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Date Posted: 08:42:45 01/16/26 Fri
Author: Robert (Son tries mom's girdle)
Subject: Girdle Story

Mom and me live alone. We have since I was five. My name is Jeremy, my mom is Mary. Mom kicked dad out when she caught him having an affair with a nineteen year old girl from his office. I can remember dad, but not all that well. Mom would never let dad come around, even years after they divorced. Mom said he was a bad influence.

Mom didn't go on dates after dad left. I guess she was too busy working and raising me. But now that I'm older and she has a better job, occasionally she will go out when asked. Mom is very good looking, attracting a man isn't a problem for her.

It was Friday, and that morning at the breakfast table, mom told me she was going out with a friend that evening. So she would make me something to eat after work, and then get ready to go out. I knew that meant I'd be home alone most of the evening, at least till mom got home usually around midnight.

It was a typical boring day at school. Just the same old thing, going to classes, getting homework for the weekend, and impatiently watching the clock. Finally the day was over and I headed home remembering that mom was going out tonight and I'd have the house to myself. At least I'd be able to pick what I watched on television. Mom typically controlled the remote.

When I got home the house was empty as usual. It'd be a couple hours before mom got home from work. So after getting a soda from the fridge, I went to my bedroom and started doing homework.
Fortunately my homework didn't take very long, and mom got home about the same time I finished. Of course the first thing she asked, "Is your homework done." I assured her it was and she made me something to eat. While I ate a hamburger and fries, mom went upstairs to get ready. She seemed kinda excited and nervous. She was definitely looking forward to her night out with the friend.

After eating I went up to my bedroom to hangout while mom got ready. As I passed by mom's bedroom door I saw it wasn't shut all the way. Apparently she had closed it, but it didn't latch leaving it open a little.

I glanced in and saw mom attaching stockings to a long leg girdle. I didn't know mom had a girdle. It must be new, it looked new. It looked tight on her, was white and had lace around the legs. I watched closely as she finished with her stockings. Then she went too her mirror and checked herself out while running her hands over it.

After adjusting the legs down a little and it's waistband up some, she went to her closet and picked out a dress. It was a dress that she wore to her office Christmas party a couple months ago. I remember her being nervous about wearing it. To "flashy" for her she said. But she wore it and looked amazing.

After taking it off the hanger, she unzipped the long zipper that ran up the back off the dress. Then, she stepped into the dress and pulled it up and over her shoulders. In a heartbeat I remembered how hot she looked wearing that dress.

Then I was very surprised by what she said, "Sweetheart, come here and zip me up." She knew I'd been watching her all along. I was so embarrassed. But I did what she asked, and sheepishly walked in to where mom was standing. As I came close, she turned her back to me and said, "Be careful, this dress fits sorta tight."

Nervously I took a hold of the zipper and tried pulling it up a little. It wasn't budging. The zipper reached part way down her bottom, exposing her girdle. I couldn't resist gently feeling it's silky material and ran my hands around her waist.

"Hey kiddo, your just supposed to be zipping me up, not feeling my girdle." Mom didn't sound mad so I pushed it a little further and slid my hands down to her bottom. This time after mom removed my hands from her tightly girdled bottom, she spun around and asked, "Jeremy, what are you doing!" Now I was definitely in trouble. "Putting your hands there isn't okay! Just simply zip up my dress!"

"I'm sorry mom, but you're wearing a girdle and I'm really curious what it felt like. It's really tight." "YES, of course it's tight, it's a girdle. That's how it holds me in, that way I look better in my dress. Now just zip me up and keep your hands to yourself!"

Mom turned around again and I zipped her dress up with some trouble, but I got it. "Thank you, I'm sorry I barked at you, but a son shouldn't be feeling of his mom's bottom. Now go downstairs and watch television while I finish getting ready."

I did as mom said, and went downstairs. But I couldn't get over how nice mom fell. So tight and smooth. I decided that sometime when mom wasn't around, I'd find her girdle and check it out.

After a few minutes mom came downstairs looking really nice. Her friend was supposed to pick her up any time now. Mom sat next to me on the sofa to wait. After a few moments of silence she spoke, "I know your curious sweetie, that's completely normal." Just then the doorbell rang. "We'll talk about it again sometime okay?" I nodded yes, still embarrassed by what I had done earlier.

Mom answered the door and they kissed. Her friend was tall and good looking. No wonder she was nervous about tonight. After mom introduced us, they took off for their date. His name was Jim.

So here I was, alone for the night, not knowing when mom would be home. The image of him kissing my mom stuck in my head. It made me jealous, it's supposed to be just mom and me, and not some guy kissing mom.

