So, for much of thenext month, I, Antoine, was conscripted into sewing things for mybrother Pierre and Nicole, now, in Maman's eyes, her son Antoine. ...Oh,you'll come to love it, Nicole! You can give the men the benefit ofyour feminine capabilities just as they give you the benefit of theirmasculine ones. I admit that I liked doing things to help Pierre. Ialways looked up to my older brother. But I wasn't excited about theidea of fixing his shirts, sewing buttons and making repairs to any. Her eyes make a quick rotation around my body, stopping for a telling pause at my blistered, strap opened ass. No doubt what captured her attention.Charles just smiled his enduring smile and let his eyes take of full perusal of all I had to offer. He was well acquainted with my ass from my previous paddling and he nodded his head when he saw it was again well warmed. But he seemed to pay particular attention to my bluish titties as they hung down between the straps.Oh, yea, the possibilities. She and I had only been together for a few weeks when I started taking a special interest in her underwear. I loved the smell of her wet pussy, combined with the cozy softness of the cotton panty gusset pressed against my nose. Wearing one pair, feeling the delicate material clinging tightly to my ass, I held up the other and inhaled deeply. My cock was throbbing steadily, enjoying the attention afforded by the silky fabric gently caressing the tip of my knob. I looked in the mirror, focusing. ," I start to talk but Emmy puts her finger to my lips and says "Hey, I'm not going to judge you Humphry. I just want a closer look!," Emmy smiles as she leans behind me and pulls my Jeans open to expose the top back of my Lace underwear. "Humph, you kinky little devil," Emmy now relishing the instant power she has over me. I can feel it. I can't stop her from looking, I know her. Nothing is stopping her from shouting it out to the whole Pub. "I actually find it quite sexy, seeing a man wearing.