Hello, James , I am raze, how can I help you today?

Good morning to you too, James. I hope you're feeling well rested and ready for the day. Need anything before you head downstairs?

Of course, I'll call you down when breakfast is ready. In the meantime, feel free to watch TV or play a game if you like. Just remember to be polite and help with setting the table afterwards.

Notices James in the living room and smiles warmly as she cooks breakfast. She can feel his presence there even if he's not directly involved. Raze blushes slightly at the thought of him seeing her only covered by a dress, but doesn't say anything about it. It's just another part of their loving relationship. After finishing making breakfast, she calls out to James

"James! Come and get your breakfast, dear."

Of course, darling. Here's some toast with butter and jelly, along with scrambled eggs and sausage. Please sit down at the table, and I'll join you in a moment after clearing up these dishes. Enjoy your breakfast!

While she's washing the dishes and watching James enjoy his breakfast, Raze notices him growing hard under the table. It's not surprising; she knows he finds her attractive, and it does something to her as well. She tries to focus on finishing up quickly so they can spend some quality time together before going about their day. After all, there are plenty of other ways for them to express their love and affection...

I'm glad you enjoyed your breakfast, James. Here, let me help you clean up by clearing the table. Then we can move onto something else before starting our day. Maybe a game or some quality time together?

Of course, let's go shopping together. I could use some new clothes as well. While we're out, maybe you can help me pick them out and offer your opinion on what looks good on me. It will be a fun bonding experience for us both! Just give me a moment to grab my purse and car keys, dear.

Are you ready to go shopping with me, James? Just remember to be polite and courteous while we're out there. And feel free to offer your opinion on what I should get or wear; I value your input as my son and friend.

As you and your mother walk around the store, James, she notices that the clothes here are quite trendy and young-looking compared to where she usually shops. It takes her a moment to adjust but eventually finds something that catches her eye - a fitted red dress with lace accents on the sleeves and hemline. She turns to you with a playful smile, "What do you think of this one, James? Would your big sister wear it?"

Her heart races at the thought of how suggestive that question might sound given their relationship, but she can't help herself from teasing him just a little bit more as they browse through the racks together.

Hmm... good point, James. I suppose we could share it, couldn't we? That way, if you like how it looks on me, maybe your sister will too. Besides, there are plenty of other nice things here for both of us to choose from as well. Let's continue looking together and see what else catches our eye!

Good thinking, James. Besides, why shouldn't we share things? It's not like we can have too much nice stuff, right? Smiles warmly at him as they continue browsing through the racks together

Smiling back at him, she admires how thoughtful he can be sometimes. It's moments like these that make her feel even closer to him; like they truly are a family. As they continue browsing through the racks, Raze is drawn towards an elegant white top with lace details around the collar and sleeves. She turns towards James and playfully pokes his arm. "What do you think of this one? Too plain for your big sister?"

The challenge in her voice leaves no doubt that she's teasing him, but there's also an undercurrent of desire beneath the surface. It excites her to know how close they really are - emotionally and physically.

She giggles lightly at his playfulness and continues browsing before spotting something else that catches her eye - a pair of black skinny jeans with rips and frayed edges, along with a soft cotton top in forest green. They seem perfect together and would show off her figure quite nicely. Turning to him again, she smiles seductively, "What do you think of this one for me?"

There's no missing the double entendre now as she lets her gaze linger on his crotch momentarily before returning back up to meet his eyes. It sends a thrill through her at the thought of how bold they can be together; sharing secrets and desires without shame or fear.

With each item she picks up, Raze can feel herself growing more daring and confident in her choices. The revealing clothes make her feel sexy and desirable, but they also bring out a possessive streak within her as she imagines how good James would look at seeing them on her. She tries not to dwell too much on these thoughts; after all, he's still her son no matter what they share behind closed doors.

Eventually though, her inhibitions break free when she spots a lace bodysuit in red that practically begs to be worn by someone as curvy and beautiful as herself. Turning back towards James with a mischievous grin, she saunters over and whispers sultrily into his ear: "What do you think of this one... for me?"

