"You have to keep it down, Elsa," I warned, my voice low. Her cock was nestled comfortably between my breasts, the leaking precum wetting my cleavage. "Or do you want the whole mall to know just how good your mommy's making you feel?"

Her hands flew to my hair before I immediately slapped them away. "What did I say about touching?" I said mockingly.

When I told Elsa I wanted to practise being more dominant on her, I doubt she expected me to be doing that. Surely I would have waited until we got home at least. But no. There we were, locked away in the break room of a lingerie store doing something no mother or daughter should ever be caught doing.

The day had started off innocently enough.

"I'm going to the mall to try and pick out a gift for Anna." I was already by the door with my keys, ready to go. "Wanna come along?" I asked, quickly shutting the video tutorial I was quietly watching on my phone. "It'll be nice to get out of the house."

Elsa took after me. She hated shopping, unlike her sister who lived for it at the expense of my wallet. But occasionally if she was in the mood she didn't mind coming to the mall with it's air-conditioned stores acting as a protector from the sweltering summer heat. And I found that shopping with someone who hated shopping just as much as I did made the entire process more bearable, if only just slightly.

"Give me two minutes to change," she said, bolting to her room. "Start the car first!"

In my infinite wisdom, I had left the car parked in the sun instead of in the garage, so I blasted the AC and wound down the windows to let the hot air escape. I made sure as little of my body touched the seat as possible until I deemed it comfortable enough to sit on properly. Once the car finally reached an acceptable temperature, I caught sight of Elsa coming out of the house and locking the main door.

"Isn't Anna at the mall right now?" Elsa asked as she buckled herself in and we pulled out of our street. "Maybe it's not the best idea to go looking for her present now."

"She's working until six. I told her I'd pick her up after so I might as well kill two birds with one stone and get the shopping done too. Anna isn't particularly observant. I'll just keep whatever it is I buy for her in the trunk so she doesn't see it. Or maybe in my bag."

Elsa hummed. "I don't know, Mom. I think you give Anna a little too much credit. We could pick her up in a flashy sports car and she wouldn't notice until a few days later." We both laughed at that. "What are you planning to get her anyway?"

"I'm thinking maybe a piece of jewellery. Her birthstone is a pearl but I don't wanna get her just a regular pearl necklace. The store is supposed to have some newer, more modern designs."

Elsa sniggered amusedly, covering her grin with the back of her hand.

"What?" I asked defensively.

"You have no idea what a pearl necklace is, do you?"

"A string of pearls that go around your neck?" Her expression told me that I was probably way off. "Why? What does it mean?"

"Nothing. That's really sweet. I'm sure she'll love it."

I ignored the fact that Elsa was going red in the face trying to hold back her laughter, making a mental note to look it up later as I continued. "And I have another gift in mind, but I think I need your help with it."

"What is it?" she asked innocently, blissfully unaware of the idea I was about to propose to her.

"I…" I took a deep breath to psych myself up. "I wanna give Anna a lap dance."

Elsa did a double take, turning to face me with wide eyes. "Woah."

"I've been watching videos on it, trying to learn the ropes, but I have no idea where to start. I can't dance. People online make it look so easy but there are so many moving parts and I would be absolutely mortified if I messed it up."

"Anna would love that," she said before quickly correcting herself. "I mean she'd love the lap dance. Not you messing up. Though I'm sure she wouldn't mind that either."

"I know but I still want to give her my best on her special day."

"Yeah, I get that." She paused for thought, the cogs in her mind spinning. "Okay, think about what you wanna do for her. How do you want the night to go?"

"I know she's spending the day with friends from college. They're going on a massive shopping spree and then maybe having a spa day, but I told her to be home before sunset."

"I have that dinner planned for her," Elsa continued. "Her favourite sandwiches. I didn't want anything too filling since I know she'll be having a big lunch."

"Okay, perfect. So you both can do your dinner while I get myself ready. Then after, I'll put on a show. Except I have no idea where to start."

"Well, have you thought about what you actually wanna do? Like do you wanna start off naked right off the bat or strip for her?"

The idea immediately appealed to me. "I think I'd need a good outfit for that, though."

"That's fine. There's a lingerie store at the mall. It also sells toys and other stuff so we might be able to kill two birds with one stone."

I blushed deeply, gripping the wheel a little tighter. "I can't be seen in a place like that! What will people think?"

