I explained what happened. She asked me in detail what I wore. I told her about the last thing of hers I wore with someone, a red silk and lace basque...with matching panties and flesh toned lace top stockings. "Jess,"she said sheepishly. "I know that's what you wore." "I'm sorry," I replied, thinking perhaps I'd said something wrong. "No no, I know that's what you wore... And I'm wearing that right now. Hearing you talk about it and thinking about it is turning me on so much I could swear my. When she had finished speaking the light slowly dimmed from each vial and went out. LeeAnne then put the tops on each one, marking one for her and one for her husband.All that was left to do was to pour the contents of the correct vial over the food on each dinner plate tonight. The instructions say that the liquid will have no taste to cause suspicion. She just hoped that her nerve would hold out. LeeAnne neatly cleared away all evidence of her magic making and started to prepare dinner.Mark. My immediate response was to cover myself. “Don’t stop, Mom. Please don't stop,” He softly asked, with a slight crack in his voice. “We can't do this. It is not right!” I said, mostly trying to convince myself, to no avail. “It's ok mom, no one will know.” His voice was somewhat shaky and almost begging. Slowly, my guilt and embarrassment faded, and reason was replaced by a lust for my handsome young stepson. I knew he wanted me badly. My passion that was momentarily gone had now. ”“Yes I know I would love to stay here all day and make love, but like you say we do have a mission to run.”They got up, showered, and dressed. Showering together was fun, but they knew they had work to do. They toured their caves; their home, the great room, the pantry where the big cooler and freezer were. There was some meat and veggies but not a lot, so Bob knew he would have to go hunting soon. They went into the garage then and looked around to see what was where. Bob saw the gun safe and.