“Because she is a crazy woman,” he replied, “She never does what I ask her to do. Today, I wanted her to wear something sexy but she was wearing...the same old dress.”I listened to John to figure out what issue he had with my mom.“I want my woman to look sexy like other women. I want her to make me feel proud. Now she doesn’t even let me fuck her, do you understand that? We haven’t had sex in the past three weeks,” he said moving closer to me. “Your mother is no fun. She just keeps telling me. Oxford in England, Edinburgh in Scotland, then there were Princeton and Harvard here. It took me months to come to a verdict and I finally chose Queens in Canada. Why? Because I thought it’d be fun to live on my own for a while, that and the fact that post-secondary education cost far less in Canada than here in the United States, even with the scholarships. But then it arrived, a letter with a wax seal like something out of the medieval age. The seal was in the shape of a red sun. No address. I came almost immediately, and she swallowed every drop."There, that's better," she chuckled.She handed me the garter belt and I slipped it around my slim waist andattached the closure. Next, she produced an unopened package of beigenylon stockings. She handed me one of the stockings, and I shaped itinto a donut and slipped my red polished nails inside. As I rolled itover my foot, I noticed that the stockings were seamless and hadreinforced toes and heels."Well, it looks like you've done. .and throw it down the stairs. It lands on a car at the bottom of the stairs. She is now wearing only her chinese slippers. I sit her down, and pull my pants down, and climb on top, sliding right into her.Have no idea if anyone knew we were there, either on the ground, our looking out the door window. But I slid in and out of her, her legs wrapping around my waist. Took me a couple of minutes to lose it and I came inside her.Being the gentleman that I am, I went and retrieved her dress, as she.