"Trust me, Mom. People in that store don't judge others in the store. We're all equally perverted."

"And what about when I walk in or out of the store? Other shoppers would definitely judge."

Elsa frowned briefly. "Don't worry. I have a friend who works there and owes me a favour. She should be on shift now and can get us in and out by the employee entrance around the back. She can also give us unmarked paper bags so no one will suspect a thing."

"Should I be concerned that you have a friend who works at a sex store?"

"I'd say you know weirder things about me, don't you think?"

"There's not much I can say to that."

"Great. Anything else I should take note of?" she asked.

"Kind of. I don't know how else to put it, but I want to try and be a little more dominant. I have been with Honeymaren and I think Anna would like it. I just don't know what exactly I need to do."

Elsa immediately perked up, clearly already possessing a wealth of knowledge to unload onto me. "Well, there's no 'exact' thing you need to do. The important thing to note is that dominance is more than just being rough with each other. It's about you having confidence to take the reins. I know you have what it takes, but you just might not know how to go about actually doing it."

"So how do I do it?"

She pursed her lips together, her nose wrinkling a little as she thought about it. "Use your authority to your advantage. We're both older than her. Remind her of that and make it clear you call the shots."

"Okay…"

"Maybe instigate a 'no touching' rule when you first start out, so that way you'll be more in control."

"Uh huh-"

"And most importantly, don't be afraid to fail."

I glanced at her briefly as I looked back to park the car. "What exactly do you mean by that?"

"Don't be afraid to switch. The balance of power between people can slip so easily, especially when they're being intimate together. If you try to hold onto it as it slips away, you could be trying too hard and it might ruin the mood. I'm sure Anna will let you take charge, but if you ever feel like she might want to take over, don't be afraid of letting her. It'll still be something you both enjoy, even if it isn't what you planned."

"That's actually… pretty great advice," I said, engaging the breaks and unbuckling my seatbelt.

"Did you really expect anything less than great?"

"No, I just didn't expect to be getting great sex advice from my own flesh and blood."

"I think that by now, you should just expect the unexpected."

"Fair enough." I locked the car and we made our way towards the mall entrance.

"We should go to the jewellery store first," Elsa suggested, looking down at her phone. "My friend says there are people in the store right now but she'll let us know when it's empty."

"Wait!" I said, grabbing her arm. "We should go in by the side entrance. The Tea Room is right there. She might see us."

I was proud of Anna for getting her first job completely on her own merit. She applied to wait tables at a small local cafe. Secretly, I think it was all part of her master plan to spend as much time as possible in an overly large shopping complex. Oh well, as long as it brought home the bacon.

Elsa followed my lead, going around the side of the mall to get in using another entrance. The jewellery store, Tink's, was right by where we entered, and when we stepped inside, it was like I was blinded.

Every ornate accessory glimmered under the lights of the store, creating an iridescent effect that sparkled off the walls. There were so many jewels and precious gems set in different metals and stones that I immediately felt overwhelmed.

"You're definitely spoilt for choice," Elsa said, gently nudging me with her elbow.

"Where do I even start?" I mumbled, slowly trying to take everything in.

"Can I help you ladies with anything?" the store clerk asked, popping up from behind the counter. She was in the middle of tying her hair into a bun, balancing it perfectly atop her head. "I'm Tink, by the way."

"Hi, I'm looking for something for my daughter. She'll be turning twenty in a few days. I was thinking something with pearls since it's her birthstone?"

"We have some pearl accessories here you can take a look at," she said, gesturing to one of the displays. She also busied herself by looking through some things behind the counter. "What are you thinking? Earrings? Necklace? Bracelet? Brooch?"

"Maybe some earrings," I thought aloud, looking at some pearls set in silver hoops.

"Those won't work," Elsa said. "Her ears aren't pierced."

"Didn't you both get piercings last winter?" I asked.

"Anna's got infected so she took them out and the holes closed."

"That's why it's best to get piercings when you're a baby," Tink said, taking out a myriad of boxes. "The older you get, the more complicated the process becomes."

"Welp, I guess I'll keep that in mind for the next kid," I joked. "Maybe a necklace then. I rarely see Anna wearing bracelets."

"I have some of these that you can take a look at." Tink opened a few boxes and placed them on the counter for me to inspect. Most of them were the standard pearl necklace with precious orbs all the way around.

