My Son(25)

“But Max…”

“But Max nothing hon, It means that I can look after him” She gave Kelly a mock hurt look

“Don’t you trust me?”

Kelly had laughed at the corner she was neatly being pushed into

“I’m not getting out of this am I”

Beth had laughed shaking her head

“Good…then Celeste will be here at 2. So if you want I’ll watch our boy for you”

“Thanks Beth” she had said with a grin

At 2 Celeste had appeared as scheduled. The woman was not exactly what Kelly had expected wrongly suspecting that she would be one of those sophisticated beautiful women who would be aloof and hard to deal with. However, the reality couldn’t have been further from the truth, as Celeste was small and chubby with a warm and friendly smile lighting up her features, wearing bright clothes and more make-up than was called for, as she had chatted constantly.

“It is good to meet you” she had said hardly pausing for breath

“You are so lovely”

Kelly flushed “No…”

“But yes” she had insisted in her broken English

“come..” she had said grabbing a large pile of dresses, each securely contained within closed dress bags, more than Kelly had ever thought would be possible for one person to carry, and seeing the other woman struggle she had insisted on helping, which had made Celeste smile with gratitude.

“Thank you” she had breathed moving quickly ahead of Kelly from her old car

On entering the house she had been warmly welcomed by Beth as the two had chatted animatedly for several seconds in Spanish. Kelly had not been able to follow the conversation but it was clear that they knew each other very well, and she could only draw one conclusion from that, that Celeste had provided the same services for many other women in this house. Once more Kelly had remembered how Trudy had talked about how generous M

arc had been, realising that it wasn’t just jewellery that he had been generous with, this thought making her frown softly.

With a final laugh and both women cooing and “ahing” over Max who was being held in Beth arms desperately trying to get back down to the floor, Kelly and Celeste had finally moved upstairs to begin the search for the perfect dress for the party.

“Now Marc, he say to me your size” Celeste stated opening the large wardrobes which occupied part of her room and placing all of the bags neatly on the almost empty rails

“He get you good” she had said looking carefully at Kelly. “Very good”

“OK” we start. You must remove clothes” she had said in a matter of fact voice. Kelly had been embarrassed at the thought, not used to other people dressing her, but Celeste’s professionalism and determination soon saw her standing in only her underwear.

She had tried on dress after dress and had been impressed with each and every one, as Celeste had walked around her with each new outfit, and had either put her hands up with delight

“Yes…yes” or shaken her head with “No”

Quickly the dresses were sorting themselves into two piles, as Celeste had hummed and hawed over one particular bag, before finally seeming to make up her mind and pulling from it a gold dress which Kelly had felt seemed to very much lack in material. Looking at her Celeste had indicated that Kelly should completely remove all her clothes, as she had shaken her head

“I don’t think so” she had said in horror. However, Celeste had shaken her head



“Pants are built into dress” she had said showing Kelly the inbuilt underwear in the same material which seemed to double as inner lining. Kelly had finally given in pulling on the dress which was completely backless. The material at the front split at her belly button and then joined again as a halter top which clasped at the back, the material skimming her supple body revealing every curve of her perfect figure. Celeste’s hands had flown to her mouth

“Perfecto, perfecto” she had cried “This dress was made for you. This is the dress you must have” she had said happily

Kelly on the other hand was still struggling with the amount of skin which the dress revealed, especially at the back which was completely bare, as it dropped so low that it stopped only at the very base of her back, showing how her spine had arched beautifully to her perfectly shaped bottom. Another inch she thought and it would have revealed her buttocks.

“I don’t think so” she had stated with determination

“No, no” Celeste said “these other dresses” she waved her hand in their direction “are no good”

Kelly had removed the dress with a definite action

“Absolutely not” she had said in a voice which the other woman had realised would not be swayed and with a sigh the dress had been placed on the no pile.