He had to do something. She was driving him crazy. He shouldn't be pacing back and forth in his bedroom, wondering what his student looked like naked....He had to distract himself. This was so wrong.He thought about his sex life, and his love life. He thought about his classes for tomorrow. He thought about the girl students. Yes, he was very guilty of masturbating to thoughts of a few of them. There was Alyssa, the honey-blond who wore tiny skirts and spread her legs, pretending to drop pencils. ” I pictured her smiling. “Later.”The phone went dead as Sam took my hand. She had a naughty grin on her face as she pulled me from the couch. My dick throbbed. All those times my daughter flashed that smile at me and stared at me with this eager look I now knew it was her flirting with me. I was just too dense to realize my eighteen-year-old daughter had the hots for me.“So, where did we leave off?” I asked, wondering if we were still working on the same car in this timeline. What else could. I'm dressed up. My sister brought me shiny white stockings that attach to a white garter belt that rides high up on my waist and a pink satin bustier with lots of ribbons lacing it together. She brought me a wig that’s fairly long and more ribbons for my hair. I still don’t have heels. I’ve gotta find some. She’s my height in her stilettos and my submissive bare feet. We spend a lot of time doing makeup.Cindy is wearing a Cage Set that accentuates her sinewy curves. A provocative black bra. I knew Lyn had a number of lovers in the past that goes without saying but would she accept the idea of Mom joining the two of us in bed. I walked from uni to Lyn’s my mind in turmoil Has usual when Lyn opened the door as usual there was big smile on her face she hugged me asking if I had phoned Mom I explained I had told her about the two of us and she was coming over for Christmas.Lyn looked at me knowing there was more, Lyn was perceptive I couldn’t hide anything from Lyn she knew without.