Thelma pov.
“Why are you looking at me like you have seen a ghost?” Mom asked sarcastically as she swing her dress around showing off her dress to me and whole body to me. I am still sited in the bathtub after the fingering that i did to myself not long ago.
“ How would i fail to look at some one like you , you look extremely beautiful in that dress .” I replied and i was not kidding at all. She was looking so beautiful in deed .
“Wow! Hope you are not just trying to talk that way because i am your mother .” She uttered. Of course that was not what i was doing . My mom is a very beautiful woman even in the fact that she was in her forties .
“By the way , you have not told me, which special occasion do you have that has made you dress in such a dress.”
“Come on , can't your mom dress
