The Fundraiser

[MsDemiMeyersReal]

Its been a stressful week leading up to the fundraising event that I've used my private Realtor business to promote and as co-host of the evening I want everything to be perfect for this very important night and I've had to be more than a bit bitchy to everyone involved, including my son who was being moody about how I’d chosen him to be my assistant backstage during the fundraiser.

I arrived at the fundraiser wearing an outfit that I felt gave a slightly sexy but sophisticated and understated elegance to the evening. I wore my skyblue cashmere scoop neck Dior sweater and my white XoXo pencil skirt, its pleated hem swirling an inch or two above my knees and showed off my salon tan legs as I walked backstage in my criss-cross strappy white 6 Blahnik heels. Everyone’s heads turned in my direction at the sound of my heels on the backstage area floor.

 

[lovingfingers]

"Yeah, yeah mom, I understand," I huffed, "I know how to work the lights."

Bad enough that I was not out with my friends tonight, but I was stuck backstage, not part of the party, not getting to eat any of the great food or chat up any of the elegantly dressed women. Yeah, I wanted to support mom, but this was no fun.

I clicked the first spot as mom walked out onto the stage and then the second as she moved towards the microphone. From my vantage point, I could see everyone looking at her, and not just looking, eyeing her. And as I looked on stage, I had to admit, mom was looking hot. The spots were made the colors of her sweater pop, and... as she moved, her breasts moved beneath. My youthful radar clicked.

My eyes widened. Only from my vantage point, could I see the shadow of her legs on the back of her white skirt.

As she moved towards an auction table, I turned the next spot. She hefted an item and brought it back to the mic. The scoop of her sweater shifted, revealing more cleavage.

And I found myself staring....