...perhaps 26 would fit better.

Looking at the fitting room next to the lingerie section, there were just one or two other ladies queing, but I needed somewhere much more private.

Turning to see the empty maternity corner, I headed over there.
 
I finally spotted my stepmother Jenna. I don't want her to be suspecting by me so that I try to simple walk around and checking the lingerie. I pull out a small paper note and try to act like if I was searched a specific size.

I take a quick glance over my stepmother who found a set of lingerie in red color. As she heading for trying out the lingerie I slowly followed her as I looked through at other lingerie.
 
Jenna:

I felt as if someone was watching me, but I knew deep inside that it was just an over-reaction. It was more likely that I was afraid that I would be caught in the middle of what I would do next...
 
Ryan Wilson

OOC
Ryan Wiilson, 38 year old in real estate, single since his divorce five years earlier. Regularly visits this store, on the lookout for lonely horny women. ^ feet, blue eyes, long brown curly hair.

IC
I walked into the store once more, this place had been good to me in the past, picking women up here was childs play I had found out. I stood to one side, watching, seeing if any one person stood out.
Then I saw her, carrying the red underwear, she looked almost furtive, and was obviously new to this. I saw her heading towards the maternity changing room, and wuickly moved to head her off, with a "chance" meeting.
 
Peter

Just before I moved again, I suddenly notice a guy seem to be interesting on my stepmother and it seem he tried to move into her. I can guess that guy try to pull out pickup line on her. But I don't do anything about it yet. I try to observe the situation first before I do anything.
 
Jenna:

Finally entering the maternity fitting room, I closed the door, only to find that it wouldn't lock properly. But as I peeked out from inside, I was pretty sure there wasn't anyone around near enough to look in. Besides, I couldn't wait much longer.

Setting aside the red lingerie, I pulled my sweater over my head, finally releasing my naked breasts from its enclosure. They shook a little as I struggled to pull the sleeves off, but they still looked gorgeous as before. If only someone would appreciate them more...

The jeans would go next, but as I bent over, I instinctively looked through the crack once more, the sense of being watched overwhelming me. I quickly grab my sweater to cover my bare chest, but then to my relief see that no one is there, still.

Putting away the sweater, I proceed to pull my jeans off...
 
Jenna:

Putting the jeans aside, I then proceeded to take off my white cotton panty. My waist was not quite as toned as before, but I had lost almost all motivation to work out, other than to look good when acting out my own fantasies, alone.

I peeled my panties off in an instant, and did not take too long to stare at myself in the mirror.

Picking up the red panty, I pulled it on slowly, feeling it move along the length of my legs. The stockings would feel so good later on.

I set it up on my ass, turning my waist to check if they looked alright. My cheeks were still firm and taut, but not quite as radiant. I sighed once more. A woman always looks better when loved and appreciated.

Then, pulling the bra over my chest, I reached to hook them on. They did feel a little too tight for comfort, but it did wonders for my cleavage. At least some of the weight I put on went to the right place.

Next the garters...
 
Ryan

I watched as she entered the maternity changing room, carrying her red underwear, I knew she could not see me, through the rack I stood behind, full of hangers, and I could not believe my luck when I saw that the door lock was broken.

The door was only open a fraction, but just enough to enable me to se a part of her reflection in the full length mirror, and she looked tasty, very tasty indeed. Nice full breasts, perfect for kissing and licking.
Unfortunately, the angle was not quite right to see her pussy, but the red stocking she put on looked very sexy.

Keeping as still, and as quiet as I could, I waited for her to emerge, for our "chance" meeting.
 
Peter

I looked at Ryan who hiding behind the racket as he tried to see through the crack where his stepmother where changing. I suddenly got a idea. I walked slowly to Ryan and poked on his shoulder. "Excuse me sir... It seem that you are interesting in her right? I could help you with it as you letting me taking picture of her. I should point out that she is married and her husband have black belt in karate." I whisper to him.
 
Ryan

Some strange guy with a foreign accent poked me in the shoulder, saying something about photographs.
I turned to look at him, but he did not have my full attention, and I spoke quietly to him, in case the vision in the changing room heard me.

"Some other time bud, I am busy, OK? amd keep your voice down"

I was formulating a plan, maybe I could accidentally trip up on something, and fall against the door, opening it.
 
"Well in this case... It will be a huge risk that her husband found out that a stranger are having relationship with his wife..." I whisper to him and I tried to blackmail him. I could simple phone to my father about Ryan who are tried to pick up with his stepmother unless he don't cooperate about it. If he will cooperate I will likely help him by making my father don't notice of it. "Unless you let me helping you then her husband may never know about..." I whisper and I start slowly walk away as I reach to my mobile phone in my pocket, waiting for his answer.
 
Ryan

"Wait a moment"
I whispered, and he came back towards me,

"Am I to take it that if I agree to photographs, you will not call her husband?"

Yes, that is correct."He replied

I thought for a moment, before replying.
"OK, that sounds fair to me, now then, how about an introduction, let me meet the lady, and get to know her, if you know what I mean young man."
 
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OOC: How do he know that Peter is son of Jenna's husband?

IC:

I simple smiled, "Ah good! Ok, here is the plan. You and I are gonna be outside the store and waiting outside the store. We will act like we just have bumped into her and then I will introduce you to her. After that we will go to her favorite café where I will suddenly leave you both alone so that you can talk each other alone." I whisper the plan to him and then I pulled out the my digital camera.

"But first I gonna need take some shots of her while she are still changing in the maternity room." I grin to him then I stealths outside the maternity room. I take my digital camera into the small opening and I taking some picture of her. Good think it don't have flash or making clicking sound, after I finish it I stealth back to Ryan as we are heading outside the store. When we are outside I start removing my disguise.
 
Master Pelle said:
OOC: How do he know that Peter is son of Jenna's husband?

OK , I edited

IC
This guy has a strange accent, and his english leaves a lit to be desired, I begin to wonder.

"Am I being set up here? Should I play along with his little game?"

Taking photos through the crack in the door, well, I hope you remebered to turn off your flash, or you are in deep shit my friend.

I wonder again, "Do I join in his little subterfuge, or walk away, find another lady to pursue?"
 
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