Dad showed me to my room and said, "Goodnight, son. I hope you enjoy your visit." I'm sure I will."After Dad left, I sat beside the bed and called Mom...to tell her I made it okay and that I missed her. Mom expressed how she missed me also and asked about Bethany. I didn't want Mom to get upset once more, so I played it down, saying how she looked plain and didn't bother to mention how young she was.We talked for another ten minutes and then said goodnight. I promised to call Mom again soon.I. ." I stammer, as She wiggles so sexily now, and I get a glimpse of black knix as She skirt-raises again and again, laughing all the time. "Please...Miss...don't.......!" I gasp, my face on fire and that very special, very familiar feeling in the tip of my penis starting to grow."Don't you like it Graham?!" She laughs, "I thought you'd like my show! This is what you've dreamed of isn't it?!" She laughs again and again as She starts to slide Her skirt up gradually. "I'm not......I can't........I. Yes, yes it is a thing I ever dreamed of."The new woman stepped closer "So get off that stupid dress and kneel down". So I did. I wished I could sink in the ground, I was so ashamed, kneeling here naked in front of two unknown women, but it happened and here I was. "Kiss my feet, Boy" I followed the order, I kissed the feet of the new woman, i tasted her flesh, between the leather of her shoes, I licked around her heel. "Listen carefully, you will address me as Mistress Lynn from now on,. One day I asked Mom why she didn’t wear those sexy little skirts like the real tennis players wear and like Dad makes Bethany wear.She replied, “Because if I did you have a constant hard-on and then you would be embarrassed.”I said, “No I wouldn’t.”However, I knew better and Mom was right.She said, “Tell you what, Tomorrow I’ll put on a tight white top but I won’t wear a bra. Then I’ll put on a cute little white skirt with pink lacy panties underneath. Then we will discuss your hard-on. Okay?”I.