I've loved having youworshipping me and being able to make you go ga-ga when I paint my lipsor adjust my stockings - Oh Yes, I've seen and felt you wa...ching me sodon't look so surprised. I'll even be honest to admit that I wear skirtsand high heels because I know I have you under my spell and it is veryflattering - and very naughty of me," she added with a slight blush. "Ishouldn't have encouraged you but I did love your attention."Her words unburdened me of all much of the guilt and anguish. The shirt really did not fit. While I didn't have a manly chest, my shoulders were significantly wider than Mom's. She filled out the slack with a decidedly womanly chest.Mom glanced down to see what I was staring at, then looked back up. "You're right, it is a rather tight fit." I'm sorry, Mom. I don't have anything else clean. I was planning on doing my laundry on Sunday." And how many Sundays ago would that have been?" she grinned.I recognized a rhetorical question when slapped in the face. I ran my thumb across her lips then gave her another kiss. “What a waist “she said pressing her body against me “ I loved having sex with my husband”. “So why did you two separate” I asked, causing her to release my cock and turn away. “He didn’t like sex or children” she said coming back with some wine then lit the candles. She dimmed the lights and smiled when I held the chair for her to sit. “This is nice,very romantic “I said, making small talk as we ate and drank. I was careful not to. . she had really worked on her French kisses, after all. Her wonderful olive skin didn’t hurt, either, as we swapped spit and she practically ravaged my mouth with her tongue.“Wow ... that was ... damn good!” I admitted, even as Sandra and Ninve returned from nursing Sargon and Arwen to feel me up, too.“Ah, my sweet lionesses, how are you?” I asked them, even as I grabbed some grub to feed my ravenous appetite.“Hungry, and not just for the snacks, either,” Ninve confessed as we exchanged bodily.