When she finally raised her tear-streaked face to mine I indicated with a peremptory gesture that she was to kneel upright again. Slowly she complied... sniffling, and placed her hands behind her head. When she was focused on me again I bent down, picked up the belt from the floor and held it out to her. She opened her mouth to take it, but I shook my head. After a moment she lowered her arms and took the belt with both hands. She stared up at me, waiting. I said nothing. There was a long. The anticipation of getting here had been maddening. Frankly, I’d worked even harder than usual in November to feel like I deserved the month of December to myself. But first, the package. Bags on the bed, a tip discreetly given, and finally, I’m alone. Curiosity gets the better of me. I rip open the paper wrapping and gasp. A purple cute little vibrator. What has Michael sent me? I open the box and a note flutters to the floor. Michael’s bold hand-writing is clear. Relax. Unwind. And keep this. I did.My dick was placed against her ass, and very gently Istarted pushing in. Soon I was all the way in. Then Istarted moving. Mom moved back against me, but hermovements were slow. I felt my orgasm start building.“Cum in my ass,” Mom demanded. I was only too happy tooblige. Then I shot into her. Shot after shot was sentup her hot ass.“That was great baby,” mom murmured.We lay together for a while like that. Then mom’sbreathing became even, and I knew she was. I loved the feel of the dress and tights as we satin the booth. I liked being treated as a little girl, Mom and Becky were kind and gentle and the extra attention made me feel special.Jenny was a lot of fun, occasionally she would do or say somethingreally funny and I could help but to giggle and laugh. We both managedto eat all of our dinners without getting anything on our dresses."Good girls" praised Mom "now let's go home"Soon we were pulling into our driveway; thank goodness dad was out.