Wedding Trip for Mother and Son

The thoughts were beginning to have an effect and he struggled to fasten the fly buttons over the stiffening in his pants. He crouched down to his case again, finding a T-shirt and was just straightening up again to put it on when Grace emerged from the bathroom wrapped in two towels, one around her waist the other tied under her arms, her shoulders still glistening with water droplets.

"You were right about the shower, I may have lost a layer of skin!" She grinned at him, "invigorating though." She sat down on the bed, crossing one leg over the other she began to dry them using a third towel that she had in her hand.

Jake sat on his unused bed across from Grace, he reclined on his elbows waiting patiently while Grace dried herself. "You should see yourself; like a bound mummy" Jake smiled as he watched her.

"These towels are useless" she replied "you would swear we were likely to steal the contents of the room. I will mention it at reception and get them to give us decent ones,"

Grace raised her foot to the bed and Jake was gifted a brief glimpse of her light tangle of pubic hair and pink and reddish lips, she dried her ankles and toes vigorously. "Get those underwear out of that shower please Love, I bet you don't do that in your own place."

"Ok, ok I will do it." he reluctantly made for the bathroom and got his boxers. He tidied them away into his case and stood at the window overlooking the river. "We might get in a river walk mum it looks great down there."

Jake heard the drawer open and turned to see his mother pull out matching white bra and pants she loosened her lower towel and it fell to the floor. As she stood working out the front of the panties he could see the tufts of hair of her sex, she pulled the panties on and hitched them high on her hips to give her a wonderful profile and Jake marvelled at the skin of her bottom, still in great tone and condition.

Loosening the top towel she dried the final moisture from under each breast with a gentle wipe. Raising each breast in turn, the breasts flattening as they were raised. She made a quarter turn away as she tied the bra at her front and with some deft turns brought the large cups to the front and set the straps. Bending at the waist she let the breasts fall into the cups. Jake thought his mind or his pants would explode but for the second time today he put it to the back of his mind. Grace's body looked a perfect sight in the white lingerie and Jake could only marvel.

"Yes, that sounds like a great idea, a quick walk might be just the thing to steel us for the day ahead." She replied to his suggestion while pulling up a pair of black leggings. " after we have eaten, I will go and get the cake out of the way then we could take half an hour to stroll the path."

Grace had slipped a strappy stretch top over her head and was now flicking through the hangers in the wardrobe to find the knee length fitted jersey dress that was her favourite "go to " when comfort and style was required. She pulled it on, smoothing the soft fabric with her hands to make sure it was not rucked up anywhere. To Jakes eyes it looked as though she was caressing her hips and bottom. He found himself staring at the way the material clung to her curves, to the deep V neckline that dipped far enough to reveal a triangle of the top beneath. Seemingly oblivious, Grace grabbed a pair of socks and her sturdy knee high boots and sat in a chair near the window to put them on. As she leaned forward to fit the sock over her toes her breasts moved, the tops becoming visible above the vest top. Jake dragged his eyes away, his reactions beginning to overwhelm him. He crossed the room to get his shoes, jamming his feet in with force, hoping that some pain in his toes would distract him from the throbbing he was experiencing elsewhere.

He heard the second long zip being pulled and his mother's voice from behind him. "Are you ready? Let's hope there's a feast for breakfast, it will have to last us until five o'clock."

He reached for his cardigan, a fleece lined woollen Grace had given him for Christmas. He remembered how he had laughed when he unwrapped it, exclaiming cardigans were for old men and how he had had to eat his words once he tried it on, it was so warm and comfortable and with a zip front and a hood he had to admit it looked good, he had practically lived in it since.

"I'm glad to see you're getting some use of the cardi." Grace paused to run her hands over the hard wool on his chest, "I knew you would love it," She stretched up and kissed him lightly on the lips before turning to pick up her wrap. "Come on, lead me to the coffee." She smiled broadly.

They headed for the breakfast room and Jake nodded to the spa and health centre sign as they passed through reception. "It's a toss up between a walk by the river or a session in there" Grace said as they made for the food.

"I know my preference is the spa, I can go walking any time," Jake replied.

"Let's do it so" came back Grace, I will pick something up from the shop after we eat."

