This was so out of character with her prim and proper demeanor. To my remembrance she had never used that term in it’s sexual connotation. I decided...to play the game with her. ‘Ummm, is pussy feeling good this morning?’ I answered. She didn’t reply except to kiss me and move partially over me. She slid on top of me about half way so that her wetness was now fully on top of the front of my hip and her breasts rubbed my shoulder and breastbone. Her movements were feline. It was like a cat who. Id shaved my pussy lips clean and I was feeling nasty. I got ready to go to his, I put on a very short skirt, intending to put on boots and thick tights, but I got distracted by my fishnet hold ups in the draw. I slid them onto my legs and spread them in front of the mirror, I wanted more. I thought of where I was going, and decided then that I wanted to conclude this sexual tension – but on my terms. I left the fishnet stockings on, and teamed them with heels, it with a thong and matching bra.. Friday After work I went to Elisabeth again, I arrived around 6:30 pm. I opened the door with my key and walked inside. "Hi honey, I will be down in a sec," I heard Elisabeth shout from upstairs. "No problem, take your time," I shouted back. I wondered about what she would be wearing. When she walked down the stairs, I was stunned for a bit by the way she looked. She was wearing high heels and a black dress that reached her knees. I knew she was my step mom, but at that point I thought about. ”It was an awful line, but he couldn’t resist.“Mister ... ehm...” he went on after seating, smiling and nodding at his elder lawyer, “you so very accurately described the situation before we had this, well, intermission; now please let the ladies hear our proposition.”Despite his lack of attention, Lucian knew exactly what the man had said before. It had been the meanest, stinking turd of blackmail, wrapped in the smoothest little bag of perfumed silk and velvet.There was never a direct threat.