But if there had been anyone to see her as she strolled back to the house in her bare feet, he would have been impressed, no matter who he was. In a w...rd, Vicki was a babe. Yes, she was 36 years old and the mother of 18-year-old twins. But her figure was as firm and her skin as soft and smooth as Connie's, her daughter. Indeed, just the previous week, Vicki had been asked to show ID when she ordered wine at a restaurant upstate. She was not only youthful looking, she was beautiful. Her. She felt herself becoming wet, and she heard herself give out a slight moan. She stopped, turner in her chair, and looked up at him in his eyes. She saw him looking at her lustfully, and he looked down at her and smiled. Without thinking of what she was doing she reached up and felt his package, and he gently placed the hand on the back of her head and pulled her head towards it.She was being made to rub her face against it and she began gently gnawing on it through the pants, and with one. "It's a little different when it's YOUR ass on the line, isn't it? Well, pretty soon, Mom won't be around to take your hits for you, so you need to learn to take your own. If those clothes are important enough to you that I have to take a half-dozen dirty dicks wherever they want to put them and smile about it, they're important enough for YOU to take ONE!" She turned to me. "Use her like toilet paper, Pete. Any hole, any way. Make her understand." MOM! JEEZUS!" Have you changed your mind?". The next day I went to work in a sari. It was a light pink colored sari and my husband himself suggested me to wear it. I wore the sari in front of him as per his liking. He asked me to wear matching blouse of transparent material. Before that he handed me the Red colored Bra that he had selected for me. The bra was clearly visible through the thin material of blouse and looked really inviting. The blouse was deep at the back and in front too, it just showed off my cleavage. I wound the sari.