Lucyquickly followed this with some handcuffs, asking me to hold my handsbehind my back before she secured them around my wrists, immobilising myhands... To complete the ensemble, Lucy connected a chain from myhandcuffs to the bar between my ankle cuffs. I felt incrediblyvulnerable, but still so sexy. I could see the glistening of my shinyred lips in the dresser mirror before me; they looked like cock suckinglips."I need you to wait here while I go and get ready now." Lucy giggled alittle and. * * * When Georgia and my husband returned a few minutes later, I was composed once againon the outside, at least. On the inside, my mind was whirring, going over what Id done. Id let a boya boy, less than half my agefeel me up, touch me, and&hellip,get me off. What had I done? Ash returned a few minutes later, and though I avoided looking at him, I could feel his eyes on my face, on my body. I could feel his scorching gazewas he remembering how wet Id been for him, how easily Id let him past. Her lip colour was natural but she had applied some kind of gloss that made them shine. The effect was incredible, making her look more like eighteen than the fifteen I knew she had just turned.I could see that she had noticed the effect her new look had had on me and her shy smile told me she was pleased. I called on her to answer a number of questions during the double lesson and was delighted with her answers, which showed she had covered the material over the break in readiness for the year. With me in this vulnerable state, she physically started to roll me over. I ended up on my back and her eyes went straight for my crotch. She stopped moving all together and muttered, almost to herself, "Oh..oh my, yes, you are big." She looked back up at my eyes and turned bright red. "Oh Matt, oh god, I'm so sorry. What have I done?" She embarrassedly went back to her chair and buried her face in her hands."Mom, it's ok. I'm the one who should be sorry. I got up and tried to console her, but.