#41246 - Mom started wearing clothes which were a size too small for her thick, curvy body and she would purposefully squash her large E-cup breasts together to make her cleavage explode out of her blouse; her thong would be clearly visible through her skin tight pants or skirt and it would ride up her backside whenever she bent over. When Roger stayed over, they would be locked in the bedroom all night and I would hear Mom moaning loudly until she started screaming when she climaxed. We had become comfortable around each other, especially once she completely trusted me, but unfortunately I mistook her incentive for affection, and I started flirting with her and following her around the house like a shadow, until she shocked me one evening by arriving home with a date.