The evening of the parents' evening came I got dressed in my sexiest trouser suit. I always wore suits to parents' evening, but I usually wore skirt s...its. I was already horny, so the trouser suit was more for the seduction than anything else. The trousers hugged my legs and crotch and showed off my round ass exceptionally well.I said goodnight to my son and drove the five minutes to the school. Most of the meetings went the usual way, talking about James’s grades and how he could improve. I. “Yes, please. A drop of milk would be fine,” he said just as she thought to ask. “Thank you,” he added, taking the cup and saucer. He sipped. “Ahhh. Earl Grey. Lovely. It’s such a shame the art of making tea is being lost to the younger generation.”He placed the cup and saucer on the coffee table and looked at her. “Goodness gracious! Where are my manners? Please, forgive me. My name is Darren Faith. I’m sorry I’m so late.”“Why are you here?” Betty asked.Darren Faith smiled gently. “I’m here to. . again. She moaned as I teased her labia and clit but quickly got to her feet and threw on a shirt."I have work to do," she said with a look of bitter disappointment."Go, it ain't like I am going anywhere." I told her."True." She moaned and was gone.I wasn't sure who I felt the worse for my mom or my dad. He was really screwing things up and I didn't know how to approach him about it. I could simply man up and confront him and tell him how much time he was not spending with mom. Hell I didn't. I let it go to voicemail and listened the Eve at the other end. ‘Good morning slave, or should I say, good afternoon. I really enjoyed your wife’s performance last night. Of course it was recorded on videotape for legal purposes, and our friend’s amusement. Listen slave, your servitude will begin at 10:00pm tonight after dinner. You will come to my private cabin. Just ask your steward, Daniel where it is, and oh yes, bring that pretty wife or yours along. She won’t want to miss this! Your.