Her costume was a black bikini, strapless top and string bottom, under translucent black harem pants, and a matching harem top which ended about three...inches below her bosom. A coin belt completed the outfit. Her costume really demonstrated her hourglass figure. Her navel was really beautiful. Her mother pushed the play button on her remote control. Barbara started to dance, her hips started to undulate to the music, she moved this way and that, she bent this way and that, she moved her arms. My breasts rose and fell. My fingers flexed and relaxed. It was intense. Incredible. A rush of emotions to enjoy. I sucked in deep breaths and let out a mighty exhale.My mom was a lesbian who was having a fling with her boss. I couldn’t believe it. Was she bi? Did she not realize who she was until after Dad passed away a few years ago. I always thought she loved him. She seemed to miss him. She had to work a lot to help us get by without him. It was why she got her IT certificate and came to. I then saw a pair of French knickers and a camisole top in a lovely satin cream colour and hurriedly put them on.I find it hard to describe the feelings that I had as I put on the silky feminine lingerie over my naked body, it was almost beyond description. I now knew what it was like to wear clothes that were sexy, sensuous and downright naughty! I then went back to the dress and slid it over my body, doing up the single tiny button at the back. It fitted like a glove.You may be wondering. Since she wanted to tan she asked if i would rub tanning oil on her back. she laid on her stomache & untied her bikini! she let the straps fall. she said "ok, go ahead." i started gettin hard. i could see her boobs mashed against the chair. I put oil in my hands & started rubbing her back with it. I rubbed it down her sides to see how close i could get to her tits. she said "hey thats a littl close." "Sorry taylor, the lotion is slicker than i realized." "Thats ok, just didnt want you gettin.