She came downstairs and opened the door from the garage to the basement and called me over for a drink of water. She was wearing a thin nightgown and ...as clearly naked underneath. I was greeted with a kiss on the lips instead of the cheek. I didn’t get the message and drank the water and continued with my work. Soon after that I got married. Mom slow danced with me at my wedding and held me close. I could feel her mound against my groin and became semi-erect. I thought hmm…an accident? We spent. Her jet black hair was wavy and well oiled and was tied in a thick plait that was bound by what appeared to be silver bands and threads. The plait fell well beyond her buttocks. She had breasts that were the envy of women everywhere, whose shape was in no way compromised by the sheer audaciousness of their size. It is as if her breasts were issuing a challenge - best me if you can. She wore a gold white linen gown that hugged her person. Her buttocks showed steatopygia to a certain degree, and. When Saturday came around Jackie spent all the afternoon getting ready, she put her hair up and put on bright red lipstick (this always gets me going), I had selected a dress for her to wear, it was a plain black one that stops just above the knee, but, really hugs her figure and high heels with an ankle strap. Real fuck me shoes, stockings and no underwear. I dropped her off at a bar and went home to prepare. I set two camera’s up and then hid in the wardrobe and waited for her to return. I. Umber slipped his hand out of her panties and she started fiddling with the button on her jeans. It was too slow for Red. There was a fire that needed dowsing, and she had waited far too long already.“Take your jeans off, now,” She said in that special, instructing tone. Even in the half-light of the supply cupboard, he could see the devilish grin on her beautiful face, made even more so by the redness of her cheeks. He nodded, loving it when she took control. He did as he was told as she did.