When she finally pushed the sheets off her and sat on the edge of the bed the clock now read 9:10. With a yawn she stood up, a discarded t-shirt and p...ir of panties lay on the floor by her feet, stepping over them she walked from the bedroom next door to the bathroom turning on the light as she entered. Standing in front of the mirrored cabinet in the bathroom she looked at herself. Her brown hair messy from a nights’ sleep she ran her hands through it, pulling on a few knots in her hair,. " She hung up the phone."Sorry about that," she said, as she got up."It's ok. I should be the one who's sorry." I said."Well, I've got to go meet him..."I got up from the couch, but couldn't hide my massive erection, which Thu pretended not to see.We walked to the door but once we reached the hallway, I suddenly turned her around so that she was facing the wall and pushed her hard against it."What are you doing?" she said, as she pushed against the wall.My hands reached down into her pants,. Now she had suggested a spanking but that could wait as they moved to the bed and, with their upper clothing still on, his cock was at her entrance.He was soon inside her and they rocked together as his length slid in and out of her hungry cunt.The fucking got faster and he could feel his spunk starting to rise but he was determined to make her cum first.He rammed her a few more times and was thrilled when she exclaimed, "Shittt... oh, fuck... oh, fuck... ohhhh."As she was still in the throes. I wore skirts more frequently after my realization, all kinds but usually above the knees - and hose, in a colour that complimented the skirt. I had to go shopping of course, I hadn't a single skirt that short or enough variety in hose for my plans. And my own addition, to highlight where my son was looking most often, high heeled shoes - which had to convince him my dressing was for his benefit, as none of us wore shoes in the house, ever. My son liked my shoulder length hair in a ponytail or.