"These are great, but I was wondering if you have something a little more modern?" I asked. "Maybe something simple? Whenever I see these kinds of necklaces, I just think of the scene where Batman's parents die."

Tink opened her mouth to say something when the store's phone rang. "Hello?" she picked up, throwing us an apologetic glance. "I'm so sorry, it's my supplier calling. Could you give me five minutes?" she asked, a hand over the receiver.

"No problem, I'll just look around for now," I told her, letting her get back to her call.

Even though I was supposed to be looking at pearls, my eyes were drawn to other, more colourful gemstones. Green emeralds glittered, set in a small tiara. A ruby choker, red as blood, looked unimaginably enticing. Like the world's most expensive collar. Something blue drew me closer to it and I was almost going to inspect it more closely before Elsa beckoned me towards her.

"How about this?" she asked, gesturing to one of the head mannequins wearing what I immediately knew was the perfect fit. Freshwater pearls cascaded down the neck's silhouette, set on delicate gold wire. It was nothing like I'd ever seen before, something totally different from the regular images of pearl necklaces you would conjure up. It looked like a mini pearl waterfall.

"Oh, it's perfect," I gasped, reaching out to touch it. "Do you think she'll like it?"

"I think she'll love it," Elsa replied, hugging me from the side. "Also, my friend just texted me. The store's empty and her manager's not in so she can close it while we're browsing so we have some privacy."

I didn't know exactly what Elsa was implying by 'privacy', but it couldn't have been entirely innocent judging from how her hand slowly began to wander towards the small of my back and beyond. "Oh, she doesn't have to do that," I said while blushing. "I wouldn't want her to get in trouble."

"It's no trouble," Elsa assured me, leaning in to whisper into my ear. "Remember, she owes me."

"Find anything you like?" Tink interrupted, causing the two of us to practically jump apart.

"Y-yup," I stammered, already becoming a flustered mess at just the close proximity to Elsa a few moments ago. That was not confident, dominant behavior. "We're gonna go with this one."

"Fantastic. This is a display piece so I'll just grab a new one for you. It'll be at the counter."

Elsa leaned in once again. "I've gotta go to the bathroom. Wrap up here and meet me around the back of the mall, near the parking lot." And with that, she was gone.

"Price is the same as on the display," Tink said, ringing me up. "Will you be paying with cash or credit?"

"Credit," I said before glancing over at the blue stone I saw earlier. "Actually, could I get a look at that too?"

XXX

Once the shopping was quickly deposited in the car, I made my way towards the back part of the mall, where all the dumpsters and air vents were. It wasn't the ideal environment to be in, but if it would get us in and out of that store without anyone noticing, I was willing to do it.

Elsa caught sight of me and waved me over to her, glancing behind me to make sure no one else was there.

"Sweetie, will your friend care that you're going lingerie shopping with your mother?" I asked in a low voice.

She shook her head. "She doesn't have to know. I won't make our familial relationship clear when we're in there. And even if she suspects it, she'll keep her mouth shut. Like I said, she owes me bigtime."

"What exactly did you do for her?"

"Don't ask questions you don't want to know the answers to." We approached one of the doors and she glanced briefly at her phone before going up to it, knocking twice firmly on it. The metal made a reverberating sound and I immediately felt a thrill run up my spine. It felt like we were on some kind of heist or secret mission.

The door swung open and Elsa's friend leaned against the doorframe. She was tall and slender, towering over both of us. The girl absentmindedly brushed her curly bangs out of her eyes, the rest of her auburn hair tied in a high ponytail with a thick tie. "Hiya Blondie. Blondie's friend." At least she didn't suspect any familial relation between Elsa and me. Unless she was just mocking us.

"Meg." Elsa nodded firmly in her direction. "How much time do we have?"

Meg made a show of glancing at her watch before pointing her eyes skyward as if deep in thought. "I can give you ten minutes," she said finally. "You're welcome to stay after, but the store will be open to the public."

"Thank you," I said gratefully as she let us pass. I followed Elsa's lead as she walked through where I assumed they were storing extra supplies. We passed an empty break room before going through a door that led to the main store, entering behind the counter. The whole place was dimly lit by a few warm red lights. I saw that the mannequins in the window display were all adorned with lewd articles of clothing and I wondered how I'd never noticed this place before and how they could display stuff like that in a mall with children.