I watched television for most of the evening, wishing mom would come home. But no such luck. They're probably kissing. I wondered if he had discovered mom's girdle yet. I tried not to think about it. But it was hard not too.

It was almost midnight and I was tired, so I went to bed. It wasn't long and I was sleeping. But the instant the front door opened, I was wide awake. Mom was home.......it was 1:30.

As I listened, I could hear mom wasn't alone. Jim was with her. They were talking, laughing, and carrying on. I think they had been drinking some. Then it got quite, and in a few minutes I heard them come upstairs and go into mom's bedroom. I heard the door close and latch shut.

I could hear them quietly talking, but I couldn't hear what they were saying. Then it got quite again. I knew there was only one reason mom would take him to her bedroom. They were going to have sex. I couldn't believe what was going to happen across the hallway from my room. Soon they would be connected together. He'd be inside mom.

I wanted to run out of the house and down the street. But I didn't. I just had to lay here while it happened. I imagined him unzipping mom's dress, and then helping her out of her girdle. I was so jealous at the very thought of it.

It was all quiet for the longest time. I heard nothing. By this time it was nearly 2:30 and I was nearly asleep. In fact I think I had fallen asleep a couple times by now, waking up after a few minutes. I heard nothing.......until I did.

From the sounds I heard, it was obvious what was going on across the hallway. After a few minutes it once again got quiet. Now I couldn't sleep, knowing what had just happened. I just laid there staring at the clock.

After a few minutes I heard mom's bedroom door open. I didn't know if it was mom or her boyfriend. But who ever it was, they went to the bathroom. After a few minutes they came out of the bathroom and came into my room. I could see from the night light in the hallway that it was mom.

She came over to my bed, and laid something next to me. Then she went back to her bedroom. I felt for what she put on my bed. It felt like mom's panty girdle. It couldn't be. She didn't want me touching it. I reached for the lamp on my night stand and turned it on. Oh wow! Yes, it was mom's girdle. And it's right here in my hands.

I enthusiastically checked it out. Felt the firm nylon material, and even held it to my face. It smelled wonderful. After looking mom's girdle over I turned out the light and laid down snuggling with it. I couldn't figure out why mom would bring me her girdle in the middle of the night. But I was pleased she did.

The next morning, I woke up just as moms boyfriend was leaving. He stayed all night. I got up and put mom's girdle under my pillow. I wasn't sure if she'd be wearing it today or not. It's Saturday, probably not, unless she has another date with her boyfriend tonight.

When I walked into the kitchen mom was making breakfast. "Good morning sweetheart, are you hungry?" "I saw your boyfriend just left mom." "Oh yeah?........We had a sleep over. Did you see I brought you my girdle?" "Yeah I did, I'm surprised." "Really? I thought you liked it." "I do like it, but you got upset when I touched it last night."

"I'm sorry sweetie, I didn't mean to get cross with you. But you shouldn't touch me like you did. I hoped if I brought you my girdle it would make you feel better." "Yes it was nice to cuddled with." "Well I'm glad, but did you try it on? Are you wearing it now?"

"No mom I'm not wearing it, wouldn't that be weird? Is it okay with you if I do?" "Sure if your curious what it would feel like. Why don't you go upstairs and try it on." "Really mom? Are you going to make fun at me?" "No sweetheart, just go and try it on, see if you like it."

I went upstairs to my room and took mom's girdle from under my pillow. I sat on the bed holding it in my hands and feeling rather silly. I was about to try on a panty girdle, mom's girdle. I took my pajama bottoms off along with my underwear.

I quickly developed an erection, just like I had last night when I heard mom having sex with her boyfriend. I stood holding mom's girdle out in front of me. It looked so small, I wasn't sure I could even get it on. But I knew it would stretch, so I stepped into it. First my left foot, then the right.

As I pulled it up, I realized it was definitely going to be tight. I tugged at it first in the back, then in the front. Gradually I worked it up till I had it on. Oh yeah, this is tight, but it felt really nice. I ran my hands over the girdle. Smooth, silky, and tight. Actually it felt amazing.

I put my pajamas back on and went downstairs to find mom. She was in the living room sitting on the sofa. "Do you have it on?" I nodded yes. "It's tight isn't it sweetie?" Again I nodded yes. "So do you like wearing it?" "Mom, it feels amazing, can I keep wearing it for awhile?" I laid down on the sofa with my head on mom's lap facing the television. She put her hand on my hip. "Yes, of course you can, but I'll need it back for tonight."

"Mom......" "Yes sweetheart." "Are you going to have sex with your boyfriend again tonight?"

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