Model MILF

Preview:
Mom had to run some errands, so since I was home for summer vacation I agreed to go with her. Grocery store, bank, car wash, all the usual stuff. Then Mom turned her SUV toward the highway. This wasn’t on our route and it definitely wasn’t the way home. My feet ached from all the walking we’d done. I wanted to crash on the couch and eat junk food. Now we had to do one more thing. School was more relaxing than this schedule.
“Mom, where are we going?”
“Oh, did I not tell you?”
Mom’s voice was way too chipper.
“Tell me what?”
Mom made a quick left turn across traffic slinging me against the door and merged onto the highway.
“My old friend Lisa is in town, we’re going to pick her up.”
“Pick her up? Is she staying with us?”
“Yeah, just for three days and two nights, it’ll be fine.”
I wasn’t so sure it would be fine, it would be crowded in our modest suburban house. Mom must’ve cleaned up the guest room, it was usually full of boxes and bags ready to go to the donation center.
I could barely remember Lisa, all I could recall was a tall woman with long dark hair. I must’ve been five the last time I saw her, thirteen years ago, and I think I called her Aunt Lisa back then even though she was just a family friend.
We made it to the airport and parked at the curb. Taxis zoomed around, people were everywhere dragging bags and looking for rides. Then the crowd parted and a gorgeous woman confidently walked out of the building onto the sidewalk. Tall, with long dark hair combed perfectly straight, she had a shapely figure and her tight blue dress made my cock jump. She waved.
Mom rolled down the window. “HHHEEEEYYYYY!”
“HEY!” she said.
She leaned against the door. Her sweet perfume filled the car, I inhaled and closed my eyes. This was Lisa.
“Scott, get out and help Lisa with her bags, and let her sit up front.”
I opened the door and slid out.
Lisa eyed me over the top of her sunglasses and licked her lips. “Looks like somebody turned into a man while I was gone.”
I blushed. I wanted to reply but words wouldn’t come. My mouth was dry as a sandbox. Lisa had me feeling all funny.
I hurriedly slung Lisa’s bags into the back of Mom’s car, shut the back liftgate, and jumped in the backseat.
“So how are things, Lisa?” Mom asked.
“Amazing,” she said. “My last job took me to the Caribbean, the scenery was incredible, you wouldn’t believe how clear and blue the water is.”
“Oh, I would love to go one day,” Mom said.
I finally found my voice and worked up some courage to talk. “What kinda cool job takes you to the Caribbean?”
Mom interrupted, “Lisa is a model, Scott, can’t you tell by looking at her?”
“Uh—well—yeah,” I said. I sunk into the seat.
Lisa turned around and looked at me, “that reminds me, Scotty, I have a little surprise for you. Look in the top pocket of my bag back there.”
Normally, I wouldn’t let anyone call me Scotty, but I think I’d let Lisa call me just about anything. I loved the way her luscious red lips moved as she talked.
I reached over the backseat and pulled out something flat in a brown paper bag. I wasn’t expecting a present. I pulled the bag off and smiled at a big, glossy picture of Lisa in a black bathing suit giving the camera a sultry look.
“Whoa!”
“What is it?” Mom asked.
“My calendar,” Lisa said. “Doesn’t actually come out for another month, that one is still hot off the presses.”
We came to a stop at a redlight.
“Let me see,” Mom said.
I held it up between the seats so she could see.
“Wow,” Mom said. “Lisa, did you get some…enhancements?”
“You mean my new twins,” Lisa said. “I went from a C to a Double D.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, I had a great surgeon too, give ‘em a feel.”