’ We also talked about certain aspects of the whole cross-dressing thing. How and when I started, what I wore, and was there ever any sexual element...to it. It was uplifting and I felt so relieved. We decided that we would talk in a day or so after I had got my head around the fact that I was no longer alone. I put the phone down and sat there dazed for about five minutes. I actually felt really turned on that my dressing had gone up a stage. I immediately went to my bedroom and opened my case. I stopped her for a moment and kissed her passionately for few minutes.We hugged each other and our tongues were rolling in our mouths exchanging each other’s saliva. “Thank you Mom, you were a good slave and your master likes his whore” I said kissing her lips and sucking them. “Thank you Son, I like my master and his wish is my command” she replied kissing me back with love and passion. We then proceeded to the market and reached the grocery shop. Mom started to read out the list of groceries. The skirt, upon closer inspection, proved to be almost but not quite as see-through as the blouse, it was a slightly darker tone. She looked hot, and I couldn’t believe she was being so brazen about her sexuality.Good morning, Aunty.” I said as I reached up to the cabinet above the stove for a coffee cup.I could have gone to any number of other places for any number of cups, they were all over the place with five coffee drinkers in the house, but I didn’t as I brought my boner up against her. Just her type.“Happy birthday, Billy!" she said, greeting him with a kiss on the cheek.“Mona, girl! Looking good. Come, have a drink with us.”They made small talk during their first round. She found out that he was in town visiting his family (as he had recently moved across the country) and he was happy to be celebrating his own birthday and Christmas with his friends. Mona sucked down another vodka soda and found that she couldn’t stop smiling. She remembered how much he made her laugh and.