I can’t believe him. He proceeds to put his hands onto the waist of his sweatpants and starts pulling them down. Inch by inch, more of his glorious ...highs and tight ass come into view. He’s pulled off his Calvin Klein boxers at the same time so he’s naked in front of me. He’s naked in front of you! My inner-self notes. Holy shit! As I’m enjoying his slow strip show, I realize he’s still between my legs. I guess that’s just in case he moves and my legs clamp shut to end his progress. I don’t. The last time I had that dream, she was wearing a black dress with a scoop neck with a red shoulder bag, red belt and beautiful red pumps with ankle straps and they must have been four inch heels. And I was jealous, Karen." "I was JEALOUS," he said again as though he couldn't believe the first time he said it and rested his head in his hands and he trembled a little. He was on the verge of crying and strangely unashamed of his emotions. "And last time I walked through K-mart, without even. After an hour, our mother told us she had made our lunch. She was going to her kitty party and will be back in the evening.This meant we had the whole house to ourselves for 5 hours. I went to lock the door. Zeenat was eagerly waiting for me when I came back.We again started kissing each other and started to remove our clothes. In a couple of minutes, the doorbell rang. Zeenat rushed to the bathroom. I quickly put my clothes on and went to check who it was.I nearly pissed myself when I saw mom. Ethan got up slowly, wincingly. "I'd like to make a mess on her and make her clean it up." Wouldn't we all?" as I guided him over to my chair. "Here, you're wounded; you sit and be the desk jockey. I'll take care of the books."I was glad I wasn't alone in thinking, sure, it'd be lovely to get her skirt up and bend her over a reading table, and spank her for moaning too loud in a library.But all that was years ago. This year I was suddenly seated in Ms. Harver's office. She was still quite.