You were visibly nervous, lead me through your house to the kitchen where I saw your large glass of wine on the kitchen table. It was 2pm, so you were...even more nervous than I had expected."What can I get you to drink?", you asked as I set my bag down on the table.As you turned and walked towards the fridge I said: "Present yourself like I taught you slut!" You turned around as if you got stung by a bee. "What? Have we started .. already?", you blurted out. "We started the moment you opened the. The buttons wereon the opposite side of what I was used to wearing, but I managed to getit. Then Margaret handed me a black, long skirt. I stepped into it andstood there waiting for Margaret. Why I didn't feel weird about it Idon't know. "You look great, dear." Thank you" was all I said for some reason."Now I need you to get used to walking in heels. You must walk in smallersteps than you are used to. Walk heel first then toe. Swing your arms tokeep your balance. Like this."Margaret proceeded. He wanted to try double penetration on sandy.alright,we all sat in our little lounge in our home,with sandy in dads lap,with dads whisky peg in her hand,she was relishing making him drink his second peg,i was having beer and mom was satisfied just watching us have fun. As sandy was wearing just a single petticot,he pulled her panties and entered her,with her face to him and legs across his waist,with a ass invitingly looking at me,i was also arouse.i told mom what we were upto.mom was scared. Apart from a change of clothes, she knew there'd be a few things in there for her, things that they'd both enjoy and no longer would they have to pretend in front of her husband!She was wearing all his favourite things under the black suit, black seamed stockings fastened to the straps of a tight black corset, her breasts bulged out almost over the top of the lacy cups, allowing her nipples to peek cheekily out to be caressed by the soft black nylon of her blouse.A tiny black g-string completed.