" What's that?" Bobby queried."Well . . . I'm not going to tell you just yet. I'm going to letit be a surprise. But first - now don't get mad - I want...you toget up, take a shower, and go make breakfast while I run an errand.I'll be gone for about an hour and when I get back you'll get asurprise I think you'll really like, OK?" Yeah - sure, mom. If you say so," Bobby said, sounding disappointed."Trust me, dear. I know you're really going to love it." OK, mom," he said, slowly sitting up on the. So she spent the night in my bed while I slept on the couch in my room. I woke up in the morning before she did but did not make any noise because I am a gentleman. She must have gotten up in the night and decided that wearing a bra and tee shirt were too uncomfortable to sleep in. She was now topless lying in my bed. She rolled over and because air con costs had the sheets around her stomach instead of her neck. So I had a perfect view of a very perky set of 34c’s.I was wearing ball shorts and. I moaned as my hands drove me to the edge of climax. I asked for release once and Marsha just laughed and I continued to caress. Eventually, with another blast of the truck horn, the trucker pulled off onto his exit. ‘You may stop slut’ . ‘Thank you…Mistress’ I gasped and sat there trying to calm. After awhile I became aware that I had no idea where we were. I looked at the clock on the dash board and to my surprise, an hour had passed. Finally, Marsh put on her blinker and started to pull off. Her micro mini skirt, something that she had neverdared to wear in public but in which Harry was happily jiggling around. Totop it off, he pulled on her tiny crop top that did not leave much to theimagination, especially Harry's ample cleavage and supple navel.'Wow! I feel great!''Harry, you look like a bimbo,' she said, arms folded to demonstrate herdisapproval.'I don't care! I love it! I've never felt so good about myself before! I justwant to shout it to the world!''You're not going out like.