... felt a shiver up her spine. Her mother was talking to her about lesbian sex......... It felt so wrong, but if Helen knew what violet wanted....... It would be a very good evening indeed.
"And you know Vi, you always seemed so beautiful. more so now than ever. I always thought your boyfriends were assholes. Trust me, I know what sex at your age is like. You're only 17. Those boys can't satisfy you. Am I right?
Violet nodded. She was surprised. She didn't know her mother was into sex at her age. Helen was wearing a dressing gown. "Please, mom." Said Violet. "I'm not sure I'm comfortable witth seeing you naked. No offense."
"See me naked?" Helen was laughing. "Oh no. You won't see me naked. Not yet." Helen's voice was seductive, crawling up violet's skin and putting filthy thoughts into her head. "I know what you want, Vi." Continued her mother. "And I can give it to you......"
With this, Vi forgot that Helen was her mother. Helen stood up out of her leather armchair and removed her dressing gown.
What Violet saw was her mother's fit figure, skinny and lightly tanned. Not naked, but better. Her mother was wearing a pair of yellow leather high heels. A pink satin bra. And matching panties. She couldn't believe it. "Awahwaha...." Was the only noise that escaped her gaping mouth.
"Do you like it? I thought it was a bit.....