Youare going to wear these under your big flannel work shirt. And you aregoing to put this slip, garter belt, and stockings on too. If you behaveyours...elf, they will never know a thing about it." And if I don't?" I asked."Then I will have to show them this cell-phone picture of you creamingyour little red panties in the pickup truck this afternoon. Besides, Idon't think it will come to that, will it?" Right then and there I should have called his bluff. But the fact of thematter was that I. " mom, your beautiful, even my friends call you a milf, every time I see you, I just get an instant hard on, I can't help myself..... You turn me on so much"............ " that's very nice and all, but your my son , what happened in the car was a one off, it can't happen again hun.... It's just wrong"." Every Time I tried wanking in the last couple of days, all I could think off was you mom......no one can compare to you ". ........... She did not say anything for a couple of seconds,. You sit next to me, pick up your drink, taking a sip and say, "We should arrive at our destination in about 45 minutes now that we have started moving again." "Where are we going?" I ask. "You will see, you will see." I feel sort of funny, just sitting they're talking with my pants around my feet, so I put the drink down and start to pull up my pants. You stop me by saying, "Hey, who told you, you can put them back on? As a matter of fact, I want you naked. Take off everything. I am no where. “Both of us, I mean.”“Both of you,” he repeated with his eyebrows flying up.“We’re kind of a package deal now,” I said and gave Bethany a smile.“Wow. Okay. And what does that make me?”“Our secret boyfriend?” Bethany suggested with a helpless little shrug.I looked back at Mark who was frowning in confusion. “Secret boyfriend?”I knew what Bethany wanted. Our bestie connection was white hot at that moment. “You don’t like that bimbo you’re dating. Just dump her and play with both of us.