"Do I even want to know how many times you've done this before?" I asked, immediately intimidated by all the sexual paraphernalia around me.

"Don't ask questions you don't want to know the answers to," she repeated. "Lingerie first?" she asked.

I glanced over at the counter and saw that Meg had thankfully put on a pair of heavy duty headphones. I prayed she couldn't hear our conversation. "Sure."

"Any particular style you're going for? This place seriously has everything, from regular bras and panties to full on roleplay outfits."

I hummed to myself, mindlessly thumbing through the displays, my eyes sweeping over the shelves. "Maybe something a little more elaborate," I lamented, my fingers constantly revisiting the feeling of smooth silk coupled with more sophisticated lace.

"How about a corset?" Elsa suggested, picking out a black one embroidered with red roses.

"Aren't those supposed to be really uncomfortable?" I asked, cocking my head to the side.

"Maybe in the 1800s, but modern designs are much less imposing while still looking great.

"In that case…" I traced my fingers over the material, loving how the satin felt on my skin. "I like it but I'm not a fan of the roses. Is there a plain version?"

Elsa dug through the racks before procuring one that was the same material and cut, but plain black with a red backing behind all the ties and strings. When I looked closer, I realised that the outfit wasn't just a corset, but also a black g-string which was pretty much just two triangles of fabric and two strings.

"It's certainly very… revealing," I said plainly, a blush creeping up over my cheeks.

"Well, if you wanted more material…" Elsa pulled out a matching pair of black stockings that looked like it fit perfectly with the set. "I think that this may be a good time to tell you Anna kind of has a thing for feet."

I shook my head, unable to keep back a grin. "I'm going to look ridiculous."

"You're going to look hot," she corrected.

"I don't know…" I nervously plucked at a loose thread at the hem of my shirt. "Maybe I'm being overambitious."

Elsa frowned, tapping my chin so I looked up at her. "Why? What're you so worried about?"

"That I'll make a fool of myself?"

"Don't be worried about that. It's not even like you're doing this for someone super important. You're doing this for Anna."

"That makes her the most important."

"But she won't be judging your every move. She's not like your boss or anything."

I visibly cringed. "You just put an image into my head that I never wanna think about ever again."

"Sorry. My point is that Anna won't care about what you look like in a corset or whether you'll trip over while giving her a lap dance. The fact that you're even trying to do this for her is a good enough gift because it shows how much you care."

"I don't know where you get your confidence from," I said sadly. "It certainly wasn't from me."

"I beg to differ," she countered. "You have plenty of confidence, just maybe not in the bedroom but we can work on that. You've come a long way from when we first started out. Anna told me how shy you were the first time you were together."

"I just hope that I can get my confidence up in time for her birthday,'' I sighed.

"Well, let's start now. We'll try this on and you're going to see how amazing you look. There are changing rooms in the back, but you have to keep your underwear on."

"Oh…" I glanced at Meg who wasn't paying us any attention. "How much time do we have left?"

Elsa glanced at her phone. "Six minutes. But everyone in the mall isn't suddenly gonna run into the store just because the sign is flipped. We'll still go out the back way whether or not there are people in the store."

I gripped the outfit in my hands. "Okay. Where do I go?"

"This way." Elsa directed me to a corner of the store where there were a few stalls. Or as close to stalls as they could get. More like a few curtains surrounding mirrors.

As I stepped inside, I realised I had no idea how to get any of that stuff on. Just because I had a dream where I was wearing a corset didn't mean I had any idea how to actually wear one. "Elsa, I might need some-"

"Help?" I nodded. "Okay, make some room." I scooched over for her to join me in the small space and she pulled the curtain shut behind us.

"W-what do I…"

"Clothes off," she ordered. "Come on, this should be the least awkward part. It's nothing I haven't seen before."

She took the outfit from me and I slid out of my jeans and t-shirt, draping them over the provided chair.

"Okay, now face away from the mirror. I don't want you to see yourself until we're done."

I turned around so I was facing the curtain, hugging my arms to my body, feeling completely exposed.

"Arms up," she commanded, gently nudging me. I obliged and felt her wrap the material around my body. She began tying the strings at my back and I felt the corset cinch at my waist. It felt tight, but not uncomfortably so. I ran my hands up and down my body and felt that my figure was so much more accentuated. I hadn't even seen myself yet, but I kind of loved it.

