It was getting over that initial shock of my reflection in themirror that was the taxing part.Not to say there weren't some physical parts that bother...d me. It took me awhile to get used to the feeling of pantyhose on my legs. While the materialitself felt good against my legs, they felt a bit confining. And the swishingsound they made when my thighs rubbed together when I walked freaked me out.And I honestly don't think I will ever completely get used to having breasts.I used to love watching. After sending the msg I thought I had crossed the line..I did not receive a reply for a few mins and I thought that I played the cards wrong..It was my fantasy and I should not have shared it.Just then a message came and I was somewhat relieved.Mom: Chii..how can you also think of such dirty things..Me: Are..its my fantasy..for me nothing associated with you is dirty..I think this line acted as a winning run…i thing mother liked it and thought I really cared for her and loved her.Mom: are..then. I saw a bright eyed intelligent face framed by medium length salt and pepper hair. I knew her age as 47 and I was glad that she looked mature and intelligent.She replied hi, put down the handbag, sat down in the chair and started scrutinizing me.“Like what you see”, I asked. “I judge by how they work not how they look” was her reply.Wow the assurance of this woman was amazing I thought.“Can I just freshen up?” Priya asked. “Sure” I said and lead her to the bathroom. On reaching the door, I. So I decided to use it to my advantage. I adjusted my prick so that it was better visible through my underwear.I took a 100 rupee note from my purse and went back outside when I was crossing the hall to the door, She was staring at me without even blinking. She was about the same height as myself.She was athletic with no fat and moderate complexion. She had a really cute face though. Her eyes were large and beautiful. I was feeling hot and my dick was swelling by the second. Her eyes went.