It’s now as I discover she’s not wearing panties after I unzipped the dress in the back and I could see better now, still wearing glasses -I�...m nearsighted. This was something I learned but had ignored to now: women don’t wear panties if the dress is too tight, so undies are not marked delineated or visible through clothes fabric. I had now an exhibition of her well built sire like body. I was now the one who did the heavy lifting by taking off her dress while got inquisitive about. Eventually I plucked up the courage, waked up the path and knocked on the door, too late to change me mind now!He opened the door and was exactly as he had described, quite tall, and a bit stocky, but clearly powerful man"Get inside you little faggot" he said, I stepped in the door and he closed it behind me -- it was going to happen !"Go to the lounge, get stripped off and stand by the chair" he ordered, not shouting but in a voice you knew you couldn't disobeyHe walked around and looked at. " You don't look so bad yourself. My handsome young date."They both laughed and Jim poured her a cup of coffee. They sat across from each other, smiling and talking about where they would go, what they would see. Soon they were ready to go, and Jim watched the figure of his mother as she strolled toward the door. Her butt looked good in the tight shorts, and her legs were long and slim. She moved gracefully, and he liked the way her hips swung. His heart swelled in his chest as he watched her. We should go to the café in an hour or so for dinner. We can decide on other choices tomorrow.”“That’s OK with me. Can I ask why it was so important to make love?”“I was afraid that you wouldn’t do it. Your body language, when we stood by the window, told me I was right to be concerned. I simply didn’t want us to be together, maybe for the last time, without making love. It was beautiful and wonderful like it always has been, but it was also different. Something has really changed in you, but I.