. Then put on something nice for him." "W-what should I wear?" she asked meekly. "A dress or a skirt. Something short and tight would be good. With hi...h heels and nylons, ok?"Beth was unnerved and bewildered, but she held her tongue and simply nodded her assent, leaving the room to do as he asked. Walking down the hall to her bedroom, she pondered whether there might yet be some way out of the dilemma, but she could sense her son was fixated on having her go through with this "date night". The strings only gave a whisper at his touch. The music was mostly in his head but it was a reassuring echo of Seth's song.Playing with Greg had become important to Seth because it had quickly moved to a point where he felt he could contribute something Greg might value. Greg had little experience with reading notes. He had confessed this to Seth the first lesson; he mostly played by ear and used tabs. Since then they had been learning from each other. Despite his piano background, Seth found. But underwear in her life had been practical, not sexy. And at Hubbard you didn't need sexy underwear.The bus ride was kind of bumpy. The last of the thunderstorms had rolled out the night before, though there was a hint another one might be coming late in the afternoon. But for the next few hours the day was supposed to be warm and sunny. It was the perfect day for lounging around the pool.She felt the rub of fabric against her skin as she walked into work. That ceased in moments as she. ..she wants you to press your wet cunt into hers...lips to lips...clit to clit...fuck baby....she wants your wetness to mix together.." She was grinding hard against me, so close....so nearly complete."Oh God Ann....cum for me! Cum for her!" At that moment Ann's body rocked against me and then she stiffened and quivered. Ann's orgasms were usually earth-shattering, and it took a lot for her to stifle this one. But she hadn't stifled it completely and I don't know how the observers didn't know.