They had a hearty breakfast and Grace circulated when she could, saying her good mornings to the family. An hour passed quickly and the pair made their way slowly to the exit and they could feel the anticipation of the big day building.

They explored the health centre and Jake pointed out the boutique. Grace admired the designs on offer. "What do you think Jake, too young for me?" Grace held up a one piece swimsuit.

"Excellent choice" Jake's voice betrayed that he would say yes to anything to get them out of the shop.

Grace laughed loudly, "well, I can tell you're not paying attention. This is awful and definitely for a much older lady. " She put the offending garment back on the rail. Still smiling she turned back to Jake, "you go and select a pair of trunks for yourself and leave them at the counter, I will find something for myself and pay for both. Meet you out there in a minute." She nodded her head towards the door.

Relived, Jake grabbed a brief pair of trunks from the men's section, checking the price tag to make sure they were not too expensive. He placed them on the counter, explaining to the assistant that Grace would be buying them in a moment. He smiled to himself as he waited by the door, thinking the silly little trunks they sold in there were what we're jokingly known as "budgie smugglers." His smile turned into a chuckle, causing a couple who were walking past to give him a strange look.

Grace flicked through the costumes on offer finding nothing she would want to be seen in public in, she made her way to the desk to ask if there was anything else. Next to the till was a torso mannequin, the costume it displayed beautifully caught Grace's eye immediately. A retro bikini, with full red briefs and a red and white polka dot bra top with deep cups and a slim bow under the bust. She loved it, she would feel like Sophia Loren in this, she thought.

"Could I have one of those please?" She asked the girl behind the desk.

"I'm sorry, they are out of stock." The young woman did not look in the least bit sorry.

"Well maybe you could check the size on that one." Grace was not going to be fobbed off and end up in either a micro bikini or a granny style bathing suit.

The girl reluctantly pulled the back strap of the top out feeling for the label and glancing at it. "36DD" She read.

"Perfect, that's my size, I will take it thank you."

"I'm sorry, it's the display model." Again she did not look at all sorry.

"Well, if it's out of stock, there's little point in displaying it is there." Grace would not be thwarted.

"Well." The girl could not argue with the sense of the statement. "OK then."

She stripped the dummy and folded the costume and placed it in a bag with the trunks. She made to ring the prices into the till as Grace reached into her bag for her purse.

"Of course, as it is the display model, I will expect a ten per cent discount."

Grace was so matter of fact, the assistant nodded "Of course Madam."

Grace made it to the exit and held the prize aloft and showed Jake. She felt she had achieved a minor victory and was determined not to experience buyers regret as she did so often after clothes shopping.

"Ok, how do we do we do this mum? Do we change down here or back at the room and come down in dressing gowns?"

"I haven't a clue love, let's check what the other guests are doing."

Grace and Jake made their way to the health centre entrance and near the reception saw a lift door. Just then, as if on cue Faith emerged from the lift wearing a robe with the hotel crest.

"Faith, there you are, we were just wondering how you access this place." Grace touched her at the elbow, "good to see you are getting some time to

yourself before the craziness starts."

Faith smiled "everyone up there is up to the nines, I am more relaxed than I thought I would be. Hello Jake, you two should get down here and join me,let's make the most of the free stuff!"

"We intend to," Jake said holding the lift for Grace "come on mum, let's get going."

Grace looked at Faith "the impatience of youth, we will get to use it all honey, see you in a bit Faith" and she waived and slipped into the lift.

Back at their room the pair tried to make sense of the arrangements and hunted for the hotel robes, Jake finally locating them in shelf above the closet; two pristine white robes complete with hotel crest. Jake, showing great impatience, proceeded to undress with his back to Grace. He shed all his clothes and without words Grace threw him his costume. He pulled them on, his lightly veined cock tucked easily in as he experienced a semi erection just with the feeling of the strange material and the anticipation of the fun of the venture. He also brought to mind how Faith looked so good in the robe and in the full flush that all soon-to-be brides possess. He just had to get a closer look. She wouldn't be hitched for another few hours. No harm in looking he mused.

