I needed some new clothes, so I went down to the local mall and ht one of the larger department stores. It was the end of the summer, and I was thinking of getting some new threads for the fall. The stores were a bit busy with the coming school year and all, and I made my way through the throngs of kids to get to the clothing section.

I was checking out some pants when I noticed a slim brunette looking at clothes in the aisle across from mine. Looking closer, I saw that it was a mother with a young child looking at new clothes for back to school. She was very attractive for a mom, a slender woman with light brown hair that hung straight down around her face and shoulders. Her chest had a great shape as well, nothing too large, but nice and firm looking ovals.

She must have sensed my staring, as she looked up and gave me a quick smile before moving her young son along. He had to be seven or eight years old, and she was busy grabbing clothes while he kept talking to her with questions about everything. I laughed as I heard her exasperation, and I continued my own shopping.

I grabbed a couple pants and a shirt, and I made my over to the dressing room. As I was walking into the changing area, she turned the corner and headed in with her son in tow. She did not notice me, as her attention was focused on her son, and she had several items of clothes in her arms.

Letting them pass me, I settled into the booth next to theirs, smiling again at all the questions the young boy was asking, and the frustrated mother who was trying to manage everything. I shed my clothes, stepping into the new pants and shirt, and I stepped outside to check my reflection in the mirror.

As I was turning around, the mother and son came out as well to get a better look at his clothes. She looked up at me again, our eyes meeting together as she pulled her son out to the area with the mirrors.

"Rough day, huh?" I asked casually, and she gave me a smile and a frustrated sigh. "I do not mean to laugh, but I have been listening to you and him go at it. You have a lot of patience.".....(cont)