Instead she just turned and looked at me kinda funny and asked if I wanted to look real sexy. 'What do you mean?' I asked her. 'Well, I have this set ... love, but it's not the right color for me.' Then she pulled out two bras and two panties. 'I bought these first, ' she said as she put down a light brown bra & panty set that looked completely see through. 'But they looked terrible on me because of my light skin and the store wouldn't take them back · Then I saw these and bought them.'. " It's not just my parents... You and Isabelle... Especially Isabelle... I've never seen her express so much love for me. She's constantly wanting to be with me, wanting to be hugged, wanting to do something for me... It's a little strange..." Uh... Nice though, right?" Oh yes! But strange... Who ever heard of a seven-year old who devotes her life to pleasing her mother?" Well, yeah... I'm sure when we get back home, things will return to normal." I hope so... It's just a little strange... And. Put your glass down at the counter and take you to the dance floor. This is where the fun starts with our bodies loose the only primal instinct is to get sexual. With the club music turning up and your ass shakin. I pull my car up to your butt stop. Place one hand on your thigh and just grind away. Rubbin on you until I feel friction. Taking fast and hard, flushed with emotion I just grab on to you and moan to the ceiling. Feeling the pressure, just press my feet down to brace for your tidal. Not looking at me....just staring at his arch enemy...the lusting bastard between my legs that was going to make him into his wife's girl friend. I stood up right in front of him and he started fumbling with my zipper and belt. I finally undid them both and dropped them. My boxer shorts stood out like a tent...it was really funny seeing the look on his face. He really didn't want to do this...but...on the other hand...I detected a glimmer of desire from him...maybe this is what he wanted.