Staring at his reflection in the bathroom mirror, Jon decided that Stephanie's outfit definitely looked less sexy on him than it did on her. It was amazing to him that he had even fit into it. Maybe it was a result of the wish, but everything seemed to fit, even the shoes. Not that all these well fitting clothes looked like they belonged on his body, or that they even covered much of it.
Jon felt very exposed.
He didn't mind his legs showing so much that was almost like wearing shorts (he told himself), it was the top that covered only his chest, leaving his paunched belly exposed that made him feel like covering up. Even with the sexual encounter he'd had that morning with one of the girls, Jon just didn't feel right showing so much of himself in front of them. That's what had ended him up in the bathroom.
Sure, the girls had looked disappointed, Karyn even pouted, but as soon as Jessica had returned from her shower, Jon grabbed the pile of clothes and darted inside to change.
Out in the hallway he could hear someone walking along the hardwood. From the clicking noise that person was wearing high heels. Karyn's mother, he thought, Denise Black. He'd had a crush on her growing up, and who didn't. She was a stone cold fox. The clicking stopped and the door handle rattled. He had locked it, hadn't he?
The door swung open and Denise Black, mother of Karyn, walked into the bathroom. In her white dress and white heels she looked like a dream. Unphased by Jon's presence, she swayed right up to him, grabbed his ass through his skirt, and forced a deep kiss onto him. Although the kiss lasted over a minute it took Jon the whole time to realize what was happening. By the time he decided to kiss back, the woman disengaged, swung around and planted herself on the back of the toilet. She stared at him appraisingly.
"I was wondering where you were keeping yourself, you little stud," she purred, "I was hoping you'd come visit me last night."
"Huh?"
"Oh, worried about Mr. Black, are you? I told you before; I'd shew him out if you came by. I'm sure he'd understand. Who could turn down a fuck with a hot piece of ass like you? He might even like to watch."
Jon stared, mouth open, at the woman who was undressing him with her eyes and thought, "What the hell is going on?"