"You needn't have rushed," Grace grinned as she gathered up her costume in her hand, "you have to wait for me and I'm going into the bathroom to put this on." Pausing a moment as she passed him " that is a skimpy costume, only just covers possible." She could not resist tickling the exposed sides of his waist. "You will be giving all the girls an eye full in that!"

Jake wriggled as her fingers brushed the sensitive nerves, his skin tightening in tiny goose bumps. He turned his head to meet her gaze over his shoulder, smiling. "It looks OK though?" He enquired.

She rested her palm on his back, "of course, silly, you look wonderful." She held eye contact for a second, her soft smile of approval exactly what he needed.

Once in the bathroom, Grace slipped out of her clothes and stepped into the red briefs, pulling them up comfortably over her hips, the band stopped just below her naval, that and the high cut legs were most flattering, accentuating her long legs as well as the feminine curves. Passing her arms through the openings of the bra top, she bent slightly to pour the volume of her breasts into the full spotted cups, straightening, she deftly did up the clip fastening behind her back before turning to the mirror. She slipped a hand inside the cup, scooping her breast upwards until it settled comfortably inside the confines, repeating the action on the other side. Making sure the bow was central beneath her ample bosom she then ran her hands simultaneously over the outside of the top, pleased with the way the top enhanced her cleavage. The gap between top and bottom of the costume exposed just the right amount of toned midriff, showing off the cinch of her waist.

"Pass me a robe will you Jakey." She asked as she emerged from the bathroom.

Jake, who had been having a quick tidy round and was already wrapped in his with his back to her, grabbed the fluffy white robe from the bed and turned to his mother.

"Yes" he exhaled "you nailed it there. What a costume." Jake's voice was low and appreciative of the bounty he saw.

Grace turned fully around on the balls of her feet to accentuate her bottom and legs. She felt a little exposed in front of Jake but she reasoned to herself if she couldn't handle his gaze she may as well not go to the health spa at all.

"Not showing too much I hope?" Grace said as she stared down at her perked tits, adjusting the costume for the final time.

"Not at all mum, it suits you. Just covers enough and leaves the best curves exposed."

Jakes thrust hands deep into the gown pocket allowing his right hand squeeze through his costume to his stiffening prick. His hand rested there and marvelled at the view. Grace double checked the costume lines in the mirror all the while admiring her own backside as she glanced over her shoulder.

"I think you will be giving the poor middle aged men the eyeful, poor lads." Jake said as he watched her pirouette in front of the mirror.

"It will do, we always think that we are centre of everyone's attention in life. People are so caught up in their own stuff today I won't make too much of a splash" Grace said as she took the robe from Jake.

Slipping it over her shoulders she looked one last time to Jake holding the robe wide open, "you sure it's decent?"

Jake moved in and slowly closed it over and tying it up he pressed himself hard into her "you will make a splash mum like you always do, and in the best possible way."

"Thanks love. Gimme one last look at yours, it's kind of retro" Grace pulled his belt with a light tug and the robe fell open.

Grace stepped back to assess the view "doesn't leave a lot to the imagination there Jakey." Grace was rummaging for her shower shoes as she spoke. Jake stood there looking down to see his cock laying to the side almost fully engorged the light costume just holding him in.

"You got me there mum, I will settle down by the time we get downstairs. Too much flesh on view so early in the day."

Grace looked over and into his eyes "how long has it been Hun?"

Tying back up the robe Jake replied with a resigned tone "too long mum. I think it's four months."

"You never know lots of bridesmaids here this weekend" Grace said with a chuckle. "Poor boy, you are like a young bull in the field.

"Awgh mother dear," Jake grimaced, "you do have the most delicate turn of phrase!"

"Say it how it is, that's my motto. You know that." She slid her toes into the thong of the flip flop. "Too long without is not good for you."

Standing next to him, her head level with his throat, she looked up into his face, "But choose wisely, I would hate to see you hurt, or for you to hurt someone. Make sure you are both on the same page." She raised her hand to his cheek, allowing her thumb to stroke the smooth skin.

Jake placed his hand over hers " of course I will." Tearing his eyes away from hers, "now enough of your lectures, let's go!"

He opened the door and stood back waving her through before him with an affected bow, "after you m'lady."

They emerged from the lift together and on display of their key card and a check of their room number the receptionist supplied two towels.