"Is it too tight?" Elsa asked.

I tried to move around, feeling that I could rather freely. "It's fine."

"Good. Now step into these."

She held out the flimsy excuse for panties that I stepped into, pulling them over my own underwear. "Can I turn around now?"

"Not yet." Elsa adjusted everything so that the g-string was in the right place before handing me the stockings. She let me lean on her for balance as I pulled them onto my feet after kicking off my sandals. I tugged at the lace, making sure they stretched over my skin properly.

"Now?" I asked.

My daughter smiled, placing her hands over my eyes. "Turn around, and no peeking… I can feel you opening your eyes!"

"Well it doesn't matter if you're covering them anyway!" I laughed.

"Okay, behold!" she exclaimed, pulling her hands away extravagantly and allowing me to confront myself.

I was… stunned. In a good way. Although I still had my regular underwear on that took away from the full look, I still could envision how I would look without it. The stockings came up to my mid thigh, it's lacy patterns standing out against my skin. I could imagine that the g-string wouldn't keep much hidden and I welcomed that fact. The corset was what surprised me the most. My cleavage was exaggerated thanks to the way it hugged my body. Everything felt tighter in a kind of pleasant way. It made me feel younger. I did a turn, shocked at how elegantly the ties were done around my back, looking neat enough to keep everything together and yet one tug away from letting everything fall away.

"So… what do you think?" Elsa asked, eyeing me suspiciously.

I thought about it hard for a few moments. "I think it needs a skirt."

"What? No way! It's perfect."

"No but think about it. A small, short black skirt. The tiniest we can find. Anna's waiting for me to strip for her and the first thing I do is bend over for her, showing her my soaking wet pussy underneath that's barely contained by these." I took her hand in mine and let her finger catch the end of the string, tugging slightly and smirking as I watched her expression grow slack jawed.

"You're right. It does need a skirt."

"But what about you? What do you think about this?"

She kissed my exposed shoulder, her lips tickling. At the same time, it was her turn to lead as she brought my hands to her crotch, pressing firmly. I gasped as I felt the hard length poking at my hands from behind her jeans. "This is what I think about that."

I smirked, cupping it harder before I jumped, hearing Meg yelling at us from outside. "One minute, Blondie!"

"Okay!" she yelled back before redirecting her attention to me. "If we're quick, I can pay while you get changed and we can still head out the back way before the sign flips."

"Actually… screw that."

She held back a laugh. "Seriously?"

"Yeah. If we're gonna work on my confidence, might as well start by getting over my fear of being seen in a sex store."

"I…" Elsa was clearly shocked, fumbling to find her words. "Okay then. But rein it in a little bit because I'm pretty sure you can't go walking around the store like that."

"So you don't want me to walk around like this?" I asked, swaying my hips for effect.

"I don't want us getting kicked out of the mall," she clarified. She reached behind me to help me untie the corset but I stopped her. "What?"

"Let me try to get out of this thing myself. Practise for the real thing." I moved my hand around to tug at the string before shifting higher to loosen it. It came undone easily, which was good because I had a feeling I wouldn't be spending a lot of time clothed on the day itself.

As I undressed, I caught Elsa staring. She wasn't being very subtle about it either. I almost wanted to stay in my underwear and pull her jeans to the ground, but there was only a curtain between us and the rest of the world, and at that moment I heard some other customers come into the store so I refrained.

Once my clothes were on, we left the makeshift dressing room and headed towards the counter, my eyes scanning the shelves as we passed them. "Do you think we should get handcuffs?" I asked, spotting some leather padded ones. "In case she tries to break the 'no touching' rule."

"I have some at home," Elsa said casually. My mind immediately thought of her using them on me and I almost tripped over just thinking about it.

"This is your total. Cash or credit?" Meg asked as she swiftly rang us up.

"Cash please," I said quickly, ignoring the other couple browsing through the racks. I wasn't exactly ready for this purchase to show up on my credit card bill.

She put the lingerie into an unmarked paper bag for us. "Still wanna go out the back exit?"

Elsa looked at me for the answer as another group of people came into the store. Then an idea hit me. "Yes please."

