I knew she would still want to tuck her lil boy in before she went to bed herself. It was a simple plan as all I thought would happen was that I would...show her my hard cock and after she saw it and left I would jerk off into my sock. Little did I know what would happen when she saw my cock.I did not need to touch, play or stroke my 10 year old cock as it was hard the moment that I thought about it. It was an hour before my bed time and I was ready. I striped my clothes off and looked down at my. Her stunning mid thigh length black dress with it’s plunging neckline attracted my immediate attentions. No bra again tonight - with the inner curves of her breasts on display.She would be topless if the thin straps slipped from her shoulders. There was nothing to hold up the top of her dress in that eventuality. As she walked the dress moved about on her bountiful bust, giving me peeks of more of her creamy flesh, but not enough to reveal her nipples.I was being teased, and I sensed that she. . to see more ... to understand more. I learned to question prisoners in Iraq and Afghanistan. That is where I learned to tell the difference between lies and truth. That is also where I grew conscious of straining, mentally, to reach something just beyond my reach. I think it all started even before that. I was in New York during the terrorist attack that brought down the Twin Towers. I was eleven years old then. That changed me, somehow. I began getting feelings when I was with my mom or dad. And when I got up after Ramon moved the cylinder away, I realised that I did not grab my bikini top and I saw Ramon stare at my breasts – and I did not cover them straight away. Ramon started talking to me, saying that I was the hottest woman in the gym now, and that I have lost 13kg in two months, that my BMI was ideal at 19.5 and that we would now work on my flexibility and make me more supple through yoga, pilates, dancing like jazz ballet and ballroom and …. Pole dancing …” she almost.