It was August and we spent the morning packing the car and our son, Mike was leaving for college. It was morning but already it was 90 degrees outside. Mike and husband, and I were getting pretty sweaty loading up the car.
The trunk was already full and the back seat wouldn’t fit much more. Mike went back in the house to get the last of his things. I heard him come out of the house. I turned around and saw him carrying his 42 inches flat screen TV.”Where are you going to put the TV?” I heard his father ask.
I don’t know, but I don’t want to leave it. Maybe we can move some stuff around in the back seat. I looked in the back seat and I don’t think so, son.” Mike looked in the car and we can put it in the middle of the front seat. Ok, college man.
I said and then where is your mom going to sit? I could see on his face he was trying to come up with a solution. I got an idea he said. He opened the passenger side door. He put the TV in the middle. He then got in and sat down and see plenty of room and her mom sits next to me.
I tried to sit next to my son. I could sit in the seat, but the door wouldn’t close. Now, I am not a big woman. I stand about five feet tall and I only weight hundred pounds. It was my son taking up all the room. He was already over six feet tall and weighed around two hundred pounds.
It’s not me that’s taking up all of the room, it’s you. This isn’t going to work. Tell you what leave the TV and when we come to visit you we’ll bring it with us. No way had he answered as I got out of the car and stood by the door.
Make up your mind Mike it’s hot out here ok Mike looked at me. Ok, you can sit on my lap. Mike, it’s a five hour drive to your college his father said.”I know, but mom doesn’t weigh much. What do you say, mom. Would you mind sitting on my lap?”
Ok, I’ll sit on your lap but if it gets too uncomfortable I want to stop at a rest stop.” I said looking at Steve my husband. He agreed ok let’s get our showers so we can get on the road. My shower didn’t take long since and I would be sitting on my sons lap for five hours.
I wanted to wear something real comfortable. My jeans would be too tight. Plus it was too hot to wear them. I looked in my closet as I was going through my clothes and I found a summer dress I brought.
It was the short type with sleeveless arms. It buttoned up in the front. I unbuttoned it and put it on. When I finished buttoning it up, I noticed it showed my bra too much. I took it off again. I removed my bra and put the dress back on.
I looked in the mirror and I really didn’t need a bra and even at thirty seven my tits were still perky. The dress was short. It only came to the middle of my thighs. I slipped on a pair of white panties. I took one last look in the mirror. I thought to myself and for a mother of an eighteen year old son.
I still looked good and I know my husband still likes what I look like. He tries to fuck me at least five times a week. I heard the car horn and I ran downstairs, closed and locked the front door and headed for the car. My son was already in the seat.
I sat down on his lap and swung my legs into the car. I looked down and notice my dress barely covered my thighs. It rode up pretty high. My son was wearing baggy shorts and a t-shirt. I closed the car door. I was glad I was wearing this dress.