A Mother's ChangebyHeyAll©
Jennifer loved her son more than anything.
He was the center of her universe. They lived alone while she worked in a legal office and he attended college. It never ceased to amaze her how impressive Tom was. He was smart, caring, and handsome. He had all the qualities she looked for in a man. She loved him unconditionally, and she would do anything for him.
Naturally, Jennifer was devastated when she began hearing rumors that her son was having an intimate relationship with her old rival Victoria, who was now Tom's college professor.
The two women knew each other since high school. Victoria was one of the 'popular girls' and the captain of the cheerleading squad. She was beautiful, and she made sure everyone knew it. All of the guys wanted to date her, and all of the girls knew what a snob she really was.
Jennifer had always been one of the 'good girls.' She was shy and wholesome. She was the perfect girl-next-door with her sweet demeanor and sense of innocence. She always had the best grades and was the president of the student council.
Their paths always crossed but they never got along. Victoria loved being Jennifer's bully, teasing her for being book smart. She especially loved stealing all of Jennifer's boyfriends whenever she had the chance.
Years past and both of them were in their early 40's. Jennifer had a successful legal career and Victoria became a professor at the university where her son attended. Jennifer would do anything for her son.
A Mother's Change
Early morning on an August weekend. The heat was scorching as expected while students, parents & faculty showed up to the track field. It was the first week of one of the University's annual outdoor summer events so everyone could get acquainted with each other.
Jennifer was there to help provide refreshments, when suddenly she saw Victoria arrive. The two women were alone, and Jennifer knew it was her only chance to talk about something that deeply bothered her, so she walked over to her old rival.
"Morning," Jennifer said in a cordial tone.
Victoria gave a cordial look in return. "Well good morning Jen. It's been a while. So how are you doing these days?"
"Not bad. Busy with work as always."
"Some things never change," Victoria smiled. "You've always been a workaholic. That's always been your flaw."
Jennifer tried her best to ignore the slight insult. "So how are you? Anything new in your life?"
"Actually there is. In fact, I feel like I'm in the prime of my life right now. Things couldn't be better for me. Thanks for asking."
"So the rumors are true, aren't they?" she suddenly asked without thinking.
"Excuse me?" Victoria replied in a puzzled tone.
"You're sleeping with my son, aren't you?"
A grin appeared on Victoria's face. "Maybe. Why do you care anyway? Tom's a big boy and he can do whatever he wants. It's really none of your business."
"Of course it's my business. He's my son."
"Son or not, Tom has good taste. Besides, he has a soft spot for older woman. As his mother, you should know these things."
Jennifer wanted to slap her old rival in public but refrained.
"You have some nerve doing this," she replied. "Of all the things dirty tricks you've done in your life, this really is a new low by your standards. You stole a boyfriend that I loved in college, and now this? Seriously? My own son?"
"Oh stop being such a drama queen Jennifer. I never 'stole' your college boyfriend, I simply offered myself to him and he accepted. It's not my fault you couldn't keep him satisfied. Face it, you're a prude. You'll never be able to keep a good man as long as women like me are around."
"Forgive me if I'm not a slut like you are."
"Well maybe you should start acting like one. Then the men you date wouldn't be lusting after me. You may have the brain, but I've got everything else," Victoria replied in a condescending voice.
"We both know what this is about. You're sleeping with Tom as a way to taunt me. You always took pleasure in doing that to others."
"Like I said before, you haven't changed a bit Jennifer. Anyway, I have students to greet. Hopefully we can continue this conversation another time."
With that, Victoria casually walked away.
Jennifer stood at the at the food table an emotional wreck. She was seething mad and utterly frustrated.
A female voice suddenly spoke behind her. "Excuse me, I know this is none of my business, but I couldn't help overhearing that conversation you had."
Jennifer turned around to see another woman the same age as her, who was clearly a mother of one of the other students on the field.
"I really wish you hadn't heard any of that," she replied in a defeated tone.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to judge," the stranger said. "Here, take this."
The woman reached into her purse and pulled out a business card.
"What's that for?" Jennifer asked.
"It's the address of a store downtown. The owner has a specialty for women like us. It's hard to explain, and I don't think I can without sounding completely crazy. It's something you have to discover for yourself. You'll see."
