It didn't take long for Linda Gibson to clear up the breakfast dishes. All of her kids, Mikey, Zoe, and her hunk of a boy Jon, had all wolfed down a bowl of cereal each, then run out the door for school. Three bowls, three spoons; an easy task to start the morning.
Well, it didn't exactly start the morning.
Linda had gotten an early start on the day. At six a.m. she had rolled out of bed, excited about the morning. Why was she excited? Obviously because that morning, just like every other morning, she was going to be able to show off her body for her son!
She showered for a long time, a hot, steamy shower, filled with groping and day-dreaming. She spent an extra long time on her breasts, failing to notice that sometime during the night they had firmed up and filled out, becoming the mirror image of a twenty-nine year-old starlet. Her legs, too, had slightly lengthened and tanned. The extra body fat she had accumulated over the years, too, had melted away, leaving her thing, toned, and sexy.
All this was lost to her. To Linda, her body had always been this way. She'd always worn sexy, revealing clothes, she'd always had an amazing body to show off. Even if she could notice the changes, though, she wouldn't have. Her mind was lost in thought. Images of Jon, her eldest son, danced in her head. His unkempt hair, his slight paunch, even his tendency to forget to do his chores...
Linda's hand crept down to her groin and teased herself, causing her knees to buckle slightly.
Stop it, she scolded herself, save it for later. Soon Jon will be awake, and he'll give you want to be fresh for him!
The shower ended, she towelled off and began the rest of her new routine. Hair, make-up, clothes, they all had to be perfect. She sprinkled hints of vanilla, Jon's favourite scent, on areas that Jon's nose hadn't been near since birth, just in case. She glossed her lips with extra sheen, practising her open-mouthed look. She teased her long black hair so that it hung tantalizingly over her bikini-clad breasts.
It had all been worth it. By the time Jon woke up, Linda was waiting in the kitchen for him, wearing nothing but a bikini top, tight black skirt, and high heels. The look on Jon's face had been priceless. Linda knew that once the kids had gone off to school, she and her best dildo (nicknamed 'Jon') would be enjoying the memory of the look on his face for hours.
Linda had no idea that these urges were new. To her, the ultimate goal of her life was to finally get her son Jon so turned on that he'd finally initiate sexual contact. She wanted it so bad. She knew that it was up to him, that if she were to push it, the whole experience would be cheapened.
And so she was patient. Her body, her clothes, and her personality was being shaped every day to make Jon want her. From Jon's look this morning, it wouldn't be long before he wanted to take things to "the next level". Linda couldn't wait.
