She was now more close to me. Sometimes, she hugged me for no reason.Then she started to wear more revealing clothes. Once she was wearing a sleeveles... nighty. That night, I noticed that she was not wearing a bra. When she slightly lifted her hand, I could see her boobs hanging. But I pretended not to see my housewife mom’s boobs.The whole day she was smiling at me in a different way. Then I suspected something was wrong. So I slowly asked her –Me: Is there anything you want to tell me?Mom:. "Don't worry dear, lets have a look at those." Mistress Tara held herhand out and examined the underwear as Sophie stood slyly glancing at mypanties, Mistress Tara handed me a pair of pale violet silk undies. "Trythem on tiny.... over the top of the ones you are wearing." She looked atSophie. "Don't want him getting excited and getting precum over thembefore I have paid do we." I hadn't thought it possible for me to be anymore embarrassed but after that comment my face felt like it was. "Now that was an orgasm my lady," John said.Then we both cuddled some more. We both planted multiple kisses all over each other, and not just on our faces."So, how are you feeling now my lady?" John asked."Pretty fucking good now," I replied.Then we kissed each other on the lips again."Just give it some time Callie. Jeanette got used to us after awhile, so don't worry about it," John said."I'll do my best. Well did you have a good wedding day?" I asked."Yes of course, I married the woman I. "When I was a kid, I'd have biked ten miles for the chance of some fresh greens like these for the rabbits – they would have been a real treat. Most of the time all they got was cow parsley from the roadside verges, though that went down well too." Yeah, Jen's guinea pigs would have gone crazy for these as well!"Mr Johnston popped into the canteen while we were having our short afternoon teabreak."I don't suppose I can ask you to all volunteer for a one-day First Aid course, can I? There's no.