Jennifer took the card and looked at it. It was the address for a lingerie shop. It wasn't hard for her to figure out what the other woman was implying.
"Thanks, but I really don't think this can help me," Jennifer replied.
"I didn't think it could help me either, but it did. Take a leap of faith and trust me."
*** THE LINGERIE SHOP ***
The store was empty when Jennifer entered the next day. She slowly made her way around the room, looking at the assortment of sexy lingerie & undergarments that were on display. It wasn't the type of place she would normally visit.
"May I help you?"
Jennifer looked at the dignified saleswoman, who was in her mid-50's, beautifully dressed and exuding class.
"I was just having a look."
The saleswoman extended her hand for a handshake. "My name is Meredith. I'm the proud owner of this little shop."
"I'm Jennifer," she meekly replied. "Sorry, I don't mean to be rude, but this wasn't what I expected. It was nice meeting you though."
"So what were you expecting?" Meredith asked. "You walked into a lingerie shop and you're telling me it's not what you expected?"
"It's hard to explain. Someone recommended this place to me and I wanted to give it a quick look for myself. Sorry to waste your time. This isn't for me."
Jennifer tried to walk out of the store but the saleswoman kept the conversation going.
"If someone recommended this place to you, then I'm sure it was for good reason. The fact that you even bothered to show up says a lot."
She paused and thought for a moment. "Well, you probably wouldn't understand my situation. I don't even think I understand what I'm going through at the moment. Let's just say that a man who's deeply important to me is with the wrong woman."
"Then who's the right woman for him? You?" Meredith asked with her eyebrows raised.
"I'm not saying that either. It's just...I don't know. I honestly don't know what I'm doing here."
"Jen, I've been in this business for a very long time and I cater to women like you on a daily basis. There's nothing I haven't already heard."
"Fair enough," Jennifer said with her guard slowly coming down.
"So this man you're talking about, obviously he's sleeping with someone. And obviously you have feelings for him. Maybe you can tell me a little bit about him so I can help put together the right wardrobe for you. Believe me, I understand men as much as I understand women. You'll be irresistible to him once I'm done with you."
"It's not that simple. I'm not intending to sleep with him."
Meredith raised an eyebrow. "Let me guess, it's a longtime friend of yours? Or maybe it's your boss?"
"I'd rather not talk about who he is. This whole situation is embarrassing. Someone recommended this place to me and I came here without thinking. I'm sorry, I should be going."
"There's no such thing as coming to a place like this without thinking," the saleswoman quickly replied. "You came here with a purpose, just like all the other women who've tried to convince themselves that they don't have a heartbeat or sex drive. Give me 15 minutes of your time, if you don't like what I have to offer, then you can leave without any regrets. There's nothing to lose."
Jennifer stood there and considered the proposal. "Why are you so interested in my problems anyway?
"Because it's my job," Meredith smiled. "I opened this place for women like you. Now shall we get started?"
The two women stood in the dressing room as Jennifer got undressed. Meredith had picked out a variety of different bras and panties for her new client to try on.
"Everything off," the saleswoman said as Jennifer stood awkwardly in her bra.
"Is this even necessary? I already know what size I am."
"It's not about size, it's about how you look & feel in what you're wearing underneath. These undergarments are what cover your most intimate female parts. Don't be shy, I see naked women almost every day."
After a deep breath, Jennifer reached behind herself and unclasped her bra, standing topless in front of a mirror. Her breasts were medium sized and her brown nipples protruded. Exposing her breasts to a complete stranger wasn't something she normally did, but it was no different than going to a doctor, she thought to herself.
"Beautiful," Meredith stated. "He's a lucky man whoever he is. Now try this on."
Jennifer grabbed the bra Meredith handed to her and tried it on. It was black colored, with thin straps, and it was the softest material she had ever felt against her skin. What stood out the most was that the front part of the bra was completely see-through.
"What do you think?" the saleswoman asked. "Sexy isn't it?"
"It's not something I would normally wear. Come to think of it, I've ever worn anything as provocative as this before," Jennifer replied.
