Alex gazed at her for a second. Her long luscious legs were stretched out and her tube top pulled nearly off, revealing the tops of her enormous breasts.

Alex crawled back onto the mattress and Monica guided him back down between her silky legs.

Again she threw them up around him, this time crisscrossing her ankles together above his ass, locking him in.

She could feel the obvious bulge resting against her.

“We’re not gonna be embarrassed, remember?”

“Yeah, yeah...I remember.” Alex said, still somewhat timidly.

“You’re not gonna try and hide it anymore, right?”

Alex nodded.

Monica giggled, lifted her head and planted a quick kiss on his lips “Thank you,” she whispered, then unlocked her legs and watched the cute teen squirm away.

Before noon Monica and Alex were able to get most of her things moved out of the master bedroom, but their new bedroom was now a disorganized mess.

Alex came down with one of the final boxes from his mom’s closet. “Hey Mom, what’s this? It’s a box that says ‘honeymoon’ on it.”

Alex handed her the box. Monica placed it on the bed and opened it. “Oh, these are things from the honeymoon your father and I took to Mexico.”

“Oh, like stuff you guys bought there?”

“Yup” she answered, thumbing through the items.

“That looks like a bikini.” Alex said.

Monica lifted a skimpy pink string bikini from the box.

“It is...it’s the one I wore on the beach practically the entire time we were down there.”

Alex stared at the tiny patches of fabric. “No way that thing’s a bikini,” he said jokingly.

“Do I have to prove it?”

Alex knew his answer, but he didn’t wanna seem too excited. “If you want to, I guess.”

“Well if I try it on I’m gonna have to do it before your sister gets home. It’s not the kind a thing I’d want her seeing me in.”

“I was just kidding, Mom. You don’t really have to. Alex said, a little surprised that his Mom took his joke so seriously.

“No, I don’t mind. I’ve been wanting to try it on again anyway. Just do me a favor and lower the shades. We don’t need the neighbors seeing me parade around in this thing.” Monica said with a giggle.

Alex’s heart was racing. “Naw, I guess that wouldn’t be good.”

Monica carried the bikini out of the room.

“Back in a few minutes.”

It was the longest few minutes of Alex’s life. Finally, he heard his mom stepping up the hallway.

“Just remember, I’m a little chunkier now than I was at 18,” he heard his mom say as she approached.

As Monica rounded the corner and into the bedroom, Alex literally felt his mouth fall open.

The skimpy two-piece barely covered her. Huge rolls of tit-flesh were spilling out everywhere.

The bikini fit snug around her curvaceous middle-aged body and the bottoms were so tight that they literally molded around the grooves of her snatch.

Her dark tan against the pink nylon fabric looked stunning.

With one leg cocked out in front of her, Monica placed her hands on her hips and fed her son a playful smile.

“Well, what do you think?”

Alex could hardly speak. “I see now why you wanted to close the shades.”

Monica giggled, then turned, displaying her backside for the captivated teen.

“Oh wow.” Alex muttered.

They weren’t G-string bottoms, but they were far from modest. Monica’s meaty ass cheeks literally split out from under them and put on display the type of ass that boy’s Alex’s age dream about.

“Well, definitely more snug than it used to be.” she said.

“Anybody home?” A female voice from the front door.

The voice startled Alex, but Monica seemed unphased as she looked out the door into the hallway.

“Down here Momma.”

Alex gazed at his mom like she was insane. She smiled back reassuringly.

“It’s ok...it’s just Grandma.”

Dolores stepped into the doorway with a huge smile. She was a gorgeous 57 year old. An older version of Monica, big tits and all.

“Well, look at you two. Having a fashion show here , are we?” Dolores said.

Monica kissed and hugged her mom. “I was just trying on an old bikini for Alex.”

“God, I haven’t seen you in that since we shopped before your wedding. Honey, you look stunning.”

“Thanks, Momma,” Monica smiled.

“And I’m sure my Grandson more than agrees, aren’t you handsome?” Dolores asked as she stepped over and hugged Alex.

“Yeah, hi Grandma.”

Dolores eye-balled the huge bed that filled the room.

“I was just on my way over to say hi to John, thought I’d stop by and see how the new bedroom was coming along.”

“Well, everything of mine is moved out of John’s room, now I just have to start organizing.” Monica said.

“Oh I think this room is going to be sooo perfect for the two of you...I really do.” Dolores said, feeding her daughter a warm meaningful smile.

Monica smiled in return.

“I do too.”

Dolores turned towards her Grandson. “And sharing that big fluffy bed with such a beautiful mother. How exciting.”

This made Alex smile and glance at Monica, who fed him a loving wink.

Dolores glanced at her daughter’s huge tits.

“Honey, I hate to say it but if those boobs get any bigger, you’re gonna topple right over.”

Monica’s breasts jiggled as she laughed.

“That’s ok...I have a nice strong roommate to catch me if I do,” she said, leaning against her son.

“Well remind me the next time you’re over. I have a bunch of satin bras that are all 44 triple-d’s. I never wear them and they might actually fit you now.”

“Thanks, after I gave birth to Maria I think I left Double-D land for good.” Monica said.

Dolores pulled a photograph out of the honeymoon box. It was a picture of John and Monica, newly married and on a beach in Mexico.

John was holding Monica piggy-back style, her big bikini-clad tits were flattened against his back.

“What a happy memory.” Dolores said.

Monica smiled, gazing at the picture.

“You should take it with you and show John. I don’t think he’s seen that picture in years.”

“Wonderful idea, darling. I better head over there now and let you two love-birds get back to work.”

Monica walked with her Mom to the front door.

“Love you, Momma. Tell John I’ll give him a call a little later, ok.”

Dolores left and Monica sashayed back into her and her son’s bedroom.

“Well, I better get out of this bikini before your sister gets home. Will you do me a huge favor?” Monica asked, batting her eyelashes.

“Sure Mom.”

Monica stopped in front of him and rubbed his shoulder tenderly.

“Will you take your sister to ballet while your mom stays here and works her magic in our bedroom?”

“No problem, Mom.”

She gazed up at him with love in her eyes.

“You’re so good to me. You know, with everything that’s happened...I’d be completely lost without you.”

For the second time that day they shared a deep passionate gaze.

Monica stood up on her cute little tip toes and brought her lips to her sons.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

She gave him a peck on the lips...then another...then another, gazing into his eyes and savoring his innocence.

They heard the SCREECH of brakes outside and Alex’s eyes got big.

“School bus!”

Monica gave him another quick peck. “Shit!” she giggled.

She started to leave, but then rushed back and gave her son more kisses, like a playful little schoolgirl. Both of them were laughing at this point.

“Geez, Mom.”

Alex watched her gracefully trot out of the bedroom, her big fleshy tits bobbling wildly under the flimsy bikini sling.

“Well, you look chipper today, son-in-law of mine.” Dolores said as she entered John’s hospital room.