The boss was supposed to stay with us.I woke to my mother moaning loudly late at night. I thought she was masterbating again. But she wasn't in her ro...m. The noise was coming from the drawing room. I went down slowly and peeped through the door all the while hidden behind a curtain. I saw her having sex with our driver. I was shocked again. How could she have sex with the driver. But it seemed pretty passionate with lots of fondling and kissing. It was the hottest interacial sex I had ever seen. Leaning forward, I trail the tip of my tongue lightly around the delicate curve of your upturned ear. A gentle nip at the fragile shell sends shivers down your spine.I am attuned to you now. I can read every nuance of your body's reaction to my touch.Warm, soft, dry kisses down the side of your neck - your head falls forward exposing more of the graceful curve to my ministrations. Your sighs are soft and expectant.I draw a tender fold of flesh into my mouth and suckle on it, biting softly. Whoever it was didn't hang up on her.I tiptoed down the hall as quickly as I could and stood just outside the door. She was trying to talk quietly, but she wasn't quiet enough. "No, he's still here... No!... Stop it, Mother!... Mother!... Because I'm not going to let him drive me out... I can stand it as long as he can... He can leave if he wants to... Mother!... Well just call my cell number next time..."I went out onto the patio and stared at the evening clouds. They were peach and blue and. As I stepped out of the bath nude and ready for anything, she was waiting. She held out some underwear for me to slip on. It was the under wear that she wore from our first session - the black hose, garters and cincher. I put them on without protest. I guess I was learning not to bother resisting her will. When I had pulled the sheer hose up my glossy smooth legs and attached them to the garters, she had me stand and applied scarlet lipstick to my lips. "All the better for cocksucking,.