"Really?" my daughter asked, surprised. "But I thought you wanted to-"

"Back exit please," I said again, clamping a hand over her mouth.

Meg shrugged, moving aside so we could get behind the counter. At the same time, she was waved over to help another set of customers, much to my delight. The door leading to the store was closed, leaving us in the poorly lit back area. My eyes quickly scanned our surroundings and I saw the small break room near the storage space. Elsa was already walking towards the exit but I pulled her along towards the break room, her wrist firmly in my grip.

"Mom, what are you-"

"Shh. You'll get us caught."

"But why are we-"

I paused to face her and gave her a firm smack on the wrist. "I said quiet."

The break room had a single flickering filament bulb dangling from the ceiling, casting it in a murky yellow glow. Bits of furniture were scattered around, including a table, a few chairs, a crusty looking couch and a TV mounted on the wall. As quietly as I could, I shut the door and bolted it shut, hoping that the customers outside would keep Meg busy. When I turned around, Elsa was looking at me absolutely flabbergasted. "Are you about to do what I think you're doing?" she asked softly.

I shot her a sultry smirk, strutting towards her and reaching out to cup her bulge. She bit her bottom lip once my hand was on her, feeling her up. "That must have been torture for you," I said, my voice thick with lust. "Seeing me in that outfit and not getting to do anything about it. Not able to undress me for yourself, not able to do anything in that sorry excuse for a changing room, not getting any relief at all."

Elsa whimpered, backing up into a wall as I strode towards her.

"I've been thinking," I continued, my fingers working at the buttons of her jeans. "I'm going to need the practise before Anna's birthday."

"Oh God…"

"Would you help Mommy out?" I asked, stepping back and gripping the hem of my shirt. As slowly as I could given my impatience, I lifted it over my head, swaying my hips as I did so until I was just in my bra and bottoms.

"Yes!" she exclaimed, hands gravitating to the clasp of my bra before I smacked them away again. "Ow!"

"Ah ah ah, no touching. Hands by your sides or I might have to go back and purchase that set of handcuffs to make sure you keep your hands off."

I knew Elsa was always the more dominant one, whether she was with Anna or with me, so her having to relinquish her control definitely ticked her off at least a little. She grumbled in discontent but obligingly placed her hands by her sides.

"Good girl," I praised, reaching around to unclasp my bra myself and letting it fall to the ground. I refrained from taking off my pants because realistically, I didn't know how much time we had alone, and I wanted to focus on giving pleasure for now rather than taking it.

Hands back to her, I got down on my knees right as her jeans hit the ground. Her boxers were quick to follow and before long, her thick cock sprang out. Seeing me in the changing room must have really gotten her worked up because she was practically at full length and I'd barely touched her. It gave me confidence for when I would actually wear that outfit in its entirety for Anna.

"Tell me what you want," I prompted.

"I want you to make me cum," she said eagerly. The way she said it made it seem more like a demand than a request and I wasn't the biggest fan of that.

"Elsa, is that really any way to speak to your mother? You need to ask properly."

She gulped, realising that she wouldn't be able to wield her power like she usually could. "Please, Mom, please make me cum, I'll…" Her voice was quivering. "I'll be a good girl, I promise."

I hummed with satisfaction, wrapping a hand around her length as best I could and revelling in the way she squirmed at my touch. "Are you sure?"

"Yes!"

"You won't touch me without my permission?"

"I won't."

"And you're going to help me practise over and over again until I get it exactly right for Anna?"

"Uh huh. I'll practise with you as many times as you need."

I smiled, planting a kiss on the tip of her cock. "Good. Now tell me, just how should I tease her?"

"Um…"

"Oh come on now, you know your sister best. What will she like? I know you're both especially partial to this." Without warning, I gripped her length and took as much of it down my throat as I could, which after weeks of practise was practically all of it. Elsa gasped, gripping the hem of her shirt to keep her hands to herself. "What do you think?" I asked, lickling her shaft like a lollipop.

"Anna will like that," she said, trying to keep her composure.

I smirked. "Hm. I'm sure she will."

Taking my time, I steadily bobbed my head up and down her dick, looking up and enjoying how Elsa struggled to not take control for herself. It was nice to see her holding back for my sake.

