"You have a fine body, woman," says one guy."Hmph, my son don't think I'am sexy," she says giving you a impish look."I always tell you how nice you lo...k," you say defensively, feeling strangely aroused at the way these strange men are ogling your mother’s body."Well, I am just going to go hang up these clothes, gentlemen, I will be right back," says your mother heading for the bedroom."Do you need some help?" asks one fellow eagerly climbing to his feet."Yeah," says the other, following his. For now here in my inboxwas an instruction from Mistress J, who I had met on-line a couple oftimes over the last few weeks ? instructing me where and when we wereto meet ? 8pm, High Street, Apartment 1298. I was instructed to bringthe following items which I was instructed to purchase from the localVictoria's Secret lingerie department shop a few block away. I was toensure that the red lacy knickers, 36B red lacy bra, suspenders,stockings and 6" heels all fitted. I was to ensure that the. I claimed I was from the BBC and needed to do some notes and measurements for camera angles and such. She was mid sixties, plain, dumpy and dowdy and of no interest, although stripped off I would have no doubt found a cunt and arse to fuck, while playing with pendulous blue veined breasts and she was busy, grooming a horse out back so she left me to it. As usual a set of keys was hanging in the kitchen door and I pressed the right one into a pad I carry for such purposes. I checked the alarm. " I say, pulling the IPOD from within his reach. "There's more. Do you want to watch her riding you, or you poking her from behind?" I whisper, bringing the IPOD around so I can cue up another video. He watches me turning the thumb wheel, as he tries to figure a way to explain away the videos. "What do you want?" He finally says, apparently having failed to come up with a logical explanation that Melanie would buy. "I'll have two Chardonnays." I say to the bartender. "What are you and Melanie.