A tight fitting dress that clung to my curves, a scooped neckline showed off my ample tits and perfect opera length gloves. I found some thigh length ...oots. Taking a liking to them, I tried them on, they fitted me well.‘Please, Mistress Scharlach, those are for another customer. They will be picking them up in two days time. Could I not interest you in another pair of equally fine boots?’ The tailor looked pained, he found himself in an impossible situation.’No, these are just fine, and you. “what is this supposed to mean?” is asked. He replied “if I can only wear underwear, you should too.” He took a very long look and then I began to notice a bulge growing in his boxers. A very large bulge to be precise. “dad?! Are you having a boner?!”He quickly sat down and tried to cover it up with his hands but without success: The tip of his Dick was sticking out his boxers. He blushed when he realised I saw it too. “it’s not what you think...” He said looking away from me or his boner. “I. She pulled back alittle and said she had been waiting a long time to do that and was glad I finally got the message. I laughed and told her I figured I was just being to hopeful when I saw her flirting like that.We kept on kissing and my hands were quickly exploring her body through her clothes. She started rubbing my hard cock though my jeans and it was about all I could do to not cum just from that. I unbuttoned her shirt which she quickly shrugged off. She unhooked her bra and let her. "Wow", he breathed, "now I can get a real good look at you, mom. Those big tits are the greatest!" Get--get out," Betty said, drawing the robe up to her breasts, covering them. "Your sister is--" Nikki's long gone," he said. "I gave her a quarter and she took off for her friend's house,. She'll be gone most of the day."Betty swallowed, tried to make her voice firm. "Please let me get dressed, Danny. Then we'll sit out in the kitchen and have a talk about-- well, about what happened.