I slipped into the kitchen and reached for the light switch. I saw my Mom, her back to me, still sitting at the dining room table in front of the work...she’d brought home. She had changed for bed. She wore a pretty short, black night dress with thin straps that showed a great deal of leg. It was hot!! She was leaning back in the chair, her head tilted way back and she was pulling at the scrunchie that held her hair in a ponytail. I watched her arch her back as she stretched. She was tired. I. Nice and tight, deep into your titflesh.? The Captain smirks as he steps closer, momentarily holds a weight from swaying with both hands. ?See how we get the accused to come to their senses? To admit to their blasphemy?... And you’re not even being forced to dance on a stool? Yet.? He scolds as he reaches out, flicks a finger beside her breast, across a fold of her titflesh stretching upwards between her armpit and the taut rope. Letting his finger slide around, his nail to probe across her. Her family was shifting to UK and it would be in a month. I immediately went to her place to congratulate her but I was also sad that she was leaving. We were talking about how her husband had got a huge promotion and bonus and how they always wanted to live in UK. I congratulated her but I could sense that she was not that happy either.I started probing , initially she said it was nothing but when I held her hand and politely encouraged her she said that UK was her husbands dream and not her. She said as long as you remember that and wear you CB3000 we can go. I can't wear that under my swim trunks , it'll show. OH well ,don't get wet she said. Well that next weekend we where getting ready to go to Terry and Kelly's to swim. I hurried and got dressed hoping my wife would forget to lock me up. I was in the den watching TV when she walked in my a brand new white bikini and she was carring you know what. Hey goof ball she yelled , nice try now put this on ! As I put my cage on I asked.