“Sir?” I said tentatively. “There are no panties or bra…”“You won’t be needing them. Now get dressed.” As we drove, I dressed in the o...tfit Chris had provided: fishnet thigh-highs, garters, a black sleeveless dress, and black pumps. I felt slutty…and sexy. He took me to an apartment complex and buzzed us in. When the door opened, I smelled cigarette smoke, but ignored it as the man behind the door introduced himself as Brian and invited us in. Chris motioned to a chair, and I took a seat. Brian. I then watched as he slowly slid it back it her waiting hole. His deep red head slowly slipped inside and I watched as his whole shaft slowly slid in. It stopped again about three inches short, before he pulled back and then thrust back hard inside her. She moaned as I watched his cock slide back and forth into her foaming pussy.“This how you fuck a bitch.” He told me, “This is the only way they like it, long, thick and hard.”“Oh yes, that feels so good, fuck me Dom, fuck me.”Dee hadn’t touched. Long that I was reallya guy, and the gentleman part was kind of freaky. Nice, but stillfreaky.Dad opened the front door just as we got there."You were fantastic honey," he said as he took one of my suitcases."Your mom and I didn't want to make you nervous so we didn't tell youthat we were going to the show." You were wonderful, sweetheart," Mom gushed as she rushed to the door."Let's sit down and you can tell us all about the show. Imagine, astanding ovation and an encore; that's a show people. "Tom leaned over to kiss his mother's cheek. Carol couldn't help smiling at her son's references to her attractiveness. Tom had obviously inherited his father's gift for sweetly subtle flirtation, and her son's gentle teasing added significantly to her enjoyment of her morning coffee. She loved things that Tom said and did that brought back pleasant memories of her late husband. There were moments when she could swear she could see her husband's eyes when she looked into her son's eyes, and at.