"Before we look for anything, sweetie, I think we both need another shot." My flirty Ma tells me with a wink and a sweet little laugh. "Then we can look for them in the parking lot." We head to the bar. Ma orders, "two bourbon shots, two vodka shots and a tall skinny doubleshot of moonshine," she leans in close, showing a wealth of sexy, spilling cleavage to the tender.
The tender, a balding, hairy, gruff looking fellow with maybe a 5 o clock shadow plus a day, stares right down between Ma's tits. "You're going to have to give me a flash if you want me to fill a special order like that one." He laughs a gruff, rude laugh. Ma smiles, reaching at her blouse. Lifting it up over her mostly flat tummy, and finally, falling out like two angels from heaven, the most beautiful big tits with perky hard pink nipples I've ever witnessed. I salivate; I wish to suck them this instant. She shakes them a little and it's practically slow-motion how perfect it is.
Then she puts her blouse back down over her tits and takes the moonshine shot, tall and skinny. She looks at me, "You ready to take a shot off Sue's body, hon?" And I nod wideyed trying to contain my drool. She slides the slender cylinder as deep between her breasts as she can, just peeking from the crevice. I enjoy my time between Ma's tits, making sure my chin slides in to separate them, as I take the bodyshot from her cleavage. The doubleshot is almost too hot to handle, the moonshine burns my throat like napalm. I'm still recovering when I notice the two empty vodka shots, the two full whiskey shots, and Ma already starting off to the door.
As quick as I'm able, I regain my composure, take two more harsh shots of liquor, and I follow her outside. I see her leaning her head into the driver's side window of Frank's car, I can hear her voice but not what she's saying. When I get closer she turns to me, her cleavage still an outstanding feast for eyes, and says to me, "Sweety, Kel's really started to not feel well from the drink, and Pa's been kind enough to volunteer to give her a ride home." Her eyes squint, "with Pa, you know she's in capable hands. I hear Frank laugh a little and Kelly giggle drunkenly from in he car.
I say, "I can get her home," and Kelly leans over my Pa, bracing herself with a hand in his lap. She looks her head out the window and shakes it "no" she says, "I'm going to let your Pa give me a ride home tonight. It's for the best, you know?" No, I don't know, I thought. Ma, comfortingly, said shh shh it will be alright.
I must still look upset, because Ma suggests, "We can go now too, follow along if you want" Her adorable face looks into mine lovingly, "If you want to." She bats her lashes a little, not too overtly. |