"I can tell. You seem like such a straight laced woman. But then again, I've had clients more prim & proper than you come in here only to discover an entirely new side to themselves."
"You mean the sexual side right?" she asked, already knowing the answer. "I'm sorry if I'm misleading you, but I'm certainly not trying to screw anyone or discover a 'new side' to myself. I'll gladly pay for some of these items because I appreciate your time."
Meredith leaned forward and whispered in Jennifer's ear, "It's your son isn't it?"
"Excuse me?" she replied, feeling offended.
"What's your son's name?"
"His name is Tom. I don't see what that has to do with anything."
"Well, clearly Tom is the guy you're thinking of," Meredith said as a matter-of-fact. "When you walked in here, you said that someone you deeply cared about was with the wrong woman, and you're probably right. You're his mother and your maternal instincts know what's best for him."
"I don't know where you're going with this. I'm a..."
"A good mother? Relax sweetheart, there's nothing wrong with any of this. It's a fantasy. Women are allowed to have fantasies right?"
Jennifer gave the saleswoman a puzzled look. "I feel like we're having two totally different conversations here. I'm not sure I'm following you."
Meredith smiled, "You're willing to fuck your son aren't you? You don't have to be ashamed to admit that. Deep down you know it's true. There are plenty of mothers who would do the same if it meant their son would be better off."
A gasp suddenly escaped Jennifer's lips. Never in her life had anyone said something so brazen and vulgar to her. But at the same time, she couldn't deny it either.
"I don't know what gives you that idea," she replied sternly. "But I'm not that kind of woman."
Meredith flashed a condescending look. "Then what kind of woman are you? The kind that has no pulse and lives without a heartbeat? I bet every man who's ever slept with you has thought of you as a dead fish in bed, is that right?"
A look of shame crept over Jennifer's face. Never in her life had she felt so deflated or conflicted.
"What am I supposed to do? I love him. He means the world to me, and the thought of him screwing around with a woman that I despise just breaks my heart."
"Undo your pants," the saleswoman ordered.
Without thinking, Jennifer slowly did as she was told. She undid her pants to let it fall to the floor.
"Why are you asking me to do this?"
Meredith slipped her hand down Jennifer's panties. Jennifer stood helplessly as the saleswoman inserted two fingers inside her vagina and began to probe around. It was her first sexual experience with another woman.
"You're dripping wet," Meredith stated with her fingers still busy the client's vagina. "It feels like you are that kind of woman."
The saleswoman suddenly took her fingers out and walked away, leaving Jennifer feeling strangely disappointed that her first lesbian experience didn't continue. But to her surprise, the saleswoman returned with a sex toy the shape of a man's penis.
"Are you ready for your first lesson?" she asked with a grin, holding up the sex toy.
"What are you going to do with that?"
Meredith smiled, "I'm going to teach you exactly how to get your son back. If you do as I say, he'll never want another woman aside from you."
*** RUNNING IN CIRCLES ***
Jennifer came home late that afternoon to the sight of her son sitting in front of the tv. He was stretching on the floor, and he was obviously tired.
"It looks like you could use a hand," she said, putting her shopping bags down.
"I'm alright. A little more stretching and some good food later and I'll be fine."
"Nonsense. I know a thing or two about massages."
Jennifer walked over to her son and sat down on the floor next to him. He was wearing shorts, and her hands grabbed his thighs. She did her best to squeeze as much of his muscles as she could, from his thighs all the way down to his calves.
"Jeez," he gasped. "You've got one heck of a grip mom. I didn't know you were so strong."
She smiled, "Well I'm glad that all those years of doing the dishes and washing your clothes has some extra benefits."
Her eyes went back to his legs and she noticed the contrast of her delicate fingers to his tanned skin. The massage was meant to be innocent, but the advice she got from Meredith still lingered in the back of her mind.
"This feels awesome," Tom sighed. "All of a sudden I don't feel so sore anymore."
"Sounds like you did a good amount of running today. I used to be a runner when I was your age, so I know what it's like."
Her hands continued rubbing and massaging his bare thighs.
"Really? I never knew that about you," he replied.
"Don't act so surprised mister," she said jokingly. "You aren't the only athlete in the family."
