Amelia maintained her training over the following two weeks, and as her third week came to a close, she started to observe someone else on the phone to see how they conducted themselves and dealt with typical day-to-day scenarios.
Even though she was old enough to be many of their mothers, she had gotten to know several of the young women in her course and had been invited to join a few of them on a weekend night out. On Saturday, a group of neighbourhood strippers performed a performance akin to "Magic Mike" at the community theatre.
When she told them that her daughter was coming to stay, she said that she couldn't go with them. But they insisted that they brought her along too.
Amelia picked her daughter up from the station and the first thing that she noticed was her car.
"Mum? This is a cool car. I'm so jealous."
On the way home, she told her about their invite.
"Really mum? I've seen that show at uni, it's quite racy you know.
They get naked."
She smiled at her daughter. 'If only you knew honey.' She thought.
She ultimately decided that she was in favor of going with them. She phoned the girl who had planned the event, Alison, and requested for another ticket. Alison expressed excitement to meet them both.
They enjoyed a ladies' night in and ordered takeout. They spoke till late, watched some TV, and drank a little. Amelia tired and claimed she had to get to bed as midnight drew near. As they ascended, Jenny turned around and gave her mother a bear hug.
"Mum. Would it be okay if I joined you for the night? She questioned.
Amelia glanced at her and naturally answered yes even though it shocked her.
Olivia spotted her mother's panties as they began to undress.
"Nice job, mom. Is it new?
She questioned Amelia as she took off her matching bra and underwear.
I saw Amelia nod.
"Yes. Olivia grinned and examined her entire body. "I treated myself, I felt like a change."
"Mom, you have a beautiful physique. It's unbelievable that you have two children.
Amelia grinned; praise, especially from one's child, was always welcome. She placed her hands over her body and down over her underwear as she stood in front of her daughter. As her mother moved her hands across the front of her underwear, Olivia's eyes followed her mother's movements.
"Mum?"
Amelia gave her a glance.
, "Yes, honey?"
The question "Have you shaved?"
Blushing, Amelia. She had forgotten how tightly her new underwear gripped her frame and accentuated her smooth, fresh pussy. She bowed.
"Yes. I've also changed something else.
When Olivia climbed into bed, she grinned.
"Well done, mom,"
Olivia turned and nestled into Amelia's side, leaning on her as Amelia crept up next to her daughter and grinned.
Mom, good night.
Amelia encircled her daughter with one arm.
Sweet dreams, honey. As she had done countless times before, she kissed her daughter's head and said, "Sweet dreams."
The next morning Amelia was the first to get up and take a shower. She had a towel wrapped over her as she emerged. Olivia was sitting on the bed when she returned to the bedroom.
"Good morning, honey." Her daughter's face was kissed as she knelt down.
Her towel came off as she got to her feet. She attempted to grab it but failed, leaving her standing naked in front of her daughter while blushing. Ivy chuckled.
Come on, mom. There is nothing to be ashamed about. Women, we've grown up. As well as. You look terrific. And I love how you look now.
Amelia laughed after turning to see her daughter. Making an effort to conceal oneself was no longer worthwhile.
It wasn't as if they hadn't before seen each other without clothing. Even in her adolescent years and in front of her mother, Olivia used to frequently stroll about in only her underwear. She also frequently saw her mother's rudeness.
When Olivia emerged from the toilet completely naked, Amelia had already dressed and was cleaning up. She turned to face her daughter, having made no attempt to conceal anything. She had a physique to die for and was stunning. She speculated, "I bet she's popular at university."
"Olivia, you've transformed into a stunning young lady."
As she stood and ran the towel through her hair, her kid grinned at her.
Thank you, mom. I believe I have your DNA. She beamed.
After a quick breakfast, Amelia drove the group into town. Like they used to when she was at home, they walked through the stores. She pampered her daughter, got her a few outfits, and after lunch the two of them went shopping.
Amelia bid her farewell after lunch and departed to see her father and spend the afternoon with him. She followed her daughter as she left while gazing at her. She had grown into a stunning young lady, and she was struck by how much her physique resembled her youthful self.
Just before six, Olivia arrived at home. Amelia watched from the living window as she hugged her father after Jack dropped her off.
She appreciated that they remained close. After what he did, she had been concerned that they may decide to cut ties with him, but they made their decision and moved on.
She was in a great mood as she entered. She pulled out a bag containing a skirt and some undergarments, revealing that her dad had also taken care of her. Amelia grinned to herself as she selected some undergarments and imagined Jack there in the store. She questioned whether her daughter had done that on purpose since she knew how uneasy he would have felt.
They only had a sandwich for a light snack because they intended to meet the other girls for pizza before the concert.
After taking a shower, they dressed. Olivia put on her brand-new undergarments, which she had purchased that day. Although it was too young for Olivia to contemplate, Olivia still found it to be very attractive and sensual. Olivia put up her new skirt, and Amelia saw how short it was. She liked her undergarments. She grinned at her child.
Olivia, wow. That is stunning. Being that short, you obviously need the legs, waist, and bravery to wear anything like that.
At her mother, Olivia beamed.
"Go ahead, mom. Your waist isn't much that much larger than mine, and you have wonderful legs. You could accomplish it.
Amelia regarded her while shaking her head.
"I sincerely doubt that. I wouldn't have the guts to wear anything like that, in addition.
Olivia approached her case and started poking around. When she turned, she was holding a skirt.
"Mum. Please put this on for me. She extended it to her.
Amelia fixed her gaze on it before turning to look at her daughter, who gave it a nod. Amelia took it and held the extremely short black skirt in front of her. She caught Olivia's eye.
Mom, you're only trying it on, so hurry up.
Amelia moaned and stepped into the skirt after grabbing it. She pushed it up over her hips and it fit, if a bit snugly.
She rose up and turned to face her daughter after rubbing it with her hands.
Wow, mother. You look terrific. Look at it.
Turning, Amelia approached the full-length mirror and peered at her image. She had to confess that she was amazed at how well it fit her. She swung around and peered behind her. She leaned a bit forward and laughed.