I had a lot of clothes already."I don't know..." Mom was looking through skirts and I was looking through blouses a few feet away."What are we looking...for?" I wondered, because I really didn't know. "Like really nice clothes? Or like hanging out clothes?" Your father said we should look for something sexy," my mom told me, and I blinked at her."What?" I laughed, thinking I must have heard her wrong."Sexy, dear." She nodded and she sounded so serious I almost believed her."Yeah, right." I shook. I slid my hands down her back to her tight ass and started to massage it. She gave me a little moan and ground herself into my rock hard cock. I was ready to burst without even touching myself. She broke our kiss and pulled me along with her as she said "let's go upstairs". I followed her like a puppy, ready for whatever she had in mind. We went into her room where she had her bed pushed over to the windows, which were all open to let in the beautiful day. She sat on her bed and told me. " So, your not going to have him wear a condom?"Candice smiled and walked over and wrapped her arms around me. "Honey. If I'm going to fuck another man tonight. I want to feel his cock inside me. Not a condom. Besides. I'm on the pill."Candice kissed me hard so I left it at that!That afternoon Candice showered. The aroma of perfume started filling the air as she got herself ready for the evening. Candice is a little old fashion and loves romance novels. I knew she was going to wear something. She started crying with huge and loud racking sobs and sighs to catch her breath before another loud sob. I put my arms around her in a polite way and tried to comfort her; I couldn’t imagine what was wrong. I patted her back and kept asking her what was wrong, but that just seemed to make her cry harder.Sitting as we were, in the most conspicuous place in the mall, people coming down the escalator or walking by were looking at the little scene: an older man with salt and pepper hair, nicely.