So I coaxed her into wearing shorts. I reasoned with her that jeans are fine, but not really as comfortable for cooking and housework as shorts might ...e. She agreed.The next day when Shyam came over, Bela was in knee-length loose shorts and a tshirt. Her perfectly shaped milky white calves were on display. Over the course of the evening, I noticed Shyam, for the first time ever, sneaking a few glimpses at Bela. He did it artfully when she was not looking, and when he thought I was not looking. The sleeves and sweetheart neckline were white lace-trimmed, as was the skirt bottom. We grabbed our outfits and move to the bedroom to prepare ourselves. We had spent the day lounging in our long silk robes so the task of changing was less difficult. I stripped down to my black 38D satin n' lace bra and panties. First came a silk and spandex waist cincher. Then a black full silk slip. I pulled on the maids uniform and Racheal zipped me in. I attached the black silk fishnets to a frilly. First, only touching it. Then she began kissing them with her lips, pulling down her mother's camisole to expose the breast fully. Dr. Mike was now breathing heavily to her daughter's knowing ministrations.By this time, when her breast and nipples were fully exposed to the cool air, Dr. Mike no longer cared how taboo this might seem. She wanted to know more.Colleen bent down and took one of her mother's nipples into her lips and suckled on it like her baby sister would. Since Dr. Mike was still. The girl had an agile tongue, too. Just the way he liked them.Hot, wet, and surly.The thing coiled around his shaft and squeezed it like a python.He felt a thick strand of pre-cum bubble out his slit.He felt his ball's shudder with untold delights.The girl was plainly a nympho.That was fine with him.All he'd done was bring her bags up to her mom and ask her where she was headed. She asked him to sit down a minute, and since he was nearly off duty, he accepted.The rest happened kind of.