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A Change of Routine Ch. 2
by MissVictoria ©
Have you ever gone into a situation blind and totally unprepared? Prompted by my
son's note, I had driven to his place of choosing, at his order. My heart was
beating like mad underneath my breast.
Oh god, I was nervous... so nervous. I'd never done anything like this before! I
felt... I guess the word would be, as if I was "blazing" - I knew that I stood
out. Stepping into the dark and shadowy italian restaurant, it felt like all
eyes were on me, and more than likely they were. I stood out like a sore thumb
in my meager covering, flushing pink as I walked past a group of gawking teenage
boys. I located Gary in the far back corner of the room, sitting at a small
round table for two. He was not looking at me.
Every step that I made took effort. You know how I am. I had the overwhelming
sense that what I was doing was so wrong. He didn't see me. It would have been
so easy to turn tail and run... but there was something else. Inside me, a deep
feeling, a heat from my loins. It intensified as I looked upon my son, sitting
there so casually, waiting. I succumbed to this feeling.
Then Gary turned his face toward me. As his eyes washed their heat over my body,
I could see that he was pleased. An utterly irresistable boyish smile curled at
the corners of his lips. He brought a hand up onto the table, and pressing his
fingers to a set of napkin-wrapped silverware, pushed the object forward and
sent it over the edge of the table, and onto the floor. I looked at him
strangely. Amusement and a hint of mischief glinted in his eyes. 'Pick it up,'
he whispered.
I bent at the knees and began to stoop myself downwards to retrieve the fallen
object, but suddenly I found my son's hand firmly around my wrist. 'No. Without
bending your knees.' he said with a grin, releasing my wrist. I nodded slowly,
and looked at him, confused. 'What are you waiting for?' he asked. Then his
voice, lower, more forceful. 'Do it ... mom... NOW.'
I bent at the waist, and awkwardly stretched my arm out to retrieve the
silverware. I felt a tight stretch in my legs, and I tottered a bit in my high
heels. A whooping arose from behind me in the direction of the table with the
teenage boys, and my face grew flushed as I realized that I had just exposed my
panties to the entire restaurant! I rose quickly, trying to preserve what
remaining dignity I had. Gary was grinning. 'Sit... mom.' he said, simply. I
nodded stupidly and slid into the booth, the vinyl covering sticking to the back
of my exposed thighs.
I stared across the table toward ...
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