"See, I told you they had big towels" Grace nudged Jake as they followed the receptionist through.

They were given the run down on the facility and all the services. Grace reviewed the menu and suggested a sauna followed by a seaweed bath. Jake was happy at the sound of that.

"How does it work?" Jake asked the receptionist.

She outlined the routine and directed them to the sauna and told them their seaweed bath would be ready just in time following their sauna.

The two of them entered the sauna, a narrow room with seating on two levels. At the lower level sat Faith with her back to the wall. Her towel cinched tight in front and covering her chest. Grace smiled at her and exclaimed "made it, finally!"

Grace and Jake hung their robes up and were greeted with a prickly heat. Faith had her legs swung up on the lower bench and the heat was causing a blush to form on her shoulders and face. Grace placed her towel next to Faith and sat with a puff of her cheeks, " his is cosy" she said.

"Give it a minute, it gets better" Faith said sarcastically.

Jake popped up athletically on the upper bench his feet resting on the lower seat. He arranged his towel under him and swung around to face the girls bringing his feet up stretching them out so he nearly occupied the full upper bench. A wave of heat emerged from somewhere and both Grace and Jake blinked with surprise at the immediate increase in temperature. Jake resolved to dig in and let it wash over him.

Grace and Faith nattered about the day to come. Grace's bikini cupped nicely as she reclined and Jake watched as both women talked through the heat with their animated chatter. Grace brushed her breasts lightly with the back of her hand clearing away the faintest glow of sweat.

Faith nodded her head, "See what I mean?"

Grace exhaled through pursed lips, directing a blow of air down onto her chest. "When you get to my age you will be used to surges of heat, this is a walk in the park!" She said with feigned ease. She parted her legs a little at the thighs that were becoming slick with perspiration and raised her arms away from her sides. In truth she was not so sure she could stand this for too long.

Glancing up to Jake, who relaxed in his reclined position, Grace thought maybe horizontal was the way to be, perhaps it was a was a way to be under the intense heat. Faith had by now loosened her towel and was sitting with her head lulled back against the wall, her skin, of which plenty was on show due to the brevity of her bikini, was glistening in the dim light. Her slender frame, small bosom and flat almost concave stomach shimmering as she took deep lungfuls of air, the humidity making the air thick.

Jake viewed through half closed eyes, the contrast in shape of the two women. He knew his preference was for the more curvaceous form, he thought skinny women looked sharp,, he liked the comforting softness of the fuller figure.

Grace suddenly jumped to her feet, grabbing for her towel. " God, I forgot." She sounded panicked.

"What?" Faith opened her eyes and raised her head.

"The cake!"

"Oh sorry Grace, I forgot to tell you. The staff had set it up on a stand this morning before breakfast. You can relax. It is absolutely perfect, thank you."

Relived, Grace flopped back onto the bench, her heart racing from the sudden panic she had felt. "Thank goodness for that." She turned her head to her niece, squeezing her hand, "I'm so glad you like it."

Getting to her feet, Faith gathered up her towel and bent to kiss her Aunts cheek, "I love it." She walked towards the door, "I'm going before I boil. There's a gaggle of bridesmaids waiting upstairs to preen me. Enjoy you pampering guys, see you later." The door closed silently behind her, leaving Jake and Grace alone in the sweltering heat.

Grace laid her towel the length of the bench and lay where Faith had sat. She could see Jake puffing a little and mop his brow with the back of his

hand.

"I think the prescribed time here is 10 minutes or so. I don't think I will take much more. Wait till you see the seaweed bath love, it will be like heaven after this." Grace was reassuring Jake as best she could.

"I'm grand I can take it" Jake replied trying to sound nonchalant.

"Ha! My hero" Grace came back "anyway five more minutes and I am out."

Jake gazed down and watched her lay there, arms outstretched above her head. Her soft breasts flattened as she tried to get any cool air on her skin. Her feet were crossed at the ankles and her costume formed snugly around her sex, a distinct crease could be seen where she had played earlier.

"That's my lot." Grace stood up, adjusting her costume, sliding her index fingers along the leg bands, wriggling enough to free the camel toe that was embarrassingly noticeable now she was standing. Checking the top was not malfunctioning before wrapping the towel around under her arms.