. This was the first time I've ever gotten hard other than from dreams."Mom you're stronger than I thought!" I said.I tried to get up, and couldn't he...p feeling her squirming above me, trying to use her weight to hold me down, this caused her big ass cheeks to really sink down around my dick. "I am gonna win this baby, you might as well give up," she answered me, smiling.I could tell she felt my dick as she was getting a little red in the face, but if anything this caused her to grind down. "Yes, I will. And lastly, I am to be addressed as Miss Natalie at all times. Miss Natalie. Is that clear?"They each looked up at me in hesitation. The sudden feeling of having power over them was quickly becoming intoxicating."Is that clear?" I repeated in an extremely stern tone. "Let me hear your responses right now," I barked at them. I could tell they were in a state of mild shock at having this new woman practically shouting at them. I looked to each one of them for a proper. She dove onto me, straddling me.“Dinner’s gonna be VERY late,” I told her.She giggled. “Then this is just an appetizer. Do we need to change clothes?”“I doubt it. This is Houston. We don’t need to dress up. Not for that steakhouse.” I grabbed her butt in my hands. “Wait. Just a couple more of those wiggles.”She smiled. “You got it bad, don’t you?”“Uh-huh. Sore as I am, you’re still perfection.”“I know about that ‘sore’ part. My thighs ... Ouch!” she squeaked as she flopped down atop me.I. “We talk all the time.”“You do? When?”Peter chuckled. “When I take her shopping. Do you think those clothes she has just magically appear?”I was flabbergasted. “When?” I thought I knew every minute of her days.Peter laughed at me. “When you work, you’re oblivious to everything. Amelia calls me and I take her shopping. She’s back before you ever emerge from your study. She’s a real clothes horse,” he added.Thinking about it, I saw Amelia in different outfits, a constantly changing appearance..