A couple days ago I had finally convinced her that we should meet. We both lived in the wonderful, but cold, Toronto, Ontario. It was decided that we ...ould meet at a hotel and that I would be waiting for her. The safe word for our little meeting was to be the word flowers. She was instructed to wear a short black skirt, a white button-up blouse, and a black matching bra and thong. She was to bring with her some rope to tie her up with and a ball gag that she had bought. She was to be in the. Quickly she relieves herself and jumps into the shower. Looking out the frosty glass she sees a shadow figure near the door. ‘Is that you Hon?’ She called out. ‘Yep, sweetie, How you feeling this morning?’ He asked. ‘A bit panicked, I thought you had just left without saying goodbye to me.’ She said as she relaxed her body in the shower. ‘Awww, sweetheart, I wouldn’t ever just leave you like that. I know how badly that affects you.’ He returned. She smiled, ‘You had a shower yet?’ ‘No, Love, I. Would be in soon. I'm wondering how much more thorough it can be from last year's since that seemed extremely thorough. I took off my Shorts and blouse leaving on the panties and my bra like I was told. Soon the Dr. came in, asking how I was doing, complemented me on my cute bra and panties and told me to lay down on my back on the table, remove my panties and put my feet into the stirrups. I told him what the nurse had said to me about needing a more thorough exam than last time and asked him. "For you to take off, dummy! Sex is on the menu, but the main course tonight is romance."His face lit up with a big smile, and he said, "Aaaaaaahhhhhh!"We sprawled on the bed and started kissing and fooling around. His cock got half hard, and I was playing with it when Mom came in. Her hair was brushed and she was wearing some sultry perfume, very light but noticeable. She was dressed in an ankle length ivory peignoir that concealed absolutely nothing. I could clearly see her pubes and her.