"Oh, and there's something else I wanted to try with you both," I said casually. "I do hope Anna will like it, but you'll just have to be the one to tell me." With that, I leaned back, bringing my hands to my breasts and rubbing them, kneading the soft flesh between my fingers. I smirked as Elsa's eyes bulged from just watching me.

"Please…"

"Please what?" I asked firmly, throwing her a steely glare.

She gulped. "Please let me fuck your tits."

"You love them, don't you?"

"I dio," she answered immediately. "We both do. Both Anna and me."

That made my heart soar. I felt a confidence surge in me like never before. This was good. Confidence helped with control.

Satisfied with her answer, I cupped my breasts, enveloping her cock between them. Elsa yelped fairly loudly and I was beginning to get worried about how loud she could get.

"You have to keep it down, Elsa," I warned, my voice low. Her cock was nestled comfortably between my breasts, the leaking precum wetting my cleavage. "Or do you want the whole mall to know just how good your mommy's making you feel?"

Her hands flew to my hair before I immediately slapped them away. "What did I say about touching?" I said mockingly. "You have to stick to the 'no touching' rule or else I'll stop and you'll get no relief until we get home, or maybe I'll make you wait even longer. Now what do you say for trying to break my rules?"

She whimpered helplessly, trying not to make a sound as I rubbed my tits up and down her cock. "I'm sorry, Mommy."

"That's better," I cooed, kissing the tip whenever my mouth got close enough to. "You need to tell me when you're close. We wouldn't want to leave a huge mess and risk your friend finding out exactly what I'm doing to you." I used one hand to cup her heavy balls for emphasis, feeling her release churning inside them.

Elsa shuddered, that single line holding so much power. "Mommy, I'm going to cum!" she almost screamed before clamping a hand over her own mouth to shut herself up. Upon hearing this, I sealed my lips around the head of her cock, determined not to leave a single trace of what we'd done. Letting out a string of curses I desperately hoped didn't carry to the main store, Elsa unravelled, shooting her load down my throat. I eagerly swallowed it, relishing the taste I had grown so accustomed to.

Once the spurts slowed to drips, I released her from my mouth, wiping the wetness from my lips with the back of my hand. When I looked up, Elsa had the biggest smile on her face. "That was amazing."

"You think so?" I asked, slipping my clothes back on as she shoved herself back into her pants.

"I think I don't know how much else I can teach you. You're like a natural when it comes to taking charge. Who would've thought?"

I smiled at the compliment. "Well, I've had some practise with Honeymaren, but I think I've still got a ways to go. Next time, we should practise with an actual lap dance. I was just worried about time."

Just as I unbolted the break room door, I heard the door leading to the store open.

"Let me just grab that for you!" Meg called out to who I assumed was a customer.

"Mom?" Elsa looked at me, her eyes full of panic.

"Hide!" I hissed, grabbing the shopping and diving behind the couch out of view from the door. Elsa fell next to me just in time. We heard the break room door open and Meg retrieved something from one of the storage closets. My heart raced as she dug through an array of items before she found what she was looking for, terrified that she would find us too. When she left and went back to the main store, Elsa started to get up but I held her down, afraid that Meg forgot something and would come back. After counting to five in my head, I deemed it safe to head out and motioned for Elsa to follow, the two of us silently leaving through the back door.

As soon as we were far enough, I released a sound of disbelief, a wave of tension leaving my body. "That was so close!"

"That was so risky," Elsa agreed. "And I love you all the more for it. Now, do you still wanna get that skirt or should we leave it for another day?"

I shrugged. "Let's do it another time. I'm all shopped-out. Plus, Anna gets off work right about now so it's about time we head home."

Once the shopping was deposited where Anna wouldn't see it, we drove around front to wait for her. As we waited, I decided to look up what a pearl necklace was.

"Hey guys." Anna stepped into the car as the page was loading. "Thanks for picking me."

"No problem…" I began before the page finally loaded and I blushed furiously reading what it meant. "Elsa!"

A/N - Hello dear reader! I anticipated a slower release schedule but just had a blast of motivation to write. What did you think of this chapter? Iduna is certainly getting more confident in what she does with her daughters and Elsa and Anna get to experience all the benefits of this behavioural change. Question: if you guys were to choose, would you rather the next chapter be Anna's birthday chapter or another wet dream but this time with Elsa and Anna involved? Both will be written and posted, it's just a matter of the order. As always, let me know what you think and until then, stay safe.