But it wasn't normal for Elaine to feel nervous or tongue-tied around a guy like she was that day in her SUV with Matt. She blushed when he took note of her calling him baby, and then felt her p***y heat up unbearably when he gazed at her half exposed t**s like he didn't care about getting caught. His eyes finally rose back to her face.
"I like making you proud, Mom," he told her. "But that's easier to do if we win."
"Oh, ba ..." she cut herself off before saying baby again. "Uh, Sweetie, I'm proud of you no matter what."
"I know. I just like seeing the look on your face when we win."
This was unexpected. She didn't know he paid that much attention. Casting one more glance between her son's thighs, Elaine started the engine and drove out of the parking lot. They made small talk on the