"What makes you think I'm surprised? You've definitely got the body of an athletic woman. Your muscle tone is perfect and you've got curves in all the right places."
For the very first time in her life, she felt herself becoming sexually aroused by her son. Her fingers eventually made their way up the bottom part of his shorts.
"I had no idea you noticed," she said in a coy tone.
His eyes looked down at his mother's hands.
"It's hard not to. You've got great legs mom."
"So do you," she said, almost in a whisper.
Without thinking, she pushed her hands further up his thighs. It was inappropriate and she knew it. But she didn't care. She wasn't aware of how wrong it was until the tip of her finger grazed the tip of his growing erection.
He immediately moved his legs and adjusted his shorts.
"Oh, sorry about that," he said in embarrassment.
"Don't be sorry. You're a healthy young man and I want you to be proud of that."
Jennifer's hands never left her son's body. She kept on massaging him as if nothing was out of the ordinary and nothing was wrong.
"Thanks I guess. I've always assumed you were uptight about things like that."
"What makes you say that?" she asked.
He shrugged. "You always remind me about certain things whenever I have a new girlfriend, you know, about safe sex and all that stuff. It always seemed like you were uptight about anything sex related."
"And I meant every word," she replied in her motherly voice. "Safety should always come first. But let's just say that I'm learning to lighten up a little. You're a man now and you're fully capable of making your own decisions. I have faith that you'll always do the right thing."
"Why do I have a feeling that you're up to something?" he asked with a suspicious smile.
"Can't a mother look after her son without having ulterior motives?"
"Of course she can. But I think it's odd that she suddenly has a change of tune all of a sudden."
She smiled and playfully slapped his leg, near his erection.
"That's enough massaging for one day. You're a lot bigger than you used to be and my hands are exhausted. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to prepare dinner."
The seeds had been planted in Jennifer's mind and there was no going back. That night, all she could think about was her son and how exciting it was rubbing his body. She hadn't felt so sexually alive in years.
She laid in bed touching herself after turning the lights off. She imagined getting on her knees and pleasing Tom the way that Meredith had shown her with the sex toy. Her mind relived everything she had been taught about oral sex.
She thought of the bag full of sexy & slutty undergarments she now owned and how she was suppose to tease him with it. She was instructed to wear it to work to build her sexual confidence and arousal over time before eventually letting him catch glimpses of it. It was meant to show Tom that she had a naughty side and she wasn't afraid to use it.
It wasn't long before Jennifer had her first orgasm of the night...the first of many...
*** PLACE THEY'LL NEVER KNOW ***
The next morning. Jennifer woke up early for work as always. She did her normal routine and she took a nice long shower. Afterwards, she stood in front of her closet wearing only a towel. It was another hot day which meant that her typical outfit would be uncomfortable in the office, so she had an excuse to dress in something slightly more revealing.
A thin blouse and office skirt were tossed onto the bed, along with a matching pair of bra & panties.
Her eyes suddenly shifted to the bag of adult undergarments she bought from Meredith. She looked at the bag as if it were staring back at her. It was almost as if she could hear Meredith's voice in her head, encouraging her to be a bad girl for once in her life; 'Go ahead, wear them. Tom is probably downstairs thinking about Victoria right now. This is your chance to show him who the REAL woman in his life is.'
Jennifer picked up the bag and turned it upside down on her bed. She removed her towel and picked up the seductive undergarments which Meredith recommend. It was the black pair of see-through bra & panties.
She put it on and stood in front of her full length bedroom mirror.
Meredith's voice continued in her head; 'That's it. You look irresistible. Open your blouse a little and let Tom have a peek. I already know how he'll react, but you should find out for yourself.'
She had a hard time recognizing herself. Her hair and make up were done beautifully the way they always had been, but seeing her scantily clad body in see-through attire was something different. Her large brown nipples and her vagina were clearly visible. For lack of a better word, she thought she felt 'slutty,' but then she remembered Meredith's advice; it's not just how it looks, but how it makes you FEEL.
Jennifer felt a newfound sense of confidence in herself. She had always been awkward when it came to sex, but seeing herself that way made her more seductive. Feeling sexy was very important if she wanted to compete with the likes of Victoria.