She came back with another serving of omelet and I wondered how many eggs she had cracked to make one omelet this big."When are you going on your 'pla...-date'?" She asked. She was reminding me, in case I had forgotten about George."I guess as soon as I finish this, I said."You're going to wear that top? I thought you'd want to save that for the beach tomorrow."I chewed politely before answering. Mom knew about the fake bikini. I looked at her out of the corner of my eye to see if I could tell if. I placed my hands on her soft white thighs and slid upward until I felt her silk panties. She bit her bottom lip. My fingers wrapped around the fabric and began to pull down. "What're you doing?" she asked and took another sip of wine."I want to relax you," I said as her panties slipped over her round, toned buttocks. She wiggled on the sofa in an attempt to help.I pulled her panties down her thighs, past her knees, and let them crumble around her ankles. My hand slipped between her legs and. Mike straightened his tie, walked into the building, took the elevator to the top floor. Well, he thought as he rang the doorbell, here goes nothing.The door opened a tiny crack, revealed one eye and a nose. "What is it?" I'm Gus Johnson. Mr. Paul invited me." Just a minute," said the voice. The door closed, then opened wide a few seconds later, framing an elegant butler dressed in full tuxedo. Whew, Mike thought, a fancy dress ball. This guy does know how to give a party. "Come in, won't you?". Now this towel I had on, didn't hide much not even half way down the tops of my legs and barley covered my breast. I had never been so exposed in front of anyone but Rex, but I thought Carl was in such a hurry he wouldn't notice. I think sometimes people get comfortable with other’s and don't think about what they are doing. Carl got a plumber and they said they’d be there in about 2 hours, so I offered Carl a cup of coffee. I wasn’t thinking, for as I gave it to him at the table my butt and.