Angie

Everything had to be proper. I hated wearing stockings, they felt nice, but the garter belts were uncomfortable when I sat. And the shoes... I could never run in them, all tall and pointy. I did my homework, waiting till the last minute to change. I was allowed white or tan stockings, I picked a red dress so wore tan with the red garter. Red shoes, the heels were not as tall as what mommy wears, but 3 inches seemed too tall for me. 5 minutes later, the seems were straight and I went to dinner. Just the two of us, but it was always formal, 'were not animals.' Mommy would say. Dinner was uneventful, pussy but I could tell mommy was a bit frisky to. She would run her foot against my leg several times. She does that when she wants sex. Mommy cleaned up, and I went to listen to the radio, she joined me for the last few minutes of my program. A more adult program came on next, not my favorite, but I stayed to listen anyway. Mommy sat on the couch and did needle point as sat on the floor and played with whatever caught my attention that minute. The program was on for an hour, and I was feeling every minute of it. The brief satisfaction I received when I got home had long worn off, and I was ready to go. Mommy was ready too, I could see it in the way she would fidget on the couch, she did that when she was ready, but the prim and proper woman in her wouldn't let that get the best of her. No, sex would be on her time, on her schedule. When the program ended, mommy got up, taking way too much time to straighten her needle and thread. She then smoothed her dress void of all wrinkles, straightened her back seems as best she could, and closed the drapes. This was the point I got excited, prim and proper were not big just the expectations, they were adamantly adheared to, until the drapes were shut. She held out her hand to me, and helped me up from the floor, giving me a sly grin as she did. I had a feeling tonight was going to be one of her more involved and more vigorous efforts. She walked me back to her bedroom at the very end of the long tits hallway. I knew where this was going, so I started to unzip shortly after walking in, she lingerie stopped me. "I thought we would try a little make up on you." She told me. "I thought you said make up made young girls look slutty. " I shot back. "Maybe I want you to be a little slut tonight." She said, with a smile that seemed slightly aggressive. She sat me at her vanity and mirror, and began to apply. When she was done, I looked older, and she was right, I looked slutty, but in a good way. She escorted me to the middle of the room, and stockings twirled me around to look at me. "Well you look just delightful Mary Beth, you look simply good enough to eat." I stayed in bed and heard my parents leave for work. Eat me and fuck me hard. It seemed to her that love was currently lost to her and as she ambled from romance to romance, somehow she just ended pussy up in the escort business. I turned around slowly for her. She explained if she didn’t answer right away her husband was still up, but she would call him back as soon as she could. “This is a little something just for you,” I said as I pulled the two pool balls out and held them in my hand. Didn't want to hold back. "Not out here, oh no, please, please. Eventually Sam stopped spurting and Hailey released him and allowed him to pad to his basket and lick himself. Her cunt was throbbing uncontrollably, gripping and sucking the skewering shaft of his cock-meat. It would be helpful if you take it off and let me hang it up." I wish all of you a very Merry Christmas,” she says. When my alarm went off I lingerie nearly stockings tits leaped out of my bed with fright, I had been watching them shadowing the path I had taken the entire night. When we pulled into the underground garage, big Susan asked, "Wanna head over to the West End for a glass of tea?"