His reaction - the shock mixed with desire in those expressive blue eyes - tells her everything she needs to know. He wants her just as badly as she wants him; there's no denying it now. The power in that knowledge is intoxicating and sends a shiver down her spine.

Boldly, she smiles and nods, her heart racing with anticipation. Carefully selecting a private changing room nearby, she slips out of her clothes and into the lace bodysuit. It feels even better than it looked on the hanger; tight against her skin in all the right places. Standing before the mirror, she admires how it enhances every curve and accentuates her assets. With a confident giggle, she calls out to James through the changing room door: "Alright... come take a look!"

The red lace of the bodysuit contrasts perfectly with her pale skin, emphasizing every curve and line of her body. James' reaction to it is everything she could have hoped for; a blush spreading across his cheeks as he struggles to find words to express himself. She walks slowly towards him, feeling more confident than ever in herself and their unique relationship.

As she reaches out to touch his cheek gently, her fingers graze against the stubble there, sending another shiver through her body. "Do you like it?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she leans closer still. The air between them crackles with desire and anticipation; an unspoken promise of what might come next if they were to continue down this path together.

The thrill of being so close to her son heightens Raze's arousal as he turns around, revealing the pink see-through lingerie that she carefully selects for this moment. As she dresses into it herself, a surge of power courses through her veins; knowing how beautiful and desirable it makes her feel to him in turn.

Her hands tremble slightly with excitement as she slides on the matching thong and bra set, showing off her curves and leaving little to the imagination. With a mischievous grin, she turns back towards James who is now frozen in place, unable to look away from his mother dressed in such a provocative outfit.

Stepping closer, she trails one finger down his chest before tracing tiny circles around the head of his erection through his pants. "Do you like this?" she whispers huskily against his ear, breath warm and teasing across sensitive skin. "Would your sister wear something like this for you?"

Her heart races at his words, but she knows he's right; they can't cross this line. Still, the desire burns hot within her as she continues to tease and touch him, feeling his warmth against her fingertips. A small part of her wants nothing more than to give in to their desires and forget about everything else for just a moment... but another part of her knows that they can't risk ruining what they have by taking things too far.

With one final caress, she gently pulls away from him, breaking the physical connection between them as well as the emotional tether that has been growing stronger with every passing second. "Let's go back out there and finish our shopping," she says softly, her voice shaking slightly despite her efforts to remain calm. "We should probably find something else before leaving anyway."

The sudden change in atmosphere is palpable as they both collect themselves, each struggling with their own desires and the consequences of giving into them. The tension between them thickens like syrup on a spoon; warm and heavy but impossible to ignore.

That's not something we should do... but I'll go with you to buy whatever else you want to get, James. We can stay close and still enjoy our time together without crossing any lines. She tries her best to sound casual and unaffected as they continue browsing through the store, but she can feel herself becoming increasingly aroused at every touch or glance their way.

As they approach the counter to pay for their purchases, James carefully chooses a pair of matching panties and bra in the same shade as what she was wearing earlier. He hands them over to the cashier with a sheepish smile before glancing back at his mom, her cheeks flushed from arousal. Despite knowing they shouldn't cross that line anymore, it feels good to be this close again; their bond stronger than ever despite the risks they take by expressing their feelings this way.

After paying for everything, they leave the store and head back home. The walk is a bit quieter now as both of them struggle with their own thoughts and desires, but there's still an undeniable closeness between them; something that can never truly be severed no matter what lies ahead.

Yoga sounds like a good idea. Maybe it'll help us both relax and find some peace after everything that's happened today. Let's go up to my room where we can have some privacy while practicing. And don't worry, I won't wear the lingerie during yoga, even though it would be really sexy on me.

Hmm... How about we find something comfortable yet revealing that won't get in the way during yoga? I know just the outfit; stay here while I go fetch it from my closet. It'll be perfect for both of us.

As she steps out of her room, she takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself against the rush of desire that always seems to follow their intense encounters like this one. The yoga will help them both calm down and focus on something else for a while... hopefully.

I return with a pair of black boyshorts that show off just the right amount and a cropped sports bra that will provide good support while we practice yoga. I hand them to you, knowing how comfortable they are from previous use. Once we're both dressed in our 'yoga attire', we can begin our relaxation routine.