The rain was pouring down outside, and it had caught her as she was walking to her car. She was thoroughly soaked and her blouse and skirt were slicke... to her body making her suddenly very cold, but incredibly sexy looking. Her white blouse had become nearly transparent, revealing her black low cut bra underneath. She was so cold her nipples protruded through clothing, accenting her well rounded breasts. Her skirt was no better. It clung to her hips and ass, making it possible to clearly. “OK…then we will go to some good place tomorrow evening.”“That will be great”…mom said.“Then I shall leave now, see you in the evening”….James said.“Bye, honey”.Then, in the evening James came to our place carrying a lot of shopping bags, he handed some to mom, “Here Renu, I’ve bought you a few presents” he told mom.Mom thanked him with a small kiss on his cheek, “It’s not my birthday” she told him, “What’s the occasion?”“Oh, nothing special, I just thought that maybe we could go out for dinner. His hand strayed to her breast she stirred then rolled over and lay on her side, her back to him, an involuntary move but a significant pointer he wondered. His arm released he eased himself from her and quietly slipped into the bathroom, he needed to relive himself From the toilet he could see the big triangular bath, the site of the last film, her stood facing the wall an image in his mind, that massive black lifting her, impaling her, filling her and her cries clearly in his mind echoing. With the pants and cami back on, I could feel the dampness on my skin and see the stains. But I liked being back in my girly outfit. "Follow me," she said, and opened the door. I stood up and followed her out. She walked back to her desk, which was in an outer area of the office. As we passed by various staffers there was little notice or acknowledgement. I knew they could see me and wondered what they thought, but at the same time this air of normality, with my status the only outlier, was.