She walked over by the front door and turned off the lights. “Wait here,” she whispered in my ear as she walked toward my bedroom. I watched as sh... went in and turned on the closet light, then she turned off the bedroom lights.She returned and untied me, then bent down, untied my shoes and removed them. She tugged off my pants and my underwear slid off with them. I started to stand up, but she put a hand on my chest so that I remained seated.With her other hand, Cynthia began to stroke my cock.. "What?" I asked as I got up to look."Stay!" Robin shouted as she peeped her head out to look at me. "Okay, now we are getting warmer, please say you have a black bra on?" Of course...Wait, why?" I asked as I looked up at her."Keep everything else but put this on," Robin said as she held up a black mesh top that I had worn once to a concert."No way, it will show everything," I said, staring at it."That's the point, Mom, he has seen nearly everything in your wardrobe, except for this," Robin said. She smiled at him. His heart thudded in his chest. This was all together a new experience for him. He’d never before had a woman dominate him. He’d been pleasured aplenty, sucked and fucked until he couldn’t fuck any more, but he had never been subjected so completely to this slow, sensuous torture of arousal. He had always been the dominant one, had always controlled everything, so it was confusing to feel his body reacting the way it was. Being forced to submit gnawed at his mind, making it. Of course, he told me to make sure I said Hi to my mom on his behalf. I told him I would be sure to tell her, even though I never did. I got home, showered and waited for my mom for another hour before I saw her coming down the stairs. She always dressed up for date night, but the way she looked that night was captivating.She was wearing a form-fitting little black dress that came down mid-thigh, showing off her big tits and plenty of cleavage, along with her shapely legs. I stared at her.