I thought it was time the shoe was on the other foot. Beforewe started dating I was in your pub with my friends and subjected to youand your friends ...nwanted sexual advances and your 'get your tits out forthe lads' song. It was humiliating. My girlfriends and I left the pubsoon afterwards but I didn't realise you were part of that group untilafter you and I had started dating and Sahara showed me the video. Sinceseeing that video I felt it was only fair that you got to feel what it'slike. “This all sounds too good to be true! Are you sure she isn’t pulling your leg?”“Mom ... she can still hear you.”“Oh! I’m so sorry Mrs. Lethe.”“It’s ‘Miss Lethe’ and please, don’t worry about it. One of the things I appreciate about your son is his caution. I was worried for a few moments last night that he might not join my organization, but I think my chauffeur, Katherine, may have taken a liking to him and helped convince him to work for me.”Ren’s expression turned into a dopey grin at the. It was a sly secret thrill for him, in those fleeting seconds, to not only be aware of her, for the first time, as a woman, but to be able to feel, with one upper hand, her back bra strap and with the other, at her waist, just above her waist, the upper edge of a pair of panties. The awkward moment led to flashes of discovery for him that turned his view of her entirely around. She was no longer only Mrs. M, she was a soft lipped woman, with an alluringly small waist, and large, soft breasts. . She was bare legged and the feel of her soft skin sent an erotic thrill through me. Feeling bolder, Scotch does that to me, I began to lightly run my fingers up and down the top of her thigh. She was wearing her usual short skirt and while sitting, it had ridden up quite high on her thighs so that I had free access to almost all of her leg. As I continued stroking her thigh, I felt her shift her leg toward me just a little. Bolder now, I began to let my fingers slip down to the inside of her.